Messenger?

Yang Jian got a more critical information from this person's words, they didn't seem to be some scattered people from the people, curious to investigate the supernatural events, but had an identity, a title, and even an organization.

However, from the name Courier, it is known that it is a class that has been eliminated.

It should have been a popular profession in twenty or thirty years, or even thirty or forty years ago, but now that society has developed, messengers have become couriers and gradually disappeared from sight.

"It doesn't matter if I read the letter or not, but I'm interested in it, I need to look at it, and I'll give it back to you if it's okay. Yang Jian said.

Li Yue shook his head and said, "Although I don't know if you are Yang Jian or not, but we can't lose this letter, otherwise we will die a miserable death, I can take it out to you for the time being, it is already very sincere, I hope you don't embarrass us." ”

"You are in the forest of my house, digging and digging, and your deeds are suspicious, I have not embarrassed you, and you are already worthy of you, just because the man next to you pointed a gun at me just now, I have enough reason to kill you all here. Yang Jian's face instantly turned cold, and his eyes were indifferent, without a trace of emotion.

As soon as his words came out, several people around Li Yue instantly became vigilant, and they stared at Yang Jian, as if they were ready to fight back.

Yang Jian glanced at it: "It's not even a ghost rider, it can't withstand my random attack, it's useless to be nervous, it's better to change your attitude, think about how you can make me not make a move, instead of provoking me with my head in water." ”

Is this guy really Yang Jian?

Li Yue's eyes flickered slightly, and he began to gradually become convinced in his heart that he might really be Yang Jian, the person in charge of Dachang City.

Calculating the time should be right, after all, the New Year is over, Yang Jian returned to his hometown for the New Year, and it is possible to appear in this countryside, and the most important thing is the attitude revealed in this person's words and expressions.

simply doesn't take human life seriously, a few of them are like a few ants, they can be pinched to death at will.

Ignoring life? No, I should say that there is no emotion.

This is a characteristic of ghost riders.

"Heh, hehe. ”

Li Yue smiled, his expression froze, scratched his head and said a little apologetically: "I'm really sorry, I didn't know that your forest belonged to your family, I just delivered this letter according to the address, and I didn't want to steal anything, as long as we finish this thing, we will restore this place to its original state, and then leave quietly." ”

"We don't know what's in that digging box. ”

"Letter to me. Yang Jian stretched out his hand and said, "This is the second time I've said this." ”

Li Yue said with a sad face: "Yang Jian, this letter is really useless to you at all, on the contrary, if we lose it, something very unfortunate will happen, not that we don't want to give it to you, but we don't want to lose the letter and die." ”

"What unfortunate happens when you lose a letter? Yang Jian asked, "I'm a little curious. ”

"Demons will come and attack us. ”

A man next to him said in a low voice: "That attack is almost certain death, of course, there are a few messengers who successfully dodged a ghost attack after losing the letter, or after not delivering the letter, but the next time ...... The level of terror has doubled. ”

"Oh, you guys kind of feel like you're cursed by a ghost, doing something weird. Yang Jian immediately became solemn.

He thought of a ghost.

Zhao Kaiming, who once single-handedly caused the starvation of ghosts in Dachang City, Zhao Kaiming, he was doing things for the ghosts, and finally got things out of control, almost killing him, and even almost killing everyone in Dachang City.

Doing things for ghosts, no matter what the process is, the results are very terrible.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian immediately moved to kill people, instead of just scaring and scaring these people like just now.

"Let's just say that, we don't know what we're doing for something, we just know that the letter is coming down, and we're going to send it, and the places where it's sent are very weird and dangerous, and the mortality rate is very large, but there are also a lot of newcomers who join, and you're just afraid that I don't know, two months ago I was also a newcomer who didn't know anything. ”

Li Yue said that he was not in a good mood when he mentioned this matter.

Yang Jian had already come step by step at this moment: "I don't care if you have suffered a curse and been forced, or if you have any unavoidable suffering, I know that you are now controlled by some ghost things, and what you do is likely to cause unimaginable danger outside." ”

"What do you want to do?" the man with the gun suddenly warned.

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to see your letters, and by the way, I will slaughter you all, and it will become a scourge in the future, I have met some people like you, people like you dare to do anything in order to survive, and to some extent they are crazier than me. Yang Jian said with a cold face, and at the same time he slowly took off the glove on his left hand.

A blackened, cold, stiff palm was revealed.

"What are you kidding, saying that if you slaughter us, you will slaughter us? I've put up with you for a long time, don't be too arrogant, who knows if you are really Yang Jian, even if it is really Yang Jian, we are not helpless in the face of people like you, and we can bite off a piece of your meat if we are in a hurry." ”

The slightly emaciated man raised the gun in his hand, gritted his teeth again, and aimed at Yang Jian with some hideousness.

"You talk a lot of nonsense, then kill you first, anyway, if you can't deliver the letter, you'll die, it's better to die in my hands. Yang Jian was expressionless, and he walked towards the person head-on.

Directly ignoring the threat of being pointed at gunpoint.

Now he's useless to himself.

"Not good. Li Yue's face changed in an instant.

He never thought that this Yang Jian would be so decisive, he would come up and kill a few of his own people, and he would not give any room for conversation or communication, so strong that people felt suffocated.

But he didn't have time to persuade yet.

The conflict took place.

"Bang!"

Under the huge pressure, a gunshot rang out, and the man with the weapon gritted his teeth and made the first move, he didn't dare to bet on Yang Jian to strike first, because if it was really the person in charge of Dachang City, Yang Jian would definitely die miserably the moment he made his move.

More unexpectedly.

This shot Yang Jian would not have been affected in any way, but there was a strange extra cut in his chest.

The flesh was torn apart.

A small section of white, bone-like stuff appeared in the wound.

The gun was not a bullet at all, but a human bone, a finger bone to be exact.

Although the power of the gun is not great, because it is a finger bone that shoots out, it seems to carry some kind of supernatural power, which can temporarily repel the ghost.

It's not a supernatural thing, it's a very clever modification technique.

Find ways to use some weird things and become a weapon.

It's rough, but it's effective.

"This is your method of fighting the supernatural?A small piece of dead man's bone?" Yang Jian took out the finger bone with an expressionless face, and then pinched it hard.

The bones shattered.

The remaining supernatural power is not enough to fight it.

Moreover, the wound on Yang Jian's chest is also recovering rapidly, and there is a cold black shadow in the broken place, like a ghost hiding under the chest cavity, sewing up the wound for it.

"What?"

This scene seemed to have caused a great shock to these people, and their eyes widened and they felt an inexplicable horror.

A shot that can repel the powerful ghost for a short time did not cause any obstacle to Yang Jian, although there was a little wound, but everyone could see that the wound was not important at all.

The man who fired the shot was also stunned at the moment.

He even wondered if he had really hit Yang Jian at the moment.

But after a brief hesitation, he had already begun to bear the consequences of taking the initiative.

A cold, blackened palm appeared on his shoulder, as if someone had reached out from behind and patted him on the shoulder.

I shuddered and turned my head subconsciously.

But he heard a broken bone sound echoing in his neck, and the man with the gun immediately opened his eyes and died tragically on the spot.

"It's a bit of a trick, but it doesn't make a big difference, if you meet a real ghost, you will still die without resistance, and the curse you suffered has not been able to protect your safety, and it seems that the identity of this messenger is not very good. Yang Jian said coldly.

Killing one person first is just a temptation.

Tempted to see if there was any other means that hadn't been used, but it didn't seem to be at the moment, and the only thing that saved the man's life was the old pistol.

A gun that can use finger bones as bullets.

However, it seems that the number of bullets should not be very large, and this special weird thing is definitely not mass-produced, and only one or two pieces can be made on a small scale.