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The five hundred and ninetieth chapter covers everyone

Leaving the headquarters dormitory building.

Yang Jian was not in a hurry to leave. He was wandering and searching, and finally disappeared on the ground.

He came to a very secret place deep underground.

This is the place where supernatural things are stored. Cao Yanhua brought him here at the beginning, trying to use the things here to convince himself to give up the captain position.

Yang Jian indeed gave up.

So today he came to take away a supernatural thing that should belong to him.

Ghost camera.

Recruiting ghost banner.

Human skin lantern...

Yang Jian passed by many rooms, but he was not interested because he didn't need those things himself.

He headed straight to one of the rooms with shrouds.

This is something I have already booked and selected.

"Just in case, if you can't stop the curse of the music box, this thing can be used for yourself." Yang Jian thought so.

He knew very well how terrible it was to resurrect a ghost after his death. It was far from just pretending to be like this now. He needed something that could handle the funeral after his death. Of course, it might not be used on himself, but also on a certain ghost. In short, he needed it very much.

"Bang!"

Yang Jian directly reached out and smashed a nearby wall.

The specially made doors blocked the coverage of the ghost domain, but the material in the middle of the wall was not so strong and was very weak for him, so he easily opened a hole.

soon.

Yang Jian appeared in the room.

He opened a box inside and looked at it.

The dirty old shroud had a corpse outline printed on it. On the face, a blurred human face could be vaguely seen, which could be seen that the shroud had wrapped a terrible corpse at some time.

After Yang Jian took it away, he left here without looking back.

But just as he left the ground, he was disturbed by a force and the ghost realm was blocked.

An old man, full of wrinkles and age spots, seemed to be dying, stopped him with a crutch.

"Old Qin?" Yang Jian stopped and left without rushing to leave.

He had considered before, invading the headquarters, looking for Liu Xiaoyu, finding out the truth, and forcibly taking away the shroud. This series of actions is likely to alarm a person who should not be alarmed, but he is not afraid, because at this time there is nothing worth fearing.

Mr. Qin's turbid gaze seemed to be able to see Yang Jian through the ghost realm. He rarely spoke. He was like a mascot on weekdays, walking around the headquarters, sitting for a while, and occasionally knocking on a crutch. He didn't see him doing anything else.

However, Yang Jian was very afraid of this centenarian who was almost dying of old age.

This old man has confirmed that he is a ghost-controller who has lived from the Republic of China period to the present, and has completely solved the risk of the resurrection of the evil ghosts. He is still suspected that he has mastered the restart.

That alone, Yang Jian knew that he could not kill him.

However, Old Qin did not seem to have any other actions. He just stopped Yang Jian and stood there motionless, as if thinking, or warning.

Yang Jian stared at him coldly.

He did not retreat. If Old Qin really wanted to take action, he would instantly open the fifth-level ghost domain, even the sixth-level ghost domain, and the seventh-level ghost domain, and kill it at all costs. At this critical moment, if this old man caught him, he would end up miserably.

The curse of the music box cut off all his retreat.

The weird attack in the circle of friends has not yet been discovered.

He had to completely kill his friends and all enemies in the remaining time, and then he could find a solution to the music box curse with confidence.

Until then, all those who blocked themselves were enemies.

Even the old man from the Republic of China period was the same.

Mr. Qin did not take action, but slowly spoke: "I used to hit someone to death when I drove the bus."

"Hmm?" Yang Jian frowned.

He didn't understand the meaning of this old Qin saying.

Mr. Qin suddenly added: "His surname is Yang..."

A bus? Has anyone hit and killed someone? The surname is Yang?

These key information emerged in Yang Jian's mind and finally connected, making him seem to realize something, his eyes suddenly shrank, and he seemed to be very shocked.

Mr. Qin had driven a supernatural bus before? He also hit and killed his father?

His father died in a car accident when he was a child. In the past, the reason why his family was poor was not only because his father died early, but also because the murderer ran away and received compensation. He was not even found the vehicle that caused the accident, which became a unsolved case.

Has it been too much for your association?

Or is this old Qin who has read his files and is preparing some lies to deceive himself? He wants to define himself as Yang Jian’s father-killing enemy and anger himself to do it?

Growing up to now, Yang Jian will not easily believe anyone, nor will he shake his heart easily. Everything he does is just to survive and get better, that's all,

"It's nothing to die. If you can live to my current age, you will understand everything." After Qin said that, he turned around and left with a crutch.

He didn't stop him.

He just said a few strange words and left.

Yang Jian watched him leave coldly, without asking questions or showing up. He is now in the third level of ghost realm, and even suspected that Mr. Qin deliberately deceiving him.

After all, if you are a ghost driver who is suspected to be restarted, you may not be able to invade the third level of ghost domain.

A short moment of encounter.

Yang Jian's vigilance reached the extreme and did not give this Mr. Qin any chance.

After Mr. Qin left, he also left the headquarters and disappeared directly through the ghost realm, silently as if he had never appeared before.

This time, he did not go anywhere else, but went directly to the top floor of Ping'an Building.

There is no secret in the ghost realm.

Yang Jian saw many people in Ping'an Building, including ordinary staff members who were on the first floor of the Ghost Realm and were still unaware of it, as well as ghost drivers who were left in the second floor of the Ghost Realm by him.

Among them are Jiang Shangbai, and a few strange ghost-controllers whom they don’t know, and the other is Fang Shiming.

Yang Jian didn't know him, but he read from the backup information collected by Mr. Fei. Fang Shiming is the boss of Ping An Building and the local helmsman. Jiang Shangbai is just a film and a public figure launched by his circle of friends.

"I suspect I have a ghost domain, I confirm that I have the ghost scissors in my hand, and I have controlled several ghosts... Unknown, I have had a conflict with Ye Zhen from the Dahai City Supernatural Forum."

I recalled the information about Fang Shiming in my mind.

He knows very little, but there are several key information. He has ghost scissors and can fight against Ye Zhen from the front.

Just these two points, Yang Jian did not underestimate him.

"Did the strange attack I suffered before come from the ghost scissors in Fang Shiming's hand?" Yang Jian subconsciously touched his neck.

Although the cursed ringtone of the music box was still echoing in my mind, the previous attack was still full of fear.

"No matter whether it is, I will kill these first. Even if he has ghost scissors, it will not be possible to give him a chance to use them." Yang Jian calculated the next action.

Although the curse made him immortal now, and could even relax the restrictions on evil spirits and exert even more terrifying abilities, this does not mean that he is an unsolvable existence.

now.

The meeting room of the building.

Everyone in the circle of friends was still discussing the topic about Yang Jian.

"Let's retreat. After Yang Jian's death, the evil ghost has now recovered. Not to mention collecting corpses for such a large-scale ghost domain, it's hard to say whether it can be found. Moreover, there is more than one ghost on him. If he really encounters it, he may be able to collect corpses for whom." Someone made a suggestion with a gloomy face.

"I agree. Now the ghost in Yangjian occupies half of the city. If the ghost painting incident breaks out, no one can stand it. I think the headquarters is all hanging this time. There is no need to worry about Cao Yanhua's feelings. Living these days is a skill, so no matter what he does."

"I agree that although Yang Jian's supernatural incident level is not determined, it is probably an S-level one, looking at the scope, so there is no need to fight here and escape first. If it really doesn't work, just go abroad. Don't we have some investments abroad? Although it will damage some things, it will at least avoid a danger."

Several people suggested leaving here to take refuge.

Jiang Shangbai became silent: "You can leave, but I can't leave. I've become the captain. Now I run away, I can't afford the consequences."

"Mr. Fang, let's have an idea. After we make sure, we will leave now. If the people at the headquarters are blocked, we will not be able to leave." Someone urged.

Fang Shiming, who was sitting in the upper position, did not speak, but made him suddenly turn his head and look out the window at this time.

moment.

A red light shone over somewhere in a distance, and it arrived in an instant, covering the entire conference room in an instant.

"Oops."

Everyone's faces were terrifying and felt a sense of danger of being targeted by the evil spirit, but the attack came too terrible and almost no time to react.
Chapter completed!
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