Mysterious recovery

And this Yang Jian also promised to settle down, and it was a huge sum of money. Although Liu Ziwen said that the money was not important to the messenger on the fifth floor, this was just lip service. In fact, the money was really important. It's so important that someone should work hard for this Yang Jian.

Hope, benefits, Yang Jian gave them all.

Wang Yong believes that he is not the only one who is secretly tempted. The only thing he worries about is whether this Yang Jian is worth betting on it.

"At this time, there is no need to look at others. You are not too young, and you all have your own ability to think and judge, so you should make your own decisions." Yang Jian said coldly.

However, after a brief silence, no one publicly agreed to support Yang Jian.

Although some people were tempted, they were only tempted. After all, although what Yang Jian said was very good, no one dared to believe it easily, and these words could not break the tacit understanding between the messengers on the fifth floor for more than ten years.

After all, there is a price to be paid for breaking the tacit understanding.

Once the team is wrong, it will definitely be liquidated afterwards.

And most importantly.

Right now it's [-] vs [-], no matter how you look at it, the odds of winning on my side are better.

In addition, some people are right, Yang Jian's words may be to divide everyone and make everyone mess up.

"You send the black letter back to room 502 first, and then we will arrange a time and place to talk outside the post office. If you can really come up with a family allowance of [-] million per person, we can consider your request."

Wang Yong opened his mouth and said a way to get the best of both worlds.

The others nodded when they heard the words, and did not say much, acquiescing to Wang Yong's approach.

After all, one more choice is also a good thing.

It would be reckless to make a decision now.

Yang Jian smiled at this time, his smile was very cold, he raised the spear in his hand and dropped it heavily, making a loud noise, which shattered the floor on the ground: "I think you haven't figured out a fact, I'm not begging you , but to give you a chance, you have no room for bargaining."

"The opportunity is given, if you don't seize it, then you will all die here today."

"It's understandable for young people to have a temper, but can't you weigh yourself when you say this? The water on the fifth floor is very deep. It's not something you, a newcomer from the fourth floor, can understand. It's best for us old people It's better to show some respect, otherwise you will die miserably."

It was the middle-aged woman who spoke. Although she looked earnest, she was actually very strong and gave off an aggressive feeling.

Yang Jian didn't start a conversation, but said: "Since no one is willing to seize this opportunity, I won't persuade you much. Now I want to know how much supernatural power you can use now? After more than ten years, can you still use it?" How long?"

"Don't worry, it's okay to kill you." Another messenger said.

"Then don't talk about it, let's do it, kill me, I believe you can take it back, if I knew it was such a result, I should have sneaked up on you before so that you couldn't make it to the fifth floor alive, now I will make up for myself This mistake is not too late." Yang Jian said indifferently.

He didn't make a move first, just thinking about whether he could win over a few messengers from the fifth floor.

Although the messenger on the fifth floor should be killed without fault, but from the overall perspective, he needs some talents who can deal with supernatural events, not for himself, but also for the future.

The six messengers were shocked when they heard the words, they looked at each other, and immediately made up their minds.

Do it!

Kill the new guy and leave the fifth floor of the post office as usual.

laugh!laugh!

next moment.

The lights on the fifth floor of the post office flickered strangely. It was clearly daytime, but the surrounding light seemed to disappear, and it was rapidly dimming. Even if the lights in the post office were still on, there was no way to stop the erosion of this darkness.

and many more.

It's not black.

Instead, the eyes seem to be covered by something, and they are gradually losing light.

As the light got darker, Yang Jian saw a blurry outline in front of his eyes, like a child's finger. The finger was shaking in front of his eyes, trying to cover his eyes.

"Have you already prepared to do something? Just saw one of my ghost eyes and immediately countermeasures, trying to cover my ghost eyes with a ghost, all of this is because they don't know about ghosts. under the condition of eyesight."

"It seems that the messenger on the fifth floor is not bad."

Li Gui covered his eyes, but he couldn't cover all of Yang Jian's eyes, because he had more than one ghost eye, and a ghost could only cover two ghost eyes at most.

The lack of sight of the two ghost eyes means that the ghost eyes are suppressed.

But it doesn't stop there.

The entire hall of the post office on the fifth floor began to distort and shake at this moment, and the light was changing. The bodies of the people in the hall were sometimes elongated, sometimes shortened, and sometimes tilted... A supernatural force interfered with everything here, forming ghosts. area.

"Don't give him a chance, kill him in one go, this man is more powerful than imagined, and I can't affect his body." The middle-aged woman hurriedly said, her body was not disturbed at all.

Because she is the one who uses Ghost Domain.

"Wang Xiuying." The man in the driver's suit said.

This middle-aged woman named Wang Xiuying understood immediately.

The hall was distorted, and the body of the man who ran the driver was also distorted. His position was changing, and he was distorted with Yang Jian's position, and they were very close to each other all of a sudden.

It's like teleporting instantly in the ghost domain.

It's just a little more special this way.

A sharp knife appeared in the hand of the man wearing the driver's clothes. It was a fruit knife, not big, but it was stained with blood, like a murder weapon.

next moment.

The bloody fruit knife stabbed into Yang Jian's body.

Then quickly pull it out.

The twisted place recovered, and even though the man who ran the driver did not move, he was already far away from Yang Jian's side.

The wound that was stabbed was bleeding continuously and could not heal. At the same time, starting from the vicinity of the wound, the surrounding flesh and blood began to become ashes, cold, and lose vitality, as if suffering some kind of erosion. turned into a corpse.

The blood-stained fruit knife is obviously a supernatural weapon.

Not to mention being stabbed by a living person, even if the skin is cut a little, the blood will not stop, and then die quickly, turning into a corpse, even a ghost will be affected.

Ghosts cover their eyes.

Bloody knife.

Twisted Hall.

The three messengers made a move, and although the remaining three had a tendency to do it, they stopped when they saw that things were going well.

"He's dead." Liu Ziwen, who was wearing a suit, adjusted his glasses and said.

"Don't be too happy, there seems to be something wrong with him, and he hasn't moved." Wang Yong said.

"Can't move, the ghost covers his eyes, not only his sight is blocked, but his body's perception will also be blocked, that is to say, before he realizes the danger, he is already dead."

Liu Ziwen said: "Maybe he is capable and capable, but when we talked before, I was already ready to do it. What I was waiting for was this moment. He has little experience and is a bit pretentious, but that's good too. Work hard on me."

Wang Yong didn't speak, he was still uneasy.

If this rookie is really so easy to kill, then how did Zhao Feng stumble?

"Let me just say, this young man is not very capable, and his tone is quite crazy. He was stabbed and will die soon." The middle-aged woman named Wang Xiuying snorted.

"This is the end?"

There were also messengers who felt a little too relaxed, and instead felt worried. They would not let down their vigilance until they were sure that Yang Jian was really dead.

"Pfft!"

next moment.

Yang Jian, who stood motionless on the spot, lost his breath of life, and fell to the ground as a cold corpse.

However, after falling to the ground, an incredible thing happened.

The person who fell on the ground changed his appearance in the blink of an eye. It was not the newcomer named Yang Jian, but a middle-aged man wearing an apron with a shapeless figure.

That is... Zhao Feng?

Zhao Feng's body was still bleeding, and his body was ashes, obviously he had just died not long ago.

The appearance of this scene made all the messengers' eyelids twitch and their hearts suddenly shrank.

If the Yang Jian just now was Zhao Feng, then who is the corpse of Zhao Feng next to everyone?

"Damn it, we've been tricked..." A messenger yelled, but the words stopped abruptly.

A blackened hand grabbed his neck.

The ghost hand has the characteristics of suppressing a fierce ghost. The messenger was unable to struggle and resist, but with a click sound, his neck was easily twisted, and his body twitched a few times before hanging down limply.

Behind.

A figure gradually appeared.

The first thing I saw was a pair of scarlet eyes, emitting a strange red light.

"you……"

Wang Xiuying turned her head abruptly, distorting everything around her, but she had just done so when suddenly a huge gash was torn open in her neck, blood splashed, and then her head seemed to be cut off by something, and she rolled to the ground.

"Why, how could this be?"

Her consciousness is still alive, and she can't believe why she is still being attacked even though she is so far away from that Yang Jian.

"Wang Xiuying." The man driving the car became angry at this time. The flesh on his face fell off in pieces, and the exposed parts were rotten and smelly. His body quickly changed from the state of a living person to the state of a ghost. .

He remained conscious and briefly turned into a ghost.

Holding a sharp knife.

At this moment, he is dangerous and terrifying, unable to be killed, and can easily kill others.

The man in the driver's clothes came striding forward, intending to attack Yang Jian.

fierce.

Zhao Feng, who was lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes and woke up, but the eyes were no longer Zhao Feng, but a strange person, as if he had received an order, he rushed towards the substitute driving man, his hands rusted. At this moment, the stained iron hook made a move, hooked directly into his flesh and blood and pulled it out forcefully.

"what!"

A shrill scream came from the mouth of the man wearing the driver's clothes. His figure shook, as if he had been split in two, and the part that belonged to the living person was hooked out of his body by the rusty iron hook. outside.

At first glance, it looks like the soul is out of the body.

"Ecstasy... Zhao Feng, how could he?" The man in the suit named Liu Ziwen was completely shocked.

"boom!"

But before he finished speaking, a spear flew out suddenly, piercing the head of another courier who wanted to attack, and nailed him firmly to the wall next to him.

The corpse twitched a few times, then immediately became silent.

Blood, screams, corpses.

In just a split second, the situation suddenly reversed.

Even the extremely ferocious surrogate driver was restrained to death, and was seduced and killed.

Wang Yong's palm twitched slightly at this moment, and he wanted to make a move, but he stopped for some reason.

Because, he felt that he was being stared at by strange eyes, and it only took a moment for him to disappear from this world.

"what!"

The last miserable cry came, and Zhao Feng used the rusty iron hook to hook out the living part of the man acting as the substitute driver.

As soon as it was hooked out, the part of the living person shattered instantly like porcelain, and then dissipated immediately.

Li Gui, holding a sharp knife, stood on the spot, motionless, without any movement.

obviously.

he died.

Not only him, but Wang Xiuying also died.

The other messengers were strangled to death by Yang Jian, and another was crucified through the head.

For an instant.

Four of the six couriers were lost.

The only ones left were Liu Ziwen and Wang Yong, and one of them was breaking out in a cold sweat, while the other froze his hands and feet and dared not move.

They are not incapable of fighting.

It's that all this happened too fast, which made them feel powerless.