Chapter 78

Yang Jian felt a bit disappointed.

Why can't this Ye Jun be killed?

He's somewhat similar to Yan Li.

But...

Looking at this deformed Ye Jun, who was constantly rotting and emitting a foul odor, with fluids flowing everywhere, it could be judged that his condition was even worse than Yan Li's.

He was also a ghost tamer who was about to die from the revival of a fierce ghost.

"I wonder how one can kill a ghost tamer. It seems that weapons made of gold can only cause harm but not kill." Yang Jian squatted in front of the deformed corpse, using a baton to poke the rotten flesh.

His brain was split, his limbs broken, and his face twisted and deformed.

His internal organs were almost completely rotten, black and smelly.

Under such circumstances, Ye Jun could still speak and remain alive, which was undoubtedly a great medical miracle.

He could apply for some awards.

"You... can't kill me. My ghost is very special." Ye Jun said after a moment of silence.

"Yang Jian, it's enough. This is a club, and you're not the only ghost tamer here. You'd better be more restrained." The man who had been drinking with Ye Jun frowned and walked over.

Yang Jian suddenly grinned at him: "I just realized why you so-called seniors come to extort the newcomers."

"Because you're all about to die... right?"

"Your condition is so severe that using your abilities a few more times will lead to death from the revival of a fierce ghost. So you stay in the club, wait for the newcomers, and when they complete ghost-related tasks and make transactions, you take the opportunity to extort and blackmail them. This way, you can earn money without wasting your abilities."

"What a great idea. Did Yan Li suffer at your hands?"

The man's face turned serious.

This was the club's unwritten rule. Although everyone knew it, no one had ever spoken it out so frankly like Yang Jian.

"Since you understand, you should follow it. You are a newcomer, and you still have some time before the revival of a fierce ghost, but you will die too. If you follow this rule, when new people come, you can also enjoy this treatment. For now, let's put aside Ye Jun's matter, but the 50% commission still stands."

"Unless you can take out all the ghost tamers here in one go." The man said with a nasty look.

Yang Jian glanced at him: "Are you provoking me?"

"You can take my words as a provocation." The man said.

Zhang Han, who was standing far away, said: "Newcomer, I sincerely advise you to follow the rules here. The ghost tamers in the club are not just us few; there are even more powerful ones who haven't shown up today. This circle is very deep, and I don't know how much you understand about ghost tamers, fierce ghosts, or other things."

"But you should know that you are just a newcomer."

"Why are you saying so much nonsense? If you want to fight, just come on."

Yang Jian's face showed a fierce expression, and his eyes glowed with a strange red light as he stared at these people.

"It doesn't matter if I can't beat you. If I drag it out until you revive, I still win."

His ghost domain could be used for five minutes, and the probability of revival would increase if he exceeded the limit. Once the limit was reached, he would die.

But he was more certain that these people's limits would not reach five minutes.

Threats didn't work?

This ruthless and reckless madman.

Everyone's hearts sank.

If it really came to a prolonged battle, the probability of them dying from the revival of a fierce ghost was very high.

"What, no one is speaking?" Yang Jian said with a mocking tone: "Scared? Or are you unwilling to fight to the death?"

Damn.

Aren't you just talking nonsense?

If they were willing to fight to the death, they would have gone to handle ghost-related tasks instead of sitting here drinking and chatting and bullying newcomers.

"Since you're not going to fight, stop babbling and go play somewhere else." Yang Jian kicked Ye Jun's corpse to the side.

...

"This guy is really arrogant." The man's face turned especially ugly as he watched Ye Jun being kicked away like trash.

He almost wanted to rush over and fight Yang Jian.

But he held back.

Fighting to the death with a newcomer was really not worth it.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Applause sounded, and a young man dressed in casual clothes, clearly a rich kid, walked over, a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were unusually cold.

"Truly a spectacular confrontation. You are the newcomer Yang Jian that Yan Li introduced? Indeed, you are quite extraordinary. I have a bit of admiration for you."

Yang Jian tilted his head and looked at him: "Who are you? Are you here to talk about the rules too?"

"No, no, no, you misunderstood. I am just the manager of this club. Let me introduce myself. My name is Wang Xiaoqiang. You can call me Xiaoqiang."

The young man who called himself Wang Xiaoqiang said.

"Is your casual name serious?" Yang Jian asked.

Wang Xiaoqiang smiled: "I have no intention of deceiving you. My real name is Wang Xiaoqiang. Here is the club's business card."

He handed over a golden business card.

This club is rich; even the business card is made of pure gold.

"Xiaoqiang Club, Chairman, Wang Xiaoqiang."

"Although there was a bit of unpleasantness between the two of you just now, it's said that a smile can erase old grievances. We are all special talents, and it's not worth it to have a falling out over a small matter. I hope you two can put it behind you and consider today's incident as if it never happened." Wang Xiaoqiang said.

Yang Jian looked at him: "You're quite cunning. You only come to mediate now, but you didn't show up when he was bullying me."

Wang Xiaoqiang's smile stiffened.

"Here, take it back."

Yang Jian threw the golden business card at him.

"You are not fair in handling matters, and your ability to handle things is poor. I think your club won't last long. I was somewhat interested in your Xiaoqiang Club before, but now I have no interest in this den of filth."

It was simple; these people were too short-sighted.

They only cared about short-term benefits and forgot what they truly needed to do.

Instead of thinking about how to survive and solve the crisis of the revival of fierce ghosts, they spent their time drinking and chatting, and bullying newcomers.

So this club would not amount to much.

After seeing this, Yang Jian's heart leaned towards the international police.

If he had to make a choice, he would choose the international police.

But the prerequisite is... there must be a way to solve the revival of fierce ghosts.

Otherwise, joining the international police and constantly executing missions would lead to a quicker death.

Wang Xiaoqiang looked at the business card on the ground, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

"The original intention of establishing the club was to gather the ghost tamers from the public, develop and grow together, make money together, face difficulties together, and help each other. The intention was good, and I hope you don't misunderstand. Personal conflicts and misunderstandings should not affect the reputation of the entire club."

"Do you mean that the club cannot tolerate anyone saying a bad word?" Yang Jian asked.

"Our club is not that domineering." Wang Xiaoqiang said seriously.

"Since you're not domineering, do you mind stepping aside? I have some business to discuss." Yang Jian pointed behind him.

Huh?

Wang Xiaoqiang turned around.

He saw Yan Li leading a few men in suits, who looked like people from the financial industry, walking over.

The leader was a middle-aged woman in a white coat, looking serious and experienced, followed by people who seemed to be accountants and financial officers.

"Miss Sun, this is Yang Jian. He has what you need." Yan Li said as he walked.

"Hello, Mr. Yang. I am Sun Lihong, the main person in charge of this private acquisition project." The middle-aged woman named Sun Lihong said.

"Yang Jian." He introduced himself.

Yan Li glanced at the writhing corpse of Ye Jun and his face changed slightly: "What happened here when I left?"

"Nothing much. This friend named Ye Jun got drunk and tripped over his own feet, falling down. I guess his nutrition is poor, and his body is not in good shape. He accidentally fell like this. It looks a bit scary, so I didn't dare to help him, afraid of being extorted." Yang Jian said.

"That's really careless. Did you call an ambulance?" Yan Li asked.

Yang Jian said: "It doesn't seem serious. Just a bit of skin broken. A band-aid will do. No need to call an ambulance."

"I'm relieved." Yan Li sighed with relief.

"..."

Sun Lihong looked at the guns on the coffee table and the baton with flesh on it.

This doesn't look like someone just tripped and fell.

And... he didn't die in such a situation.

Ghost tamers are indeed a group of evil spirits. Spending even a moment with them makes one feel uneasy.

Although she felt disgust and fear, she didn't show any expression.