Chapter 709 The consequences of tearing up the letter (please subscribe, please collect, please monthly vote, please recommend vote)
Dead?
Is it that simple? Killed two people quietly and directly.
This unbelievable method can almost be said to have made the hairs of everyone present stand on end, and they broke out in cold sweat behind their backs.
Do you think what the messenger from the first floor just said is true?
At this moment, no one dared to ignore what Wang Shan said just now. This kind of terrible and terrifying method was, in a sense, no different from a ghost, and it was not something they could fight against.
Everyone looked at Su Yuan in confusion and fear.
At this time, Yang Jian had already stretched out his palm and took away the red letter.
Immediately, a cold breeze blew.
On the wall in the corridor, black ink-like writing appeared, crookedly, and revealing a hint of weirdness.
The letter mission was triggered.
Dachuan City, Mingyue Community, Room 301, Building 7.
The handwriting came together, leaving an address.
However, things did not end here.
Under Su Yuan's intimidation, the other messengers did not dare to act rashly and could only watch Yang Jian take away the letter.
But Yang Jian's behavior was beyond everyone's expectations. A cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he tore the red letter in front of him into pieces in front of everyone's eyes.
Although this is a supernatural letter, it is no different from an ordinary letter.
It tore into pieces very easily.
“No.”
Immediately someone nearby understood Yang Jian’s intention and wanted to stop him, but it was already too late.
Because he was very decisive in his actions and tore them apart thoroughly, without giving these people a chance at all.
Of course, they couldn't stop Yang Jian from tearing up the letter.
“Oh my God, he actually tore up the letter!”
“It’s over, we’re all done!”
“Damn it, he wanted to die, why did he pull it? Let’s die together!”
"No, I don't want to die..."
Immediately, someone roared, the fear of death even suppressed the fear of Su Yuan, and roared loudly at Yang Jian.
Yang Jian’s behavior is beyond their understanding.
Because tearing up a letter is equivalent to completing a letter delivery task.
But this comes at a huge cost.
The messenger will be attacked by a fierce ghost, and such an attack will occur regardless of occasion, time, or place.
But ordinary people can't stop such an attack.
For them, there is still a lot of possibility to survive by delivering letters.
Tear up the letter and you will die.
"You two lunatics, if you want to die, go and die yourself. Why do you want to drag us into the water? Do you know that tearing up the letter will attract evil spirits to attack, so none of us can survive? Come down!”
"Don't talk nonsense, we are here to help you!"
Su Yuan explained calmly: "Don't you think it's too slow to deliver a letter? It's better to just take a shortcut. The red letter can make a whole floor of people go upstairs directly, you should thank us!”
Then we really thank you!
Su Yuan's words made these messengers feel extremely aggrieved.
For them, the fewer letters they send, the safer they are. Being involved in the ghost post office does not mean that the faster the floor is raised, it is not a good thing.
Before you have the corresponding strength, the faster you climb, the faster you will die.
Because the higher the floor, the more difficult it is to send letters. Relatively speaking, the chance of death will also increase.
Once messengers like them on the second floor are forcibly promoted to the third floor and then go on to carry out tasks on the third floor, they may not even know how they will die.
However, this kind of problem cannot be explained clearly to Su Yuan, a murderous person, which really makes people feel extremely frustrated.
But there are also some who are not afraid of death. They seem to have been stimulated and lost their minds. They shouted at the two of them: "Who wants your help? Did you ask for our permission? Now everyone is killed by you." ”
"So what?"
Yang Jian looked calm: "For you, the result is the same. You will die if you send the letter, and you will die if you don't send the letter. Isn't it the same wherever you die? On the left and right. If you want to die, why go out and cause trouble for others?”
“And, this kind of thing? Are you going to deliver the red letter?”
Yang Jian’s words left these people speechless, because given the difficulty of the red letter, it is estimated that every messenger on the second floor will die. It is impossible to complete it at all. In this case, the probability of surviving is about the same as tearing up the letter.
But some people are still unhappy with this answer.
Because the interval between messenger delivery tasks on the second floor has been extended, only one letter needs to be delivered a month.
And downstairs is Seven Days.
The sufficient deadline is the reason why there are more messengers on the second floor than on the first floor.
But this behavior of the two people is completely equivalent to putting them in direct danger.
It’s just that neither Su Yuan nor Yang Jian cares about the life or death of these messengers.
No matter from the perspective of weighing the pros and cons, or from any aspect, it is better for all the messengers on the second floor to die than for supernatural events to happen outside.
At the same time, unusual situations also occurred.
The dim lights in the corridor flickered slightly.
A cold, dark atmosphere is spreading rapidly from downstairs at this moment.
However, at this moment, loud noises suddenly appeared.
All the doors to the rooms on the second floor were opened at this moment, and an invisible supernatural force began to disturb the surroundings.
The price for tearing up the letters appears. The ghost will attack all the messengers on this floor today.
For a moment, all the messengers became uneasy, except for Su Yuan and Yang Jian who were calm.
Su Yuan turned to look at the corridor and felt a cold wind blowing from nowhere. The red letter confetti torn by Yang Jian and scattered on the ground was blown up and scattered. Open all over the place.
The pieces of red paper looked like ghosts clinging to them. All the messengers on the second floor felt like they were avoiding them. They didn't even dare to touch them for fear of being contaminated by some curse. And then died a violent death.
The lights in the corridor flickered, and a cold atmosphere enveloped the place. The surroundings seemed to have become a little dark, and a black mist gradually eroded and covered this floor.
The evil ghost is coming, this is not a good sign.
Ah! ”
However, just when the atmosphere was solemn, a scream of horror suddenly sounded.
A man standing in the corridor suddenly felt as if his body was pulled by something. The person actually flew backwards and crashed into the room that opened the door behind him.
The room with the lights out was dim, even a little dark, and nothing could be seen.
But many people clearly felt that something seemed to appear in that room, and that there was some kind of incomprehensible terror entrenched in it.
“Bang!”
With a loud noise, the door to the room suddenly closed again, and the screams of the man who was dragged inside by something stopped abruptly.
It seems that the person has been killed by something, or the closed door has blocked out all the sounds inside. (End of chapter)