Wang Xiaoming and Cao Yanhua have already taken their seats.
The mysterious centenarian sat quietly in a corner, as if concealing his presence.
At this moment, the conference room was not as quiet as before.
The main content of this meeting was to discuss how to solve the ghost incident, but Jiang Shangbai took the opportunity to jump out and insisted on pulling out the nails in the coffin that would kill the starving ghost.
Of course, Yang Jian could not agree to this plan. He had personally experienced the Starving Ghost Incident, so he naturally knew how terrifying the Starving Ghost Incident was.
So, he immediately spoke out and firmly opposed it.
However, there were many people who supported Jiang Shangbai. Several ghost controllers who attended the meeting and belonged to the circle of friends all stood up with warning faces and stood opposite Yang Jian.
When others see this posture, they may feel that it is difficult for them to fight with two fists, so they choose to tolerate it for the time being.
However, Yang Jian is not the type to give in.
Without saying a word, he grabbed the solid wood stool next to him and threw it towards a ghost controller who was speaking for Jiang Shangbai.
With great force, there was a loud noise, and the heavy solid wood chair accurately fell on the head of the ghost controller, and it immediately fell apart.
The Ghost Controller who was hit also looked a bit scary, with a large piece of his head dented, his neck broken by the huge impact, and his head tilted to one side.
However, no one who can sit in the venue is simple.
There was no trace of pain on the face of this ghost controller, but rather some disbelief, because he did not expect that under the threat of four ghost controllers, this man named Yang Jian would dare to take the initiative to fight.
people?
But this is actually nothing to Li Leping.
He has no interest in this conflict.
What made him most helpless was that his stool was forcibly taken away by Yang Jian and used as a weapon by Yang Jian.
Everyone subconsciously ignored the person sitting on that stool.
Now, Li Leping, who had no place to sit, could only rub his forehead with his hands and stood up awkwardly.
Inexplicably, Yang Jian lost his temper and didn't even notice that there was someone sitting on the stool next to him.
As a result, Yang Jian shook his hand and threw the stool next to him.
As I was throwing it out, I realized that the stool seemed to be extremely heavy.
After taking a closer look, I discovered that there was a person sitting on this stool.
"Um?"
Yang Jian, who suddenly discovered that there was someone sitting next to him, was stunned for a moment.
Who is this person?
There was only one thought in his mind.
Looking at the name tag on the table, the name sounded familiar, but looking at the appearance, I had never seen him before.
The specific appearance could not be formed in his mind. This led to the fact that although Yang Jian had met Li Leping once in Guanjiang Community, now he could not identify Li Leping and could only look at him with doubts.
After looking at this strange man who was absolutely unrecognizable in the sea of people, Yang Jian couldn't care less now. He only said "Sorry" to this strange man, and then started to confront Jiang Shangbai.
The atmosphere became violent, and there was a feeling that a fight was about to happen at any time.
Once the focus of attention changed, when people refocused their attention on Yang Jian and Li Jun and others who supported him, Li Leping was naturally forgotten again.
Now, Li Leping could only stand there dumbfounded.
This is not how the script develops.
Why was it my stool that was lost?
"Come on, let me give you some space."
At this time, Gu Li couldn't help laughing when he saw that Li Leping had no stool to sit on, and then moved his hips to the side, making a place for Li Leping.
Li Leping glanced at him: "Forget it, you can sit down alone. I'll just stand and stretch my muscles."
"It's okay, it's just a stool. I'll fold one out for you."
Liu San put down a folded paper frog, not bothering him.
At the same time, he took out a stack of yellow paper from somewhere and started to stack it up.
Looking at this rough outline, I really plan to fold a chair for Li Leping.
"Okay, stop making trouble and sit down."
As the situation worsened, suddenly, Mr. Qin, who had been sitting in the corner with age spots on his face, tapped his cane and made an old sound.
However, right after this sentence.
Eight people sat down almost at the same time.
This was not because they really intended to give Mr. Qin some face, but because their bodies subconsciously made this move for some unknown reason.
Even they themselves didn't react.
"Huh?" Li Leping, who was still standing, was also slightly surprised.
Because the solid wood stool behind him is back.
The stool that was thrown to pieces by Yang Jian actually recovered intact and returned behind him again.
"This old man is indeed extraordinary."
Everyone sat down, so Li Leping naturally wouldn't stand abruptly.
Like everyone else, he looked at Mr. Qin as if he had seen a ghost.
"This old thing's ability is weird and mysterious. Yang Jian doesn't know much about it. It is probably a kind of restarting ability, and it is not the kind of restart that can only target itself, but a large-scale restart."
I sat back on the stool. The stool was very stable and didn't look like it had been pieced together temporarily.
Although I knew that Mr. Qin had such an ability, only after seeing it with my own eyes could I truly realize how terrifying this ability was.
Silently, before anyone had time to notice, time seemed to have been turned back to the beginning, and everything was restored to its original state.
"However, this old man seems to have some connection with the old woman from 301, and judging from the old woman's name for Mr. Qin, it can be judged that Mr. Qin can only be regarded as a junior in front of this old woman."
"So, is Mr. Qin equivalent to the back-up left behind by the old lady's generation of ghost controllers? The back-up left for this era is probably to protect against supernatural beings that we cannot fight against in this era?"
There are many mysteries about Mr. Qin. A person who has been a ghost controller since his mother's womb can use the scope to restart at a thought, and he can use it so casually.
"As the old woman said, our generation still has a long way to go."
Li Leping lowered his head and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.
Compared with the older generation of ghost masters, the gap is still too obvious and too big.
"What a scary old man."
Liu San looked at Mr. Qin with a somewhat apprehensive look, and at the same time put away the yellow paper on the table.
"This old man is really fierce."
Gu Li and Jiang Hao looked at each other, each expressed wonder in the other's eyes, and began to communicate with each other.
The qualifications of the people present are not bad, and many of them are aware of Mr. Qin's existence.
However, few of them had seen the scene where Mr. Qin actually took action.
However, everyone knows that it is precisely because Mr. Qin is in charge that the headquarters still has a certain degree of majesty.
This kind of majesty from the truly top ghost masters is not only used to intimidate the young people in the country, but also to intimidate the ghost master organizations abroad.
It is precisely because Mr. Qin is in charge of Dajing City that serious supernatural incidents will not occur in Dajing City, and foreign ghost control forces do not dare to act recklessly in Dajing City.