Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 928 The blood-stained gavel

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Unexpectedly, the surviving messenger on the fourth floor was hiding in the wardrobe of bedroom 404.

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They do have some means to get a strange thing with a supernatural aura. This wardrobe is not a supernatural item, but because there were ghosts hiding in the wardrobe before, some strange changes have taken place in the wardrobe. Only, it seems to be able to isolate the movement from inside and outside.

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Let the ghosts outside the closet not find the people in the closet.

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It also prevents the people in the closet from hearing the movement outside.

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Although very tasteless.

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But at the moment, it is very useful to be on the fourth floor of the out-of-control post office, at least it can make people safely through the most dangerous night.

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And the location of this wardrobe is also very clever.

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Intentionally placed in room 404 with ghosts, to be company with ghosts.

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After all, ghosts are real ghosts, but messengers are not necessarily real messengers. You can take this opportunity to avoid the ghost hidden in the messenger.

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"Sure enough, other messengers survived. The messenger on the fourth floor is indeed very thoughtful." Although Li Yang was very interested, he had a more important task, which was to block the door.

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Because outside the door, the hurried footsteps walking back and forth did not stop.

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The ghost is still lingering outside the door.

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At the same time, the headless corpse of Liu Qingqing, who had opened the wardrobe door, moved. Her body seemed to be fine. She slowly walked towards the place where her head fell, and then bent down to smash the shriveled and shriveled body. Picked up his head, and then assembled it for himself.

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The neck and body are puppets, which can fit perfectly, without even needing to borrow the ability of ghosts.

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Liu Qingqing moved her neck and made a clicking sound. She touched her forehead.

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The hammer blow was terrifying, her forehead was sunk in more than half, and her beautiful head was deformed. She tried to press it, but there was no way to restore it to its original state. It seemed to have caused permanent damage. The person must be dead, even if it is a ghost, I am afraid that it has already been repelled.

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"The puppet's body itself is supernatural, and the mallet is very unusual." Yang Jian knew very well how special Liu Qingqing's body was.

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Although Liu Qingqing survived the blow without dying, it doesn't seem to be very effective.

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It is possible to smash the head of the puppet's body, which means that the real ghost will be smashed to the head if it bears the blow.

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"Kill him." Liu Qingqing's beautiful face was extremely gloomy at the moment, she was a little angry and wanted to kill.

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Yang Jian glanced at her: "It's up to me to kill or not, not you."

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"Aren't you going to kill the messenger on the fourth floor? He is against us. Do you still want to let him go? If you don't do it, then I'll come."

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Liu Qingqing stepped on high heels, with a shriveled head, and walked over.

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"Calm down." Wang Shan advised.

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He didn't want to see Yang Jian and Liu Qingqing conflict.

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"Shut up." Liu Qingqing gave Wang Shan a fierce look, and at the same time an invisible spiritual curse fell on Wang Shan.

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Wang Shan stood motionless like a puppet, his hands and feet were stiff.

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puppet?

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Seeing this, Yang Jian was unmoved: "If I don't kill, do you want to fight with me? Liu Qingqing."

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After speaking, he stepped on the Qu Hongtao on the ground, and then held the cracked spear, ready to start again.

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Although Liu Qingqing was angry, she still didn't lose her mind because of it. She just couldn't stand herself being turned into such a ghost, and her beautiful head was deformed by a hammer.

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Seeing Yang Jian's tough attitude, she stopped and did not dare to challenge Yang Jian's bottom line.

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Once you really tear your face, you will do it.

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She will definitely be killed on the spot.

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There is no other possibility.

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As a messenger mixed into the supernatural circle, Liu Qingqing was somewhat clear about Yang Jian's intelligence information. Many people who were stronger than himself but opposed to Yang Jian were killed by him, and he had a great record in the supernatural circle.

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People who don't know Yang Jian will naturally feel that his attitude is arrogant when they see Yang Jian like this.

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But if you know his strength, you will understand that Yang Jian's attitude is already very low-key and restrained.

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"Are you trying to protect him?" Liu Qingqing resisted the urge and asked.

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"I do things, don't ask, don't think that you can question me righteously after being attacked a little."

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Yang Jian said, "Don't blame others for your own incompetence. I didn't blame anyone before when I fought against Specter in the corridor and suffered injuries."

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Although Liu Qingqing was annoyed, she could only swallow this breath.

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"As for you, go to the closet and call out the people inside." Yang Jian kicked.

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Great strength.

He directly kicked the messenger named Qu Hongtao into the air and smashed it heavily on the wardrobe.

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"you......"

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Qu Hongtao gritted his teeth and groaned. He stared at Yang Jian, as if he wanted revenge and resistance.

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But considering his own situation and the surrounding situation, he didn't dare to mess around, so he could only get back into the closet without looking back.

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The wardrobe seemed to be bigger than it looked. After entering it, it seemed as if it had disappeared, and no one could be seen.

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soon.

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There was movement in the wardrobe again, the clothes hanging inside shook, and several figures came out.

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As Qu Hongtao said, there were three people including him.

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"Interesting, I didn't expect a capable messenger like you on the fourth floor. My name is Wang Feng. What happened just now was just a misunderstanding. How about reconciliation?" His face was slightly haggard, with a smile on his face, his eyes locked on Yang Jian.

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They had a brief exchange in the closet just now, and got to know the situation outside.

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"That gavel is very special." Yang Jian said suddenly.

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Next to him, Qu Hongtao dodged his eyes, but he held back when he wanted to speak.

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"You said this? It's really special." A blood-stained mallet slipped out of the sleeve of the man named Wang Feng, with a strange aura.

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"I want it."

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Without saying a word, Yang Jian acted instantly, and he immediately wanted to grab it.

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"Friend, you're impulsive." Wang Feng's eyes became gloomy. He picked up the mallet in his hand and smashed it down at the blackened palm that Yang Jian stretched out.

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The ghost hand was beaten, and instantly felt numb.

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And it's not just the ghost hands, Yang Jian almost felt like he lost consciousness in half of his body.

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"I don't know whether to live or die."

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With the cracked spear in his other hand, Yang Jian slashed at the man.

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Wang Feng couldn't avoid it, and a large piece of his arm was directly cut off, blood dripping, and the bones were exposed.

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The sharpness of this hatchet is really outrageous.

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"Too much."

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Another messenger next to him saw the clue at this moment, he rushed out and stopped in front of Wang Feng.

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The ghosts that covered the past were isolated at this moment, forming a spiritual place that could not be involved, and the ghosts' attempt to invade this Wang Feng failed.

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"Interesting, there really are ghost riders on the messenger on the fourth floor." Yang Jian didn't try his best, just tried it out a little.

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If he really wants to do it, these people can't be his opponents.

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After all, there were too many ghosts on the fourth floor tonight, and he didn't want to add a few more ghosts to recover.

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But Wang Feng didn't know that Yang Jian was very restrained, and thought that he had exhausted all his strength, and everyone was just an equal opponent.

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"It doesn't make any sense to fight each other here. You already have that knife in your hand, and you still miss mine? Let's stop it. It's hard to say if you can survive tonight. Internal fighting is very stupid."

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He ignored the bleeding arm, but was wary of Yang Jian's attack again, but he was horrified: "What the **** is this guy, he was struck by my blood-stained mallet, and he seemed to be a normal person, and There is more than one ability to use Specter, is the newcomer from the third floor so scary?"

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monster?

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I don't know why ~www.readwn.com~ Wang Feng had such an idea vaguely formed in his mind.

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"Who would think that there are too many things in his hand." Yang Jian shook his numb arm.

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This feeling should be the suppression force from the supernatural object.

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After being hammered, the ghost can temporarily lose the ability to move and fall into a state that is almost sleepy.

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Although it is dangerous, it is not fatal.

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The premise is that you don't get hit in a row, otherwise, the suppression and superposition may cause your consciousness to fall into a deep sleep.

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"Do you want to help?" Eagle stood on Yang Jian's side, ready to start at any time.

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Yang Jian said, "No, I want to try the ability of the fourth floor messenger."

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After speaking, he turned and said: "If you want me to stop, it's very simple, show the corresponding strength, or hand over the gavel."

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Immediately, he strode forward again holding a cracked spear.

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"This lunatic." Wang Feng's face also became gloomy.

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He has a strong premonition that if he continues to do it, the person in front of him will never die, only the three people on his side will die.

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I didn't expect it, I'm on the fifth watch.

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(End of this chapter)

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