In the empty basketball hall, He Chuan's voice was not very loud, but it suddenly grabbed everyone's hearts.

Ye Feng and the others also looked at Luo Yan faintly, their eyes full of exploration and doubt.

This guy came with Yang Jian, I've never seen it before, could it be a relation?

Wang Xiaoming looked at everyone calmly and explained: "Luo Yan is the person in charge of Zhongxi City, and he just solved an A-level incident on his own yesterday, and he is currently on the verge of recovering from the ghosts, and he can no longer use his ability. ”

"Once he participates in the operation, he will only die faster than any of you, and if he is not imprisoned in time, it will definitely cause a horror that is not weaker than an A-class incident."

"So, he can't take part in the action."

Everyone was amazed by this explanation.

Solved an A-level incident alone, this guy looked at Wen Wen quietly, he didn't expect it to be so powerful.

But it's about to revive the ghost, and if you can't use your ability, it's just a bug that can be pinched to death at will.

Contempt rose in the hearts of Ye Feng and the others, and they didn't care so much about Luo Yan's lack of participation in the action.

But He Chuan's eyes lit up, and the suppressed madness was like a beast, faintly trying to break free from the cage.

"Isn't this just a piece of rubbish! After all this, I still came to the meeting, and my face was really big enough! ”

"Everyone must know my situation, and it's not far from the revival of the ghost, since he doesn't participate in the action, then I also apply not to participate in the action."

Wang Xiaoming's expression was cold, what he hated the most was this kind of guy who didn't act according to the plan and didn't know the height of the sky.

Yang Jian shouted directly: "With your dragon face, you are also worthy!?" ”

But as he spoke, the unkindness in He Chuan's eyes became a little thicker.

The two of them really have a great relationship, I can't move Yang Jian, can't I still move a waste?

Suddenly, a cold voice came into everyone's ears, and the bone spine was faintly cold.

"Waste? Aren't you a waste if you don't get involved? Luo Yan stared at He Chuan coldly.

Not to be outdone, He Chuan said: "What's wrong with waste, if you can hide behind everyone and survive as a waste, then I really want to be a waste!" ”

"Could it be that you're obviously a waste guy, and you don't want to admit that you're a waste?"

"Huh."

Luo Yan chuckled, his smile was as warm and sunny as a brother next door against the contrast of his pale cheeks, but his eyes were extremely cold.

"What I hate the most is that people call me a waste!"

Suddenly, the gray mist in the monocle shook for a while, outlining a strange eye in an instant.

He Chuan stared at him coldly, and instantly met his strange eyes.

In an instant, the eyes of the two of them flashed sluggishly, and their minds fell into a drowsy.

......

He Chuan's memory three days ago.

He was so drunk that he was lying on the floor of the magnificent hall of the villa, drunk.

The feeling of the ghost's resurgence had become stronger and stronger, and he could even clearly feel that there was an extra voice in his consciousness, eroding him all the time.

But he had no choice but to numb himself with alcohol to alleviate his increasingly intense death irritability.

Suddenly, a figure walked up to him, dressed in the clothes of a servant, very familiar.

But the next moment, a wine bottle smashed He Chuan's head, and the glass splashed in all directions, bursting with bright red blood.

"The guy who only knows how to get drunk and dream of death to escape reality is really a waste!"

Luo Yan looked at He Chuan coldly, clenched the debris that was only left in the mouth of the bottle, and stabbed into the other party's chest.

"Waste... Rubbish? ”

"It's not a dream, you're Luo Yan!?"

He Chuan's anesthetized brain suddenly came back to his senses, but unfortunately, Luo Yan completely occupied the right time and place.

His fate is only death!

The sharp mouth of the bottle kept piercing, and He Chuan didn't even have time to resist, he lost consciousness in the drowsy drunkenness and pain.

Subsequently, there was death again and again, and He Chuan was only confused.

In the basketball hall, in just three seconds, Luo Yan's eyes regained their brightness.

But on the other side, He Chuan, a gray mist quietly rose in his eyes, completely encroaching on everything.

All that is left is dead silence and emptiness.

Whew, I'm a little impulsive...

Luo Yan had calmed down his inner turmoil in several killings, but words like waste or disability were almost his scales.

In the face of the supernatural, he can be fearless.

But once such words are used on him, he will inevitably think of the gray years in his memory, and his heart will become extremely sensitive and easy to lose control.

Fortunately, the ability to use monocles does not irritate the resuscitation of ghost bones.

The suppression of the ghost bone only works when he reads the memory, preventing it from being eroded by the memory and causing an impact.

And just by using the ability to erase his memory, he only needs to bear the side effects of failure, and has no connection with the ghost bones at all.

At this time, everyone in the conference hall noticed something unusual.

Why did the two of them, who had just been tense, suddenly die down and have no movement?

However, most of them noticed the strangeness of the monocle, and it was instantly certain that it was a supernatural object.

What is the effect of the strange eyes condensed by the gray mist?

"Good means, worthy of being a ghost rider who can solve A-class incidents alone."

Wang Xiaoming's voice broke the silence, and those eyes flashed with brilliance, as if he was extremely interested in Luo Yansheng.

Yang Jian silently glanced at He Chuan, who was glazed over, his intuition of the supernatural was extremely keen, and he was faintly aware of something.

At this time, Ye Feng also noticed He Chuan's abnormality, and reached out to pat him: "Hey, why are you stunned?" ”

Unexpectedly, with his beat, He Chuan's body collapsed, and he leaned over and lay directly on the table.

The dull impact was like a corpse, and the entire upper body was firmly in contact with the table.

Die.. He's dead!?

Ye Feng was startled in an instant, his pupils dilated, and he stood up suddenly, away from He Chuan.

Once the ghost rider dies, the revival of the ghost will begin!

Zhang Han and the others were not stupid, they all quickly got up and ran quickly into the distance.

Wang Xiaoming hurriedly shouted: "Calm down, He Chuan is not dead!" ”

After drinking this, Ye Feng and the others stopped, turned around, and found that only Luo Yan, Yang Jian, and Wang Xiaoming were sitting firmly in their positions.

No, there is Sun Yi.

But in fact, he was just too scared, and the muscles in his legs twitched violently, which directly led to cramps!

I can't run if I want to, and my face is extremely ugly.

Although Ye Feng and Zhang Han stopped, they still hesitated, only Zhao Kaiming, as the person in charge, was very convinced by Wang Xiaoming's words and walked back silently.

He examined it carefully, and then said, "It's really not dead, it's still breathing, and the heartbeat is normal." ”

"But this look is a bit like a vegetative person, physically alive, but mentally dead."

Pulling He Chuan's eyelids and looking at it, Zhao Kaiming gave a conclusion.

But everyone was shocked, and suddenly remembered the strange eyes they had just seen.

At this time, everyone's eyes quietly fell on Luo Yan.

He had a sunny smile on his face, and a thin gray mist drifted through his monocle.

Cold white cheeks, with that gray hair.

It's full of weirdness and evil.