Mysterious Recovery

Yang Jian, who survived many supernatural events, didn’t say how alert he was. In this situation, his ability to counteract the situation instantly exceeded that of ordinary ghost wielders. He only gave him less than a minute. Russell's first-class three were immediately overpowered, which is still the reason for keeping his hands.

Otherwise, Yang Jian can eliminate these three people in ten seconds.

Russell was shocked and frightened at the moment.

He thought it was the same ghost master, even if Yang Jian controlled two ghosts, or even three ghosts, it wouldn't be too much difference for the three of them to come together.

How can I think of this one-to-one meeting, I was limited to two of the three of my own.

Although the remaining Huang Fei is fine for the time being, it can be seen that this is the reason Yang Jian deliberately left him for questioning, otherwise Huang Fei is the worst among the three, and it is impossible to be safe.

Huang Fei heard Yang Jian's five minutes to explain to him, and hurriedly said; "The three of us are members of the Spiritual Forum. This time I came to Dachang City because I just wanted to meet you, not against you. What happened just now was just a misunderstanding, because we don't know where you live, only that you are in the entire community, so Lin Luomei used a little trick."

"If you don't believe it, you can go to the Criminal Police Headquarters and ask. The people of our Spiritual Forum are registered at the Criminal Police Headquarters, and they are not illegal organizations."

"Yang Jian, can you let the people go first? If this goes on, they will die. You don't want to see a few ghost riders die here. If the ghost in your body runs out, it will cause trouble here. That's not good."

Yang Jian looked at him and said, "Are you a threat to me?"

Huang Fei said in anxious sweat; "No, no, no, I didn't mean that, don't get me wrong."

"Member of the Supernatural Forum?"

Yang Jian thought for a while, but hadn't heard of it.

It must be some folk organization of ghost masters, similar to the existence of the Xiaoqiang club.

"What is the purpose of your coming here? If you simply want to meet me, then the three of you can die today, and no one will go to someone else's site to meet someone else on this big night."

Yang Jian glanced at that Lin Luomei who was about to roll her eyes and suffocated, and didn't mean to let her go.

Huang Fei saw this impatience, and knew that Yang Jian was not the kind of person who could speak in a few words. After all, no one would kill people while listening to the explanation.

If this doesn't satisfy him, when his words are finished, Russell and Lin Luomei will really die.

Interpol kills them without a proper identity, and there is no need to communicate with them, and no one will pursue it.

This is one of the privileges.

"The administrator of our supernatural forum wants to chat with you." Huang Fei didn't care to say the reason, took out a mobile phone and hurriedly dialed the phone, and reached out to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's eyes moved, and the phone appeared in his hand the next moment.

After the call was dialed, he didn't wait for the manager to speak, he immediately said; "I am the ghost-eye detective Yang Jian. Your NPC made me sleep at night, but now it has fallen into my hands. I will give you ten minutes. Time, put one billion into my account, and I can save you face and let them go, but I can’t prepare to collect their dead bodies."

After speaking, he directly smashed the phone and threw it on the ground.

What kind of call is this?

Not only was Huang Fei dumbfounded, even Russell, who was pinched and unable to move, also opened his eyes wide.

Yang Jian didn't speak, but just walked a few steps forward with Russell in one hand, reached for a ghost rope, and then took it back.

In the next moment, the countless ghost ropes hanging down in the ghost domain began to disappear quickly. In just a moment, the ropes that had fallen before seemed to have disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Lin Luomei, who was nearly strangled to death by the ghost rope, fell to the ground, her mind dizzy, and she didn't get back for a long time.

At this moment.

Dahai City, the top floor of a certain skyscraper.

In a conference room, a young man dressed in casual clothes and in his early twenties, his name is Ye Zhen, the administrator of the Lingyi Forum, he was taken aback after receiving this call.

He thought it was Russell who had news, so he called to inform him. He didn't expect that the one who spoke directly was an unfamiliar voice, and he also called himself Interpol Yang Jian.

"What are they doing? The person called Yang Jian asked me for a billion, is this a threat to me without a head or a tail?" Ye Zhen frowned.

A middle-aged man in a suit and shoes next to him said solemnly: "Test, this is the test of ghost-eye detective Yang Jian on our supernatural forum."

"How do you say?" Ye Zhen asked.

"There are three messages in his words. Huang Fei, Russell and Lin Luomei have fallen into his hands. The second one is one billion yuan. The third one he asked us to make money within ten minutes but did not give us. card number."

Ye Zhen said; "So I think this Yang Jian has a problem with his brain. This person is a provocative person who dares to move me. He will never go around him when he turns around. Book me a ticket to Dachang City, and I will go and get him tomorrow. Town kill."

The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth twitched, and you have a problem with your brain.

However, he did not dare to say this, but he explained in earnest: "This Yang Jian is very smart and can stand out in Asia. It is indeed not easy for a person to solve the S-level supernatural event. He wants a billion to do our financial resources. A kind of temptation, a force that can pay a billion in ten minutes is definitely not small, and he does not give us a card number. This is a test of our ability. If we have enough money, we must have the ability to find him. Some personal information."

"The three people who fall into his hands are the bargaining chips. Yang Jian’s bargaining chips. If we can’t take this game, Yang Jian will think that the supernatural forum we are doing is just a small thing. One, there is no need to worry about the three of Lin Luomei. Killing will kill."

"On the contrary, if we can meet the requirements, Yang Jian will release the three of them. After all, the forces that can solve this problem within ten minutes are somewhat weighty, even if it is the most popular ghost eye in the ghost control circle. The detective is not willing to offend us for a little thing."

"So, money is secondary. The main thing is to show our strength. Of course, the face of the ghost eye detective is still to be given. After all, we went to someone else's site and disturbed them. If we don't say it, it is really impossible to justify."

Through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, Ye Zhen looked at the brightly lit metropolis in front of him. He couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "I hear you say that this Yang Jian really has the demeanor of a big owl. I admire him very much and kill him. Even if the matter is over, I will settle this person, and quickly pay the money, but you must remember that I am not afraid of him. We must know that we are invincible in front of us."

The middle-aged man twitched his mouth, turned and left the meeting room. If it were not for nothing, he really didn't want to work for this young man with second-degree illness.

"The number one in Asia, it is so lonely as snow, and this world will soon cease to suffer because of me." Ye Zhen stood with his hand in his hand, overlooking the metropolis, expressing emotion.

And in a pavilion for rest in Guanjiang District of Dachang City.

Yang Jian sat on the stone bench, quietly waiting for ten minutes to arrive,

Beside him, Russell, Lin Luomei, and Huang Fei sat on the ground in fright, not daring to move.

No, it's not that I didn't dare to move, but the body couldn't move.

It seems that a person has lived in his body and has replaced himself.

The only possibility that can remain normal is his own consciousness.

They were all listening to Yang Jian's previous call.

Playing one billion in his account within ten minutes is considered blackmail no matter how it sounds. He used the lives of three of his own to blackmail the administrator.

I don’t know if the administrator will agree?

If you disagree, wouldn't the three of you really be going to die here?

The more I think about it, the more desperate it makes people feel. If they knew that contact with Yang Jian was so dangerous, then they would not take on this task, and would rather deal with the supernatural event.

Yang Jian was not in a hurry, he just watched the time on the phone and waited for the result quietly.

The middle-aged man next to Ye Zhen made the right analysis.

Yang Jian is indeed a kind of temptation, but also to show his toughness.

It’s been less than ten days since the end of the supernatural event in Dachang City. As the protagonist of this S-level event that shook the world, Yang Jian was in the vortex of wind and waves. trouble.

He has no power, and before the accident, he was just an insignificant little ghost master in Asia.

Now that he was suddenly caught in the invisible storm, what he had to do was neither to hide nor to be rampant, but to put on a thorn to protect himself.

The world is too big and there are too many ghosts, Yang Jian will not feel that he has solved the starving ghost incident with clever methods and is invincible in the world.

He has checked the information these days.

There have been at least three incidents involving ghost temples in the island country of ~www.NovelMTL.com~, terrorist incidents in California in the US, and art museum incidents in Europe.

But now it can be regarded as a starving ghost incident in Dachang City, Asia.

However, leaving aside this incident, the previous three incidents were all resolved.

It's hard to imagine.

In the absence of the coffin nails, these crooked nuts are so abnormal that the S-level supernatural events can also be dealt with, and they were resolved at an early stage.

What this means, Yang Jian is very clear in his mind.

Just when he was thinking.

Dingdong~!

A text message was uploaded from his mobile phone, which was a payment message. One billion yuan was deposited in his mother's bank card.

Because of joining the International Criminal Police, Yang Jian’s various information is kept secret, but the people at Lingyi Forum are still very clever to find his mother’s identity information and make a remittance.

"Eight minutes and forty-two seconds."

Yang Jian pondered for a moment, and he noted the time.

Excluding the time to call and make a decision, this means that this supernatural forum has remitted one billion in remittances within five minutes and found his family's identity information.

Recall that Huang Fei said before that their organization had been filed at the headquarters.

It can be judged... This is a huge organization of ghost masters whose existence is officially acquiesced.

"Remember, this kind of thing will not happen again. If there is, it means that your supernatural forum is going to war with me. If you want to meet me, you will find an intermediary to introduce you. If you use this method to find me at night, I will only think You are here to assassinate me."

Yang Jian left a sentence, stood up, a ghost eye glanced at the three people weirdly, then turned and left. I want to talk about "Mystical Recovery" with more like-minded people. WeChat pays attention to "Excellent Literature", read novels, talk about life, and find friends~