Mysterious Recovery

Before the curse of the music box came, Yang Jian was ready to deal with it.

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Whether it was a plan, a coffin, or a weapon, it was all done in a short period of time.

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The reason for such a hurry is because Yang Jian can't be sure whether the curse outbreak time revealed by the human skin is accurate or not. If he really steps on the timing to deal with it, what if there is an accident in the middle of it? .

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Any kind of joke can be made, but life-related jokes cannot be made.

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Especially in my own life.

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Yang Jian dealt with the outbreak of the curse a day earlier, and now he transported the coffin into the secret room of the safe house, and then took the newly forged long gun, the old blood-stained newspaper, and one of his mobile phones off. Good door, lying in the coffin.

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In order to prevent the phone from running out of power, he also brought a power bank with him.

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Then, he lifted up the heavy metal plate coffin next to it and slowly closed it.

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The coffin lid was designed by Yang Jian as a chute, which was also an arrangement to prevent him from escaping from the coffin easily out of control.

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"Crack!"

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The sound of the heavy metal card slot sounded, and the coffin lid was sealed.

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In such a closed environment, as a living person, you will soon suffocate to death.

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But Yang Jian doesn't care. If he can survive this, he won't be considered a living person after waking up. He doesn't need breathing or oxygen at all.

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A familiar yet unfamiliar sense of depression came over.

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It seemed to return to the scene where he hid in a body bag when he was in Huanggang Village.

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The coffin was not dark, a layer of red light enveloped this small space.

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Yang Jian used the ghost realm to check the tightness of the coffin.

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Your craftsmanship is good.

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Once this metal coffin is closed, even the ghost realm can be isolated. After all, the interface is made of gold material, and there is no need to cut corners. It is guaranteed that there will be no problem when it is used to imprison the ghost.

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"Since everything is ok, then everything begins."

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After Yang Jian lay down, he took a slight breath and picked up the old blood-stained newspaper with both hands.

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The strange newspaper is densely filled with lines of different sizes of handwriting.

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"I'm Yang Jian."

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He will use the supernatural power contained in the old blood-stained newspaper to remind him of his identity, so that he can retrieve his own memory a few days later, instead of dissipating his consciousness and turning his memory into someone else's meeting.

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Just like those who were punished in ancient times.

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Yang Jian covered his face with the old newspaper.

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The old newspaper with blood on it was very strange, and it stuck to Yang Jian's flesh in an instant, directly covering his eyes, nose, and mouth, leaving only the outline of his facial features outside.

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Unable to breathe, it was very uncomfortable.

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As if he was about to suffocate, Yang Jian opened his mouth and subconsciously wanted to take a breath, but the newspaper was dented, and it was stuck even tighter.

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Although this old blood-stained newspaper looks fragile, it is actually very difficult to shred.

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Yang Jian's entire face was glued together without leaving any gaps.

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But he has not yet suffocated, he is still conscious, and even if he is really suffocated, he will not die, because the curse of the music box is still echoing in his mind, no matter how serious Yang Jianshou is before this curse has stopped. The damage will not die, even if his head is cut in half, he can still survive.

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"let's start."

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Yang Jian thought for the last time, checked it again, and after confirming that there was no problem, he reached out and pulled out the coffin nail that had been nailed to the ghost.

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Do not.

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Now it's not a coffin nail, but a spear full of cracks,

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Once removed.

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The suppressed complete ghost immediately resumed action.

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soon.

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Yang Jian's body control was deprived, and his whole body returned to the state of Mingyue Community again. His body was not under control, but his consciousness was awake.

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At the same time, the situation of ghosts invading consciousness reappeared.

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Yang Jian felt a cold and strange thing trying to engulf his consciousness, but all of this was blocked by the sound of the music box.

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as expected.

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The supernatural confrontation forms a fragile balance.

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This process will continue until the curse of the music box is over, and everything will change dramatically until the curse breaks out.

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that's all.

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Yang Jian, whose face was covered with blood-stained old newspapers, lay cold and stiff in the coffin he built himself, like a corpse, waiting for time to brew and slowly decay.

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No one can imagine.

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This seemingly ordinary corpse still has consciousness, and only after the plan is successful, consciousness returns, replaces Specter, and becomes Specter with living consciousness.

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Time passed little by little.

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Yang Jian's body remained motionless, and everything fell into a dead silence.

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However, the next morning.

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In the dark, there was a faint light in the cold coffin.

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The light came from a mobile phone next to Yang Jian's body.

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There is a text message on the phone.

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The person who sent the text message was... Feng Quan.

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But at that time, Yang Jian didn't know all of this, and couldn't ignore it.

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Feng Quan's text message was not only sent to Yang Jian, but to a group. The target of this group message was Yang Jian's entire team, and the content of the text message was only two words.

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"Help!"

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It turned out to be a distress message.

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Inside the Shangtong Building in the early morning.

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Tong Qian and Zhang Han are on duty today.

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"What's going on? Tong Qian, did you receive it? It's Feng Quan's text message, and he actually sent a distress message." Zhang Han was very shocked. He looked at the information on his phone and checked it repeatedly, and found that there was nothing wrong.

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It wasn't a spam message, or someone sent it wrong on purpose.

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"I got it too."

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Tong Qian frowned. He was using the headquarters' satellite positioning mobile phone, which could directly confirm the identity of the person who sent the text message.

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"It is indeed Feng Quan's, and he is in Dachang City, but the location information shows that he is still moving and has not arrived in the urban area."

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Zhang Han's expression changed: "The captain is not here now, what should I do now?"

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Only Tong Qian knew that Yang Jian was hiding in the safe house No. 1, but he would not be stupid enough to leak this kind of intelligence information everywhere, so he just told Zhang Han that Yang Jian was going on a business trip for a few days and would not be back for the time being.

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"Yang Jian is not here, I'll be in charge here. Since Feng Quan has sent a distress message, he has to go over to take a look." After Tong Qian finished speaking, she stood up and was ready to set off.

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Zhang Han was stunned for a moment: "But we don't have a ghost realm, so it's not easy to support at such a long distance."

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Tong Qian said: "What ghost realm is not a ghost realm, we are human, can't we drive there? Yang Jian uses the ghost realm indiscriminately because he is special, how can ordinary people's ghost control stand up to such unscrupulousness Do you think that you are not dying fast enough by using supernatural powers?"

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"But I remember that the company was equipped with a helicopter some time ago. I went to Zhang Hua to ask."

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Zhang Hua is the liaison officer sent from the headquarters.

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Responsible for coordinating Yang Jian's handling of supernatural events, and also responsible for all aspects of support.

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"There is indeed one helicopter, do you need to use it?" Zhang Hua heard Tong Qian say that he was going to travel, and immediately confirmed the situation.

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"Yes, I'm going to use it now, the situation may be very urgent." Tong Qian said.

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Zhang Hua nodded and said, "No problem, I will arrange it immediately. The helicopter will take off immediately in three minutes. Please rush to the apron."

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"Thank you."

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After Tong Qian finished speaking, she immediately took the exclusive elevator to the apron on the top floor.

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Zhang Hua also immediately informed the pilot to prepare for takeoff.

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"Just the two of us? Huang Ziya, Li Yang, don't they need to be called over?" Zhang Han asked worriedly on the way to the helicopter.

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"Don't worry too much, let's go over and check the situation first. It is unlikely that a large-scale supernatural event will occur near Dachang City. Feng Quan's positioning signal has been moving. I tried to send him a message, but he did not reply, so he did not confirm the truth. Under the circumstances, it would be very rash behavior to dispatch all the staff." Tong Qian said.

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He learned this from Yang Jian.

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When Yang Jian went to Dachuan City before, he only brought Li Yang with him, and he and Xiong Wenwen were called for support when he encountered something he couldn't handle.

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This reduces the risk.

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Now that Yang Jian is away, Tong Qian is temporarily serving as the captain, and she needs to take the lead.

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soon.

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A helicopter took off from the Shangtong Building and quickly rushed to the place where the signal came from.

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Feng Quan's positioning signal came from a section of expressway on the outskirts of Dachang City.

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It's foggy here.

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Everything around was shrouded in thick fog.

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And the dense fog was constantly fluttering, heading in the direction of Dachang City.

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The strange thing is that the dense fog floating all the way does not mean to dissipate at all, on the contrary, the area covered by it has become larger and denser as time passes.

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In the thick fog.

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A panicked, embarrassed figure appeared.

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This is a man of about twenty-five or sixteen years old. His body is dirty and smelly. There is a thick layer of mud on his body, hair, and face. It was the same as when it was dug up again, and the body had a stench of decay.

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He is Feng Quan.

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Code name, Ghost Mist.

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There was no expression on Feng Quan's muddy face, only a kind of weirdness and stiffness.

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But the pair of eyes exposed outside revealed unease and anxiety.

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The ghost fog is moving, and so is he.

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But he is not an anomaly, nor is he a ghost.

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Using Ghost Mist and Ghost Domain to move will consume a lot of energy for him. If he uses it for a long time, he will immediately lose his balance and die in the resuscitation of the ghost.

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But Feng Quan had to do it.

Because he was very unlucky, he aroused the vigilance and hostility of some people when he investigated his former colleague Pei Dong and the curse of the pendulum clock.

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So he is being hunted.

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The battle between ghost riders has always been a life-and-death struggle.

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"Dadong City, an ancient house in the Republic of China, where the curse of the pendulum clock came from." Feng Quan gritted his teeth and roared, "You can't keep this secret."

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The voice drifted, and it came out of the thick fog.

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But on this highway, an old taxi followed closely without being thrown away.

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This taxi is very old, and it is of the antique level. Now even the car scrapping factory can't see it. It is hard to imagine that this thing can still be driven.

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"If you kill you, the secret will be kept. Pei Dong is a waste. He ran away from Tong Qian and failed to kill you, which led to the leakage of important information. That curse is related to the life and death of many people, and you should not I've been investigating this matter out of curiosity, why don't you just hide in Dachang City honestly after you survived last time, under the protection of that Yang Jian, you can wait to die peacefully."

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A cold voice came from the old taxi.

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It was a man in his thirties who was driving, wearing a hood, a mask, and a down jacket, with only one pair of eyes exposed.

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In the back of the taxi, two people sat,

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One is Pei Dong, codenamed Ghost Touch Head.

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His face was gloomy, his scalp was cracked, and there were hideous marks, as if his scalp had been ripped open by something.

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The other is a skinny man with red eyes, like a walking mummy, which makes people feel creepy.

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three people.

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The three are ghost riders, just to hunt down Feng Quan who investigated the curse of the pendulum clock.

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Feng Quan was obviously unable to fight against the three and could only escape.

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"If you can't leave, the cost of using the ghost realm is very high. Although you have controlled two ghosts, you will still have the danger of the ghost's recovery. You can't compare with those aliens, so that's it."

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Floating with the sound.

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The old taxi accelerated again and rushed directly into the thick fog.

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That thick fog is a ghost fog.

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It is both a ghost realm and a terrifying place that can devour living people.

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However, it is unbelievable that after this old and almost scrapped taxi rushed into the dense fog, the surrounding fog was rapidly dissipating, as if it had been dissipated.

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"Is it suppressed?"

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Feng Quan's heart froze, he actually felt the restlessness of his own recovery calm down.

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If it was normal, this would be good news, but now...

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The car came at a gallop, and the lights came on behind him.

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accompanied by a piercing and eerie honk of horns.

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Feng Quan looked back subconsciously.

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The old and almost scrapped taxi appeared in front of him for some unknown reason.

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"How can it be?"

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Feng Quan's eyes widened, extremely shocked and surprised.

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But the next moment.

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His body shook violently, and a huge force came, and the old taxi knocked him out of the air.

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The body is collapsing, the consciousness is blurring, and the head is roaring.

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"Yes, it's a supernatural thing..." Feng Quan had such an idea in his mind.

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But then, he fell heavily to the ground.

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His body was shattered, his head was crooked, and he fell on the highway in a strange posture.

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The thick fog dissipated, and the sound of the brakes stopped.

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Liao Fan stepped out of the car with a gloomy expression: "Isn't it dead yet? Your other ghost's life-saving ability is really strong. When hit by this ghost taxi, the real ghost can fly into a short-term crash. state, unable to move, but the balance of your body has been broken, and death is very fast."

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Beside the old taxi, Liao Fan, Pei Dong, and another person looked at Feng Quan, who was motionless and twisted in a ball.

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Just wait for his consciousness to completely dissipate before leaving.

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As for whether there will be a supernatural event here, he can't control it.

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This is not what they are responsible for. They are only responsible for killing Feng Quan and cutting off the headquarters' investigation of Dadong City and the ancient house of the Republic of China.

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"I think let's go now. This is Dachang City, Yangjian's territory. If he comes, we won't be able to leave." Pei Dong suppressed his voice and reminded him.

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"If you come, you won't be able to leave us." Liao Fan's voice was hoarse and emotionless.

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"Don't forget, he had a fight with Ye Zhen in Daishi, and he missed the bottom line. The nails of the coffin are in his hands."

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Liao Fan continued: "It's okay, just leave after killing. Although we don't need to fight with the captain, it doesn't mean that I'm afraid of him, and I'm not sure about Feng Quan's death, and it's not easy to communicate there. "

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Pei Dong and the other person were silent.

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At this moment, Feng Quan's body gradually appeared thick layers of soil.

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It was a black and smelly grave.

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The cemetery was constantly engulfing his body, trying to cover it up.

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This is a balance failure, and Specter has recovered.

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However, at this moment, the sound of the propeller came from the distant sky.

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A helicopter flew quickly from the center of Dachang City.

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"No, Yang Jian is here." Pei Dong was startled and hurriedly said.

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He suffered a loss in the hands of Yang Jian and almost died. Later, he was lucky enough to escape, and he didn't dare to have any idea of ​​revenge, he just wanted to hide away.

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If Feng Quan hadn't had to investigate the curse of the pendulum clock this time, he wouldn't have come to Dachang City.

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"Wait, it's not Yang Jian."

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Another man who looked like a mummified corpse said, "If it was Yang Jian, it would have already been covered with Ghost Domain. Many people in the hands-on habit circle know about his archives, and it's not difficult to analyze it if you pay attention."

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Liao Fan grinned, his laughter still hoarse and weird: "So Yang Jian is not in Dachang City... No, no, Yang Jian is in Dachang City, I bought his itinerary information before coming here, he was in Dachang City yesterday. ."

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"Then why didn't he come?" Pei Dong asked.

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"He has a problem and can't come. Feng Quan must have sent a distress message on the way. If this didn't lead Yang Jian, the answer is already obvious. It seems that the last fight with Ye Zhen had a great impact on him, hey. , it seems that I should thank that Ye Zhen later." Liao Fan was keenly aware of something and made a judgment.

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This kind of accurate judgment is a bit scary, just because Yang Jian's ghost realm didn't appear, it can't be judged that there is a problem with him.

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It was almost as if I had seen it with my own eyes.

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Obviously, he is also a top ghost rider, with the qualities of a top ghost rider.

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"Feng Quan was planted, something went wrong in Yang Jian, so the person on the plane should be...Grimace Tong Qian."

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Liao Fan raised his head and looked at the helicopter that was getting closer.

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"To take advantage of his illness to kill him, just wipe out this team from Ghost Eye Yangjian in one wave, so as not to retaliate in the future, take that coffin nail by the way."

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Another man who looked like a mummified corpse said in a low voice.

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"You really want to do it? I remember that you should know Yang Jian, so you don't miss the old feelings at all." Liao Fan glanced at the corpse-like man.

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"As long as we are sure that something is wrong with Yang Jian, we will enter Dachang City. Yang Jian has a lot of things in his hands, enough to exchange our lives for half a year, or even a year," said the mummified man.

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Liao Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and thought about it: "Okay, as long as Tong Qian is finished and Yang Jian has problems again, I will go to Dachang City for a walk. I have been jealous of the coffin nail in his hand for a long time."

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"Ye Zhen was all nailed to the ground. If he really got it, he might be able to get rid of that curse."

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After a quick discussion.

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A plan was formed.

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At this moment the helicopter stopped on the highway.

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Tong Qian and Zhang Han jumped down.

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"Grimace Tong Qian?" Liao Fan had a weird chuckle in his tone after seeing it.

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"you know me?"

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On the side of Tong Qian's head, under the kerchief, a strange and neutral smiling face turned towards him.

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"But just now, did you laugh? Is it so funny? Try laughing again."

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He smiled at Liao Fan, but on the other face he saw Feng Quan who was unconscious and in a state of recovery. Suddenly, his heart froze, and a surge of anger welled up in his heart.

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These people are attacking Feng Quan.

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And Feng Quan was actually unable to fight,

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Is it because there are a lot of people on the other side, or is it because some of the three are too powerful, and Feng Quan can't even escape.

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"Feng Quan is the person in charge, have you thought about the price for taking action against him?" Tong Qian grimaced and asked the three of them.

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The breeze blew, and the face towel fell off his face.

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Three faces suddenly appeared in front of everyone~www.readwn.com~ I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked so much, people like you are criminals among the ghost hunters, there is no reason to say that, dealing with people like you The best way for people is to kill, because your existence will only cause greater impact and destruction, killing more people, so please die. "

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Tong Qian has gone through a lot, and the innocence in his heart has long been buried.

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next moment,

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He laughed.

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No, it was his grimace smiling.

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"Very good, just say hello and start, Tong Qian, you are not the same as what you wrote in the documents." Liao Fan did not have any fear or retreat, but was eager to try.

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It's not because Tong Qian is weak, but because Yang Jian hasn't appeared until now.

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The previous judgment was confirmed.

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Something went wrong in Yang Jian.

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"Do it."

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Liao Fan drank with a hoarse voice.

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"damn it."

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Zhang Han's face instantly turned ugly. He never imagined that it would turn out like this just for a visit.

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To fight the three ghost riders.

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When was the last time you made a move?

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It should be when he and Yang Jian fought against the ghost coffin in Huanggang Village.