Seeing Mr. Jia’s reaction, the director of Guangdian realized that he had thought wrongly.

"Old Jia, what is the origin of this Zhang Shuo?" he asked hurriedly.

Mr. Jia sighed slightly:

"This incident is a long story, but have you ever thought that the live broadcast clips you saw may be something that really happened."

"What?"

Everyone looked at Jia Lao in surprise, with a dazed expression on his face.

"Really? What does it mean?"

"You said the content of this live broadcast is true? How is this possible?"

"And, the anchor has already admitted that this is a movie!"

"I don't believe it, it's simply a fantasy!"

Mr. Jia smiled coldly.

"Don't you believe it?"

Everyone shook their heads and said, "Don't believe it."

Old Jia raised his hand directly, and a blue flame appeared in his hand, burning with crackling sounds.

This scene shocked everyone.

Their eyes were so vicious, but there was no sign of Jia's fraud at all. The flames clearly emerged from his palm!

"You...you..."

Director Guangdian was already speechless, and he never expected that this senior leader whom he had known for more than ten years would have such strange abilities!

Mr. Jia's face seemed to be paler and weaker. He looked at the flames in his hand and had a hint of fascination in his eyes.

Others may not know the power of this flame, but he knows it.

Any spirit body can't get rid of it as long as it is stained with this flame. The flame will continue to burn until the spirit body is burned into an empty shell.

With such ability, Mr. Jia seemed a little reluctant.

After all, he just obtained this ability and could not control it perfectly.

When he learned that the team led by Ma Xiaolin was vulnerable to the face of the supernatural, when he went to find Ma Xiaolin, the special love was directly killed by some ghosts, he already understood.

Only the supernatural powers can fight against supernatural powers, and the normal powers and ordinary people are useless even if they go.

So he took out something.

This is a coffin dug out from an ancient cave and found an oil lamp.

When it was found, the oil lamp was still on.

It is really hard to imagine how long this small oil lamp has been lit.

One thousand years? Ten thousand years?

Anyway, as long as you put your hands close, the flames on the oil lamp tend to rush towards people.

This is a supernatural object that has been sealed in a special situation.

Mr. Jia wanted to have supernatural powers, so he decided to take risks.

The flame penetrated into his palm, and he finally had power that ordinary people could not reach, and had the capital to fight against the supernatural.

However, no one knew that Mr. Jia was suffering from the burning pain of flames every moment. He knew that his life span was passing by quickly.

And every time he uses his ability, his lifespan will be shortened again. The blue flame seems to be burning his lifespan.

Old Jia grabbed the flame in his hand and smashed it to the ground.

"Bang!"

A basketball-sized pit appeared directly on the ground, raising charred smoke, as if it was hit by a small meteorite.

The floor was broken through, and everyone was stunned when they looked at the scene downstairs inside the cave.

Old Jia took his hand lightly and glanced at the person in the conference room with calm eyes.

"What you see now is the supernatural power."

The elegant and silent in the conference room.

People's brains seem to be unable to accept the information they see today.

It was not until Jia Laogan coughed, took the cup handed over by the person next to him and started drinking water that everyone gradually came back to their senses.

The director of the light spot asked:

"Old Jia, do you really have supernatural power?"

Mr. Jia nodded and looked at him and said:

"The supernatural power I have is still very weak. In fact, you don't have to be too surprised, because I am not alone with such power."

He pointed to Zhang Shuo on the screen and said:

"I can tell you that this person is the real strong man!"

Everyone was surprised, but vaguely, they seemed to have guessed what Mr. Jia meant.

"You mean, this young man has a powerful supernatural power, so his live broadcast seems to be a movie on the surface, but it is actually something that happened?"

Mr. Jia nodded slightly.

These human spirits can be understood at all.

Jia Laodao:

"Everyone, I believe you have heard about the recent supernatural incidents at home and abroad. Although there are many different opinions now and many countries are refuting the rumors, I can tell you that the times are different."

Mr. Jia seemed to have some emotion in his eyes.

"There are so many supernatural events that suddenly break out, and the future is full of uncertainty. Maybe there will be more supernatural events, but this kind of thing cannot be announced directly. I guess Master Zhang wants to gradually accept the arrival of supernatural events in this way. Master Zhang, I am determined."

After saying that, Old Jia shook his head and said to everyone last:

"You don't have to ask too much about related matters. You just need to know one thing, that is, supernatural, real existence."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

The people in the conference room looked at each other.

Everyone looked at the old man in the lead and asked, "Director, what should I do?"

Director Guangdian sat on the chair with his brows frowned.

"Old Jia said this and obviously got the consent of the above. Now it seems that things are really complicated than we imagined. Since this is the case, we can only take the blame..."

He said to his deputy:

"Issuing an announcement, saying that this is indeed our mistake and will pass the review as soon as possible."

...

In the corridor, Mr. Jia walked into the elevator with a young man with a baseball cap.

As soon as the elevator door was closed, Mr. Jia seemed to have lost his strength and almost fell down.

The young man in the baseball cap quickly supported Mr. Jia and said:

"Why are you?"

The man looked up and it was the puppet man in Ma Xiaolin's team, Mark.

However, Mark seems to be different from the past. His skin is extremely pale and he doesn't look like a living person at all. His body temperature is terrible, and he seems to be an ice cube.

Boss Jia gasped and shook his head.

"I am an ordinary person after all, unlike you. I endure the power of supernatural power and may die at any time. In the future, I will rely on you."

Mark nodded.

"Don't worry, if I meet a ghost like that now, I'll have a way to fight."

Like Mr. Jia, Mark obtained supernatural power from some supernatural objects, but compared with Mr. Jia, supernatural power seemed to have no burden on him at all, and it was even very suitable.

"Old Jia, does Master Zhang really want to use this method to gradually accept the arrival of supernatural powers?" Mark asked.

There was a light in Jia Lao's eyes.

"Of course, this must be Master Zhang's intention! Why haven't we thought of using this method to make people gradually accept it. We deserve to be Master Zhang. We have a good intention. I need to apply for Master Zhang as an outstanding young man!"

Mark's eyes were full of reverence.
Chapter completed!