Mysterious recovery

His head gurgled and fell to the ground. It was the previous captain named Kong Feng.

At this moment, Daisy ran for her life like other team members.

She was out of breath, fear written all over her face.

This task should not be accepted at all. This person is simply a devil in human skin. Anyone who faces him will feel desperate.

The captain is dead, and everyone else is pretty much dead as well.

Daisy felt that she was only alive temporarily, but the devil hadn't set her sights on her.

"Beautiful foreign woman with big breasts, can you stop running? I have a headache dangling around." Just when she thought she had run far enough, a person in front of her suddenly appeared there.

The moment she saw Yang Jian, Daisy felt that she was finished.

"For the sake of your beautiful head, I let you commit suicide. It would be a waste if I took it off." Although Yang Jian had a smile on his lips, his eyes were full of indifference and coldness.

"If you let me go, maybe I can sleep with you." Daisy said immediately.

Yang Jiandao: "That's really a pity, I thought you would choose a smarter way to end your sinful life."

"boom!"

Daisy shot Yang Jian sharply.

"As I said, sneak attack is useless. You can't even find me anywhere, so how can you carry out that three-stage hunting plan?" Yang Jian smiled teasingly and appeared behind her.

A pistol was placed on her back where her heart was.

"As a preferential treatment for beauties, I will give you a whole corpse. This is the custom of our Asians, and you can be regarded as doing as the Romans do."

Gunshots rang out.

Yang Jian turned and left, but this Daisy fell to the ground limply, with blood gushing out, her eyes wide open, looking ahead.

She couldn't believe that she died so easily.

Died at the hands of a little boy under 20 years old.

Yet at this time.

Wang Xiaoqiang walked to the place where the ghost creature appeared before, then opened the suitcase, took out the skinny finger, and stabbed it at the ground.

The pitch-black nails sank into the ground.

Then an incredible scene appeared.

Huang Quan, which had disappeared before everyone's eyes, appeared.

The surrounding red light shrouded a position of 30 meters nearby, and in the middle of the position was Yang Jian, and there were two scattered unkilled fish that slipped through the net in other places like a headless fly.

"Ok?"

Yang Jian's footsteps stopped suddenly, and he turned his head to look in the direction from which the abnormal movement came.

He saw Wang Xiaoqiang looking here with a cold face, and at the same time saw the strange finger under his foot.

That finger seems to be able to directly limit the ghost domain.

Wang Xiaoqiang didn't speak, and immediately grabbed the finger on the ground, and then kept backing away.

This finger was like a nail nailed to Huang Quan, and with the non-stop hind legs, Huang Quan was pulled over.

Like a stretched red thread.

As the distance continued to increase, the scope of Yang Jian's ghost domain was rapidly shrinking.

"court death."

Yang Jian's eyes turned cold, and he immediately appeared in front of Wang Xiaoqiang. No matter what he planned to do, he had to deal with this guy first.

"Friend, don't rush to do it." A man in a windbreaker reached out and stopped him.

There was a somewhat arrogant smile on his face, as if he didn't take Yang Jian seriously.

"A helper?" Yang Jian's expression changed slightly.

He wasn't surprised, but expected it.

Wang Xiaoqiang had fought against him before, and he was not his opponent. If he didn't have helpers, he would die if he found him by himself.

"You should be Ye Feng." Yang Jian looked at the man.

He had already gotten news about him from Wang Yue before.

A very special existence in the Xiaoqiang Club, the only ghost master who has controlled two ghosts.

Chapter 198 Ghost Clothes

"You...are that Ye Feng?" Yang Jian frowned and looked at this person.

The man in front of him was in his late thirties, wearing a coat, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, and with stubble on his chin. He looked very ordinary, even a little decadent, but there was a hint of rebellion in his eyes. Unashamed arrogance.

This kind of look may only be seen on those dignitaries.

But if this Ye Feng has really controlled two ghosts, he does have the capital to be proud.

"Yes, I'm Ye Feng. I met you when I was in the Xiaoqiang Club. You are very nice." Ye Feng smiled softly: "It's a bit youthful and frivolous. To be honest, I admire you a little."

"Under the age of [-], you can survive from supernatural events over and over again. Other ghost masters are far behind you. You have great potential, but it's a pity that you went the wrong way and chose to join Interpol."

Yang Jian said: "So this time Wang Xiaoqiang asked you to deal with me?"

He now understands that the well-arranged assassination plan before is just a foreplay, it is naturally the best if it can be done, and if it can't be successful, this Ye Feng will be the next mover.

"I can't help it. I was entrusted by others, and your chaos has affected the interests of many people. Wang Xiaoqiang has worked hard to run the club for almost a year. Although it is not as good as the internationally renowned clubs, it is still quite good. The last time you did it, it was about to go bankrupt, so it's unreasonable for you to destroy everywhere?" Ye Feng said.

Yang Jiandao: "Someone wants to sit on your head and shit, and you have to lick his ass. If it's a dog, I believe it will be very happy, but if it's a wolf, what do you think will happen?"

Ye Feng smiled: "Society is like this. If you run too fast, you will be pushed down. Otherwise, how can you be worthy of those people who have worked hard for a long time and finally stood on your head to shit? In fact, dogs and wolves are the same. You have to be a dog first, and then you can be a wolf when it's your turn, instead of doing whatever you want, otherwise the world will be messed up?"

"You said, I became a ghost master, and I can control even ghosts. I finally survived three or four supernatural events, but in the end I still have to abide by your shit rules?" Yang Jian mocked and sneered.

"Yes, you can't jump out of this circle." Ye Feng said: "You have only been in Dachang City for more than a month, and you still don't understand how terrifying the world of ghost masters is. Compared with your top ghost masters, you It's still far away, do you think controlling two ghosts is the limit? Do you know how many ghosts the number one ghost master in Asia has controlled?"

Hearing this, Yang Jian's face froze.

Sure enough, the previous conjecture was correct. The ghost master's control of the two ghosts only prolongs the recovery time of the ghost, but if he wants to continue to live, he must find new ghost power to maintain the balance of the ghost in his body.

"Are you saying this to scare me?" Yang Jian said coldly.

"No, you must have the courage to live to this day. I don't need to scare you. I just want to let you know that the sky is high and the earth is strong. Do you think it's great to be an Interpol? That's just a coolie who works hard. There is a lot of room for advancement, but the chances of sacrifice are too great, joining the club, holding together to keep warm, managing one's own power, and being the king is the general trend in the future."

Ye Feng said: "As long as you live long enough, what do you want, money, women, rights... It's just that you are going farther and farther on the road to death."

"So, I'm still willing to give you another chance. As long as you are willing to rejoin the club and compensate the club for a little loss, I don't have to make a move today."

Yang Jian laughed suddenly, looking at him like an idiot.

"Do you think I'm an idiot?"

"What?" The smile on Ye Feng's face gradually froze.

Yang Jiandao: "If you want to fool me, I just surrender and admit defeat. Who do you think you are? You have also controlled two ghosts. If you put them together, how sure are you that you will kill me? Besides, you broke into my territory and killed my friend , and get me a three-stage hunting plan package, and I have to admit defeat to you in the end? What do you think of me, a three-year-old kid?"

"Things like dogs, they used to be licked by others. I don't want to, because I don't know what it means to be young and frivolous. I only know that the winner is king. Kill you, destroy the Xiaoqiang Club, and kill that Zhao Kaiming , Dachang City will be under my control from now on."

As he spoke, there was a faint red light in his eyes, ferocious and strange.

"So there's nothing to talk about? But it doesn't matter, at least your ghost domain is useless during the time you're talking." Ye Feng looked cold.

He and Yang Jian talked so much, not because they really wanted to persuade, but to buy time for Wang Xiaoqiang.

At this moment, the withered finger that Wang Xiaoqiang was holding was already more than 1000 meters away.

With such a long distance, it seemed that Huang Quan was about to separate from Yang Jian's body, and was about to be torn apart by the forceful pull.

However, no.

The withered finger that Wang Xiaoqiang brought could only be pinned to Yang Jian's Huangquan, making it impossible for Huangjian to move easily, and at the same time limiting the range.

"Without the ghost domain, you have forcibly disabled the ability of a ghost, so what if you control the second ghost?" Ye Feng said.

"You think I'm just standing here and talking to you stupidly, without doing anything?" Yang Jian stared at him.

Ye Feng raised his brows, then suddenly realized something, and turned around to drink: "No, Wang Xiaoqiang, be careful, he's rushing at you."

The voice came to Wang Xiaoqiang, who was a thousand meters away, and he was stunned for a moment.

next moment.

The figure of Yang Jian appeared in front of Wang Xiaoqiang. He opened his ghostly eyes and stared coldly at the person in front of him with a faint red light.

"Yang Jian~!" Wang Xiaoqiang looked a little grim.

"After I killed you last time, I actually came back to life. I just don't know if you can still come back to life after you die this time."

"Do you really think I'm that easy to kill?"

After Wang Xiaoqiang finished speaking, his hands forcibly tore off his scalp.

The scarlet flesh turned out, exuding a rotten corpse smell.

At the same time, a strange face appeared in front of him.

A highly decayed dead face.

No, it should be a highly decomposed corpse. This corpse is hidden under Wang Xiaoqiang's skin, like a ghost wearing his human skin.

Under such circumstances, Wang Xiaoqiang is still alive, and has not died from the resuscitation of the ghost.

Does that ghost like to hide in Wang Xiaoqiang's body so much?

Is there some dirty deal with this one person and one ghost?

"Wang Xiaoqiang, stop, do you want to harm me?" Seeing this, Ye Feng shouted again, trying to stop him.

He is sure to deal with Yang Jian alone, but if Wang Xiaoqiang releases the ghost in his body, the situation will be different.

That ghost doesn't distinguish between enemies and friends, who knows if it will help Yang Jian to deal with him.

Wang Xiaoqiang was slightly shocked when he heard Ye Feng's words.

He grabbed his scalp again with both hands, and put it on the rotten human head, not wanting to say bad things about this ghost at this time.

But how could Yang Jian do what he wanted.

Just when Wang Xiaoqiang's scalp was about to cover that rotten face, a black shadow stood in front of him.

It was cold and eerie.

As soon as the ghost appeared, it grabbed Wang Xiaoqiang's scalp, and then pulled it back continuously.

"Damn it, Yang Jian, stop it." Wang Xiaoqiang's face was deformed by the pulling, and he felt that his whole body was about to be torn off.

At this moment, he was angry and furious, and wanted to resist but dared not.

"I think the ghost in your body should come out to breathe." Yang Jian said coldly.

How could he allow Wang Xiaoqiang to make trouble by the side? It was the right choice to deal with this guy first, and then deal with Ye Feng.

Otherwise, it would be very difficult for him to deal with two people alone.

"Ah~!"

Wang Xiaoqiang screamed in pain, he felt the skin on his neck was tearing.

Without bones, he is still not dead as if he is a human skin mask, and he can still feel the pain in his body.

The highly decomposed dead head was exposed again.

This is a ghost about to be released.

"It's useless to shout, I'm going to fix your face today." Yang Jian didn't intend to let Wang Xiaoqiang go.

Pulled by the ghost shadow, the human skin around Wang Xiaoqiang's neck continued to tear, and with his miserable cry, the entire scalp covering the dead man's head, including the entire face, was torn off.

A leather face belonging to Wang Xiaoqiang.

But Yang Jian didn't think this could kill him.

He also took off Wang Xiaoqiang's head last time, but he failed, and later he came back to life.

The only way is to completely destroy Wang Xiaoqiang's leather face.

Can't be fooled.