Mysterious Resurrection: I Don't Have Any Hacks

Chapter 757: Pretending to be awesome fails.

Naturally, Yang Jian would not let go of this person who dared to insult and ridicule him.

The most important thing is that he found that the other party seemed to be very familiar with this place. Yang Jian needed to learn the information here through this person.

In supernatural events, information is very important.

Although the man who came out of Room 11 was a messenger from the Ghost Post Office, he was only a messenger on the first floor, so he was the kind of person who had some knowledge of the supernatural.

In addition, there is no powerful force behind him, so naturally he doesn't know what kind of existence these people in front of him are.

Therefore, after hearing Yang Jian's words, a playful look flashed in this man's eyes;

"Haha, you are young, but you are quite cruel in your words. Where are you hanging out? Your tone doesn't sound like a good person."

The man laughed disdainfully, and then said in a hoarse voice:

"It's a pity that the environment you are in now has changed. No matter how aggressive you are outside, you have to lie down when you come here. Otherwise, you will never survive for a few days."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian's eyes suddenly flashed with excitement.

"I was originally worried about how to get the information here, but now it seems that you should know some of the conditions here. It's just right and saves me a lot of trouble."

After Yang Jian finished speaking, he strode towards the man.

Yang Jian was originally a little uneasy about this mysterious ghost post office, especially when he knew nothing about it.

Now that there is an experience package delivered to his door, Yang Jian is naturally very excited.

However, after being trained by so many events, he has long been able to keep his emotions and anger indistinct, so his face is still calm.

However, Li Yue clearly saw the change in his eyes.

Seeing that Yang Jian was about to take action against the man, Li Yue did not stop him.

If Yang Jian hadn't spoken first just now, it would not have been Yang Jian who took action now, but Li Yue.

And if Li Yue takes action, he won't care whether the other party has any information;

He will teach the other person a lesson as soon as possible, letting that person know that you can eat randomly, but you can't talk randomly.

When the man saw Yang Jian walking towards him with malice, a cold smile flashed on his face;

"What, you want to take action? You don't even want to look where you are. Since you don't want to live anymore, I will show you mercy and send you on your way. You are going to die sooner or later anyway."

As the man spoke, he took out a pistol from his clothes and pointed it directly at Yang Jian.

In a harmonious society, except for those in special professions, people who are targeted by guns will instinctively feel fear.

But Yang Jian, who was pointed at the gun at this time, did not change his expression, and even continued to walk towards the man without any disturbance in his steps.

When Li Yue saw the man taking out a gun and pointing it at Yang Jian, he shook his head with disdain in his eyes.

This thing is naturally a great threat to ordinary people;

But if it is used to deal with ghost masters, it will basically have no effect at all, unless it is a golden pistol, which can still have some effect.

But when it came to Yang Jian, at Li Yue's level, even the golden pistol was already in their sights.

"Damn it, this guy seems to be really not an ordinary person, isn't he even afraid of guns?"

The man with thin cheeks couldn't help but change his face slightly when he saw Yang Jian's reaction.

This is not the first time he has used a gun against other people. When he pointed the gun at ordinary people before, most of them were frightened and froze in place, and some even collapsed on the ground;

Even those who are extremely ferocious will restrain themselves;

But this was the first time Yang Jian encountered this kind of reaction.

"Are you experiencing mental illness? Or are times changing so fast that firearms no longer have any deterrent effect?"

A vague feeling of uneasiness began to appear in the man's heart.

But the next second, his heart was filled with anger.

A mere newcomer actually made him embarrassed here. At this time, he didn't care whether there were other problems and immediately said coldly:

"You are seeking death on your own, so don't blame me."

The next moment, the thin-cheeked man decisively pulled the trigger of the pistol in his hand;

"Bang~!"

The sound of a gunshot suddenly reached everyone's ears. The sound of the gunshot was very loud and began to echo in the silent and strange post office building.

Although the man with the thin cheeks is not a professional gunman, he is not even an amateur.

But this time he was confident in his shooting skills because the distance between Yang Jian and him was very close.

Even if you can't guarantee a headshot, you will never miss a shot.

But the next moment, the face of the man with thin cheeks suddenly changed.

The imagined scene of blood splattering did not appear.

He clearly saw Yang Jian's body swaying slightly, and then Yang Jian appeared in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, his neck was strangled tightly by a black hand.

The palm was stiff and cold, as if it was part of a dead person's body, and its strength was astonishing, pulling him directly off the ground. A living person simply could not do this.

"How can it be"

The man instantly felt like he was suffocating;

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he even vaguely heard the sound of bones breaking.

"You don't even know who we are and you dare to shoot me. You should be lucky. If you hadn't repaid me with some value, I would be a corpse now."

Yang Jian stared at him with his red eyes.

At this time, the thin-faced man knew that he was in trouble this time.

All he could rely on was the gun in his hand, but the other party could ignore the threat of the gun directly, which was not something an ordinary person could do.

But before the man could respond, a huge force threw him out;

In the end, the man's body rolled several times before stopping, and finally fell heavily on the rotten wooden board with his face facing the ground.

After all, the man was just an ordinary person. After such a collision, his nose bled instantly, and even several teeth were broken.

But he was lucky that he didn't faint in the end.

The man groaned, shook his dizzy head, and tried to turn over.

"Sun Rui, keep an eye on this guy."

At this moment, Yang Jian's cold voice came over.

At this time, the man was a little confused, not knowing who he was talking to;

The next moment, a golden cane suddenly pressed against his eye socket, heavy and brutal, as if to crush his eyeballs.

"You'd better lie still. If you struggle again, this thing in my hand will pierce your brain directly."

A sinister and terrifying voice reached the man's ears.

"Apart from the two people before, are there any other newcomers?" The thin-faced man said silently in his heart.

At this time, his face was covered with blood, but he could barely see the person in front of him with his remaining eye.

He clearly saw that Sun Rui was squinting slightly with his cane, his face was sick and numb like a dead person, and he didn't feel like a living person, but a corpse that had been dead for several days.