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"This Wang Chaling has a big heart. Other companies are allowed to settle in the building. Don't you know that my existence will involve supernatural events? Once something happens, this building will be in trouble."
Yang Jian entered the office building on this floor, and he looked around.
I saw a lot of ordinary people in the office.
Unlike my own Shangtong Building, Dachang City Shangtong Building employs employees to maintain the operation of the company, and almost all of them are for Yang Jian's service. Other than that, it is not open to the public, and the number of people is very strictly controlled.
"Let's go, let's go." Yang Jian walked towards the crowded place.
At this moment, many employees on this floor gave up their work and gathered around the aisle leading to the toilet, wanting to find out what happened.
These people don't know about supernatural events, so they all have the idea of ??watching the fun.
There was a supervisor who checked the situation, his face was very ugly, and he retreated with a bit of panic.
"Someone has been killed, report to the police immediately."
Many people were in an uproar when they heard that someone had died.
"No, just now I saw that he was fine, why did something happen? Is it true or not?"
"It must be due to too much overtime. I died suddenly. I knew it would happen sooner or later. I have already reacted to the boss. Don't work overtime every day. It's better now."
"I took a sneak peek just now, and I don't think it's a sudden death. The appearance of death is terrifying."
Amidst the discussion, the supervisor trembling with an ugly face made a call with his mobile phone. He contacted the boss and then reported the case.
But at this moment, a cold, tough body directly broke through the crowd and walked into the passage.
"Who, don't you have eyes?"
The supervisor was bumped, staggered, and the phone fell to the ground unsteadily. He was already in a bad mood and immediately turned around and yelled.
"Are you talking to me?" Yang Jian gave him a slight sideways glance.
The supervisor was stunned immediately, he didn't know why the hairs all over his body stood up, and a chill gushed out from the bottom of his heart.
A kind of intuition told myself.
This person in front of him is very, very dangerous.
Like a vicious murderer, no, it's more intense than this feeling.
"you"
The supervisor wanted to say something, but the words got stuck on his lips.
"If you have nothing to do, stay away. If you accidentally die, don't blame me for not reminding you." Yang Jian looked away, and then looked at the corpse that had passed the aisle first.
The corpse fell on the ground in a strange manner, and a long red wooden bench was placed in front of the corpse, which looked strange and abrupt.
obviously.
This person triggered the ghost's law of killing and was killed.
"It's not long enough to die, and the time is very short. Maybe you can steal the memory from the corpse."
Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and the ghost behind him swayed, walking towards the corpse like a living person.
Just standing there, the shadow has covered the entire aisle, the nearby light has been dimmed a lot, and the surroundings have become darker.
That shadow?
Some people were amazed when they saw this scene, because according to the angle Yang Jian was standing at, the shadow could only be behind him, not in front, and it was even more impossible for him to stretch so long.
Covered by ghosts, it gradually invaded the dead body on the ground.
The memory is being stolen by ghosts.
It's just that Yang Jian has not tried to steal the memory of a living person from a corpse, but according to his inference, it should be useful.
"There is indeed a memory, but the memory is incomplete and seems incomplete. I hope to find the scene when he was killed."
soon.
Yang Jian felt the memory of the corpse on the ground appear in his mind.
He is reading.
This person is Wang Feng, an old employee of this company, and his family does not live in Dadong City, he is from other places
Yang Jian didn't read too many of his identities, but only watched the scene in his memory when he came to Dadong City by train, and the scene when he was born in a remote rural area.
Fragments of memory are intermittent.
"You don't seem to be from our company? Who are you? Get out of here quickly. If you don't leave, I will call the police."
&nbsJust that.
Because the red wooden stool appeared in the building without even being alert, and the ghost domain where the red wooden stool appeared was affected.
All these circumstances vaguely reveal that this is a supernatural event that looks ordinary but is actually extremely dangerous.
"No matter how big the threat is, no matter how big the threat is, we must find a way to deal with it, and we can't waste too much time, otherwise the ancient house will get out of control and we don't know what will be involved, so let's think about how to deal with this red wooden stool. The ghost above."
Yang Jian began to think.
The ghost on the red wooden bench cannot be dismembered with a hatchet, because the ghost's feet in memory are off the ground, and there is no mark left when sitting on the wooden bench.
Second.
Ghosts are invisible, only those who are also sitting on the wooden bench can see them.
In other words, if you want to fight, you have to sit on the wooden bench and bear the risk of being attacked by ghosts.
"Feng Quan, don't let anyone interfere with me. If there is a situation, you can handle it yourself. I'm going to deal with this damn thing." Yang Jian said.
Feng Quan nodded and said: "I understand, just leave it to me here."
Yang Jian ignored the corpse on the ground and came to the red wooden bench.
After pondering and pondering for a while, he sat up slowly, and took the initiative to approach the ghost above.
This is also the boldness of Yigao people.
If he hadn't become a different kind, Yang Jian would never have dared to be so reckless.
As soon as he sat down, Yang Jian's expression changed.
A strange and indescribable feeling surged, this feeling cannot be read by memory, and only those who are on the scene can taste it.
The body is gradually losing control.
No.
Instead of losing control, it's better to say that the lower body is rapidly losing consciousness.
Not only Yang Jian's body, but even the ghost image was frozen at this moment.
"Has the complete ghost image been suppressed? The ghost on the red wooden bench is really scary." Yang Jian didn't panic and remained calm.
coming.
soon.
On the opposite side of his wooden bench, a terrifying figure suddenly appeared.
The ghost with the wooden stool closed appeared. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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