Mysterious resurgence

"How confident are you in trying to convince me with a humble tape?"

Yang Jian looked at Paul and felt that this crooked idea was a bit naive. Maybe he didn't understand what it meant to eradicate the roots and be ruthless.

Since he has chosen to take action, he will not give up halfway, no matter how great the interests are in front of him, he will not waver.

Unless this Paul is qualified to fight to the death, this is his only chance to resolve the crisis at hand.

But Yang Jian couldn't sense any uncontrollable supernatural occurrence from this tape.

Paul didn't speak. He just looked at the broken tape and listened to the rustling sound. He seemed more confident that he could impress Yang Jian.

"Since you want to play, then I will play with you." Yang Jian had a ghost candle on him, and he had the confidence to continue playing with Paul.

With luck, maybe this guy will kill himself, and there will be no need to waste energy on accompanying him through the procedures.

"Shasha~!"

The sound of reading the tape lasted for about a minute, and suddenly a recorded voice came from inside. It was a man's voice. The voice was hoarse and low, and it didn't seem like a human voice: "I am a missionary. , this is my recording, everyone who listens to this recording will die after the second 'beep' sounds, no matter who you are, you should abide by our rules and meet our conditions, this is not a joke~!"

The sentence was short, and after the self-proclaimed preacher finished speaking, the tape seemed to finish reading, and then there was a beep.

Then all the sounds disappeared again, replaced by another rustling sound of electricity.

"OK, now our lives are controlled by this tape." Paul seemed to have expected this result, with a satisfied smile on his face.

"This is a curse, a curse more vicious than the devil. You can't imagine how terrible this thing is. If you still want to survive, take you and your people and leave here immediately. This will be your last By the way, you should give me my legs back, don’t say you can’t do it, otherwise I will be angry.”

Yang Jian looked at the damaged tape that made a rustling sound, and his eyes moved slightly: "Ability similar to evil ghost curse, similar to the ghost knocking on the door I came into contact with, but the one who recorded this recording claimed to be a missionary The person should be a ghost controller from abroad.”

"The ability is indeed somewhat special, but it is too naive to want to kill me with just one sentence."

Having said that, Yang Jian can be sure that this guy who claims to be a preacher is definitely a powerful ghost controller. Otherwise, it would be impossible to make a tape recording curse by himself.

This is almost like an ability that only a real ghost can possess.

Sure enough, some relatively powerful ghost controllers were born under that kind of environment abroad.

"Mr. Yang, are you listening?" Paul looked at Yang Jian's frowning and thinking look and thought he was scared, so he immediately asked with a smile.

"Sure enough, ignorance is a kind of happiness. If you use this recording to kill ordinary people, you can certainly do it. I have no doubt about this. But if you use this recording to kill a ghost master, do you want to A little too naive? Mr. Paul."

Yang Jian raised his head slightly and looked at him calmly.

It's like watching a clown.

If you are not a ghost controller, you will never understand how big the gap between ghosts is. People like him who perfectly control ghost shadows are not only the best ghost controllers in the world, but they are at least the top ones.

He wanted to kill himself while recording, so the words Yang Jian, a ghost-eyed detective, were too weightless.

"I understand your thoughts. You are indeed different. You made a deal with the devil and gained incredible abilities, but you are still human in essence, right? Simple firearms can take away your lives as long as you add some gold. What's more, Not to mention this kind of curse." Paul said still confidently.

"Our company has hunted down more than ten ghost masters. They are all just like you, crazy, powerful, and unreasonable, but the result? They are still dead. Life is fragile, and I believe you are no exception."

Yang Jian smiled and shook his head: "It seems that you are fascinated by your company's achievements. That's right. With your information, you can only know so much. As you said, the most ordinary ghost controller It is indeed possible to kill with weapons, it is not difficult to do, even if the car is driven faster, it can kill a ghost master."

"However, what you don't know is that there are still some ghost masters in this world who have fallen too deep. Their lives have long been gone. What method do you think can be used to kill a dead person?"

"Originally, you still had a chance to go to jail, but you directly upgraded this case to a supernatural incident. So I'm sorry, I can deal with you directly here."

As he spoke, the ghost eyes on his forehead opened and exposed the flesh.

"How about I send you for a swim? It's a suitable place to be your tomb. It's weird and terrifying. No one can save you, not even Jesus."

An arrogant and ignorant foreigner. If Zhang Hua hadn't been handling the case, Yang Jian wouldn't have been able to waste so many words with this guy.

But it’s okay now.

If the situation escalates, it is in line with the rules for him to take over directly. Even if the matter gets a little bigger, it doesn't matter. The headquarters will wipe his ass for him.

"Hey, wait, you don't care about your own safety, you also have to care about the safety of your colleagues. I understand you Asians. You can't bear the responsibility for mass casualties. This will have a considerable impact on you." Paul Realizing something was wrong with Yang Jian, he immediately reminded him.

"Colleagues? Where are my colleagues here? Do you think you are still sitting in the office now? From the moment I sat on the sofa, it was just you and me here." Yang Jian pointed around.

do not know when.

The surrounding offices have gradually disappeared, and there is a blocked highway below.

On the side of the highway, there is a pond.

The pond is red, as if blood has gathered together, and there are strange figures floating in it.

This is the place where the ghost blood Yanli revives. Yang Jian has long been on guard against this guy's troubles and brought him directly to this strange place, and now they are standing above the pond.

Once this guy has any abnormality, Yang Jian will throw him into this blood pool.

In ghost blood, even ghosts can be suppressed, let alone a mere person.

"Here it is." Paul's face turned pale with fright.

In the blink of an eye, he had already left Dachang City.

when?

When was this done?

"As for your tape? I just want to see the results. Do you think it's really useful?" Yang Jian threw away the pile of fragments.

The tape that was rustling before had no chance to make a second beep. It fell into the red pond at your feet and was immediately caught by a bloody palm inside, and was taken into the depths of the pond.

"Oh, God."

Paul almost jumped when he saw a hand sticking out of the blood.

"Don't be afraid. From now on, you and the thing inside will be friends. Get along well. You will like the enthusiasm of this thing. There is a friend of mine in there. Say hello to me if we meet." Yang Jian calmly said.

"Wait, we can talk again. I can make a deal with you, how about a ghost in exchange for my life?" Paul said in horror.

"Not very good." Yang Jian refused coldly.

Before Paul could continue to add chips, his body lost his balance and fell directly from the air, finally falling into the blood-red pond with a thud.

Bloody palms stretched out from the blood pool, grabbed his neck, tie, hands and feet, and then pulled him down.

Paul just bubbled and sank into the blood, unable to break free and get ashore, even if he could swim.

In the blink of an eye, a living person disappears.

"You're wasting my time and paying for the missionary. Come to Dachang City and I'll kill this guy directly." Yang Jian's eyes were cold. He was not afraid of any missionary.

You can trick that guy to death a dozen times with your own methods.

"Did you hear the conversation just now? He was the one who made the move first. If I hadn't done this, another group of people might have died just now. Enough people have died in Dachang City. While I was in charge, I I don't want this kind of thing to happen." Yang Jian said to the satellite positioning phone.

"It has been recorded and filed. The headquarters definitely has no objection to the way you handled it. Such dangerous elements should be eradicated." Liu Xiaoyu said with a hint of anger in his tone.

Yang Jian said; "That's right, so you should handle some of the follow-up issues and don't let me down."

He took a deep look at the pool of blood at his feet.

He had been observing this place for several days.

The place left behind after Yan Li's ghost blood resuscitates is strange and terrifying, but the degree of harm is limited. As long as no one is allowed to enter or get close to the place, the ghosts here pose little threat to people.

However, several nearby villages seemed to have been relocated for this reason.

But being able to use a piece of land to restrain a revived ghost seemed like an affordable price.

"Yan Li, it would be great if you didn't die." Yang Jian sighed in his heart. He didn't pay much attention to avoid any abnormality, and immediately used the ghost realm to leave.