Chapter 71

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I thought it was a terrifying supernatural event.

When everyone saw that it was actually a person who came out, they felt as uncomfortable as if they had swallowed a fly.

"You guys have that look on your faces, I can tell you're disappointed. You expected a ghost, not a person." Yang Jian walked out of the room with a slight smile on his face.

"Who are you?" Hao Shaowen's expression darkened slightly as he immediately asked.

He did not let his guard down because of Yang Jian. The person who came out of the room at this moment must be suspicious, as they had already checked and confirmed that the entire rental house contained only Yan Li.

Yang Jian glanced around and said, "Earlier, I heard someone trying to kidnap my family and use it as leverage to extort and rob me. I didn’t hear that wrong, did I? Yes, I’m talking to you, the tallest one."

His gaze fell on Hao Shaowen.

"I’m asking you a question, kid, don’t pretend you didn’t hear me." Hao Shaowen gestured to the side.

Immediately, two adult men with unfriendly expressions approached Yang Jian, seemingly ready to take action.

However, something strange happened.

These two adult men walked past Yang Jian as if they didn't see him and continued into the room.

"I’m curious, knowing that this world has supernatural events, ghosts, and ghost masters who exist between humans and ghosts, why do people still dare to provoke us? Care to explain, friend?" Yang Jian casually closed the door.

Those two adult men disappeared silently into the room.

There was no sound at all.

"Hmm? I seem to have seen your photo... You’re the new ghost master, Yang Jian, right?" Suddenly, Hao Shaowen remembered the information from the file.

The person in front of him looked just like the new ghost master who had interacted with Yan Li.

Yang Jian said, "You only just remembered? Your memory is really bad. But let's continue with the previous question: why did you do this?"

"Isn’t it obvious? It’s for the money."

Hao Shaowen sneered, "Before the global supernatural events, people dared to rob and kill for money, let alone now. Do you know how profitable our line of work is? Forget about you ghost masters, even if real ghosts came, as long as the money is right, we’d dare to take them on."

"A million for your life might be a bit low, but ten million to make someone commit suicide, there are plenty of people in this world who would do it. Don’t underestimate the allure of money."

"You’re still in your senior year of high school, right? The harshness of society is beyond your imagination. Most normal people can never touch the dark side of the world, so don’t blame me for being ruthless. If Yan Li couldn’t protect this huge benefit, it’s his fault. Of course, you can’t either. Coming here today was your biggest mistake."

Yang Jian frowned, looking at Yan Li, who was nailed to the ground and covered in blood. Honestly, he felt very uncomfortable.

Especially since these people had targeted him.

"Are you provoking me?"

He retracted his gaze, and a slit appeared on his wrist, revealing a blood-red eye.

"I’m not provoking you; I’m just stating a fact. I’m taking that box today, or neither of you will leave here alive." Hao Shaowen pulled out a baton from his waist and flicked it, extending it.

"Gold?" Yang Jian glanced at it.

Hao Shaowen said, "Specifically to deal with you ghost masters. Only this can hurt you, these half-human, half-ghost creatures."

"Gold just can’t be affected by ghostly powers, but to think you can completely control ghost masters is a bit naive, isn’t it?" Yang Jian laughed, "Do you really think taking down Yan Li means you can take down others? What do you think we ghost masters are?"

"It seems the one who doesn’t understand the harshness of this world is you, not me."

"Too afraid to deal with supernatural events for money, only daring to use despicable means to rob and extort those who have barely mastered ghosts. You... are worse than beasts."

Hao Shaowen sneered, "This is our line of work. Talking about conscience? Naive. Take action, subdue him first."

He was just stalling for time.

The people behind him were already preparing in secret.

As soon as he finished speaking,

Almost everyone had a small, exquisite crossbow in their hands.

At almost the same time, all the crossbows shot out specially made small arrows, each with a gold thread attached.

The gold threads were also special, with great strength and the properties of gold.

As long as they hit, the gold threads would entangle and even immobilize a ghost. This was a combat strategy developed abroad, originally used by special forces to deal with ghosts, but it was found to be particularly effective against ghost masters and not very effective against ghosts. So this method was learned by people like them.

"Whoosh!"

The arrows flew and immediately pierced Yang Jian's body.

The arrows with barbs embedded in his flesh, and the gold threads immediately tightened.

With six or seven arrows nailed to his body, all pulling tightly, Yang Jian instantly fell to the ground.

"Is that all you’ve got? You’re asking for death."

Hao Shaowen walked over with a cold face, and with one strike of the baton, hit the back of his head.

The force was unusually strong, with no reserve.

Yang Jian's head was immediately split open, blood gushing out, and his body twitched once before going still.

"Dead?" Hao Shaowen was taken aback.

Yan Li was so tough, how could Yang Jian be killed with just one strike?

"No, no, this isn’t Yang Jian."

Then his eyes flicked, and he saw that the person lying on the ground was one of his subordinates who had gone missing earlier.

"When did this happen? When?"

"Clap, clap!"

Yang Jian was sitting on the sofa, clapping and laughing, "Impressive, truly impressive. Your operation was smooth, pretending to stall for time while your subordinates prepared, then striking and finishing the job. You’re experienced, I’ve seen how you deal with ghost masters."

"Right, I’ll remember that and be more cautious in the future."

"Was this your doing?" Hao Shaowen's face was particularly ugly.

Yang Jian's ghost ability seemed quite troublesome.

Was it an illusion?

Or could it change people's thoughts?

Or could it find a substitute?

...

There was too little information to guess.

"Now, I don’t want to tell you, my time is limited. Three minutes... you have three minutes. I have a few questions to ask you. Answer well, and you live. Answer poorly... sorry, you live, but in hell. Also, don’t try to stall for time. When the time is up, I’ll make the choice for you."

Yang Jian's face also turned cold. He had seen how ruthless these people were.

They killed a person in less than ten seconds.

If it were him, without prior preparation, he would have been taken down too.

No wonder Yan Li fell into their hands.

His ghost blood had a significant flaw. It was very effective against ghosts but not against humans.

However, this world wasn’t just about dealing with ghosts; it was also about dealing with humans.

"Now, the countdown starts. First question... who are you working for? No, that’s not the right way to ask. Let’s put it this way: who are you making money from in this deal?"

As he spoke, he took out his phone and placed it on the coffee table, showing a three-minute countdown.

This was the time Yang Jian had given them to live.