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This supernatural method made the man completely powerless to resist.

The opening of the deep ghost domain has the ability to suspend everything, even for a second, for a ghost master like Su Yuan, it is enough to reverse the situation.

"boom!"

The next moment, the rusty coffin nail flew out directly, pierced through the man's body, and nailed him firmly to the stairs behind him. He couldn't resist, couldn't dodge, and could only watch the result happen.

"What a joke!"

The man's eyes were wide open, and his expression was extremely horrified, as if he had never thought that he would not even have the slightest ability to resist in front of this sudden person.

But he did not die, because the coffin nails can only nail ghosts to death, not ordinary people completely, and can only cause a certain amount of sharp weapon damage to living people, but the damage is not fatal, not to mention, he is not the kind that completely kills A heterogeneous species whose own consciousness is bound to the ghost.

It's just that he was stabbed by the coffin nails, but his chest was bleeding.

Even his hands and feet could move, and he wanted to raise his hand to pull out the coffin nail that pierced through 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 roared with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. Not to mention him, even a real ghost would not be able to withstand such a terrifying supernatural attack method. It is absolutely impossible for such a monster to appear on the messenger on the fourth floor.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that you shouldn't come."

Hearing the man's roar, Su Yuan said expressionlessly: "The messenger on the fifth floor came to me alone, and he was brave enough. I thought you would get together and come to me again." .”

The man stared at Su Yuan and didn't speak. In fact, at this moment, he felt extremely regretful in his heart. If he had known this, then he would never rush to the fifth floor of the post office alone in the middle of the night. It's to wait until dawn to come with the others.

It's just that now, it's too late to say anything.

The corner of the man's mouth was bleeding. At this moment, he had completely given up struggling. He was the winner and the loser. Now he is the loser. No matter how many words he said, it was useless, not to mention that the other party had no intention of letting him go.

But now he feels that he should still have a chance. After all, the supernatural weapon in his hand is still there, and he only needs one chance. When Su Yuan approaches, then he is confident that he can pull Su Yuan to the end together, and even turn defeat into victory.

It's a pity that Su Yuan seemed to see through his intentions and thoughts, and had no intention of approaching him at all, but 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, and with the loss of too much blood, he was already weak and dying.

After all, the coffin nails blocked all his supernatural powers, and now he has lost his supernatural powers, and it can be said that he is weaker than ordinary people.

"I admit it. I lost in your hands. I am not wronged. With your ability, most of the messengers on the fifth floor are not your opponents. But don't be too happy. There are messengers on the fifth floor that you can't deal with."

The man smiled miserably, and then his palm fell limply, revealing something, it was a rusty iron hook, which looked extremely ferocious.

But at this moment, the iron hook fell on the wooden steps, making a soft sound.

If Su Yuan didn't get close and didn't give the opponent a chance to attack, then all of this would be meaningless.

This supernatural item.There are no supernatural beings that 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 looked suddenly enlightened.

"Oh. I remembered, so you were the messenger, Li Feng? Forget it, Chen Feng, I can't remember."

In the original plot, it seems that there was indeed such a No. [-] character, but it was a trick, and he didn't even survive the three chapters. The only thing that can impress Su Yuan is the supernatural weapon in his hand.

"It's Zhao Feng!"

Hearing that Su Yuan fabricated several names for himself out of nothing, Zhao Feng's face darkened, and he retorted weakly.

Su Yuan waved his hand and said: "Don't worry about these details, anyway, you can go at ease, I will take care of your wife."

After speaking, the ghost shadow directly covered it, completely ending the life of the messenger on the fifth floor.

Killing a messenger is nothing to Su Yuan, but what makes him feel strange is that the two of them confronted each other on the stairs, but Yang Jian remained silent, as if he had completely disappeared from the fifth floor of the post office Same.

Where did that guy go?

After collecting Zhao Feng's body and the restricted ghost, Su Yuan did not continue to the fourth floor, but chose to turn back 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 he was never found again.

If he hadn't known Yang Jian and had a clear understanding of his strength, Su Yuan would have suspected that he had been captured by a ghost.

"Strange, where did that guy go? Did he leave the post office? Or did he say..."

Suddenly, Su Yuan had a thought, as if he remembered something, and then quickly went to the hall on the fifth floor, where many oil paintings were hung.

"Could it be that he entered the ghost post office in the oil painting? Or has he left the post office?"

Su Yuan returned to the lobby on the fifth floor of the post office.

The pairs of eyes in the oil paintings were staring at him again. Some eyes still exuded malice, while others looked at him strangely. The people in these oil paintings had successfully escaped the existence of the post office.

Is the top messenger.

If the person in the oil painting is still alive, it must be an incredible ghost master.

Su Yuan stared at the portrait of Yang Jian's father. The eyes of the man in the oil painting turned, as if he was looking at Su Yuan. The person in the painting was almost similar to Yang Jian's. It is enough to prove that the relationship between them is extraordinary.

"Could that guy enter the painting to find his father?"

With this in mind, Su Yuan stretched out his hand tentatively and touched the surface of the oil painting. A strange thing happened, his hand was disappearing, and at the same time a palm appeared on the oil painting, touching Yang Jian's father. go.

However, the latter didn't seem to want to get in touch with Su Yuan, so he turned around and left, his back became smaller and smaller in the oil painting, as if he was gradually going away.

"Don't give me a touch, how stingy."

Seeing this, Su Yuan curled his lips, and then withdrew his palm.

The characters in the oil painting cannot be separated, but the world of oil painting is common. The characters in the painting can leave for a short time, but they will return to the original oil painting in the end.

Since he couldn't find Yang Jian, Su Yuan wasn't too worried. After all, he was quite at ease with Yang Jian's character.

Next, he had no intention of continuing to investigate the post office, but found a room to rest.

However, until dawn, Yang Jian still did not appear, as if he had really disappeared.

"Is it really trapped?"

With this in mind, Su Yuan stood up and left the room, but just as he walked out of the room, he found a group of people on the fifth floor of the post office.

There are men and women in this group, the number is not too many, there are about seven or eight people, but everyone's face is very solemn, it is obvious that they have returned to the post office again after many years, and everything in the post office gave them a huge blow again. pressure.

The moment Su Yuan came out, the eyes of a group of people fell on him.

Su Yuan was also taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "You came so early, everyone, it must have been a hard time last night! You came to the post office so early, probably not for the mission of delivering letters."

Looking at Su Yuan standing at the door of the room, these people looked solemn.

Su Yuan's unscrupulous appearance makes people really not understand the depth, and the messengers who can reach the fifth floor are not simple people. There are only a few people like Zhao Feng, and the other party is not lucky. If I met someone like Su Yuan, if it was someone else, it's still unknown who would win.

"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 caused commotion among the messengers.

"Sure enough, it's in his hands."

"Kill him and get the letter back!"

"Rookie, you are so courageous, you are really not afraid of dying."

"..."

Some people sang red face, some sang bad face, 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, stared at Su Yuan and 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 like us, return to freedom, if you continue to send letters, you will die miserably."

It seems that they intend to persuade Su Yuan to change his position.

As long as the position changes, there will be no grievances or enmity between each other, and misunderstandings can be resolved.

Unfortunately, their calculations are doomed to fail.

I saw Su Yuan put the black letter into his pocket, and said casually: "Why? I won't, what can you do with me?"

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 this letter leaves the post office, then the fifth floor of the post office will continue to assign letters The mission is over, all our couriers on the fifth floor will be manipulated by the post office and lose their freedom, and you are also the courier who came from downstairs, so you should understand the dangers in the delivery process."

"The danger is only for the weak, and you are too weak."

Su Yuan was unmoved: "Although it is a bit shameless to say this, it is undeniable that this is the truth. The weak have no right to speak, and what I say is the truth."

This is completely unscrupulous ridicule, and this confrontational attitude clearly expresses Su Yuan's position. There is no possibility of reconciliation between the two parties. The difference in position is doomed to irresolvable conflicts.

"Actually, I'm not alone, it's just that another guy has gone somewhere, so all you see now is me. This is your misfortune, because I'm not as good at talking as he is."

Looking around 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 take you to completely deal with the ghost post office, even if it is not possible, At least control the ghost post office and get rid of the fate of delivering letters, but if you don’t want to, then all of them will die.”

The atmosphere suddenly became serious, but no one dared to believe what Su Yuan said easily. After all, he was a stranger, and the post office had existed for at least decades, so it was really so easy to solve. , has been solved long ago, how can it continue to operate until now.

No one dared to believe it easily, and these words could not break the tacit understanding between the messengers on the fifth floor for more than ten years.

After all, there is a price to be paid for breaking the tacit understanding.

Once the team is wrong, it will definitely be liquidated afterwards.

And most importantly.

Right now it's [-] vs [-], no matter how you look at it, the odds of winning on my side are better.

In addition, it may be a conspiracy to divide everyone and make everyone mess up.

The eyes of the man who stood up flickered for a moment, and then said: "What you said is very touching, but we have no way to believe you, how about this, you send the black letter back to room 502 first, and then we make an appointment Talk to the location outside the post office."

The man opened his mouth and said a way that he thought was the best of both worlds.

The others nodded upon hearing the words, and did not say much, acquiescing to his approach.

After all, one more choice is also a good thing.

It would be a little reckless to make a decision now, and this strange man is so confident, he must have something to rely on, if he really wants to make a move, he will definitely die, and it is best not to make a move.

It's just that Su Yuan lost his patience at this time: "I think you guys made a mistake. Do you think I'm bargaining with you? I'm not begging you, but giving you a chance. Since you don't grasp it, then all of you go to hell!"

"The young man took a big breath, just relying on you? Like solving us? It's understandable to have a temper, but can't you weigh yourself when you say this? The water on the fifth floor is very deep. It's not you who came up from the fourth floor. Newcomers can understand, but you'd better show some respect to us seniors, otherwise you will die very..."

It was the middle-aged woman who spoke. Although she looked earnest, she was actually very strong and gave off an aggressive feeling.

But before she finished speaking, she stopped, and the expression on her face gradually became pale and terrified, her eyes were wide open, as if she had seen a ghost.

Not only her, but others as well.

Because... they really saw a ghost, and not one, but a group of...

In every corner of the fifth floor, a group of terrifying figures slowly appeared, some in blue robes, some in white clothes... In terms of numbers, it was even more hopeless.