Mysterious recovery: I have no plug-ins

Chapter 757 Pretending not to succeed but to be defeated.
For this person who dared to insult and mock him, Yang Jian naturally would not let it go easily.

Most importantly, he found that the other party seemed to be very familiar with this place, and Yang Jian needed to know the information here through this person.

In supernatural events, intelligence is very important.

Although the person who came out of Room 11 was the courier of the ghost post office, since he was only the courier on the first floor, he belonged to the kind of person who had a little understanding of the supernatural.

In addition, there is no powerful force behind him, so he naturally doesn't know what kind of existence these people in front of him are.

Therefore, after hearing Yang Jian's words, this man's eyes flashed a playful look;

"Hehe, seeing how young you are, your words are cruel enough. Where are you hanging out? Judging from your tone, you don't seem like a good person."

The man laughed disdainfully, and then said in a hoarse voice:
"It's a pity that the environment you are in now has changed. No matter how rough you are outside, you have to lie down obediently when you come here. Otherwise, you will definitely not live for a few days."

Hearing this, Yang Jian's eyes suddenly flashed with excitement.

"I was still worrying about how to obtain the information here, but now it seems that you should know some of the situation here, which is just right and saves me a lot of trouble."

After Yang Jian finished speaking, he strode towards the man.

Originally, Yang Jian was a little uneasy about this mysterious ghost post office, especially since he knew nothing about it.

Now that there is an experience package delivered to the door, Yang Jian is naturally very excited.

However, after so many incidents of training, he has long been able to hide his emotions and anger, so his face is still calm.

However, Li Yue could clearly see the change in his eyes.

Seeing that Yang Jian was about to attack that person, Li Yue did not stop him.

If Yang Jian hadn't spoken first just now, it would not be Yang Jian who made the move now, but Li Yue.

And if Li Yue makes a move, he doesn't care whether the other party has any information;
He will teach the other party a lesson at the first time, let that person know that food can be eaten indiscriminately, but words cannot be spoken indiscriminately.

The man saw Yang Jian walking towards him maliciously, and a cruel smile flashed across his face;

"Why, do you want to do something? I don't even look where it is. Since you don't want to live anymore, then I will show you mercy and send you on your way. Anyway, you will die sooner or later."

As the man said, he took out a pistol from his clothes, and pointed it at Yang Jian.

In a harmonious society, except for those with special occupations, being aimed at by a gun will instinctively feel fear.

But at this time, Yang Jian, who was pointed at by the gun, didn't change his face, and he didn't even have the slightest disorder in his footsteps, and continued to walk towards the man.

When Li Yue saw the man pointing a gun at Yang Jian, he shook his head, his eyes full of disdain.

This thing is naturally a great threat to ordinary people;
But if it is used to deal with ghost masters, it basically has no effect at all, unless it is a golden pistol, which can still have some effect.

But when it came to Yang Jian, at Li Yue's level, even the golden pistols were already in their eyes.

"Fuck, this guy really doesn't seem to be an ordinary person, isn't he even afraid of guns?"

Seeing Yang Jian's reaction, the thin-cheeked man couldn't help but change slightly.

This is not the first time he has used a gun at other people. When he pointed the gun at ordinary people before, most of them were frightened and froze in place, and some even sat on the ground directly;
Even those who are fierce and abnormal will restrain themselves;

But this was the first time Yang Jian had encountered such a reaction.

"Did you encounter a neuropathy? Or is it that the times are changing too fast, and guns have no deterrent effect?"

A faint feeling of uneasiness began to appear in that person's heart.

But in the next second, his heart was filled with anger.

A newcomer in the area actually made him lose face here. At this time, he didn't care about whether there were other problems, so he immediately said coldly:
"This is your courting death, so don't blame me."

The next moment, the thin-cheeked man decisively pulled the trigger of the pistol in his hand;
"Bang~!"

A gunshot sounded to everyone's ears immediately. The gunshot was loud and began to reverberate in the quiet and eerie post office building.

Although the thin-cheeked man doesn't know how to play guns professionally, he isn't even considered an amateur.

But this time he has confidence in his marksmanship and because the distance between Yang Jian and him is very close.

Even if you can't guarantee a headshot, you will never let go of the gun.

But the next moment, the face of the thin-cheeked man suddenly changed.

The imagined scene of blood spattering did not appear.

He clearly saw Yang Jian's body swaying slightly, and then Yang Jian appeared in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, his neck was tightly strangled by a blackened palm.

The palm was stiff and cold, as if it belonged to a part of the body of a dead person, and its strength was astonishing, directly pulling him off the ground, a living person simply couldn't do this.

"how is this possible"

The man felt suffocated instantly;

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he even vaguely heard the sound of "click, click" bones crumbling.

"You don't even know who we are, and you dare to shoot me. You should be lucky. If you didn't pay back some value, it would be a corpse now."

Yang Jian stared at him with red eyes.

At this moment, the thin-cheeked man already knew that this time he was determined.

All he can rely on is the gun in his hand, but the opponent can directly ignore the threat of the gun, which is no longer something ordinary people can do.

But before the man could respond, a huge force threw him flying;

In the end, the man's body rolled several times before stopping, and finally, in a posture facing the ground, he fell heavily on the rotten wooden board.

After all, the man is just an ordinary person. After being hit like this, his nose bleeds instantly, and even several teeth were broken.

But he was lucky that he didn't fall faint in the end.

The man snorted, shook his drowsy head, and tried to turn over.

"Sun Rui, watch this guy."

At this moment, Yang Jian's indifferent voice came over.

At this time, the man was a little puzzled, not knowing who he was talking to;
The next moment, a golden cane suddenly touched his eye socket, heavy and arrogant, as if it wanted to crush his eyeballs.

"You'd better lie down obediently and don't move. If you struggle again, this thing in my hand will directly stab into your brain."

An eerie voice reached the man's ears.

"Apart from the two people before, are there any other newcomers?" The thin-cheeked man said silently in his heart.

At this moment, his face was covered with blood, but with the remaining one eye, he could barely see the person in front of him clearly.

He clearly saw that Sun Ruizheng squinted his eyes slightly with his cane, his face was sickly and numb like a dead person, he didn't feel like a living person, like a corpse that had been dead for a few days.

(End of this chapter)