Yang Jian felt a little disappointed.
Why can't this Ye Jun be killed no matter what
A bit similar to Yan Li.
but... ...
Looking at Ye Jun, who has grotesque limbs, is constantly rotting and emitting stench, and his corpse is flowing turbulently, it can be judged that his condition is more serious than Yan Li.
This is also a ghost master who is about to die from the resurrection of the evil ghost.
"I want to know, how can you kill a ghost master? It seems that weapons made of gold can only damage, but not kill." Yang Jian squatted in front of this grotesque corpse, holding a swing The stick poked at the rotten pieces of meat.
His brain was cracked, his hands and feet were broken, and his entire face was distorted.
The internal organs were almost rotten, black and smelly.
Under such circumstances, Ye Jun can still speak and still live. It must be said that this is a great miracle in the medical field.
What awards can I apply for
"You...can't kill me. My ghost is very special." Ye Jun said silently.
"Yang Jian, it's enough to be noisy. This is a club, and you're not the only ghost controller. You'd better restrain yourself."
The man who had been drinking with Ye Jun before now frowned and walked over.
Yang Jian suddenly grinned when he saw him: "I just suddenly figured out why you so-called seniors came to blackmail the newcomers."
"Because you're all going to die... right."
"It's serious enough that if you use your abilities a few more times, you'll die from the ghost's resurgence, so stay in the club, wait for the newcomers, and let the newcomers complete supernatural events. When making transactions, you take the opportunity to join forces to blackmail and extort. In this way You don’t have to waste your energy sitting here and collecting money.”
"What a great idea. Has Yan Li ever suffered a loss from you?"
The man who came over had a hard look on his face.
This is an unspoken rule of the club. Although everyone knows it, there is no one like Yang Jian who has spoken out frankly.
"Since you know it well, you should follow it. It's good that you are a newcomer. It will still be some time before the ghost recovers, but you will also die. As long as you follow this rule, you can also enjoy this kind of treatment when newcomers come, Ye Jun The matter has been forgotten for the time being, but the 50% commission still exists."
"Unless you can deal with all the ghost masters here in one go." The man said with an unkind expression.
Yang Jian glanced at him: "Are you provoking me again?"
"You can take my words as a provocation," the man said.
The man named Zhang Han who was hiding far away said: "Newcomer, I sincerely advise you to abide by the rules here. The ghost masters in the club are not just a few of us. There are more powerful people who did not show up today. The water in this circle is very deep." , I don’t know how much you know about ghost controllers, powerful ghosts, or even other things.”
"But you have to know that you are just a newcomer after all."
"Why are you talking so much nonsense? If you want to take action, just do it."
Yang Jian had a somewhat ferocious look on his face, and his eyes glowed with a strange red light as he stared at these individuals.
"It doesn't matter if I can't beat you. I will win until you revive."
His ghost realm can be used for more than five minutes. If the limit is exceeded, the chance of recovery will increase. Once the limit is reached, he will die.
But he was even more certain that the limit of this group of people would never reach five minutes.
Are threats useless
This ruthless lunatic is stunned.
Everyone's hearts sank.
If we really fight a protracted war, the chances of people like me dying from the resurgence of the evil ghost are very high.
"Why, you're not talking anymore." Yang Jian said with a bit of teasing: "Are you afraid? Or, you are reluctant to fight for your life."
Depend on.
Aren't you talking nonsense
If they were willing to go all out, they would go deal with the supernatural incident instead of sitting here drinking, chatting and bullying the newcomers.
"If you don't want to do anything, don't beep, go away and play with eggs." Yang Jian stretched out his foot and kicked Ye Jun's body aside.
... ...
"This guy is really arrogant." Seeing Ye Jun being kicked away like a piece of garbage, the man's face was particularly ugly.
I almost wanted to rush up and fight Yang Jian.
However, I still held back.
I really can’t afford to fight with the newcomers.
"Crack! Crack! Crack!"
Applause rang out, and a young man in casual clothes, who was clearly a kid from a wealthy family, came over and applauded. He had a faint smile on his face, but there was always a bit of unusual coldness in his eyes. .
"What a wonderful contest. Are you Yang Jian, the newcomer introduced by Yan Li? It is indeed extraordinary. I admire you a little."
Yang Jian tilted his head and looked at him: "Who are you? Are you also telling me the rules?"
"No, no, no, you misunderstood. I am just the person in charge of this club. Let me introduce myself first. My name is Wang Xiaoqiang. You can call me Xiaoqiang."
The young man who claimed to be Wang Xiaoqiang said.
"Are you serious about this random name?" Yang Jian said.
Wang Xiaoqiang smiled: "I definitely don't mean to deceive you. My real name is Wang Xiaoqiang. This is the club's business card."
After speaking, he handed over a golden business card.
This club is rich, and every business card is made of pure gold.
"Xiaoqiang Club, Chairman, Wang Xiaoqiang."
"Although there was a little unpleasantness between the two friends just now, the right way is to put aside the old grudges with a smile. We are all special talents. It is not worth it to be unhappy over a trivial matter. I hope you two can stop it. Today's How about just pretending it never happened?" Wang Xiaoqiang said.
Yang Jian looked at him and said, "You are such a thief. You are just here to mediate. When he bullied me, I didn't see you coming to mediate."
Wang Xiaoqiang's smile froze slightly.
"Back to you."
Yang Jian threw the golden business card to him.
"You are unfair and incapable of doing things. I don't think your club will last long. I was a little interested in your little club before, but now I have no interest in this dirty place like yours."
Quite simply, these people are too short-sighted.
He only cares about immediate interests and forgets what he really wants to do.
I have time to sit here drinking, chatting, and bullying newcomers, but I don’t think about how to survive and solve the crisis of my own evil ghost’s resurgence.
Therefore, this club cannot become a climate.
After seeing this, the balance in Yang Jian's heart tipped towards Interpol.
If he had to make a choice, he would choose Interpol.
But the premise is that... Li Gui's recovery can be solved in a way.
Otherwise, join Interpol and continue to perform tasks, and you will die faster.
Wang Xiaoqiang looked at the business card on the ground, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
"My original intention of establishing the club is to bring together folk ghost masters to develop and grow together. We can make money together and face difficulties together. We can help each other and hold them hostage. The intention is very good. Please give me a thumbs up for this. Don’t get me wrong, personal friction and misunderstanding cannot affect the reputation of the entire club.”
"You mean the club won't tolerate anyone saying a bad word?" Yang Jian said.
"Our club is not that domineering." Wang Xiaoqiang said seriously.
"Since you're not overbearing, don't you mind giving in now? I'm going to discuss business here." Yang Jian pointed to the back.
Um
Wang Xiaoqiang looked back.
But he saw Yan Li coming over with a few people wearing suits and looking like people from the financial world.
The leader was a middle-aged woman wearing a white coat, with a serious and capable face, and behind her were people like accountants and finance people.
"Miss Sun, this is Yang Jian. He has what you need in his hands." Yan Li said as he walked away.
"Hello, Mr. Yang, my name is Sun Lihong, and I am the main person in charge of this private acquisition project." The middle-aged woman named Sun Lihong said.
"Yang Jian." He also introduced himself.
Yan Li looked at Ye Jun's body, which was twisting beside him, and his expression changed slightly: "Did something happen here when I left just now?"
"It's nothing. This friend named Ye Jun was drunk and stumbled on his back foot and fell. I guess he couldn't keep up with nutrition and was not in good health. He accidentally fell like this. It looked a bit scary to me. , I dare not help him, for fear of being blackmailed." Yang Jian said.
"That was really careless. Did you call an ambulance?" Yan Li said.
Yang Jian said: "It looks like nothing is wrong. It's just a bit of a skin injury. Just put a band-aid on it and it'll be fine. There's no need to call an ambulance."
"Then I'll be relieved." Yan Li breathed a sigh of relief.
"..."
Sun Lihong on the side looked at the firearms on the coffee table and the stick stained with flesh.
No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like someone else fell down.
And... not even dead in this case.
The Ghost Controllers are indeed a group of evil spirits, and spending more than a quarter of an hour with these people makes people feel creepy.
Although she felt disgust and fear in her heart, she didn't show the slightest expression.