Unexpectedly, the lucky messenger from the fourth floor was hidden in the closet of the bedroom No. 404.

They did have some tricks to get a strange thing that was contaminated with a supernatural aura. This wardrobe is not a supernatural item. It was just that because there were evil ghosts hiding in the wardrobe before, the wardrobe had some strange changes, which seemed to be able to isolate the movements inside and outside.

Let the ghosts outside the wardrobe not find the person in the wardrobe.

It also makes people in the closet unable to hear the movement outside.

Although it's a waste.

But at this moment, it is very useful on the fourth floor of the out-of-control post office, at least it can safely survive the most dangerous nights.

And the location of this wardrobe is also clever.

I deliberately placed it in Room 404 with ghosts and companion with ghosts.

After all, ghosts are real ghosts, but messengers may not be real messengers. You can take this opportunity to avoid the ghost hidden among messengers.

"Sure enough, there were other messengers who survived. The messengers on the fourth floor were indeed very thoughtful." Although Li Yang was very interested, he had a more important task, which was to block the door.

Because outside the door, the rapid footsteps walking back and forth did not stop.

The ghost is still wandering outside the door.

At the same time, Liu Qingqing's headless body, who opened the wardrobe door, moved. Her body slowly walked towards the position where her head rolled down as if nothing had happened, then bent down to pick up the already pounded head, and then assembled it together for herself.

The neck and body are puppets, which can fit perfectly without even borrowing the ability of ghosts.

Liu Qingqing moved her neck and made a crackling sound. She touched her forehead.

The hammer hit was terrible, and the forehead was sinking halfway, and the beautiful head was deformed. She tried to press it, but she couldn't restore it to its original state. It seemed that it had caused permanent damage. If it were someone else, she would have been dead. Even the evil spirit would have been repelled.

"The body of the puppet itself is supernatural, and the wooden hammer is very extraordinary." Yang Jian knew very well how special Liu Qingqing's body was.

Although Liu Qingqing did not die after one blow, it seemed that she had little effect.

The puppet's head may be smashed, which means that the real ghost will be smashed to the head if he bears this knock.

"Kill him." Liu Qingqing's beautiful face was particularly gloomy at this moment. She was a little angry and wanted to kill someone.

Yang Jian glanced at her: "I have the final say on whether to kill or not, it's not you."

"Aren't you going to kill the messenger on the fourth floor? He is against us. Do you want to let him go? If you don't do it, then I'll do it."

Liu Qingqing walked over with her high heels and a shriveled head.

"Calm down." Wang Shan advised.

He didn't want to see Yang Jian and Liu Qingqing clash.

"Shut up." Liu Qingqing gave Wang Shan a fierce look, and at the same time, an invisible supernatural curse fell on Wang Shan.

Wang Shan was standing there like a puppet, motionless, his hands and feet were stiff.

Puppet man?

Yang Jian was unmoved to see this: "If I don't kill, do you want to fight with me? Liu Qingqing."

After saying that, he stepped on Qu Hongtao on the ground, then held the cracked spear in his hand, ready to take action again.

Although Liu Qingqing was angry, she had lost her mind before she could not stand her own devilish appearance, and her beautiful head was deformed by a wooden hammer.

Seeing Yang Jian's tough attitude, she stopped and did not dare to challenge Yang Jian's bottom line.

Once you really break up, you will take action.

She will definitely be killed on the spot.

There are no other possibilities.

As a messenger who was involved in the supernatural circle, Liu Qingqing was somewhat clear about Yang Jian’s intelligence information. Many people who were better than him but were against Yang Jian were killed by him. He had outstanding achievements in the supernatural circle.

People who don’t know will naturally feel that Yang Jian is arrogant when they see him like this.

But if you know his strength, you will understand that Yang Jian's attitude is already very low-key and restrained.

"Do you want to protect him?" Liu Qingqing resisted the impulse and questioned.

"Don't ask if I do things, don't think you can question me with confidence after you have suffered a little attack."

Yang Jian said: "Don't blame others if you don't have enough ability. I have never blamed anyone when I was hurt when I was fighting against evil ghosts in the corridor."

Although Liu Qingqing was angry, she could only swallow her breath.

"As for you, get out of the closet and shout out the people inside." Yang Jian kicked.

Very strong.

He kicked the messenger named Qu Hongtao away and smashed it heavily on the wardrobe.

"you......"

Qu Hongtao groaned while groaning. He stared at Yang Jian tightly, as if he wanted to take revenge and resist.

But considering his own situation and the surrounding situation, he did not dare to do anything randomly, and could only go back to the closet without looking back.

The wardrobe seemed bigger than what it looked like. After entering, it seemed like it was missing, and there was no trace of the figure.

soon.

There was movement in the closet again, and the clothes hanging inside swayed, and several figures emerged.

Just like what Qu Hongtao said, there were three people in total, including him.

"Interesting, I didn't expect that there would be a capable messenger like you on the fourth floor. My name is Wang Feng. What happened just now was just a misunderstanding. How about reconciliation?" Among the three, the leader was a man in his thirty years. His face looked a little haggard, his face was smiling, and his eyes were fixed on Yang Jian.

They had a brief conversation in the closet just now and learned about the situation outside.

"The wooden hammer is very special." Yang Jian said suddenly.

Qu Hongtao next to him dodged his eyes, wanted to speak but held back.

"You said this? It's really special." A bloody wooden hammer slipped out from the sleeve of the man named Wang Feng, with a strange aura.

"I want it."

Yang Jian took action without saying a word, and he wanted to force him to rob him.

"Friend, you are impulsive." Wang Feng's eyes also became cold. He picked up the wooden hammer in his hand and smashed it to Yang Jian's black palm.

The ghost hand was hit and felt numb in an instant.

And it's not just a ghost hand, Yang Jian felt like he had lost consciousness almost half of his body.

"act recklessly."

Yang Jian slashed the man with his other hand with a cracked spear.

Wang Feng couldn't hide, and a large piece of his arm was cut off, dripping blood and his bones were exposed.

This hatchet is really unreasonable.

"It's too much."

Another messenger next to him saw the clue at this moment, and rushed out and stopped Wang Feng.

The ghost shadow covering the past was now isolated, forming an incomprehensible land of supernatural powers, causing the ghost shadow to invade Wang Feng's action to fail.

"Interesting, the messenger on the fourth floor does exist as a ghost driver." Yang Jian did not fight hard, but just tempted a little.

If you really want to take action, these people will not be his opponents.

After all, there are too many evil ghosts on the fourth floor tonight, so he doesn't want to add a few revived ghosts.

However, Wang Feng did not know that Yang Jian was very restrained in his attack, and he thought he had tried his best, and everyone was just a match-for-all opponent.

"There is no point in fighting each other here. You already have that knife in your hand and still think about my thing? Let's stop. It's hard to say whether you can survive tonight. Internal fighting is very stupid."

He ignored his bleeding arms, but was alert to Yang Jian's attack again, but was shocked: "What is this guy? When I hit my bloody mallet, I looked like a person who was fine. And I had more than one ability to use the evil ghost. Is the newcomer from the third floor so scary?"

monster?

For some reason, Wang Feng vaguely had such an idea formed in his mind.

"Who would think there are too many things in your hands?" Yang Jian shook his numb arms.

This feeling should be from the suppression force of supernatural objects.

After being hammered, the ghost can temporarily lose its ability to move and fall into a state of near-sleeping.

Although dangerous, it is not fatal.

The premise is that you should not be hit continuously, otherwise the suppression and superposition may cause your consciousness to fall asleep.

"Do you want help?" The eagle stood on Yang Jian's side, ready to take action at any time.

Yang Jian said: "No, I want to try the ability of the messenger on the fourth floor."

After saying that, he turned to him and said, "It's very simple to want me to stop. Take out the corresponding strength, or hand over the mallet."

Immediately, he strode forward again with a long spear with a cracked hair.

"This madman." Wang Feng's face also became gloomy.

He had a strong premonition. If he continued to do something, the person in front of him would never die, only the three people on his side would die.
Chapter completed!