Mysterious resurgence

"Are you too late?"

On the helicopter, Wang Xiaoming saw with his own eyes that his brother Wang Xiaoqiang's sports car disappeared out of sight after being overtaken by a red light.

He knew very well that Wang Xiaoqiang did not disappear but fell into Yang Jian's ghost realm.

At this last moment, Yang Jian was finally caught up.

If Wang Xiaoqiang could have arrived half a minute earlier, he was confident that he could pick him up. Not to mention Yang Jian, even the superiors would not have said a word.

"Stop the helicopter." Wang Xiaoming said.

At this moment, in the ghost realm.

"Yang Jian~!" Wang Xiaoqiang was filled with anger and roared through gritted teeth.

Looking at Yang Jian standing in front of the abandoned car, Wang Xiaoqiang had never felt such despair.

"You should have expected this result yesterday. Do you really think that I let you go yesterday because there is nothing I can do to you? That's because my own condition is not good. If I continue to drag it out, I may die with Ye Feng from the ghost's resurrection, and the ghost rope It also brought me a lot of trouble, but you didn’t seize that opportunity.”

Yang Jian said calmly.

Although his performance was strong enough yesterday and he perfectly resolved the assassination, he was actually in a very bad situation at that time.

"Even without the help of others, you can't kill me if you want. Don't forget that I am also a ghost controller. The worst is possible." Wang Xiaoqiang growled, struggling to climb out of the damaged carriage. .

Yang Jian looked at Wang Xiaoqiang who was struggling to climb out of the smashed and deformed carriage. Before he could stand firm, the black ghost under his feet covered his body and strangled his neck tightly. Then he lifted it directly from the ground.

"What did you say? The fish is dead and the net is broken? Now give me a try and the fish is dead."

After saying that, Guiying exerted force again, and his neck made a crunching sound, as if it was about to be strangled.

Wang Xiaoqiang's face turned red and he was speechless.

"No wonder you are running this way. It turns out that your big brother is here to help you. Unfortunately, you acted too late. If you escaped overnight yesterday, you might still have a chance to leave Dachang City. Now I'm sorry, you can only die in here."

"You can't kill me, my elder brother is right next to you."

Wang Xiaoqiang spat out a sentence from his almost choking mouth.

In front of this Yang Jian, he was not even qualified to fight to the death.

Yang Jian said: "If your life is almost gone, what do you think a person has to fear?"

As he spoke, he looked at the abandoned carriage beside him.

At this moment, it started to rain from the sky, and the drops drizzled on Wang Xiaoqiang's body.

"Gas, gasoline?"

Wang Xiaoqiang's expression changed immediately when he smelled this smell. He understood that this was Yang Jian transferring the gasoline in the tank to his head through the ghost realm.

"There is a ghost hiding in your body, but the only thing that really belongs to you is the outer layer of skin. This is really scary. You can survive even with only one layer of skin left. The power of ghosts is really great. It's amazing. To be honest, it's quite amazing that you can control such a ghost, but it's a pity that you don't know how to use it. If I burn off the outer layer of your skin, do you think you can survive?" Yang Jian said.

Wang Xiaoqiang immediately began to struggle violently.

To no avail at first, it was not Yang Jian who caught him, but the black ghost.

He couldn't break free from a ghost.

"It seems I was right." Yang Jian took out a lighter from his pocket.

"Yang Jian, did Wang Xiaoqiang fall into your hands? Can we talk?" At this time, Wang Xiaoming's voice sounded outside the ghost realm.

"Brother?" Wang Xiaoqiang became a little excited, as if he saw the hope of living.

Yang Jian thought for a moment and did not kill Wang Xiaoqiang immediately, but revealed the ghost realm.

Inside, a world covered in red light appeared on the road like a projection.

"Professor Wang, long time no see. How is the research on that ghost coffin going?" Yang Jian greeted calmly.

Wang Xiaoming said: "The progress is going quite smoothly, thanks to your help. Your ability to retrieve the ghost coffin and rescue Feng Quan has a great impact on my research."

"That's good. Professor Wang has many things to do and works hard for the peace of all mankind. My meager contribution is nothing." Yang Jian said: "But since I have contributed to Professor Wang's research, why do you, my younger brother, do so?" Join other ghost masters to assassinate me and you?"

"Do you want to kill people and silence them, and seal the news of the ghost coffin forever?"

Wang Xiaoming's face moved slightly. He certainly understood that there was a personal grudge between Wang Xiaoqiang and Yang Jian. These words undoubtedly raised the personal grudge to a higher level.

If he wanted to save Wang Xiaoqiang, he would be acknowledging that he was in charge of the assassination.

This would have considerable ramifications domestically.

"Make a price. As long as I can do it, I will do it. You won't suffer a loss." Wang Xiaoming did not answer, but directly offered his own price.

Yang Jiandao: "Last time I asked you, which one is more important, a ghost controller or a manager? In the end, you killed the one without hesitation."

"There is no benefit in killing my useless brother. As long as you are willing to let him go once, I can guarantee that he will not appear in front of you again and will not have any impact on you." Wang Xiaoming was silent for a moment. : "I'm just such a little brother."

"My mother is the only son like me."

Yang Jian said: "If I die, my whole family will be extinct. If Wang Xiaoqiang dies, at least I still have a big brother like you. If I let him go now, who will let me go yesterday?"

Wang Xiaoqiang frowned deeply: "As before, you make a price."

"I'm sorry, the reason why I want to see you is not because I plan to let Wang Xiaoqiang go, but for the sake of your brothers, I am willing to be a good person and let you see Wang Xiaoqiang for the last time, so that you will not say that I am unreasonable. In addition, you have to know that he has tried to deal with me more than once, and I gave him a chance last time."

"But there is always someone who will challenge your bottom line. This time it is him, next time it will be someone else. If you are not strong enough, you will be beaten and bullied. After all, I am not as good as you, a great professor. With my identity and status, I He is just a low-level ghost controller, and it is still unknown how long he will live in the future. If the methods are not ruthless enough, even Dachang City will not be able to stand."

As he spoke, the ghost behind him lifted Wang Xiaoqiang to his eyes.

Wang Xiaoming looked at Wang Xiaoqiang who was so close, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it, but as soon as his hand reached over, it passed directly through Wang Xiaoqiang's body.

The scene in front of him was not real, it was just what Yang Jian presented to him through the ghost realm.

Who knows where the real him is.

"Brother, help me." Wang Xiaoqiang's face was full of fear at this moment, and he felt the threat of death.

But after getting to this point, he didn't want to die.

With pleading and crying, he asked Wang Xiaoming for help.

However, the next moment, Wang Xiaoqiang's skin was rapidly turning black, and his whole body was struggling and howling in pain.

"Yang Jian, you..." Wang Xiaoming's expression suddenly changed when he saw this.

Although he couldn't see the fire burning, he had already guessed that his brother Wang Xiaoqiang was in the flames at this moment.

The fire was finally lit.

"This time, I don't want to raise a price. Some things cannot be compromised." Yang Jian said.

"Brother, brother, save me." Wang Xiaoqiang stretched out his hand that was gradually turning black to Wang Xiaoming, and tears of regret flowed from his eyes.

Wang Xiaoming stretched out his hand to grab it, but in the end he got nothing. He could only watch helplessly as his brother was buried in the flames in the ghost realm.

The sounds of struggling became smaller and smaller.

Soon the dark arm hung down weakly.

Afterwards, the flesh and skin that stuck to his body were like adobe that had lost its stickiness, peeling off in large chunks, quickly revealing Senbai's skeleton.

No matter how the fire burned, the skeleton remained intact.

Suddenly.

The pair of skeletal palms suddenly moved and grabbed the ghost figure around his neck.

This weird behavior is definitely not under Wang Xiaoqiang's control.

He is dead.

What was left was this skeleton ghost, with no trace of Wang Xiaoqiang's skin and flesh left on it.

No matter how weird his ghost is, it should be impossible to resurrect Wang Xiaoqiang.

Wang Xiaoming, who personally turned his younger brother into a ghost master, knew better than anyone at this moment that his younger brother had died in the ghost realm and completely disappeared from this world.

Even he couldn't bring Wang Xiaoqiang back to life.

"Why, why didn't you listen to me, why didn't you run away earlier, why did you cause such a big trouble outside." Wang Xiaoming burst into tears, and he knelt on the ground, almost collapsing.

"Professor." The escort next to him hurriedly supported Wang Xiaoming.

They looked at Yang Jian in the ghost realm with complicated eyes.

Can't blame, can't even complain.

Because the Yang Jian in front of him is the person in charge of Dachang City, and Wang Xiaoqiang is a criminal, a wanted criminal by name. Even if he is killed on the spot, he will only have merit and no fault.

Therefore, Yang Jian did nothing wrong.

"Wang Xiaoqiang died, and the ghost in his body came out. You should know the ability of this ghost better than me. If Professor Wang is willing to cooperate with my work, you can tell me. Of course, if you don't want to say it, I won't force it. , this matter will be solved eventually." Yang Jian said.

The escort next to him looked at Yang Jian with wide eyes.

You just killed your younger brother, but you still have the nerve to ask for information?

However, having said that, if we only talk about official business, Professor Wang should indeed cooperate with Yang Jian's work. After all, he was the ghost he released from the laboratory in the first place, and he has an obligation to take responsibility.

Wang Xiaoming slowly stood up from the ground. He did not wipe the tears on his face, but immediately turned around and left.

Although he was sad in his heart, he did not hate Yang Jian for this.

Because he did not do anything wrong today. If it was not Wang Xiaoqiang who was being hunted this time, but another ghost controller, he would very much agree with Yang Jian's way of handling it.

A lawless ghost master should be eliminated. Such people pose a greater threat to society than ghosts.

"professor?"

Wang Xiaoming said: "Don't say anything, go back to the laboratory, I will continue to conduct research."

The escort looked stern and did not dare to say anything more.

Before getting on the helicopter, Wang Xiaoming turned back expressionlessly and said, "Although you killed my brother, I hope you can show enough value in the future. Once you judge in my mind that the harm is greater than the contribution, I will not kill you at all." I will use all my power to kill you without hesitation.”

"Before that, I am still a professor, and you are still the person in charge of Dachang City. I will not show any favoritism in work matters. If you want to imprison this ghost, you must dismantle the skeleton and imprison it separately. Only in this way can you Stop it from resurrecting, otherwise it will always keep gathering together, and don't let it touch the flesh and blood of living people, otherwise it will parasitize in the next person's body until it reaches a certain condition and completes its resurrection."

"So this ghost is really docile. It is not actively resuscitated, but passively resuscitated. It seems that Professor Wang Xiaoqiang carefully selected this ghost king to control it." Yang Jian's face moved slightly.

As Professor Wang said, the value of this skeleton ghost is unimaginable.

It would be a waste for Wang Xiaoqiang to just use it to protect himself. With this skeleton that cannot be killed and cannot be resurrected on its own initiative, he has the capital to deal with any ghost.

Wang Xiaoming didn't say another word and quickly left Dachang City by helicopter.

Yang Jian watched him leave and thought to himself: "He could bear it even if I killed Wang Xiaoqiang in front of him. This professor is indeed extraordinary."

Judging from Professor Wang's previous performance, he indeed cares about his younger brother very much.

I can suppress this kind of deep hatred, and I am still willing to deal with business affairs.

He is either a tyrant who lives his life and eats his courage, or he is a sage who has the world in mind.

"No matter whether he hates me or not, or whether he will become my enemy in the future, I don't regret today's decision." Yang Jian's eyes were cold and he had no regrets.

Killing Wang Xiaoqiang had no other meaning than revenge.

Any entanglements of interests or identities and backgrounds are all nonsense.

Looking at the struggling skeleton in front of him, Yang Jian controlled the ghost to directly dismember it.

This ghost is still weaker than the ghost shadow, but its difficulty in killing is just a headache.

A complete skeleton was forcibly broken into pieces by Yang Jian.

There is no trace of flesh on the white bones, just like a skeleton specimen in the hospital.

After dismantling, Yang Jian saw that these bones were constantly coming together, as if they wanted to be reassembled. When he got important information, he immediately wrapped the bones one by one with the gold foil paper he carried.

After wrapping, the bones scattered on the ground immediately settled down.

No more changes.

Yang Jian put these things away, then turned around and left the ghost realm.

"Next step, consider how to deal with that Ye Feng."

But when he left, he felt something in his heart and suddenly looked at the sky.

It was only around two o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky in Dachang City was actually a little dark, as if it was shrouded in a layer of blue-black.

haze?

Yang Jian frowned, but didn't think much about it.

The number of these two chapters is wrong. It will be corrected and it will not affect anything.