Mysterious resurgence

Beside a highway in a certain state in the United States.

Here stands a road inn, which is very common abroad.

However, due to the supernatural events, there were few vehicles on the road, which also resulted in the hotel's business not being very good. Only a few passing cars were willing to stop and rest a day.

In the evening, the neon sign on the roof of the hotel had already lit up, but at this moment, the sign that lit up for no apparent reason flickered, but soon returned to normal.

But under the setting sun, three vague figures suddenly appeared, but soon the two figures disappeared.

The remaining figure gradually approached and came to the front of the hotel.

"This is the correct address." Wang Yong stopped, looked up, and checked the address again to confirm that it was correct, but at the same time he was secretly shocked.

It had only been a short time before Yang Jian's ghost realm had actually brought him abroad.

"Yang Jian did not directly cover the hotel with the ghost domain, nor did he take action immediately. This was because he was worried about accidentally alerting the other party, so let me confirm the situation first, because even if a ghost controller finds out, I will not be too vigilant. After all, I am not famous in the supernatural circle, and my strength is not top-notch, so I am not a big threat." Wang Yong understood Yang Jian's arrangement in his heart.

soon.

He entered the hotel restaurant.

The layout of the restaurant is very simple, with only a bar and five or six scattered tables, two of which have customers chatting and eating.

"Man, what do you need?" There was a waiter behind the bar, and he greeted with a smile.

Wang Yong walked over and asked directly: "I'm here to find someone. His name is Dyson. I don't know if this is his real name. This is his photo."

As he spoke, he handed over a sketch.

The waiter didn't even look at it and said, "That's a pity. We are prohibited from leaking customer information."

Wang Yong didn't say anything but took out a wad of banknotes and placed them on the bar: "Tell me, these are all yours."

A stack of money, you can tell it is 10,000 yuan without counting it.

"Sir, the guest you are looking for is checking in in room 201. This is the key to the room. If you don't know him, I can show him the way."

The waiter handed over a key enthusiastically, and then quickly collected the thick stack of tips.

No one would dislike a guest who spends so generously.

"Thank you." Wang Yong took the key and turned to leave.

But before he walked out of the door, the guests at the two tables in the living room suddenly stopped talking and communicating, and immediately turned their heads to look at Wang Yong.

"King, I was surprised by your appearance. I didn't expect you to come here so quickly. I thought you would arrive in three to five days." The person who spoke was a foreign woman, her eyes dim and dull. Guang's face was stiff, as if he was controlled by something.

Wang Yong's face moved slightly, and he realized that the guests in front of the table were all Dyson's spies, and they were all affected by his supernatural powers.

"I came here through supernatural means. The new administrator of the ghost post office has taken office, and the terrible mission will start again. We have other plans and hope to gather the fifth floor messengers to do a big thing."

He avoided the serious issue and brought the topic to the ghost post office.

Because this person named Dyson is too cautious, any conversation may arouse the other party's vigilance and precautions, but Wang Yong also understands that after all, the messengers on the fifth floor have abilities and skills.

"Oh my God, has a new administrator come to power?" The foreign woman said in an exaggerated tone: "What do other people want to do? How can I help?"

Wang Yong said: "I have to talk to you personally, otherwise I will not reveal this plan to you, but you have to understand that no matter whether the plan is successful or not, the messengers on the fifth floor will be liquidated. Now I just try to do as much as possible Contact the surviving couriers. If the matter is not too serious, I will not make this trip myself."

After finishing speaking, the guests at the two tables in the dining room fell silent and did not respond. It seemed that the supernatural power controlling them had dissipated.

"Dyson, give me a response, Dyson?" Wang Yong tried to call, but there was still no response.

The waiter behind him disappeared at some point.

"Are you leaving?" Wang Yong frowned deeply.

But soon.

His cell phone suddenly rang again. It was a text message with location information on it.

The position shown in this position is a wasteland near the hotel.

Wang Yong did not hesitate when he saw this and immediately walked in this direction.

Soon, he saw an abandoned RV parked at that location. The RV was dilapidated and seemed uninhabited. But as he got closer, he saw a man in his early forties with messy hair who looked like a homeless man. The foreign man walked down slowly carrying a wine bottle.

"King, I'm sorry. I have to be careful. It's a special period recently. I don't want to be targeted by those people, otherwise I will die miserably."

The foreign man said hello with a smile, then shook the bottle: "Would you like a drink?"

"Dyson?"

Wang Yong looked carefully before he dared to confirm that this was the original messenger from the fifth floor.

He also knew something about Dyson's experience. The Dyson family of three came to China for a trip and accidentally received a letter from a ghost post office and then became a messenger. Because of delivering letters, he could no longer live a normal life. And his wife couldn't bear that kind of life, so she took her daughter back abroad and divorced him.

Wang Yong asked: "Who are they? You are also a ghost controller, who dares to bully you?"

"Who else could it be? Of course they are the bastards from the King's organization. They wanted to invite me to join them, but I refused. I don't want to get involved in those bad things. After all, I am a messenger. I always remember, Then those bastards started treating me as an enemy and hunting me down."

Dyson grinned: "During this period, my parents died, my wife was gone, and even my children were killed. I have been looking for opportunities to take revenge, but the intelligence agents of the King's organization are too powerful. I must You have to be alert at all times.”

"It seems that your life is very bad. Maybe you need a little help." At this time, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

Suddenly a person stood on the roof of the dilapidated RV.

"Damn, when did you show up?"

Dyson was shocked and turned around suddenly. At the same time, his body exuded a strong stench, like a rotting corpse, and a cold supernatural aura emanated.

But when he saw the man standing on the roof of the car, he stopped, and the ferocity on his face turned into shock.

Obviously he recognized Yang Jian.

"Are you Yang?" Dyson asked uncertainly.

"You know me? Very good, it looks like it can save a lot of trouble." Yang Jian's body disappeared from the roof of the car, and then reappeared behind Dyson.

Dyson turned around again, his eyes full of solemnity: "It's not the king who's looking for me, but you? The ghost post office thing is purely a scam, a lie to lure me out."

"I just want to ask you about the king's organization, and I'm not interested in ordinary little things about this organization. I just want to know about the kings in the king's organization. If you can tell me, I will thank you. Yes." Yang Jian said with calm eyes.

"What happens if I refuse?" Dyson asked.

Yang Jian said: "You will die in my hands, and then I will look for the answer from your memory again, but I don't want to do this, because you have a grudge against the King's Organization, and I want to keep you for possible opportunities to cooperate in the future. "

He originally wanted to directly kill people to obtain memories, but now he feels that Dyson can use it.

"You want to kill the king?"

Dyson was not stupid, and immediately understood Yang Jian's intention: "What a crazy guy, but I also have to admire your courage. If you can kill a king before you start the war, it will indeed be an amazing victory. , your country desperately hopes for such a victory to stabilize the situation."

"But you have to understand that behind every king is a big force. It is difficult for you to gain anything by acting alone, because even if you really target a king, you can't do anything. If you do, other kings will rush to support you immediately, and you will die miserably by then."

Dyson took a sip of strong wine and said with a smile: "Unless you can end the battle in a short time, the worst thing is, this is impossible. Maybe you should call a group of good guys to have a better chance. .”

"I only need the king's address, other things have nothing to do with you." Yang Jian said.

He cannot search a large area of ​​​​ghost areas. He must have an address to act accurately, so intelligence is very important.

"King, you should persuade him, this is not a good idea." Dyson said.

"This is a good idea. You have to have some confidence in my captain." Wang Yong said.

Dyson looked at Yang Jian and then at Wang Yong: "I can't tell you. Listen, no matter what plan you have, it has nothing to do with me. Don't drag me into it."

However, he had just finished speaking.

next moment.

The surrounding scenery immediately changed dramatically, and a gloomy will-o'-the-wisp burned, directly engulfing Dyson's location.

The burning pain instantly invaded the whole body.

Dyson's whole body turned into a burning man. He was ignited and screamed miserably.

"The smell of being burned to death by a will-o'-the-wisp is unpleasant. How many minutes can you last? I don't want to say the same thing again." Yang Jian's voice echoed in the sea of ​​fire.

"Stop, stop now, I'm telling you, I'm telling you everything."

Dyson was completely frightened at this moment. He knew that if he continued, he would really be burned alive.

Moreover, this fire can burn one's own bones, and even the supernatural cannot extinguish it.

"You only have one chance, cherish it." Yang Jian took back the ghost realm of the will-o'-the-wisp, and then the will-o'-the-wisp disappeared.

But Dyson's hands, feet, and skin were already charred black, and there were even sporadic flames that had not been extinguished.

"I only know the location of one king. He is in this state, but I am not sure that he is still in his manor at this time. Whether you can meet him depends on your luck." Dyson said, and then immediately put a The new address was revealed to Yang Jian.