Clouds move in all directions

After returning the same way and climbing out of the courtyard wall again, Yu Qian looked back behind him with some fear in his eyes.

I have a problem with my spawn point. I don’t know if it’s because of the ghost lake or if there’s something wrong with the place itself.

No one may know the truth, and Yu Qian doesn't want to explore it.

He stopped staying any longer and quickly left Linyuan Community with his hands in his pockets.

Before leaving, Yu Qian glanced at the door of the community and saw that the two armed men had gone somewhere.

Yu Qian's eyes flickered slightly, and his pace began to speed up again.

There is a pit here.

Can't stay long.

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

Yu Qian sat next to Wu He, looking at the flowing water, his figure reflected in the water, and the little girl on his shoulder.

Wait for those mercenaries to take the lead and test the depth, so that you can benefit from the others behind.

The one-eyed old man looked at the city around him with some helplessness.

It seems like it's the default, but actually it's the default, because someone here has the acquiescence.

"It's not us who want these two people to die, it's something on their bodies that makes them die. There's nothing we can do about it."

"The things on Yang Jian's body cannot be taken by the circle of friends, and they dare not take them. After all, he is already a criminal policeman, but I am different. Although I am also a non-governmental organization, I am not in Dajing City after all. Even if I kill Yang

The headquarters won’t say anything, after all, it’s far away, and because of my brother, the most they can do is fine me some money.”

"I told you that you should be spared and spared, but you guys just didn't listen. It's fine now. The three of us, who are almost three hundred years old in total, fell into the hands of a young man. What a shame.

The old guy is almost dead. If he hadn't died, you would have been laughed to death if word got out about your situation."

The rest were all left in the hands of Gui Hua. One piece, and the most terrifying one, was taken away by that boy Yu Qian.

"Okay, that's it, we'll die together if we fail." The one-eyed old man didn't hesitate and took the lead in walking in one direction.

And according to the original situation, there are not many people in Xiaoqiang Club anymore.

Wang Xiaoqiang put the phone on the table, looking a little unhappy. It was not easy for his cheap brother to arrange things.

This seems to be a happy thing, and it is true for Wang Xiaoqiang.

But he said that it was a supernatural place, in an abandoned old building.

But it would be different if he was controlling the ghost paintings. He might have to run all the time, and he might be caught up if he wasn't careful.

If done well, he might have avoided that fatal attack directly.

The circle of friends ranks second in terms of private power, second only to the Dahai City Paranormal Forum. The ghost controllers sent by an organization of this level are not too rubbish.

The kind of resuscitation that cannot even be saved.

But he said it was in the suburbs of Taiyuan.

Controlling ghost lakes has the benefits of ghost lakes, and controlling ghost paintings also has the benefits of controlling ghost paintings.

“In the end, Johns and I were responsible for the finishing touches.”

"Ye Feng, think about it, two people who controlled the second ghost by themselves without anyone's help, do they have no secrets in them?"

Yu Qian still felt a little helpless, but there was nothing he could do. He could still sit back and relax while driving the ghost lake. After all, there were ghosts in the ghost lake, but they couldn't move.

The abacus is very good, or everyone is very good at the abacus, no one thinks that he will lose, no one.

All this was just because he and his brother had difficulty in unifying their opinions.

"Well, it's confirmed."

It's not that they are too strong, but that they are too weak.

If he is still dead, then people in the circle of friends will take action. No matter how you think about it, this person named Yu Qian is dead.

There are too many ghosts in ghost paintings.

"Is that so? It's safe."

He calculated carefully and never missed any opportunity to make money. Wang Xiaoqiang's calculations were extremely good.

The old man thought to himself, looking very helpless.

Yu Qian lit a cigarette he borrowed from the gangster and thought about how to operate it.

"So, according to the ideas of some big shots, it is better to use the secrets of this talent to cultivate more talents. Anyway, this person has not joined the headquarters, so a very interesting thing happened."

"Looking at the situation, I have to get something to protect my consciousness, but I seem to have a way."

"Okay, I won't say anything. Anyway, if we fail, everyone will die together. I don't care."

The rest of the people responded, and then a few people didn't talk, but each picked up a backpack, left the unfinished building, and headed towards the city.

"Has the goal been determined?"

This is difficult.

Wang Xiaoqiang seemed to be having particularly good conversation today, and without realizing it, he had already called Wang Xiaoming the third brother.

"Don't worry about this, let's do it as a formality. There have been a lot of member deaths recently, and the shareholders can't stand it anymore. We can just push everything to Yang Jian and make them think that the club will be destroyed by Yang Jian alone."

I don’t believe they would agree to kill Yang Jian under such a sense of crisis."

"I understand what he means. He just wants to benefit the people. His idea may be the idea of ​​some people. Some precious and mysterious things should be studied by my brother so that they can have the greatest effect."

These two are a fierce bunch.

This situation might not have happened if he had not committed suicide before summoning the soul, but after summoning the soul, they successfully attracted the hostility from the source of the ghost painting.

"A bunch of bones?" Ye Feng thought for a while and said.

Locking the door, he quickly took out three sticks of black incense and inserted them directly in front of the door.

"What did Professor Wang say?" Ye Feng thought for a while and replied.

"There is no other way. He can only pretend that he didn't see it. After all, he is his old club, so he still has to take care of it." Wang Xiaoqiang said very casually.

The longer they stay inside, the more likely they are to be attacked by ghosts.

"Forget it, I looked at the task before and didn't dare to do it, which resulted in me losing the opportunity to compete for the person in charge. Now that someone has promised it, I have no reason to refuse."

"Tsk tsk... The world of big shots is really scary." Ye Feng couldn't help but shuddered when he heard the truth told by Wang Xiaoqiang.

"How do we arrange it for Yang Jian?" Ye Feng asked.

"So, we have to let the circle of friends enter."

"Are you sure you can do it?"

If it weren't for those three old friends, he wouldn't be here.

"Hades, you are responsible for sniping the target at the position where Yonieff is observing."

Xiaoqiang Club is just a miscellaneous fish, and it may be very troublesome to operate.

Recalling a phone call he had received before, he laughed.

As they left, a man in a windbreaker appeared from the entrance of the corridor. He looked at the few people disappearing outside the unfinished building with a somewhat disdainful expression.

"Andeli, you are responsible for leading people to attack, attract the target, and consume the target's time."

"It just so happens that the laboratory's funds have incurred a large expenditure, and now we can just make up for it."

"When the operation begins, we must do a good job. The salary this time is 300 million." One of them, a middle-aged man with golden hair and scars on his eyes, said solemnly.

It was impossible for Yu Qian to let his supernatural power attack him back.

"Well, here we are."

To be honest, he really didn't want to come to this old building.

With supernatural binding, your own ghost lake will regard the fierce ghost as one.

"Why don't you come here? This place is not so friendly."

"Repeat the target's identity."

I'm just worried that the ghost scissors are even weirder than I imagined.

And if the headquarters has it, it means that the circle of friends can get it. That ghost scissor is very annoying.

And this hostility is still getting worse.

The problem is, he has no way not to do the things he arranged.

Controlling ghost paintings and ghost monsters directly hit the ceiling. Except for the ghosts who restrain ghost paintings, no ghost or ghost controller's ghost monsters can compare to ghost paintings.

The arrangement was perfect. From beginning to end, Wang Xiaoming did not show up. The whole process was done by his circle of friends and others, and the headquarters did not say a word.

"As for Yu Qian, this is simple. He is just a person who can only handle B-level supernatural events perfectly. Although he is a talent, this talent headquarters has him."

The pair of scissors in Fang Shiming's hand would make him uncomfortable. They seemed to be able to cut with his consciousness. There is a photo of him in the headquarters, so that's for sure.
To be continued...