Mysterious Resurrection: I Don't Have Any Hacks

After using the supernatural power to freeze Wang Shan who had spoken, Liu Qingqing looked at Yang Jian again;

"Do you really want to protect him?"

The more Liu Qingqing thought about it, the more unwilling she felt, and then she couldn't help but question.

"It's none of your business what I want to do." Yang Jian was unmoved by this:

"Why, I don't agree with you to attack him, do you still want to fight me? Liu Qingqing."

Yang Jian's tone was a little cold.

Looking at Liu Qingqing who was full of unwillingness in his eyes, Yang Jian still stepped on Qu Hongtao on the ground.

But he held the cracked spear in his hand, tilted his body slightly, and was ready to attack.

"But look at me, he just attacked me."

Liu Qingqing pointed at his deflated head and said.

"Don't think you can throw a tantrum here just because you've been attacked a little. Don't blame others if you don't have the ability."

Yang Jian didn't even look at him, and said coldly:

"When we fought against the evil spirits and suffered damage, we didn't blame anyone."

People who don't know him will naturally think that Yang Jian is arrogant when they see him like this.

But if you know his strength, you will understand that Yang Jian's attitude is already very low-key and restrained.

Liu Qingqing looked at Yang Jian with a firm attitude and suddenly fell silent.

She just couldn't stand herself turning into such a ghost. Her beautiful head was deformed by a wooden hammer, but she didn't lose her mind because of it.

So although she was very angry in her heart, she could only swallow this breath.

She didn't dare to challenge Yang Jian's bottom line.

Once they really broke up and started fighting.

She would definitely be killed on the spot.

There is no other possibility.

As a messenger who mixed into the supernatural circle, Liu Qingqing knew more about Yang Jian's intelligence information.

Yang Jian had a brilliant record in the supernatural circle.

Many people who were stronger than him were killed by Yang Jian himself.

Not to mention a ghost rider of his level.

After seeing that Liu Qingqing did not show up again, Yang Jian nodded with satisfaction.

Then Yang Jian looked at Qu Hongtao on the ground:

"Now it's time to talk about business. You get out of here and call the people in the closet out."

As soon as the voice fell, Yang Jian kicked Qu Hongtao directly.

This kick was very powerful.

The messenger named Qu Hongtao was kicked up and fell heavily on the closet.

"You" Qu Hongtao gritted his teeth and groaned;

He stared at Yang Jian, as if he wanted to retaliate and resist.

But considering his own situation and the situation in the room, Qu Hongtao did not dare to mess around;

He slowly got up from the ground and then went back into the closet without looking back.

The closet was very large. After Qu Hongtao went in, it seemed as if he had disappeared, and there was no trace of a person.

But Yang Jian was not in a hurry.

Nor was he afraid that Qu Hongtao would play any tricks.

Yang Jian was confident that even if the messenger hiding in the closet had some ideas, he could suppress them all.

However, the crowd did not wait too long, and there was movement in the closet again.

The clothes hanging inside began to shake, and then several figures came out.

Including Qu Hongtao, there were exactly three people.

"Interesting, I didn't expect that there was a messenger as capable as you on the fourth floor. My name is Wang Feng. What happened just now was just a misunderstanding. How about reconciliation?"

When the three of them came out, a man in his thirties with a slightly haggard face said with a smile.

Just now, after Qu Hongtao returned to the closet, the three of them had a brief exchange and roughly knew the situation outside.

Wang Feng's eyes first swept around the room, and finally locked on Yang Jian.

According to Qu Hongtao's description, the man holding the golden spear seemed to be the leader.

The most important thing is that the strength of this person seems to be terrible in Qu Hongtao's description.

That's why Wang Feng took the initiative to propose reconciliation as soon as he came out.

Faced with Wang Feng's initiative to make peace, Yang Jian said nothing, just looked at him quietly.

And Wang Feng also kept smiling.

But as time passed, the smile on Wang Feng's face gradually began to stiffen.

Just when he was about to give up, Yang Jian suddenly said:

"The wooden hammer in your hand is very special."

Wang Feng was stunned at first, but then nodded and said:

"You said this? It's really special."

While speaking, Wang Feng raised one hand.

At this time, he was holding a blood-stained wooden hammer in his hand, and the wooden hammer was emitting a strange breath.

It was the wooden hammer used to attack Liu Qingqing before.

Seeing this thing, Liu Qingqing's expression suddenly became gloomy, and her eyes looking at Wang Feng also became cold.

But before she could speak, Yang Jian spoke first:

"I want it."

As soon as these words came out, Wang Feng was stunned.

At this moment, his eyes were full of confusion.

It seemed that he did not hear Yang Jian's words clearly, or maybe he heard them clearly, but he was unwilling to believe them.

Yang Jian did not care about Wang Feng's reaction. After he finished speaking, he immediately took action and tried to snatch the mallet from Wang Feng's hand.

Seeing Yang Jian's actions, Qu Hongtao next to him immediately dodged his eyes, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he held back.

When Wang Feng saw Yang Jian's actions, he immediately reacted.

Looking at Yang Jian who was already in front of him, the smile on Wang Feng's face had disappeared, and his eyes became cold:

"Friend, you are too impulsive."

At this time, Yang Jian did not restrain himself at all.

Instead, he stretched out his dark ghost hand and snatched the wooden hammer in Wang Feng's hand.

Seeing this, Wang Feng's face suddenly turned black.

He didn't say anything, and directly picked up the wooden hammer in his hand and hammered it at the black palm that Yang Jian stretched out.

The ghost hand felt numb instantly after being hit.

And it was not just the ghost hand, Yang Jian even felt that almost half of his body seemed to have lost consciousness.

A strange color flashed in Yang Jian's eyes.

Although the ghost hand controlled by Yang Jian was not very scary at the beginning, after various coincidences, the ghost hand merged with some of the ghost's spiritual power;

The ghost hand is now a very scary existence.

In addition, now that Yang Jian has become an alien, the horror of the ghost hand has also risen.

But after being hit, he still felt numb.

Even Yang Jian's body was greatly affected.

This shows that the mallet in Wang Feng's hand is indeed not simple.

But it is precisely because of this that Yang Jian is even more reluctant to give up the mallet.

"You dare to resist, you really don't know how to live or die."

Although the ghost hand was temporarily unusable after being attacked by the mallet, Yang Jian's other hand was not affected.

Yang Jian's remaining hand was holding a golden spear and chopped directly at Wang Feng.

Wang Feng was very confident in the power of the mallet in his hand.

In his opinion, since Yang Jian was hit by the mallet, he basically had no ability to resist.

So he was a little relaxed at this time.

But he didn't expect that although Yang Jian's ghost hand was affected, he could still fight back.

Facing Yang Jian's attack, Wang Feng was not prepared, so he was a little evasive;

The final result was that a large piece of his arm was cut off, blood was dripping, and the bones were exposed.

This hatchet is really sharp.

If Wang Feng had not instinctively turned his body to the side, his head would have been chopped off by now.