Chapter 909 The Messenger of Despair (please subscribe, please collect, please vote monthly, please recommend)
This kind of supernatural method makes men unable to resist at all.
The opening of the deep ghost realm has the ability to suspend everything. Even for a second, for a ghost controller like Su Yuan, it is enough to reverse the situation.
“Bang!”
The next moment, the rusty coffin nails flew out directly, penetrated the man’s body, and nailed him to the stairs behind him, unable to resist. , unable to escape, can only watch this result happen.
"Are you kidding!"
The man's eyes widened, his expression extremely horrified, as if he had never thought that he had no ability to resist in front of this sudden person.
But he did not die, because the coffin nails could only nail supernatural beings and could not completely nail ordinary people. They could only cause certain sharp damage to living people, but the damage was not fatal. What's more, he also He is not the kind of alien who completely binds his consciousness to the ghost.
His chest was bleeding just because he was stabbed by a coffin nail.
Even though he could move his hands and feet, he wanted to raise his hand to pull out the coffin nails that penetrated his chest, but found that he had no strength at all.
The supernatural power in the body was silent, as if it had completely disappeared and could not be used.
"Who are you?"
The man screamed and blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth. Not to mention him, even a real ghost couldn't withstand such a terrifying supernatural attack method. Fourth floor It is absolutely impossible for such a monster to appear in the messenger.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that you shouldn't have come."
Hearing the man's roar, Su Yuan said expressionlessly: "The one on the fifth floor Messenger, you are brave enough to come to me alone. I originally thought that you would gather together and come to me again.”
The man stared at Su Yuan and said nothing. In fact, he felt extremely regretful at this moment. If he had known this, he would never have come to the fifth floor of the post office alone at night, and It was to wait until dawn to come with the others.
It’s just that now, no matter what you say, it’s too late.
The corners of the man's mouth are bleeding. At this moment, he has completely given up the struggle. He is the winner and the loser. Now he is the loser. No matter how much he says, it is useless, not to mention that the other party has never let him go. meaning.
But now he feels that he should still have a chance. After all, the supernatural weapon in his hand is still there. He only needs one chance. When Su Yuan gets closer, he will be confident that he can pull Su Yuan to death together, or even turn defeat into victory.
Unfortunately, Su Yuan seemed to see through his intentions and thoughts, and had no intention of getting close. He just watched from a distance, wanting to wait for his blood to run out and then die slowly.
As time passed bit by bit, the two looked at each other like this, until finally, the man felt that he could no longer hold on. With too much blood loss, his whole body was weak and he was dying.
After all, the coffin nail blocked all his own supernatural powers. Now that he has lost his supernatural abilities, it can be said that he is weaker than ordinary people.
“I admit defeat. I lost to you. It’s not unfair. With your ability, most of the messengers on the fifth floor are no match for you. But don’t be happy too early. There are also messengers on the fifth floor like you. An existence that cannot be dealt with. "
The man smiled miserably, and then his palm dropped weakly, revealing something, which was a rusty iron hook that looked extremely cruel.
At this moment, the iron hook fell on the wooden steps, making a soft sound.
If Su Yuan doesn't get close and doesn't give the other party a chance to attack, then all this is meaningless.
This supernatural item. There are no supernatural beings that can attack people from a distance.
Su Yuan glanced at it, and the next moment, the iron hook that was supposed to fall appeared in his hand. He looked at it casually, and then had a look of realization on his face.
"Oh. I remembered that you were the messenger, Li Feng? Forget it, Chen Feng, I can't remember."
It seems that it did happen in the original plot. Such a number one figure was nothing more than a sidekick. He couldn't even survive for three chapters. The only thing that could impress Su Yuan was the supernatural weapon in his hand.
"It's Zhao Feng!"
Listening to Su Yuan fabricating several names for himself out of thin air, Zhao Feng's face turned dark and he retorted weakly.
Su Yuan waved his hand and said: "Don't worry about these details. Anyway, you can go with peace of mind. I will support you as your wife."
After saying that, the ghost shadow directly covered it, Completely ending the life of the fifth floor messenger.
Killing a messenger is nothing to Su Yuan, but what makes him feel strange is that the two of them were confronting each other on the stairs, but Yang Jian did not move at all, as if he had completely stopped. It's like the fifth floor of the post office has disappeared.
Where did that guy go?
After collecting Zhao Feng's body and the restrained ghost in his hands, Su Yuan did not continue to the fourth floor, but chose to return to the fifth floor, intending to see what Yang Jian was doing.
However, after walking around the fifth floor, Yang Jian seemed to have evaporated from the post office, and no trace of him could be found.
If he didn't know something about Yang Jian and had a clear understanding of his strength, Su Yuan would almost wonder if he had been captured by a ghost.
"Strange, where did that guy go? Did he leave the post office? Or..."
Suddenly, Su Yuan thought, as if he remembered something, and then quickly went to the hall on the fifth floor, where many oil paintings were hung.
"Could he have entered the ghost post office in the oil painting? Or have he left the post office?"
Su Yuan returned to the lobby on the fifth floor of the post office again.
The pairs of eyes in the oil paintings were staring at him again. Some eyes still exuded malice, while others looked at him with strange gazes. The people in these oil paintings had successfully escaped. The existence of a post office.
Is the top messenger.
If the person in the oil painting is still alive, he must be an incredible ghost controller.
Su Yuan stared at the portrait of Yang Jian's father. The man in the oil painting moved his eyes and seemed to be looking at Su Yuan. The man in the painting looked like Yang Jian's man. They are 70% or 80% similar, which is enough to prove that the relationship between them is extraordinary.
“Could that guy have entered the painting to look for his father?”
With this thought, Su Yuan tentatively stretched out his hand and touched it On the surface of the oil painting, something strange happened. His hand disappeared, and at the same time, a palm appeared on the oil painting, touching Yang Jian's father.
However, the latter didn't seem to want to contact Su Yuan, so he turned around and walked away. His back became smaller and smaller in the oil painting, and seemed to be gradually moving away.
"You're so stingy without even touching it."
Su Yuan curled his lips and then withdrew his palm.
The characters in the oil painting cannot be separated, but the world of the oil painting is common. The characters in the painting can leave for a short time, but in the end they will return to the original oil painting.
Since he could not find Yang Jian, Su Yuan was not too worried. After all, he was relatively relieved about Yang Jian's character.
Next, he no longer wanted to continue exploring the post office, but found a room to rest.
However, until dawn, Yang Jian still did not appear, as if he had truly disappeared.
“Are we really trapped?”
With this thought, Su Yuan stood up and left the room. However, as soon as he walked out of the room, he discovered that there were more rooms on the fifth floor of the post office. a group of people.
This group of people includes both men and women. The number is not too large, about seven or eight people, but everyone’s face is very solemn. It is obvious that they have returned to the post office after many years. Everything in the post office All put huge pressure on them again.
The moment Su Yuan came out, a group of people's eyes fell on him.
Su Yuan was also stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "You guys came so early, last night must have been very difficult! You came to the post office so early, you probably didn't come for the task of delivering letters."
Looking at Su Yuan standing at the door of the room, these people looked solemn.
Su Yuan’s unscrupulous look makes people really confused. And the messengers who can reach the fifth floor are not simple people. There are only a few people like Zhao Feng, and Either the opponent was unlucky enough to meet someone like Su Yuan. If it had been someone else, it was still unknown who would win and who would lose.
"What? Can't wait to restore the balance of the post office?"
As he spoke, Su Yuan shook his hand, and a black letter appeared, which immediately attracted the attention of the courier. commotion.
"Sure enough, it's in his hands."
"Kill him and get the letter back!"
"Newcomer, you are so brave, you are really not afraid of death."
" ..."
Some people sang red faces, and some sang bad faces. It seemed that they wanted to use this method to make Su Yuan retreat. But at this time, a person stood up among the messengers and stared at Su Yuan. said.
"Send this letter back to room 502. We can avoid conflicts. The curse of the messenger should not continue. You should leave the post office and return to freedom like us. If you continue to deliver letters, you will die miserably."
It seems that he is planning to persuade Su Yuan to change his stance.
As long as the positions change, there will be no grievances or grudges between each other, and misunderstandings can be resolved.
Unfortunately, their plan is doomed to fail.
I saw Su Yuan put the black letter into his pocket and said casually: "Why? I don't, what can you do to me?"
After hearing these words, the man's face darkened: "You'd better think carefully before answering. The black letter is related to the balance of the fifth floor of the post office. Once the letter leaves the post office, the fifth floor of the post office will continue to be assigned to deliver the letter. The mission is over. All our messengers on the fifth floor will be controlled by the post office and lose their freedom. You are also the messenger coming up from downstairs. You should understand the dangers in the process of delivering letters."
"Dangers are only for the weak. you We are too weak."
Su Yuan was unmoved: "Although it is a bit shameless to say this, it is undeniable that it is the truth. The weak have no right to speak, and what I said is the truth."
This is completely unbridled ridicule, and this confrontational attitude clearly expresses Su Yuan's position. There is no possibility of reconciliation between the two parties. The different positions are doomed to conflict. Can be resolved.
"Actually, I'm not alone, it's just that the other guy ran away somewhere, so the only one you see now is me. This is your misfortune, because I'm not as easy to talk to as him."
Looking around at these people, a cold smile flashed across Su Yuan's face: "So I will only give you one chance. If you are willing to cooperate with me, I am willing to lead you to completely deal with the ghost post office. Even if it doesn't work, At least we can control the ghost post office and get rid of the fate of delivering letters. But if you don’t want to, then go all Die."
The atmosphere suddenly became solemn, but no one dared to believe what Su Yuan said easily. After all, this was a stranger, and the post office had been around for at least several decades. Time is really so easy to solve. It has been solved long ago. How can it still be running until now?
No one dares to believe it easily, and these words cannot break the more than ten years of tacit understanding between the messengers on the fifth floor.
After all, there is a price to pay for breaking the tacit understanding.
Once you take the wrong team, you will definitely be liquidated afterwards.
And the most important thing.
Now it’s six against one. No matter how you look at it, your side has a greater chance of winning.
Also, it’s unclear whether these words may be a conspiracy to divide everyone and make everyone fall into disarray.
The eyes of the man who stood up flickered for a moment, and then he said: "What you said is very exciting, but we can't believe you. Otherwise, you can send the black letter back to Room 502 first. , and then we will make an appointment for a time and place to talk outside the post office. "
The man opened his mouth and said what he thought was a best of both worlds method.
The others nodded upon hearing this without saying anything, acquiescing to his approach.
After all, having more choices is a good thing.
It would be a bit reckless to make a decision now, and since this strange man is so confident, he must have someone to rely on. If he really wants to take action, someone will definitely die. It is best not to take action if he can. .
But at this time, Su Yuan lost his patience: "I think you have made a mistake. Do you think I am bargaining with you? I am not begging you, but giving you a chance. Since you If you’re not sure, then let’s all die!”
“Young man is so loud, it’s up to you! One? It’s like solving us? It’s understandable that you have a temper, but can’t you think about 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. Senior, you'd better be more respectful, otherwise you will die..."
The person who spoke was the middle-aged woman. Although she seemed to be sincere, she was actually very strong and gave people an aggressive feeling.
But before she finished speaking, she stopped, and the expression on her face gradually became pale and frightened, and her eyes widened, as if she had seen a ghost.
Not just her, but others too.
Because... they really saw a ghost, and it was not one person, but a group...
A group of scary figures slowly appeared in every corner of the fifth floor. Some are in blue robes, some are in white... In terms of quantity, it is even more disappointing. (End of chapter)