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Chapter 292 Yang Jian

Li Leping had no intention of getting involved in the Starving Ghosts matter.

Yang Jian seems to be destined to be the one who has the ability to pull out the coffin nails from the tall figure under Hongfa Temple alive.

And now, as the Starving Ghost incident has come to an end, the reason why Li Leping came here is also very simple.

Wang Xiaoming contacted him as soon as the matter was resolved.

The starving ghost has been crucified by Yang Jian, but Li Leping still needs to be responsible for the aftermath.

This is also the reason why the headquarters recruited him.

The impact of supernatural events is getting worse and worse. Once a large-scale supernatural event like the Starving Ghost breaks out, the only way to suppress the news is to make people forget everything that happened.

For example, C-level supernatural events involving a small area can still suppress the spread of news through various methods.

But for large-scale supernatural events like the Starving Ghost, special supernatural means can only be used.

In a sense, this is also consistent with the principle that only supernatural beings can fight against supernatural beings.

But at this moment, Wang Xiaoming, who saw Li Leping's strange look, said nothing. His face was still so cold, as if he didn't care about the stench on his body.

"You have come into contact with a lot of dead people, so this smell should be nothing to you." Wang Xiaoming said calmly.

Li Leping waved his hand: "There is still a difference. After all, the source of the odor can cause people's physiological nausea."

"Okay, enough of the gossip."

Wang Xiaoming was not willing to discuss these disgusting topics with Li Leping here.

"Now I have to go to Yang Jian, the person in charge of Dachang City, to discuss some matters, and then I have to rush to Daxia City."

"For that plague ghost incident?"

"As long as you know, tell me the conditions for this move." Wang Xiaoming said.

Of course, the intention of taking action was not to let Li Leping help deal with the S-class ghosts.

The impact of the Starving Ghosts is so severe that it is definitely unrealistic to rely solely on network blockade.

Only by using special means can the citizens forget all this.

And currently, the only one who can achieve all this is Li Leping.

"Let's go out first and then talk."

Li Leping turned his head and looked at the end of the dark passage, which was still dark.

This city, which had been shrouded in despair for nearly a month, was finally rescued this night.

It is a pity that many people did not survive this disaster and could never see the sun rise the next day or feel the warm sunshine.

Wang Xiaoming didn't object when he heard this. He had been in this small, closed safe house for many days, and naturally he didn't want to stay in the small space any longer.

Having the ability to endure does not mean that you have a tendency to self-abuse.

Li Leping turned around and opened the way in front.

Followed by Wang Xiaoming and a group of survivors.

Despite what Wang Xiaoming said, the matter has been resolved.

But after experiencing this period of depression and fear, how could these survivors dare to be the first to run out to check the situation?

If something goes wrong and a dead child suddenly runs out from the exit of the passage with a human head in his arms, wouldn't it scare people to death?

Everyone tacitly hid behind this man wearing an Interpol uniform. Just because people thought he was wearing the same uniform as Yang Jian, they subconsciously thought he was reliable.

Guanjiang Community.

This is a villa area where Yang Jian lives. It has a beautiful environment and even an artificial lake.

However, today's Guanjiang Community is shrouded in death. The lake has not been taken care of for too long and is covered with duckweeds.

The asphalt road was empty. The street lights on both sides had lost power and could not light up. There was not a single living person on the road, only cars parked temporarily on the road.

It was dark inside each villa, with the door open and several black palm prints of different sizes remaining on the door. The glass of the windows was also broken, and there was no light inside.

As for whether there were any living people inside, Li Leping didn't know, but looking at the signs of damage to these villas, it was conceivable that all the people inside should have been killed.

The one named Zhang Liqin is probably still alive. She hid in Yang Jian's house and luckily escaped the disaster.

"It's over, it's finally over."

Looking at the lifeless Guanjiang community that he had built himself, Zhang Xiangui took a long breath, as if he had vented all the depression he had felt during this period.

Although he felt that after experiencing this disaster, most of his relatives and friends in Dachang City would probably die.

But people at his age have already taken the death of others lightly.

As long as it's not him, his wife and children who die, that'll be fine.

"No, Dad, my stomach hurts again. Let's go first."

Suddenly, Zhang Wei, the live treasure, exclaimed at an inappropriate time. Then, he hugged his gurgling belly, puffed out air, and ran away. I don't know whether he found a tree temporarily or ran away.

Public toilets in the community, or simply run back to your own home to solve the problem?

He is bold and has no fear of the darkness around him.

Unlike others, even though Wang Xiaoming has said many times that the matter is over, there is no problem here.

However, the survivors still dare not go far, still fearing the evil ghost in their hearts.

Especially the woman named Jiang Yan.

She seemed to have little courage. Looking at the dark surroundings, she looked startled. She stood there, holding herself with her hands, not daring to adapt to the darkness, let alone explore the situation further away.

She just stayed near Wang Xiaoming with other survivors.

The two armed policemen couldn't stand it anymore, so they took them not far away to prevent them and other unrelated persons from eavesdropping on the conversation between Wang Xiaoming and Li Leping.

"Okay, tell me your conditions." Wang Xiaoming glanced around the cleared area and then said.

"Not urgent."

At this time, Li Leping seemed to sense something and raised his head, just in time to witness a red light suddenly flashing in the night sky.

It was a strange red light that was particularly dazzling in the dark night. After it cut through the sky, it fell downwards and finally arrived somewhere in Guanjiang Community.

"That's Yang Jian's ghost land. Although I have no contact with this person named Yang Jian, this is his city after all, and you know, this person..."

Li Leping almost blurted out: "This man has a bad temper and just killed your brother."

Fortunately, he did not say the words, but changed his expression: "This person has a bad temper. If I start the forgetting plan without saying hello to him in advance, I'm afraid he will attack me."

This is not nonsense. According to Yang Jian's temperament, if he finds out that someone has done something to Dachang City without his knowledge, he is afraid that he will come together to play a game with Li Leping.

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Just in time, Yang Jian came back, which saved them the time to find Yang Jian.

"What you said makes sense."

Wang Xiaoming looked at the flash of red light and nodded, with a complicated ripple in his eyes.

Yang Jian is not only his brother-killing enemy, but he is also the hero of the entire Dachang City and the country.

"Where's the one named Jiang Yan?" Suddenly, a survivor asked.

"I don't know, I think I ran in that direction." Another survivor pointed in a direction.

That is the direction where Yang Jian's Ghost Domain finally lands.

"This girl named Jiang Yan is timid, but she knows how to hold a thigh." Li Leping sighed.

"Let's go and see Yang Jian." Wang Xiaoming also said at this time.


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