Chapter Seventy-Two: The Lord of Baihao Mountain

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I thought I had encountered a terrifying supernatural event.

When everyone saw that it was actually a person who came out, they suddenly felt as uncomfortable as if they had eaten a fly.

"With your expression, I know you're disappointed, it's going to be a person, not a ghost."

Yang Jian walked out of the room with a smile on his face.

"Who are you?" Hao Shaowen's face sank slightly, and he immediately asked.

He didn't let his guard down because of Yang Jian, there must be something wrong with the person who came out of the room at this time, because it was indeed checked before, and Yan Li was the only one in the entire rental house.

Yang Jian glanced at it, and then said, "I heard someone trying to kidnap my family outside the door before, and used this as a threat to blackmail and rob me?" I guess I heard that right, yes, it's you, the tallest one. ”

His eyes fell on Hao Shaowen.

"I'm asking you, boy, don't pretend you didn't hear me." After Hao Shaowen finished speaking, he gestured to the person next to him.

Immediately, two adult men walked towards Yang Jian with unkind faces.

Seems ready to get started.

But strange things happened.

The two adult men didn't seem to see Yang Jian in front of them, so they wiped their bodies and continued to walk into the room.

"I'm curious, knowing that there are supernatural events in this world, there are powerful ghosts haunting, and there are ghost handlers who are between humans and ghosts, why do people dare to provoke people like us, friends, don't you mind explaining and explaining?" Yang Jian closed the door with his hand.

The two grown men disappeared into the room without a sound.

There was no movement.

"Huh? I seem to have seen your picture...... Are you the newcomer, Yang Jian? Suddenly, this Hao Shaowen remembered the information on that document.

Isn't the person in front of him a new ghost rider who has had contact with Yan Li?

Yang Jian Road; "I only remember now, your memory is indeed not very good, but continue with the previous question, why do you want to do this?"

"Then you don't need to ask, of course, for the money."

Hao Shaowen sneered: "Before there were no supernatural events in the world, they dared to rob and kill people for money, let alone now, do you know how profitable it is to do our business?" Don't say it's you ghost handlers, even if it's a real ghost, as long as the money is in place, we dare to do it. ”

"One million may be a little less to buy your life, but ten million for a person to commit suicide, there are a lot of people in this world who are willing, don't underestimate the temptation of money."

"You kid is still in his third year of high school, the cruelty of society is not what you can imagine, most normal people will never be able to contact the dark side of the world, so don't blame me for being ruthless, if you want to be obedient, blame Yan Li for not having the ability to keep this huge benefit, of course, you don't have the ability, and it is the stupidest thing for you to take the initiative to come over today."

Yang Jian frowned, looking at Yan Li, who was nailed to the ground covered in blood, to be honest, he felt very uncomfortable.

In particular, these people also hit their own heads.

"Are you provoking me?"

He withdrew his gaze, a crack in the back of his hand, and a scarlet eye was revealed.

"I'm not provoking you, but I'm telling you the young man a fact, I'm going to order that box today, otherwise neither of you two will want to leave here." Hao Shaowen took out a slinger stick from his waist and shook it casually, the stick was extended.

"Cast in gold?" Yang Jian glanced at it.

Hao Shaowen said: "Specifically deal with you ghost handlers, only in this way can we hurt you things that are not human or ghosts." ”

"Gold just can't be affected by the power of the ghosts, aren't you too naΓ―ve to completely restrain the ghost handlers?" Yang Jian said with a little amusement: "Do you really think that if you settle Yan Li, you can settle others?" What do you think of the Ghost Riders? ”

"It seems that the person who doesn't understand the cruelty of this world is not me, but you."

"I don't dare to solve supernatural events to make money, I only dare to rely on my own large number of people, rob with some ugly means, and blackmail people who have finally mastered the ghosts, you guys...... It's worse than a brute. ”

Hao Shaowen said disdainfully: "What we do is this line of work, talk to us about conscience?" Naive. Do it, subdue this guy first. ”

He only spoke for a moment.

The people behind him were naturally already preparing in secret.

The voice fell.

Almost everyone has an extra delicate hand crossbow in their hands.

At about the same time, all the crossbows fired small arrows made of special pieces, each with a golden thread attached to it.

Gold thread is also special, with strong toughness and the characteristics of gold.

As long as the shot is hit, the golden thread is entwined and can even fix a ghost, this is some combat plans researched abroad, which were originally used by some foreign special combat teams to deal with powerful ghosts in the past, but after it spread, it was found that this thing was particularly effective against ghost handlers, and it did not have much effect on ghosts. So this method was learned by people like them.

"Huh~!"

The arrow flew and immediately penetrated into Yang Jian's body.

The barbed arrow pierced into his flesh, causing the gold thread attached to it to tighten immediately.

Six or seven arrows were nailed to his body, and under the condition that all of them were pulled tightly, Yang Jian fell to the ground in an instant.

"With this ability, you dare to run, it's really looking for death."

Hao Shaowen walked over with a cold face, and hit him on the back of the head with a stick in his hand.

The strength is surprisingly great, and there is no room for spare.

Immediately, Yang Jian's head was cracked, blood kept gushing out, and his body twitched and he lost his breath.

"Dead?" Hao Shaowen paused.

This Yan Li is so resistant to beating, why did he die with a stick when he arrived here in Yang Jian?

"No, no, this is not Yang Jian."

Then his eyes flickered, and he saw that it was one of his men who had gone into the room and disappeared lying on the ground.

"When, when did this happen?"

"Bang Bang~!"

Yang Jian sat on the sofa at some point, he applauded and laughed; "Wonderful, it's really wonderful, the operation just now went smoothly, first pretending to delay the time for his subordinates to prepare, and then hit with one hit, and immediately subdued the knife, worthy of being an experienced industry person, I can be regarded as seeing how you deal with ghost riders."

"Well, I wrote it down, I'll be more vigilant in the future."

"What the hell did you do?" Hao Shaowen's face was extremely ugly.

This Yang Jian's powerful ghost ability seems to be a little difficult.

Is it a hallucination?

Or can it change people's thinking?

Or can you find a stand-in?

......

There is so little information that it is impossible to guess.

"Now I don't want to tell you that I have a limited amount of time, three minutes...... You only have three minutes, I have a few questions for you, the answers are good, you can live, and the answers are not good...... Sorry, you can live, but in hell, and don't try to stall for time, when the time comes, I'll choose for you. ”

Yang Jian's face also turned cold, and he saw the ruthlessness of these people.

Killed a man in less than ten seconds.

If it were him, he would have planted it without precautions.

No wonder Yan Li fell into the hands of these people.

The flaws of his ghost blood are too great, and he is very good at dealing with powerful ghosts, but it seems to be useless against people.

However, this world is not only about dealing with ghosts, but also with people.

"Now the countdown begins, the first question ....... By whom are you commanded? Well, it's not right to ask that, as if there is a mastermind behind it, so let's put it this way, whose money is your business profitable? ”

As he spoke, he took out his phone and placed it on the coffee table, which showed a three-minute countdown.

This is the countdown to life set by Yang Jian for these people.