Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 1034 Instant Reversal

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The atmosphere is solemn.

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The messengers who came to the fifth floor of the post office in the early morning stared at Yang Jian one by one, both watching and taking precautions. Some people were even ready to do it. They wanted to kill Yang Jian as soon as possible and take back the black letter. letter.

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But Zhao Feng's fiasco made them fearful.

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This newcomer on the fifth floor is not easy. If you really do it, you may win, but there will definitely be damage between them.

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Under the circumstance of concern, Wang Yong stood up and tried to change Yang Jian's position. As long as the position can be changed, this conflict can be avoided.

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"Do you want us to help you completely solve the ghost post office? Or take control of the ghost post office?" Wang Yong's eyes flickered, and he looked at Yang Jian in surprise.

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Crazy idea.

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Ordinary messengers don't dare to think about this issue, but this Yang Jian seems to have made this plan a long time ago.

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"Fate is in one's own hands, not in the hands of the post office. Leaving the black letters in the post office may be able to gain temporary freedom, but that is just self-deception, the balance will always be broken one day, and for what you call I don’t know how many people it has indirectly affected.”

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Yang Jian said: "Today, I will take this opportunity to give you a chance to think and choose. Join me and follow my arrangements. I can lead you to completely get rid of the curse of the messenger. Of course, there will be dangers during the period, and some people will Death, but I believe that those who can come to the fifth floor will have enlightenment in their hearts."

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"Besides, from the way you look, you know that life is definitely not good. When you hide your identities, you are doomed to be unable to obtain a higher social status. It is normal for you to live in poverty. If you agree to my request, I will give you an offer. The settlement fee is enough for you to solve your worries."

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"How much can you give?" the man in the takeaway clothes said with a gloomy face.

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Others glanced at the delivery man with different expressions.

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Yang Jian stretched out a finger: "One person, one hundred million, regardless of life or death."

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This time, he was willing to spend all his money and directly offered a very high price, which was enough to make any ghost hunter at the bottom of the society tempted.

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"One hundred million? Have you read too many novels? Do you know how much one hundred million is? You are so young that you may not even be able to come up with ten thousand yuan. I think you want to take this opportunity to divide us and reach your own level. Don’t believe him, everyone, he’s not ashamed to speak up here before he has even grown up.”

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Someone immediately sneered, with a bit of sarcasm.

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"Whether you can take it out or not, you will know if you try it. There is no signal in the post office, otherwise I can prove it to you with a phone call." Yang Jian said: "So the most important thing is not the money issue, but yours. manner."

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"Money is not a big temptation for us. If we don't hide our identity, it is not difficult to get money."

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Liu Ziwen, who was wearing a suit, said indifferently, "What we care about is freedom and life. The curse of the post office has affected us for a long time. We won't be able to enjoy any more money if we don't solve this problem."

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"Instead of believing that you can solve the ghost post office, it is better to do business as usual and return the black letters to room 502, Wang Yong, what do you think?"

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Then he looked at Wang Yong next to him, who was wearing pajamas and slippers.

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Right now, the two sides haven't made a move, and there is still room for thinking and turning around.

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Wang Yong was silent and thinking.

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To be honest, he was really shaken. Before, he just thought that Yang Jian just wanted to take the black letter and start the task of delivering the letter, but he didn't expect that Yang Jian actually wanted to completely solve the ghost post office, and even control the ghost post office.

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Once Yang Jian succeeds, the messenger can indeed recover his freedom.

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This is much better than continuing to deliver letters.

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And this Yang Jian also promised to pay for the settlement, and it was a huge sum of money. Although Liu Ziwen said that the money was not important to the messenger on the fifth floor, this was only what he said. In fact, the money is indeed very important. It's important enough to be worth someone's life for this Yang Jian.

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Hope and benefits, Yang Jian gave them all.

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Wang Yong believes that he is not the only one who is secretly tempted. The only worry is whether this Yang Jian is worth betting on his life.

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"There's no need to look at others at this time. You are all too young, and you have your own thinking and judgment ability, so make your own decisions." Yang Jian said coldly.

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However, after a brief silence, no one publicly agreed to support Yang Jian.

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Although some people were moved, it was just a heartbeat. After all, although Yang Jian said it well, 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.

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After all, breaking tacit understanding comes at a price.

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

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And most importantly.

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Right now, it's six-on-one, no matter how you look at it, your side has a bigger chance of winning.

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Someone else is right, Yang Jian's words may have divided everyone, causing everyone to be in chaos.

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"You send the black letter back to room 502 first, and then we will make an appointment to go to the post office to talk. If you can really pay 100 million yuan per person to settle down, we can consider your request."

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Wang Yong opened his mouth and said a method to get the best of both worlds.

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The others nodded and said nothing, acquiescing to Wang Yong's approach.

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After all, one more choice is a good thing.

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It is a bit reckless to make a decision now.

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Yang Jian smiled at this time, his smile was very cold, he raised the long spear in his hand and fell heavily, making a loud noise, shattering the floor on the ground: "I think you haven't figured out a fact, I'm not begging you. , but to give you a chance, you have no room for bargaining."

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"If the opportunity is given, if you don't seize it, then all of you will have to die here for me today."

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"It's understandable that young people have temperaments, but can't you weigh yourself when you say this? The water on the fifth floor is very deep. It's not understandable for you, a newcomer who came up from the fourth floor. You are the best for us seniors. Show some respect, or you'll die miserably."

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It was the middle-aged woman who spoke. Although she appeared to be bitter, she was actually very strong, giving people an aggressive feeling.

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Yang Jian didn't talk to him, he just said: "Since no one is willing to seize this opportunity, then I will not persuade me too much. Now I want to know, how much supernatural power can you use now? After more than ten years, you can still How long will it last?"

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"Don't worry, it's okay to kill you." Another messenger said.

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"Then don't talk about it, do it, kill me, I believe you can take it back naturally. If I knew this was the result, I should have attacked you before so that you can't walk up to the fifth floor alive, now I will make up for myself. This mistake is not too late." Yang Jian said indifferently.

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He didn't do it first, he just wondered if he could get a few messengers from the fifth floor to come over.

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Although the messenger on the fifth floor should be killed without any mistake, from the overall point of view, he needs some talents to deal with supernatural events, not for himself, but also for the future.

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The six messengers froze when they heard the words, looked at each other, and immediately made up their minds.

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Do it!

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Kill this newcomer and make the fifth floor of the post office business as usual.

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scoff! laugh!

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next moment.

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The lights on the fifth floor of the post office flickered eerily. Although it was daytime, the surrounding light seemed to disappear and was rapidly dimming. Even if the lights in the post office were still there, there was no way to prevent this kind of darkness from eroding.

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and many more.

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This is not black.

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Instead, the eyes are gradually losing light as if they were covered by something.

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As the light got darker and darker, Yang Jian saw a vague outline appearing in front of him, like a child's finger, that finger swayed in front of his eyes, trying to cover his eyes.

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"Are you ready to do it? Just seeing one of my ghost eyes, I immediately made a countermeasure, trying to cover my ghost eyes with a ghost, all this is that they don't know ghosts yet. under the power of the eyes."

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"It seems that the messenger on the fifth floor is not bad."

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Li Gui covered his eyes, but he couldn't cover all Yang Jian's eyes, because he didn't have more than one ghost eye, and a ghost could only cover two ghost eyes at most.

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The lack of sight of the two ghost eyes means that the ghost eyes are suppressed.

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But it doesn't stop there.

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The entire lobby of the post office on the fifth floor began to twist and shake at this moment, and the light was changing. The bodies of the people in the lobby were sometimes stretched, sometimes shortened, and sometimes tilted... A supernatural force interfered with everything here, Formed the ghost realm.

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"Don't give him a chance to do something, kill him in one go. This man is more powerful than he imagined, and I can't affect his body." The middle-aged woman hurriedly said, her body was not disturbed in the slightest.

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Because she is the one who uses the ghost realm.

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"Wang Xiuying," said the man in the driver's suit.

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This middle-aged woman named Wang Xiuying understood immediately.

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The hall was twisted, and the body of the man who ran for the driver was also twisted. His position was changing, and it was twisted together with Yang Jian's position, and they were very close to each other all of a sudden.

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It's like being teleported in the ghost realm.

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It's just a little more special this way.

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A sharp knife appeared in the hands of the man in the driver's clothes. It was a fruit knife, not big, but it was stained with blood, like a murder weapon.

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next moment.

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The blood-stained fruit knife stabbed into Yang Jian's body.

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and then pulled it out quickly.

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The twisted place was restored, and even though the man who ran on behalf of the driver didn't move, he was already far from Yang Jian's side.

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The wound that was stabbed was bleeding non-stop and could not be healed. At the same time, starting from the vicinity of the wound, the surrounding flesh and blood began to turn gray, cold, and lost its vitality, as if it had suffered some kind of erosion. become a corpse.

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The blood-stained fruit knife is obviously a supernatural weapon.

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Let alone a stab at a living person, even if it cuts a little bit of skin, it will bleed non-stop, and then die quickly, turning into a corpse, and even Specter will be affected.

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Ghosts cover their eyes.

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A blood-stained knife.

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Twisted hall.

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The three messengers took action. Although the remaining three had a tendency to do so, they stopped when they saw that things were going well.

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"He's dead." Liu Ziwen, who was wearing a suit, said as he adjusted his glasses.

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"Don't be too happy, he seems to be a little wrong and hasn't moved." Wang Yong said.

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"Can't move, Specter covers his eyes, not only his sight is covered, but his body perception will also be blocked, which means that he is already dead before he realizes the danger."

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Liu Ziwen said: "Maybe he has the ability and ability, but when I talked before, I was already ready to do it, and I was waiting for this moment. He has less experience and is a little too big, but it's okay, save money. Do my best."

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Wang Yong didn't speak, and he was still uneasy in his heart.

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If this newcomer is really so easy to kill, how did Zhao Feng fall?

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"I'll just say, this young man is not very talented, and his tone is crazy. He was stabbed and he will die soon." The middle-aged woman named Wang Xiuying snorted.

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"Is this the end?"

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There are also messengers who feel a little too relaxed, but feel worried. They will not let their guard down until they are sure that Yang Jian is really dead.

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"Pfft!"

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next moment.

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Standing still, Yang Jian lost his breath of life, and he fell to the ground, who had become a cold corpse.

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However, after falling to the ground, an incredible thing happened.

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The man who fell to the ground changed his appearance in the blink of an eye. It was not the newcomer named Yang Jian, but a middle-aged man in an apron with a slightly out of shape figure.

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Is that... Zhao Feng?

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Zhao Feng's body was still bleeding, his body was ashes, apparently he had just died.

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The appearance of this scene made all the messengers' eyelids jump, and their hearts shrank suddenly.

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If the Yang Jian just now was Zhao Feng, then who is the body of Zhao Feng next to everyone?

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"Damn, we've been tricked..." A messenger called out, but the words stopped abruptly before he finished speaking.

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A blackened palm grabbed his neck.

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The ghost hand has the characteristics of suppressing a Specter. The messenger was unable to struggle and resist, but with a click, his neck was easily twisted, and after a few twitches, his body drooped softly.

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behind.

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A figure gradually appeared.

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The first thing he saw was a pair of scarlet eyes, emitting a strange red light.

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"you......"

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Wang Xiuying turned her head sharply, twisting everything around her, but she had just done so, when suddenly a huge slit was torn open in her neck, blood spattered, and then her head seemed to be cut off by something and rolled to the ground.

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"Why, how could this be."

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Her consciousness is still not dead, she can't believe that she is so far away from that Yang Jian, why she is still attacked.

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"Wang Xiuying." The man who was driving on his behalf was angry at this time. The flesh on his face fell off piece by piece, and the exposed part rotted and stinked. His body quickly changed from a living state to a ghost state. .

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He remained conscious and briefly turned into a ghost.

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Holding a sharp knife.

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At this moment, he is dangerous and terrifying. He cannot be killed, and he can easily kill others.

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The man in the driver's clothes strode forward and wanted to attack Yang Jian.

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Fierce.

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Zhao Feng, who was lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes and woke up, but his eyes were no longer Zhao Feng, but a stranger. As if he had received an order, he rushed towards the chauffeur with rusty hands in his hands. At this moment, the spotted iron hook shot, directly hooked into his flesh and blood and pulled it out.

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"what!"

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A shrill scream came from the mouth of the man in the chauffeur's clothes. His body swayed, as if it was split in two. outside.

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At first glance, it looks like the soul is out of the body.

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"Soul Enchanter... Zhao Feng, how could he?" The man in a suit named Liu Ziwen was completely shocked.

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"boom!"

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But before the words were finished, a long spear suddenly flew out, directly piercing the head of another messenger who wanted to do it, and nailed it to the wall next to him.

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The corpse twitched a few times, and then immediately stopped moving.

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Blood, screams, corpses.

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In just an instant, the situation suddenly reversed.

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Even the ferocious chauffeur man was restrained and killed.

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At this moment, Wang Yong's palm twitched slightly, and he wanted to start, but he stopped again for some unknown reason.

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Because, he felt that he was being stared at by strange eyes, and in just a moment, he seemed to disappear from this world.

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"what!"

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The last miserable cry came, and the man who was the driver was part of the living person, and Zhao Feng used the rusty iron hook to hook it out alive.

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As soon as it was hooked out, the part of the living person shattered instantly like porcelain, and then dissipated immediately.

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The Specter's body holding the sharp knife stood there, motionless, without any movement.

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obviously.

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he died.

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Not only him, Wang Xiuying also died.

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The rest of the messengers were strangled by Yang Jian, and one was nailed through their heads.

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For a moment.

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Four of the six messengers were damaged.

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The only ones left were Liu Ziwen and Wang Yong. At this moment, one of them was in a cold sweat, and the other was stunned and didn't dare to move.

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It's not that they lack the ability to work hard.

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But it all happened so fast that they felt powerless.

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Obviously the gap is not too big, why did you lose so badly?

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"Actually, your abilities are pretty good~www.readwn.com~ but it's a pity that you met me." Yang Jian said indifferently, and then slowly put the corpse in his hand, and threw it aside like a piece of junk .

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His words were not modest.

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It was Zhao Feng who had his memory stolen by him and got the information.

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Otherwise, it would not be so easy.

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"Zhao Feng...he betrayed?" Wang Yong glanced at Zhao Feng solemnly.

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It was he who suddenly woke up and killed an important person on his side with his own hands, otherwise the situation would not have been reversed so completely.

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"I'm not Zhao Feng."

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Zhao Feng said, but his tone changed and he became a stranger.

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"It turns out that it is no wonder that Zhao Feng didn't die before, and he still has breath. It turned out to have been replaced by a certain personality. When Zhao Feng was thrown out before, it was not a demonstration, but a trap." Liu Ziwen took a deep breath and understood the matter. the beginning and the end.

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This is something no one thought of.

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Because everyone's attention was attracted by Yang Jian when he started just now, who would have thought that Zhao Feng would suddenly stand up and attack the people here.

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"But your means are exhausted, and we haven't tried our best." Wang Yong regained his composure, and he was still confident.

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(End of this chapter)

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