The atmosphere is solemn.

The couriers who came to the fifth floor of the post office early in the morning were all staring at Yang Jian, sizing them up and taking precautions. Some were even ready to take action, wanting to kill Yang Jian immediately and take back the black letter.

letter.

But Zhao Feng's tragic defeat made them fearful.

This newcomer on the fifth floor is not easy. If he really fights, he might be able to win, but there will definitely be damage between them.

With concerns, Wang Yong stood up and tried to change Yang Jian's position. As long as the position could be changed, this conflict could be avoided.

"Do you want us to help you completely solve the ghost post office? Or take control of the ghost post office?" Wang Yong's eyes flickered and he looked at Yang Jian in slight surprise.

Very crazy idea.

Ordinary messengers would not dare to think about this problem, but this Yang Jian seemed to have already made this plan.

"Destiny is in your own hands, not in the hands of the post office. You may be able to gain short-term freedom by leaving the black letters in the post office, but that is just self-deception. The balance will be broken one day, and for your so-called

I don’t know how many people have been indirectly affected by freedom.”

Yang Jian said: "Today, I will take this opportunity to give you a chance to think and choose. Join me and follow my arrangements. I can lead you to completely get rid of the curse of the messenger. Of course, you will definitely encounter danger during the period, and some people will."

Death, but I believe that those who can come to the fifth floor have enlightenment in their hearts."

"In addition, looking at you like this, I know that your life is definitely not very good. While hiding your identity, you are destined to be unable to obtain a higher social status. It is normal for you to live in poverty. If you agree to my request, I will give you a

The settling-in allowance is enough for you to take care of your worries."

"How much can you give me?" the man wearing takeout clothes said with a gloomy face.

Others glanced at the takeaway man with different expressions.

Yang Jian stretched out a finger: "One person, one hundred million, no matter life or death."

This time, he was not willing to spend any money and directly offered a very high price. This price was enough to make any ghost controller at the bottom of society excited.

"One hundred million? Have you read too many novels? Do you know how much one hundred million is? Looking at you at such a young age, you may not even be able to come up with 10,000 yuan. I think you want to take this opportunity to divide us and achieve your own goals.

That’s his purpose, don’t believe him, he’s talking shamelessly here before his hair even grows.”

Someone immediately sneered, with a bit of ridicule.

"You will know if you can take it out or not. There is no signal in this post office, otherwise I can prove it to you with a phone call." Yang Jian said: "So the most important thing is not the money, but your

manner."

"Money is not a big temptation for us. If we are not trying to hide our identity, it is not difficult to obtain money."

Liu Ziwen, who was wearing a suit, said with an indifferent expression: "What we care about is freedom and life. The curse of the post office has affected us for a long time. If this problem is not solved, no matter how much money we are given, we will not live to enjoy it."

"Instead of believing that you can solve the ghost post office, it is better to carry on as usual and return the black letter to Room 502. Wang Yong, what do you think?"

Then he looked at Wang Yong who was wearing pajamas and slippers next to him.

At the moment, the two sides haven't made any move yet, and there is still room for thinking and turning around. Once they do, there will be no discussion.

Wang Yong was silent and thinking.

To be honest, he was indeed shaken. He had previously thought that Yang Jian simply wanted to take away the black letter and start the letter delivery mission. However, he did not expect that Yang Jian actually wanted to completely solve the ghost post office and even control the ghost post office.

Once Yang Jian succeeds, the messenger can indeed regain his freedom.

This is much better than continuing to deliver letters.

Moreover, this Yang Jian also promised to pay for the settlement, and it was a huge sum of money. Although Liu Ziwen said that money was not important to the messenger on the fifth floor, this was just words. In fact, the money was indeed very important.

It's important enough that someone should sacrifice their life for this Yang Jian.

Hopes and benefits were all given to Yang Jian.

Wang Yong believed that he was not the only one who was secretly tempted. The only thing he worried about was whether Yang Jian was worth risking his wealth and life on it.

"There is no need to look at others at this time. You are not young anymore. You all have your own thinking and judgment capabilities, so you can make your own decisions." Yang Jian said coldly.

However, after a brief silence, no one publicly expressed their agreement to support Yang Jian.

Although some people were moved, it was just a heartbeat. After all, although what Yang Jian said was very good, no one dared to believe it easily, and these words could not break the more than ten years of tacit understanding between the messengers on the fifth floor.

After all, there is a price to pay for breaking the tacit understanding.

Once you take the wrong team, you will definitely be liquidated afterwards.

And the most important thing.

It's now six against one. No matter how you look at it, your side has a greater chance of winning.

In addition, what someone said is right. Yang Jian's words may have divided everyone and caused everyone to get into chaos.

"You first return the black letter to Room 502, and then we will make an appointment for a time and place to talk outside the post office. If you can really come up with 100 million per person to settle down, we can consider your request."

Wang Yong opened his mouth and said a way to get the best of both worlds.

The others nodded after hearing this and said nothing, acquiescing to Wang Yong's approach.

After all, having more choices is a good thing.

It would be a bit reckless to make a decision now.

Yang Jian smiled at this time, his smile was very cold, he raised the spear in his hand and dropped it heavily, making a loud noise, shattering the floor on the ground: "I think you haven't figured out the fact yet, I'm not begging you

, but I’m giving you a chance, and you have no room for bargaining.”

"I've been given the opportunity. If you don't seize it, you will all die here today."

"It's understandable that young people have tempers, but can't you think about yourself when you say this? The water on the fifth floor is very deep. It's not something you, a newcomer from the fourth floor, can understand. For us seniors, you are the best

You should be more respectful, otherwise you will die miserably."

The person who spoke was the middle-aged woman. Although she seemed to be sincere, she was actually very strong and gave people an aggressive feeling.

Yang Jian didn't say anything, but just said: "Since no one is willing to seize this opportunity, I won't persuade you anymore. Now I want to know, how much supernatural power can you use now? After more than ten years, can you still do it?

How long will it last?”

"Don't worry, I'll have no problem killing you." Another messenger said.

"Then let's not talk about it. Just do it and kill me. I believe you can take it back. If I had known that this would be the result, I should have sneak attacked you before so that you would not be able to walk up to the fifth floor alive. Now I will make up for myself.

It's not too late to make this mistake." Yang Jian said coldly.

He didn't take action first, he just thought about whether he could win over a few messengers from the fifth floor.

Although the messenger on the fifth floor was right and should be killed, from the overall perspective, he needed some talents to deal with supernatural events, not only for himself, but also for the future.

The six messengers were shocked when they heard this. They looked at each other and immediately made up their minds.

Take action!

Kill this newcomer and let everything on the fifth floor of the post office remain as usual.

Tsk! Tsk!

next moment.

The lights on the fifth floor of the post office started to flicker strangely. It was obviously daytime, but the surrounding light seemed to be disappearing and was dimming rapidly. Even if the lights in the post office were still there, there was no way to stop the erosion of darkness.

etc.

This is not black.

Instead, the eyes seemed to be covered by something and were gradually losing light.

As the light became darker and darker, Yang Jian saw a blurry outline appearing in front of him, like a child's finger. The finger was shaking in front of his eyes, trying to cover his eyes.

"Have you been ready to take action? They just saw one of my ghost eyes and immediately took countermeasures, trying to cover my ghost eyes with ghosts. All this is because they don't know ghost eyes yet.

Subject to the ability of eyesight.”

"It seems that the messenger on the fifth floor is not bad."

The ghost covered his eyes, but there was no way to cover all of Yang Jian's eyes, because he had more than one ghost eye, and the ghost could only cover two ghost eyes at most.

The lack of sight between the two ghost eyes means that the ghost eyes are suppressed.

But that's not all.

The entire post office hall on the fifth floor began to twist and shake at this moment, and the light was changing. The bodies of the people in the hall were sometimes elongated, sometimes shorter, sometimes tilted... A supernatural force interfered with everything here.

A ghost realm was formed.

"Don't give him a chance to take action. Kill him in one go. This man is more powerful than you thought. I can't affect his body." The middle-aged woman said hurriedly, her body not being disturbed at all.

Because she is the one who uses the ghost realm.

"Wang Xiuying." The man wearing driver's clothes said.

The middle-aged woman named Wang Xiuying understood immediately.

The hall was distorted, and the body of the man driving the car was also distorting. His position was changing, and he was actually twisted together with Yang Jian's position, and they were suddenly very close to each other.

It's like being transported instantly in a ghost realm.

It's just that this way is a little more special.

A sharp knife appeared in the hand of the man wearing driver's clothes. It was a fruit knife, not big, but it was stained with blood, like a murder weapon.

next moment.
To be continued...