After calming down, Li Yang continued to guard the door.

Ten minutes passed, half an hour passed, and everything seemed to be calm again.

However, the real Yang Jian never appeared.

Yang Jian was trapped.

Trapped in Room 502, he did not die, but he also did not deal with the supernatural being in Room 502.

Everything seems to be at a stalemate.

But outside the post office.

There is a family living in an ordinary residential building in another small city.

This is a family of three, a couple with an eleven or twelve-year-old child.

It is now seven o'clock in the evening. They have just finished dinner and are sitting on the sofa watching TV and discussing some news and gossip.

However, right now.

The lights in the living room flickered a few times, as if there was a bad connection, and then the man in his forties on the sofa realized something and looked out the window suddenly.

There was a city scene outside the window, but in his eyes he could vaguely see a Republic of China building with neon lights flashing in the distance.

The building did not exist in reality, it was like an illusion, and only he could see it.

"The balance on the fifth floor is being broken... Is there really someone who can bring that black letter out?" The man stood up, his face looking particularly ugly.

Then, the man hurriedly picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"I already know that something happened again on the fifth floor of the post office, and this time it's more serious than last time." A gloomy voice came from the phone, also a man.

"what to do?"

"Black letters cannot appear, otherwise our couriers on the fifth floor will be liquidated. There must be a new person on the fifth floor recently, and that new person is not simple. There is nothing else to say. As before, we will join forces to kill him and continue to maintain

The previous arrangement.”

"It's night now, lights out at the post office."

There was silence on the other end of the phone: "Then at six o'clock tomorrow morning, kill the new guy before he knows the function of the black letter, or at the worst, grab the letter."

In a hotel in another city.

A graceful and beautiful woman wearing a red cheongsam was looking up at the flickering lights in the room. Then she also saw outside the glass window of the room, a vague road leading to the post office appeared, but this road then disappeared, and soon

Unstable.

"Should the post office mission begin?" Liu Qingqing fell silent.

She is most worried and the most uneasy thing is going to happen eventually.
Chapter completed!