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Chapter 165

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    Facts have the best convincing power.

    Yang Jian's ghost eyes are displayed in front of people, this is the best evidence.

    Boss Qin, who was contemptuous before, froze, staring at the eye on Yang Jian's forehead, and Boss Qian, who was watching the play, also opened his eyes slightly.

    "This is?" Zhang Xiangui was also obviously surprised.

    Zhang Wei pursed his lips and said in a low voice: "Brother Leg is about to go crazy, those two old bastards actually look down on Brother Leg, the horror of that thing has exceeded the space of human imagination, I am a man who came out of school alive,  Dad, there are some things you should really look at."

    Take a good look, that desperate and frightening ghost.

    "It seems that he has some skills." Zhang Xiangui thought to himself, looking forward to it even more.

    "Is that eye real of yours?"

    Mr. Qin pointed to the ghost eye, and asked seriously: "Is it glued?"

    "Instead of caring about my eyes, Mr. Qin should pay attention to the surroundings and see what changes there are. I just let the two of you take a look at the truth about this sales department. In fact, this place is already haunted, but you haven't discovered it yet.  That's all." Yang Jian pointed to his sofa.

    Boss Qin touched the sofa with his hand, and felt that the sofa was sticky.

    He was slightly startled, and turned to look.

    I don't know when the sofa I was on was covered with blood.

    "Damn it, what's going on?" He stood up in shock.

    At this time, Mr. Qin saw not only bloodstains left on the sofa, but also on the ground, walls, and even the ceiling. The bloodstains hadn't dried up, as if what happened just now, even in his teacup,  It was not packed with tea either.

    It's thick blood.

    "Tick tock, tick tock."

    Blood dripped from the ceiling and landed on Mr. Qian's bald head. He touched it, and his frightened face turned pale in an instant: "Damn it, I didn't say it was haunted here. Quick, get out of here."

    "Mr. Qian, wait for me." Mr. Qin hurriedly picked up his briefcase and left as if fleeing.

    "What's the matter with them, why did they run away suddenly?"

    Zhang Xiangui on the side was stunned for a moment, and felt a little bewildered when he saw the two people leave like crazy suddenly.

    Yang Jian smiled and sat on the sofa: "Because I let them see some scary things, it is not wrong that there are ghosts in the sales department, but it should only be the ghost who is with Zhang Wei, and that ghost cannot  It was more intuitive to scare the two bosses, so I added a little bit of material to make them hallucinate."

    "After being frightened and feeling fear, the next business will naturally be easy to talk about."

    Zhang Xiangui was a little surprised; "Can this be done?"

    "There is nothing impossible in the ghost domain." Yang Jian said seriously.

    "For example?" Zhang Xiangui asked more and more curiously.

    Yang Jiandao; "Although I don't want to say so much, it doesn't matter if some things are said. Not only can people have hallucinations in the ghost domain, but it can also make ghosts have hallucinations. Here you think that the real thing is real.  If it¡¯s fake, it¡¯s fake, like this cup, I can make it appear on the table, and I can also make it appear in your hand.¡±

    After finishing speaking, the quilt on the table disappeared, and appeared in Zhang Xiangui's hands the next moment.

    "It can appear in the hands, and it can also appear in the human body." Yang Jian grinned suddenly.

    "Murder?" Zhang Xiangui was taken aback.

    Yang Jiandao; "No, killing people doesn't need to be so troublesome, it's overkill."

    Opening the ghost domain to kill people is like killing chickens with a sledgehammer, which is pure waste.

    "The real purpose of the ghost domain is to trap other ghosts, not to deal with people. No one will use missiles to fight mosquitoes. To deal with people, guns are enough."

    He reached out and patted the table, and a pistol exuding golden metallic luster appeared in front of him.

    "You even have a gun, you can't really be an Interpol, are you?" Zhang Xiangui was even more shocked.

    Yang Jian was surprised and said, "Uncle Zhang thought I was just talking nonsense before? Although I haven't officially taken up the post now, it is very safe to take over as the next Interpol in Dachang City. Once the succession succeeds, all the police forces in Dachang City will  I have the right to mobilize, let alone block Uncle Zhang's villa, block a few neighborhoods, a few streets will be fine."

    Zhang Xiangui was suddenly at a loss for words.

    He felt that he was really underestimatingThis Yang Jian.

    I thought it was just a young man with some special skills, but I didn't expect that he would be the person in charge of Dachang City in the future.

    This position is incredible.

    "Brother Leg has no skills, how can he be called Brother Leg."

    Zhang Wei said aside; "Didn't I tell Dad before that I bought a gun from Brother Leg."

    After speaking, he touched his pocket, and really took out a handful of golden Sand Eagles.

    "You brat, show me." Zhang Xiangui hurriedly took over.

    One start.

    The cold, heavy hand told him that this thing was real.

    "Do you dare to buy this thing?" Zhang Xiangui scolded.

    Yang Jiandao: "It's okay, let Zhang Wei defend himself. Uncle Zhang, if you need it, I can sell you one. This thing is rare in China, but abroad, it is estimated that there are more kitchen knives than at home, but I made it specially.  , not to deal with people, but to deal with ghosts."

    Zhang Xiangui's expression changed. He is a businessman. How dare he come into contact with this kind of thing. If he breaks the law, once he is found out, he will go to jail, and he will not be able to do business.

    "So now you want to scare Mr. Qin and Mr. Qian with supernatural events, and let them sell the real estate in their hands to me cheaply?"

    "That's pretty much what it means."

    "Isn't it too despicable to do so." Zhang Xiangui whispered: "The method is not bright."

    Yang Jiandao; "It's already done. Uncle Zhang said it's too late. If you have this time, it's better to prepare a contract."

    "But they all ran away, how can you be sure they will agree?" Zhang Xiangui said.

    "They can't leave. Without my permission, they can't even leave this room, and they will definitely agree. Not everyone can bear the despair and terror brought by ghosts. Uncle Zhang, you have never experienced supernatural events, so  If you can't understand it, Zhang Wei can understand it." Yang Jian said.

    Zhang Wei nodded approvingly: "When encountering that kind of thing, I am willing to do anything in order to survive, even if it is asking them to offer chrysanthemums."

    "How long will it take for them to agree?" Zhang Xiangui asked.

    "Within half an hour, no one can sustain that kind of despair." Yang Jian said.

    Zhang Xiangui immediately said: "Then I will prepare the contract."

    Yang Jian stopped talking, but slowly closed his eyes.

    He wants to focus on the ghost domain, manipulate the ghost domain, and put on a horror movie for the two bosses.

    And the protagonists are them.

    Although the means are indeed not decent enough.

    But for a rich businessman who can make his business billions, who can guarantee that his methods are clean?

    Zhang Wei's father, Zhang Xiangui, cannot guarantee either.

    Killing the rich and helping the poor, Yang Jian will not be merciful at all.

    Besides, it's just to make these two bosses lose their money, not to kill them.

    Moreover, there were supernatural incidents at the construction site here, and if Yang Jian did not solve them, the supernatural incidents would break out in the future, and the houses here would still be worthless, and the end would be even worse than reselling them at a low price.

    Think of it here.

    Yang Jian couldn't help sighing with emotion: I'm such a good person, I'm always thinking of others.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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