Chapter 681: Falling Heads(1/2)
The streets of Kobe City are very deserted and deserted. Compared with the bustling and bustling city before, it is like two cities.
Because in this city, I don’t know when a very scary urban legend began to circulate. It is said that whenever darkness comes, an old man who has been dead for a long time will come to your door and knock on your door.
Anyone who knocks on the door will die strangely.
At the beginning, many people just thought this was a ridiculous rumor and had no credibility at all.
But as time went by, more and more people died mysteriously. At the same time, some people saw the scary old man standing at the door of other people's homes, knocking on other people's doors, and even boldly and successfully took photos.
But despite this, the majority of people still don’t believe it.
Until one morning, long-dead heads began to float in the sky, and the city fell into panic.
Some people were lucky enough to escape here and survive successfully.
But there are also some who are unlucky. Although they still live in Kobe City, they have disappeared because they were involved in a strange world, which is the ghost domain of knockers. What awaits them is that they may appear at the door anytime and anywhere.
knock on the door.
Disappearance and escape made this prosperous city completely dead.
Just like the original Dachang City.
But compared with the situation in Dachang City at that time, these people were lucky, because although the knocker's ghost domain was large, it had not yet reached the point of covering the whole city, and the killing efficiency was not high.
But no matter what, the city has been sealed off.
No one is allowed to come near.
But today, a special vehicle drove in unimpeded and finally stopped outside the cordon.
The car door opens.
Three people left.
A middle-aged man, a young man who looked like a high school student, and a woman in her thirties.
"Damn it, president, are you kidding? Let us deal with the situation in Kobe City. This is going to send us to death. Nagasawa, you should refuse. That old man is not something we can handle."
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and vented his dissatisfaction.
The young man's name was Nagasawa. He was not afraid. Instead, he smiled, a little innocently: "Don't worry too much. The president doesn't just ask us to handle things here. We are just assisting."
"Assist? Assist who?"
Nagasawa said: "Your news is too backward. Don't you pay attention to what is happening abroad? This time, the president asked team leader Wang Xin to go abroad and invite a ghost controller named Yang Jian. That's terrible.
He is really a powerful guy. I have read some information about him. He solved an S-level supernatural incident and he was originally a little-known person."
"Then he burst out with a whoosh, and suddenly entered the eyes of all the big shots. Although some people doubt the authenticity of that incident, he is indeed very unusual. It is said that he has now become a captain."
"If such a powerful person is here, we will definitely be fine,"
The woman next to me said, her expression uneasy and showing fear.
"Who knows, maybe all of us will die here."
Nagasawa smiled and said: "After all, we are still too weak to survive well in front of real ghosts."
The middle-aged man said: "Nagaze, do you have any good suggestions?"
"Not yet."
Nagasawa shrugged and said, "If there was, I wouldn't stand here, but the president gave an order for us to follow Yang Jian's arrangements. Now he is our captain, so for the sake of everyone's safety,
It’s better to obey this order.”
"If you offend the president, you will definitely not end well."
The three of them were talking, communicating, passing time, and discussing the mission to relieve tension.
soon.
The originally empty road behind him suddenly heard the sound of two slight footsteps, and two people appeared there as if out of thin air.
The one in front was a young man carrying a duffel bag. His complexion was a little pale and his eyes were sharp, giving him a very dangerous feeling.
Behind him, there was a very cute girl wearing a sailor suit. The girl was holding a mobile phone in her hand and looked very nervous, but she always followed the man in front and did not dare to fall behind.
"coming."
Nagasawa, who was sitting on the front of the car, jumped out. He clapped his hands and said hello with a smile: "I'll give you my dick."
"He is greeting you, Mr. Yang, and he means well to you." Huizi immediately translated.
"This sentence doesn't need to be translated, I understand it." Yang Jian said.
"Now that everyone has arrived, let's start entering Kobe City. I would like to remind you in advance that if anyone does not follow my requirements, I will not take care of them if they encounter danger. At the same time, if they suffer from ghosts because of their own problems,
Attack, then wish yourself good luck."
Huizi immediately translated Yang Jian's words.
"What a cruel approach."
Nagasawa smiled: "But only cruel people are qualified to live in this world, I'm right."
Yang Jian didn't say anything, but directly used Ghost Domain to lead them into the center of Kobe City.
When he took back the ghost domain, everyone found that they had arrived in a city that was plunged into darkness, dead and cold. The air here was filled with a strong smell of corpses. There should be something wrong with it.
Few people died in this incident, but previous information also said that many people survived in this city.
The knocker's killing efficiency is very low. It takes a lot of time to kill these people by knocking on doors from door to door.
This is also the reason why this supernatural event can only be defined as A at best.
"Ghost Domain, it's such a convenient ability. Mr. Yang uses the ghost's ability so casually, doesn't he worry about the consequences?" Nagasawa asked with a smile, and he was very curious at the same time.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Keiko leaned close to Yang Jian and translated in a low voice.
"If you have so much time to talk to me, you might as well determine the location of the ghost for me first." Yang Jian gave him a cold look.
"Isn't it easier to find that thing with Mr. Yang's ability?" Nagasawa said.
Yang Jian said; "I have invaded the ghost domain of ghosts. If I use my ghost domain to suppress such a large area of ghost domain, it will only increase my burden. In addition, I will not explain anything like this again.
Well, if you can't obey my orders, then just stay here and wait to die."
"Understood." Nagasawa said.
Yang Jian ignored this person and opened the luggage bag.
A man with blue skin and wearing a shroud, like a child who had been dead for a long time, walked out of the luggage bag with strange eyes open.
The ghost boy seems to be a little curious about its surroundings and is looking at the surrounding environment.
"ah!"
The woman in her thirties was so frightened that she couldn't help but scream.
"A ghost?" Nagasawa and the middle-aged man shrank their eyes and couldn't help but take a few steps back, for fear of getting too close and being attacked.
Keiko didn't react for a while, but instead watched with some curiosity.
But the next moment, the ghost boy's head turned around, his pupilless eyes looked at Keiko, and they looked at each other.
Keiko immediately covered her mouth in fear and collapsed on the ground.
"A group of laggards won't have much impact."
Yang Jian glanced around, and finally his eyes fell on the woman in her thirties.
He had seen this person's information. This woman's name was Mishima. Strictly speaking, she was not even a ghost controller, but she had experienced supernatural events. After that time, this woman named Mishima had a mysterious ability.
Sensing, you can sense the approximate location of ghosts.
It's just that this kind of perception is very vague and not accurate enough, so it doesn't have much effect. It can only play some role in such a big city.
The Spirit-Splitting Society sent this Mishima here just to gather the number of people. Although it could help a little, President Mishima probably wouldn't be heartbroken if he really died here.
"In which direction is the approximate location of the ghost?" Yang Jian asked directly.
The woman named Mijima was a little confused and afraid.
Yang Jian directly pulled up Huizi who was sitting on the ground beside him: "Stop sitting on the ground, start working for me, and translate what I just said. I raised this thing and it won't hurt you. You don't need to be afraid.
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To be continued...