The man next to him named Liu Mingxin realized what Yang Jian was going to do and hurriedly tried to stop him.

But it's too late.

Yang Jian was very decisive in his actions and tore them apart thoroughly, not giving these people a chance at all.

Of course, they couldn't stop Yang Jian from tearing up the letter.

"Did he tear up the letter? Damn it." Someone yelled, his voice trembling.

Shredding a letter is equivalent to directly completing a letter delivery task.

But this comes at a huge cost.

The messenger will be attacked by a fierce ghost, and such an attack will occur regardless of occasion, time, or place.

But ordinary people can't stop such an attack.

For them, there is still a lot of possibility to survive by delivering letters.

Tear the letter into pieces and you will surely die.

"To tell you the truth, I didn't plan to deliver this letter at all. I wanted to go to the third floor, but I thought it would be too slow to deliver the letter. I planned to take a shortcut." Yang Jian casually scattered the scraps of paper in his hand.

On the ground, he said slowly.

"A red letter can take a courier from one floor to the next. I have delivered a red letter on the first floor before."

"You lunatic, if you want to die, you can die on your own. Don't drag us into this. Do you know that after tearing up the letter, you will be attacked by evil spirits?" The man named Liu Mingxin said with a pale face, angry and frightened.

According to Yang Jian's statement.

This red letter is the delivery mission of all the messengers on this floor. Now that he has torn it up, it means that all the messengers on this floor will be attacked by evil spirits.

This is totally harmful.

Yang Jian said calmly: "I know, but so what? For you, the result is the same. You will die if you deliver the letter, and you will die if you don't deliver it. Both the left and right will die, so why go out and cause trouble for others? Die in

This post office is quiet and quiet, isn’t it nice?”

"Wang Shan, what do you think?"

After speaking, he looked at Wang Shan who was standing in the corridor opposite.

Wang Shan felt cold sweat break out on his forehead.

Yang Jian's attitude towards the ghost post office has changed.

In the past, the investigation was cautious, but now it is much more radical.

If he guessed correctly, the incident in Dahai City should have had some impact on him.

"You, you are right. Hong's letter is very difficult, and it can easily have a huge impact on the outside world, bringing supernatural beings into the real world. If you tear up the letter this time, if you can survive, then all the messengers on the second floor will

Will go to the third floor, this is an opportunity."

His tone was trembling, and he forced himself to explain.

It won't work without an explanation.

Even if Yang Jian doesn't tear up the letter, who would dare to complete this red letter task?

Only he is qualified to complete it. Even the messengers on the second floor will definitely die one by one. The probability of surviving is about the same as tearing up the letter.

"Fuck your mother's stinky fart."

The tall, muscular man yelled: "I can live for at least a month delivering letters. If I do this now, I might really die here today. I don't want to go upstairs and be a messenger. I always deliver letters on the deadline."

Yes, I just want to gain a little more safety time."

The interval between delivery tasks for the courier on the second floor has been extended.

One letter a month.

It's seven days downstairs.

The sufficient deadline is why there are more messengers on the second floor than on the first floor.

"It's really disgusting. Today's plans have all been disrupted by this newcomer. If I had known this, I should have broken your legs just now."

"What should I do? What should I do now? There has never been an example of someone shredding a letter directly in the post office, and they also tore up this red letter that they have never encountered before."

"The supernatural won't invade the post office, right?"

These people were talking a lot, some were angry, some were frightened, and some were worried.

Yang Jian's face was expressionless. He ignored the various looks from these people. He was just doing what he should do.

He does not allow another supernatural incident of the level of Fushouyuan to occur outside.

There is Ye Zhen in Dahai City, and there is a supernatural forum that suppresses it by force.

That is not available in Okawa City.

Therefore, weighing the pros and cons, shredding the letter is the safest option.

It would be better to die for all the messengers on the second floor than to die for hundreds, or even thousands or tens of thousands of people outside.

not to mention.

This is indeed the fastest way to go upstairs.

"boom!"

However, at this moment, loud noises suddenly appeared.

The doors to the rooms from 21st to 27th were all opened at this moment, and an invisible supernatural force began to disturb the surroundings.

The dim lights in the corridor flickered slightly.

A cold, dark atmosphere was spreading rapidly from downstairs at this moment.

Uneasiness immediately rose from everyone's heart.

"It's coming, it's really coming." Liu Mingxin opened his eyes wide and his heart was trembling.

No need to fight now.

The price for tearing up the letters appears, and the ghost will attack all the messengers on this floor today.

Yang Jian still looked calm. After tearing up the letter, he turned around and walked back: "Li Yang, prepare to go back to the room and survive this attack. We will meet on the third floor. If you can't survive, everyone will die together."

Li Yang at the door of Room 21 nodded solemnly: "There should be no problem. After all, we are well prepared this time."

"I hope so." Although Yang Jian was well prepared, his current condition was very poor.
Chapter completed!