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Tong Qian is ready to fight to the death.

She knew that it would be difficult for her to get out of here, and she was already thinking about delaying a little time for the survivors to see if they could be lucky enough to wait for help to arrive.

But Yang Jian's sudden appearance made her feel a burst of surprise.

"Are you....... Ghost-eyed detective, Yang Jian? Tong Qian looked at the man in the corner who was holding a candle and had a hideous ghost eye on his forehead.

"Have you seen my file?" Yang Jian didn't think it was strange.

Criminal police files are shared, and each criminal police officer is qualified to access the files of other criminal police officers, with the purpose of understanding each other and checking and balancing each other.

Tong Qiandao; "I've seen the files of several ghost handlers in Dachang City on the way here, including yours, because you're the only ghost rider who has survived the ghost knock incident so far, and you're here to support?"

"It's not that I'm here to support, someone agreed to my conditions and asked me to come here to save people, I think the stupid criminal police who rushed into the ghost domain should be you."

Yang Jian Road; "I saw the previous situation, I didn't want to show my face, let your group of people die in the ghost domain like this, and I will report to Zhao Jianguo after I go back, I believe that no one will find out that I will not be saved when I see death, but your behavior just now seems familiar, I think it is better to pull you."

Tong Qian's self-sacrificing behavior of saving others reminded him of Zhou Zheng.

Yang Jian was willing to show up to help her.

"How can you do that?" Tong Qian said a little angrily.

"Why can't I do this?"

Yang Jian said calmly, and at the same time walked step by step with a candle: "Supernatural events are not something that can be solved by a single hero, anyone who is involved in it will die, including me, I can guarantee that I will not harm people, I can't guarantee to save people, I admit that your behavior just now is very noble, very great, and a heroine." ”

"But what about after that?"

"You're going to die, they're going to die, and there's going to be one more female ghost here, which is the worst."

"Solving supernatural events is a desperate thing in itself, and becoming a criminal police officer requires the awareness of sacrifice at any time." Tong Qian said.

Yang Jian Road; "It's useless for you to tell me, you have to talk to it."

He gestured to the old man knocking on the door.

"Knock, knock!"

The knocking on the door continues, and the survivors are still dying.

At this speed, soon all the people here will die, including Tong Qian.

If a group of people face a ghost knocking on the door, there is randomness, and one person will be randomly selected to die, but the chance of the ghost rider being selected will be very low.

"Okay, don't say it again, save people quickly, if it goes on like this, all the rest of the people will die, let's talk about it when we leave here." Tong Qian said with a look of panic on her face.

"Saving people doesn't rely on the door to laugh, it depends on relationships, look good, learn hard, how do I operate." Yang Jian strode over and spoke.

Tong Qian's face darkened.

This guy even said he was laughing.

However, Yang Jian's words made her a little confused.

Relationship?

What does that mean.

"Grandpa, your own people, don't knock, give me some face, let these people go." Yang Jian walked to the glass door with the ghost candle in his hand and spoke.

The ghost fire on the ghost candle emitted a turquoise glow.

Envelop the distance of about three meters around.

As the candlelight approached the old man, the stiff and thin palm stopped knocking on the door again, and the stiff body slowly retreated.

This ghost was forced back by the candlelight.

"Is that okay?"

Tong Qian's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief.

This ghost is Yang Jian's dead grandfather? Really rely on relationships to make that ghost not hurt himself?

No, it's not.

It's the candle.

Tong Qian's gaze stayed on the scarlet candle again.

The eerie candlelight flickered in the darkness, as if the shadows of countless evil spirits were reflected.

"Professor Bruspie's stuff is quite effective, and even the knocker has been forced back, but the candle burns faster." Yang Jian looked at the ghost candle in his hand.

When I lit the ghost candle before, it seemed that it couldn't be burned out of anything, and there was no movement at all, but now.

He saw that the candle was clearly burning and decreasing, and the closer he got to the old man, the faster it burned.

"One minute, I'll only give you one minute to get out of here, this is my limit, how many people I can save depends on you." Yang Jian turned his head and said: "The door is over there, where I appeared before, many things in the ghost domain have changed, and what I see with my eyes may not be true." ”

"I see."

Tong Qian seized this safe period and immediately shouted; "If you want to live, follow me, the exit is here."

But there are many people who have a nervous breakdown among the survivors, and I don't know how much they can listen to Tong Qian's words, and how many people will follow the instructions.

But Yang Jian doesn't care about all this.

He looked at the old man standing outside the candle flame in the shadows, his eyes solemn.

It's the second time I've seen this old man again.

Seeing it again, it still feels so creepy, but there is a deep hostility towards this ghost Yang, and it can even be said to be hatred.

It killed too many of its classmates and almost killed itself.

"How the hell are we going to lock you up this old thing?" Yang Jian muttered.

"It doesn't matter, there will be opportunities in the future, as long as I remain vigilant in the case of the ghost domain, it is impossible to die in your hands, and you are a double-edged sword for me, and I will use you in the future."

"It's almost time, grandpa, goodbye."

He looked at the time on his phone, and a minute or more than a dozen seconds had passed.

It's a timeout.

Without hesitation, he turned to leave with the ghost candle in his hand.

Just as he turned to leave, the candlelight receded.

The old man came again.

"Don't huddle here, get up, get out of here with me."

"Don't cry, it'll be too late if you don't leave."

"What are you doing lying on the ground, don't you get up quickly."

Tong Qian's heart was extremely anxious.

Terror struck, and the psychological quality of these people living in the city was so poor that they either collapsed and screamed, or curled up in the corner and shivered, and some were so frightened that they collapsed on the ground.

"Yang Jian, wait a little longer, wait a little longer, there are still people who haven't followed." She hurriedly shouted when she saw Yang Jian holding up the candle and preparing to leave.

"No problem, I'll go out and wait for you." Yang Jian readily agreed.

Tong Qian was angry and anxious.

If you are gone, they will be lost again in the ghost realm, and they will surely die when the time comes.

"Are you going to stay with them?" Yang Jian asked again.

Tong Qian urged several more times, and only two or three people barely stood up, but there were still many people who couldn't take care of them all.

Seeing that the green candle flame was getting farther and farther away, it seemed that it was impossible for Yang Jian to stay for these survivors for a while.

Once he leaves, not only the remaining survivors, but also her will die here.

"If you don't leave, you'll all die, you can watch it." Tong Qian shouted angrily, then turned around and left, pulling a few survivors to follow quickly.

As soon as the person leaves.

The candlelight is gone.

Darkness struck again, enveloping the place.

The knock on the door echoed through the store again, and the crying and screaming gradually became rarer, and finally disappeared completely, and everything returned to a deathly tranquility.

Finally, the knock on the door was gone.

The old man outside the door, shrouded in darkness, also turned and slowly left.

However, the ghost realm is still there.

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