Yang Jian's ghost eyes are revealed in front of others, which is the best evidence.
Mr. Qin, who had looked contemptuous before, froze and stared at the eye on Yang Jian's forehead. Mr. Qian, who was watching the show at the side, also widened his eyes slightly.
"What is this?" Zhang Xiangui was also obviously surprised.
Zhang Wei curled his lips and whispered: "Brother Leg is going crazy. Those two old immortals actually look down on Brother Leg. The horror of that thing has exceeded the imagination of human beings. I am a man who came out of school alive.
Dad, there are some things you really should take a closer look at."
Take a good look at that desperate and terrifying ghost.
"It seems he has some abilities." Zhang Xiangui thought to himself, becoming more and more excited.
"Is that eye of yours real?"
Mr. Qin pointed at the ghost eye and asked seriously: "It's not glued on, is it?"
"Mr. Qin, instead of paying attention to my eyes, it is better to pay attention to the surroundings and see what changes there are. I am just letting you two take a look at the truth about this sales department. In fact, it is already haunted here, but you haven't discovered it yet.
That's all." Yang Jian pointed to his sofa.
Mr. Qin suddenly touched his hand on the sofa and felt that it was a little sticky.
He was slightly startled and turned around to look.
I don't know when the sofa I was on was covered in blood.
"Damn, what's going on?" He stood up in shock.
At this time, Mr. Qin saw ferocious blood stains not only on the sofa, but also on the floor, walls, and even the ceiling. The blood stains had not dried up yet, as if it had just happened. Even in his teacup,
What's in it isn't tea either.
It's thick blood.
"Tick-tock, tick-tock."
Blood dripped from the ceiling and landed on Mr. Qian's bald head. He touched it and his face instantly turned pale with fright: "Damn it, I didn't tell you this place is haunted. Hurry, get out of here."
"Mr. Qian, wait for me." Mr. Qin hurriedly picked up his briefcase and left as if running away.
"What happened to them? Why did they run away suddenly?"
Zhang Xiangui on the side was stunned for a moment, feeling a little baffled when he saw the two people suddenly leaving like crazy.
Yang Jian smiled and sat on the sofa: "Because I let them see some scarier things. There is nothing wrong with ghosts in the sales department, but there should be only the ghost following Zhang Wei. That ghost can't help
It was more intuitive to make these two bosses feel scared, so I added some ingredients to make them have some hallucinations."
"After being frightened and feeling fear, the next business negotiation will naturally be easy."
Zhang Xiangui said in surprise, "Can this be done?"
"There is nothing impossible within the ghost realm." Yang Jian said seriously.
"What about?" Zhang Xiangui asked more and more curiously.
Yang Jian said; "Although I don't want to say so much, it doesn't matter if I say some things. Not only can people hallucinate in the ghost realm, but it can also make ghosts hallucinate. Things you think are real here are real. What do you think?
If it’s fake, it’s fake, just like this cup, I can make it appear on the table, and I can also make it appear in your hand.”
After saying that, the quilt on the table disappeared and appeared in Zhang Xiangui's hands the next moment.
"It can appear in the hand, and it can also appear in the human body." Yang Jian suddenly grinned.
"Kill someone?" Zhang Xiangui was startled.
Yang Jian said: "No, killing people doesn't have to be so troublesome. That would be overkill."
Opening a ghost zone to kill people is killing a chicken with a knife, and it is pure waste.
"The real purpose of the ghost domain is to trap other ghosts, not to deal with people. No one will use missiles to kill mosquitoes. To deal with people, just use guns."
He reached out and slapped the table, and a pistol with a golden metallic luster appeared in front of him.
"You even have a gun. Are you really an Interpol police officer?" Zhang Xiangui became even more shocked.
Yang Jian said in surprise: "Did Uncle Zhang think I was talking nonsense before? Although I have not officially taken up the post now, it is very safe to take over as the next Interpol in Dachang City. Once the succession is successful, all the security forces in Dachang City will be replaced.
I have the right to mobilize, and when the time comes, let alone sealing off Uncle Zhang’s villa, there will be no problem in sealing off several communities and streets.”
Zhang Xiangui was suddenly speechless.
He felt that he had really underestimated Yang Jian.
He thought he was just a young man with some special abilities, but he didn't expect that he would be the future leader of Dachang City.
This position is incredible.
"Brother Leg has no skills, how can he be called Brother Leg?"
Zhang Wei said aside: "Didn't I tell dad before that I bought a gun from Brother Leg?"
After saying that, he touched his pocket and took out a golden sand eagle.
"You brat, show me." Zhang Xiangui hurriedly took over.
Once you get it.
The cold, heavy feel told him that this thing was real.
"You dare to buy this thing?" Zhang Xiangui scolded.
Yang Jian said: "It doesn't matter, let Zhang Wei defend himself. Uncle Zhang, I can sell you one if you need it. This thing is rare in China, but abroad, it is probably more than the kitchen knives at home, but I made this specially
, is not used to deal with people, but is used to deal with ghosts."
Zhang Xiangui's expression changed. He was a businessman. How dare he come into contact with such things? If he broke the law, once he was found out, he would go to jail and he would not be able to do business.
"So now...you want to use supernatural events to scare Mr. Qin and Mr. Qian, so that they can sell their property to me cheaply?"
"That's pretty much what it means."
"Isn't it too despicable to do this?" Zhang Xiangui whispered: "The means are not bright."
Yang Jian said, "We have already started. Uncle Zhang asked if it is too late. If we have this time, we might as well prepare a contract."
"But they all ran away, how can you be sure that they will agree?" Zhang Xiangui said.
"Those who can't leave, they can't even leave this room without my permission, and they will definitely agree. Not everyone can bear the despair and terror brought by the ghost. Uncle Zhang, you have never experienced supernatural events, so
If you can't understand it, Zhang Wei can understand it," Yang Jian said.
Zhang Wei nodded in agreement: "When encountering something like that, I would do anything to survive, even if I ask them to offer chrysanthemums."
"How long will it take for them to agree?" Zhang Xiangui asked.
"Within half an hour, no one could withstand that kind of despair." Yang Jian said.
Zhang Xiangui immediately said: "Then I will prepare the contract."
Yang Jian stopped talking and slowly closed his eyes.
He wants to focus on the ghost realm, control the ghost realm, and stage a horror movie for the two bosses.
And the protagonists are them.
Although the method is indeed not decent enough.
But among the wealthy businessmen who can make billions in business, how can they guarantee that their methods are clean?
Zhang Wei's father, Zhang Xiangui, can't guarantee it either.
Yang Jian would not be merciful at all when killing the rich and giving to the poor.
Besides, it was only to make these two bosses lose money, not to kill them.
Moreover, there have been supernatural incidents at the construction site here. If Yang Jian does not solve them, if the supernatural incident breaks out in the future, the house here will still be worthless, and the consequences will be even worse than if it is resold at a low price.
Think of this.
Yang Jian couldn't help but sigh: He is such a good person, he considers others carefully.