Chapter 443 The conflict broke out
Dachang City.
A bus drove slowly on the road and finally stopped in front of Shangtong Building.
The car door opened, and people got out of the car one after another.
This group of people all wore criminal police uniforms and blocked the door of the building and refused to enter. However, when employees entering and leaving the company passed by their area, they could always smell a strong rotten smell and had to be rude. He held his nose and ran away.
A woman wearing sunglasses asked with a hoarse voice: "Mr. Zhang, why don't we go directly to Guanjiang Community, where Yang Jian lives."
The person she shouted to was a man.
The sun was shining brightly at noon, but the man named Zhang Jian was wearing a thick mask, with no skin on his body exposed to the air. He seemed to be afraid of seeing the sun.
A young voice came from under the mask. It seemed that his throat was rotten and had a hole, and his words had a sense of leakage: "Stop talking nonsense. Let's go in together to look for someone. If we can't find anyone, go back. Guanjiang Community.”
This group of people seemed to be convinced by Zhang Jian. When Zhang Jian strode in, these people followed him in.
"Who are you? You need to make an appointment to get in here, security, security." Several staff at the front desk noticed something was wrong, and quickly stepped forward to stop them, and called the security guard at the door.
The woman in sunglasses stopped and said with a gloomy face: "Get out of the way, or I'll be rude."
As if it was a sign of action, the nearby light bulbs made a chirping sound. An ominous atmosphere is floating around.
Several staff immediately understood what was happening and exclaimed: "Ghost Controller!"
They subconsciously took a few steps back, not daring to stop them anymore, and made way for them. The security guard who came heard this and immediately shrank back.
The people who work here know very well what the identity of a ghost controller means, and they cannot compete with this kind of person.
“You can’t kill people here.” Zhang Jian, the leader of the group, roared, his voice leaking out like the wind as before, as if coming from a broken bellows.
Someone immediately echoed: "Mr. Zhang is right, there is no need to take action against these unimportant people. If you can deter them, just deter them."
Under the persuasion of everyone, the woman in sunglasses clicked nod.
The lights overhead flickered a few times and finally stopped.
Zhang Jian turned to look at everyone and said in a firm voice: "First of all, everyone must recognize their identities. We have separated from the civil organization and are now members of the headquarters. Act in a disciplined manner. Only in this way can we safeguard our reasonable rights and interests. "
"Yes, Mr. Zhang is right."
"Mr. Zhang, we listen to you."
With the agreement of others, Zhang Jian felt deep in his heart. Not the slightest bit happy.
He didn’t want to stand out, but as a ghost controller who controlled two ghosts, he was too embarrassed to refuse when someone pushed him out.
But the next moment, a scarlet light shrouded from above, covering the entire hall instantly like a searchlight.
After only two or three seconds, the red light faded completely again, but the figures of the group of people had disappeared.
The front desk clerk said excitedly: "Yang Jian took action, it must be him."
"You are seeking death, that is Mr. Yang." Another front desk clerk tapped I asked my colleague, "Mr. Yang, you don't know when you go to work today. Those who make trouble will definitely not end well."
The security guards looked at each other, and the supernatural phenomenon of a group of people disappearing out of thin air in front of their eyes brought them a lot of trouble. Huge shock.
The group of people who were taken away by the red light were currently in the manager's office on the top floor of the building, looking at the young man on the boss's chair with their hands tied.
Yang Jian's eyes were staring at the phone, reading the text message from Liang Xingyang, his brows slightly wrinkled: "Is it really feasible to achieve a supernatural balance between two supernatural places?"
A group of people nearby who did not dare to disturb made a commotion.
Zhang Jian hesitated for a moment, then walked out and said, "You are Yang Jian?"
Although they had guesses in their hearts, they had not really seen the appearance of the law enforcement captain Yang Jian, and they still needed to Sure.
Yang Jian put down his mobile phone, opened a scarlet ghost eye on his forehead, and asked in a deep voice: "Seeing that you are still abiding by the rules. Tell me, what do you want to see me for?"
Zhang Jian His heart suddenly shuddered, and the next second he was stared at by the ghost's eyes, the ghost in his body began to warn frantically.
Escape.
Otherwise you will die.
Zhang Jian gritted his teeth, took a deep breath in his heart, and said straight to the point: "We are all civilian ghost masters recruited by the headquarters. Because we have dealt with a large number of supernatural events, the ghosts we control have reached a state on the verge of recovery. We hope to get help from the headquarters to alleviate the ghost’s resurgence.”
After he finished speaking, the office fell silent.
This group of people did not take the initiative to support Zhang Jian. Just as Zhang Jian had guessed before, he was just the one who was pushed out and risked Yang Jian's wrath, but he was the initiator of this action. , had to stand up.
But sometimes, silence is also a kind of power.
There are twenty of them together, and wherever they are placed, they are a terrifying force that cannot be underestimated.
Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly and he asked in confusion: "What does the headquarters have to do with me, Yang? You should go to the headquarters for help, why do you come to me?"
silence!
The woman in sunglasses whispered: "Because of your order, we were forced to join the headquarters and were forced to deal with supernatural incidents. Now everyone is desperate, and we came to you because we had no choice."
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Yang Jian's eyes were cold and he glanced at the group of people indifferently.
But there was not much surprise in his heart, because he knew that what happened today would happen sooner or later.
Not every ghost controller has the courage to control new ghosts and build a supernatural balance to ease the ghosts' resurgence, because the probability of success is too low, and 90% of people will fail at this step.
Behind the improving data in the report is the result of the efforts and sacrifices of countless ghost masters. Now in the country, old detectives die every day, and at the same time, new ghost masters are born and become new detectives.
In order to keep up with the speed of the outbreak of supernatural events, the country is undergoing an extremely cruel transition between the old and the new, and everyone is being forced to adapt to the supernatural era. But this does not mean that everyone is willing to accept the facts. Under the threat of death, there will always be people who stand up to resist this rule.
He knew that the backlog of conflicts would break out sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon.
Yang Jian stood up and said coldly: "In the domestic supernatural circle, the rules are set by me, and no matter who you are, they must abide by them. If you don't agree, it's very simple, just kill me and become the law enforcement captain yourself. Do it. If you don’t let me go, hold back any opinions you may have. Do you hear me clearly?”
The woman in sunglasses gritted her teeth and said: "We are willing to abide by the rules, but there are too many supernatural incidents. We can't hold it back. You can't ignore us."
But the next moment.
“Bang!”
A cracked spear hit the floor, making a loud noise, startling everyone, and many people broke out in cold sweat.
Yang Jian held a spear in his hand, stared at everyone with ghost eyes, and said in a cold voice: "The supernatural circle is so cruel, anyone who refuses to accept it can do it now."
Zhang Jian was silent for a long time, then suddenly took off his mask to reveal his rotten face, and growled: "You are right, even if we low-level ghost masters can alleviate the temporary resurgence of evil ghosts, what is the use? Only by changing the rules will we not have to Forced to deal with supernatural incidents.”
However, as soon as he finished speaking, a scarlet light enveloped everyone.
As soon as the sixth floor of ghosts opened, everyone's actions froze, and even their thoughts were stagnant.
Yang Jian entered the seventh level of ghost isolation and stagnated, holding the hatchet in his hand and immediately swung it down.
After the red light fades.
"Ah..."
Zhang Jian suddenly let out a scream, and the ghost he controlled also let out a weird scream.
The next moment, both humans and ghosts were torn apart.
"Plop..."
The corpse fell heavily to the ground. Zhang Jian was full of confusion. It seemed that he was not dead yet. After realizing what happened, his face immediately became horrified and frightened. .
"How could this happen!"
Zhang Jian's consciousness became completely blurred and he no longer breathed.
The woman in sunglasses let out a scream, quickly stepped back, and then looked at the scene that just happened in shock.
Dead!
Zhang Jian, who controlled two ghosts, was killed so easily.
"What happened just now?"
This is the question in everyone's heart, but there is no doubt that it was definitely Yang Jian. Yang Jian was so ruthless that he directly killed a ghost controller at the slightest disagreement.
"How could you do this? We have no merit and no hard work. We just hope to get help." The woman in sunglasses asked angrily.
But the next moment.
A pair of cold and black palms clung to the woman's neck, like a vicious curse that could not be removed.
The woman in sunglasses was startled and subconsciously used the ghost's supernatural power, but there was no reaction.
The strange ghost hands suppressed her ghost and made the ghost fall into a deep sleep.
Now she dared not move, but her body was shaking uncontrollably. She could only look at Yang Jian begging for mercy, fearing that ghost hands would break her slender neck.
Everyone felt Yang Jian's cold eyes and the cold aura on his body, and their hearts suddenly trembled.
Yang Jian's eyes glowed with a faint red light, and he said solemnly: "Go back and deal with supernatural events. This is the rule I set."
Everyone's eyes were full of fear, and they couldn't bring up the slightest thought of resistance. They didn't even dare to look at Yang Jian for fear of being misunderstood and then being targeted.
In less than ten seconds, everyone exited the office. Even the woman in sunglasses, who had walked around for a while and felt weak, was half-dragged and half-supported away.
Yang Jian regained his composure and glanced at the two corpses on the floor. Cold water flowed out from under his feet, swallowing up the ghost who had been dismembered by the hatchet, and took him to the ghost lake to imprison him.
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(End of this chapter)