Fang Shiming's mysterious recovery

Chapter 43 The Death of Wang Xiaoqiang
"I'm just reporting to you as a matter of routine. I follow the rules, but I hope you who make the rules will also follow the rules." Yang Jian said.

Zhao Jianguo hesitated for a moment before saying: "Assassination of an Interpol, no matter who it is, anyone or any organization, will be punished as a crime against humanity, and the only punishment is death. If it is a ghost master, then Interpol must give priority to it. over the incident."

Such rules are formulated to ensure the survival of the criminal police.

Originally, the criminal police were working hard on supernatural events. If they were assassinated by humans, the governments of various countries would never allow it. If the rules were not strict, who would be a criminal policeman in the future?

Yang Jiandao: "So, I hope you don't make mistakes in principle."

Zhao Jianguo was so blocked that he could not speak.

"Hang up, we'll talk next time." After Yang Jian made a report, he immediately hung up the phone.

Once the communication is disconnected.

Zhao Jianguo couldn't help but let out his temper; "Damn it."

Throwing the communication device in his hand on the ground violently, it smashed into pieces.

Qiqi, the other correspondents in the communication room, looked at Zhao Jianguo, but he cursed angrily.

"It's not good for Wang Xiaoqiang to offend anyone, but he just provoked Yang Jian. He caused me trouble. Even the criminal police wanted to assassinate him. Does he want to rebel?"

Wang Xiaoming also had to explain the situation.

The best result is to let Wang Xiaoming protect Wang Xiaoqiang privately and give Professor Wang a face, and as for this side, he will fully cooperate with Yang Jian's actions.

So two not guilty.

He didn't know that Wang Xiaoqiang had been nailed to death in the coffin.

The black ghost under Yang Jian's feet covered Wang Xiaoqiang's body, strangled his neck tightly, and then lifted him up from the bed.

He poured gasoline from Huangquan on Wang Xiaoqiang's body.

There is a ghost hiding in his body, but what really belongs to Wang Xiaoqiang is the outer layer of skin. If the outer layer of skin is burned off, can he still live?

After thinking about it, Yang Jian took out a lighter, lit it and threw it at Wang Xiaoqiang.

"boom."

Wang Xiaoqiang's body began to burn, and after a while, only lumps of flesh and a skeleton remained.

The skeleton and the ghost flesh recovered quickly, and the skeleton's palm suddenly moved, grabbing the ghost on the neck.

The ghost realm of ghost flesh spread rapidly, and the golden ghost realm spread rapidly around Wang Xiaoqiang's family. Seeing this, Yang Jian secretly cried out.

Based on revenge, but forgot to bring the gold box.Yang Jian had no choice but to open the ghost-eyed ghost domain and shift to the golden ghost domain.

I felt dazed for a moment, as if my consciousness was blurred.Immediately afterwards he regained consciousness.

Suddenly, he found that the golden ghost domain had disappeared.

In front of him was Wang Xiaoqiang before he died, and there was a rusty coffin nail on his forehead.

Yang Jian opened his eyes wide, showing a look of shock, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet directly to his whole body.

"Turn back in time?"

He picked up the phone abruptly and looked at the call records of the satellite positioning phone.

No record?How can this be.He obviously chatted with Zhao Jianguo for a long time.

"No, that's impossible."

Slowly a figure appeared, it was Fang Shiming.

At this time, the headless ghost in his body was suppressed, and everything around him became still.

He walked slowly towards Wang Xiaoqiang, went to Wang Xiaoqiang's side, turned to Yang Jian and said, "This guy owes me ten B-level ghosts. If you kill him, I'll ask someone to ask for it."

Saying that, he was going to pull out the coffin nail.

"Wait a moment."

"En." Fang Shiming turned to look at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's eyes were full of fear.

Ghost Eye has been avoiding this person, trying to keep his figure out of Ghost Eye's sight.

As a result, the ghost eyes on Yang Jian's forehead kept turning left and right.

Sudden.

Ghost Eye was out of control at this moment.

It was almost impossible for Yang Jian to decide, at the same time, all the eyes on the back of the hand, the back of the head, and the body opened simultaneously.

In an instant, he reached the pinnacle of what he could achieve.

But it didn't take two seconds.

All ghost eyes closed in unison.

And shed blood and tears.

Yang Jian took a few steps back with fear on his face.

He saw Mimiko next to Fang Shiming, with a pale face, this ghost is more terrifying than Ghost Painting, no, more terrifying than the Lord of Ghost Eyes, who is this? ?

The strength gap is too great, but Yang Jian is not going to let Wang Xiaoqiang go.

"You just said that Wang Xiaoqiang owed you some ghosts, didn't you?" Yang Jian simply closed his ghost eyes, which made him feel much better.

Fang Shiming held Mimiko in his arms and said, "That's right, he just got ghost meat from me, and he promised to give me ten B-level ghosts in the future."

Although Yang Jian didn't know who this person was?But as long as it's not for Wang Xiaoqiang's revenge, he quickly said, "I'll give you those ghosts, how about it? I only want Wang Xiaoqiang's life."

"Okay. Here is one A-level ghost, count you four B-level ghosts; the golden skull counts you one B-level ghost; you only need to give me five B-level ghosts, or one A-level ghost, one B-level ghost also."

"Ahem." Mimiko coughed.

Fang Shiming glanced at Yang Jian, and when he waved his hand, a layer of white light illuminated the room.

next second.

Only Wang Xiaoqiang was left in a puddle of mud. The two ghosts on his body had disappeared, and Fang Shiming had disappeared as well.

Yang Jian looked at Wang Xiaoqiang with lingering fear. He never thought that this guy would have such a powerful partner. He must not be allowed to live. The threat was too great.

He called Zhao Jianguo just like he did just now. If it was, Zhao Jianguo seemed to answer Yang Jian's phone for the first time.

After hanging up the phone, the black ghost under his feet covered Wang Xiaoqiang's body, strangling his neck tightly.

"Kakaka."

Wang Xiaoqiang died completely, and Yang Jian took back the coffin nails.

"Who is it?"

Yang Jian took out the human skin paper and found that the human skin paper trembled slightly, so he opened it to have a look.

"I'm Yang Jian, I'm already dead when you read this sentence..."

"I really want to throw you to that ghost."

The handwriting on it began to gradually become blurred, and finally all the handwriting disappeared, and then a line of words quickly appeared:

"No, please don't give him..."

Yang Jian's eyes widened and he continued to read.

"...I killed Wang Xiaoqiang today, and suddenly time went back, and a person appeared beside me. He is Fang Shiming, the president of the circle of friends... His strength is terrifying... If possible, I can trade with him and get back the ghost mirror... "

"He is Fang Shiming. It's really scary, especially the female ghost beside him."

Suddenly, Yang Jian found that the recovery state of Ghost Eye was suppressed, just like when he was controlling Ghost Eye.

He looked into the distance, and there was the Xiaoqiang Club.

"You guys should die together. He was Wang Xiaoqiang's subordinate before he was alive, and he can sleep with him after death. By the way, send me some ghosts."

Yang Jian picked up the coffin nails and slowly walked out of Wang Xiaoqiang's villa.

(End of this chapter)