Mysterious Resurrection: What If

Chapter 197 Zhao Kaiming's Ghost

“Yang Jian! The situation hasn’t reached the point of being completely irreconcilable yet. The death of a person responsible is certainly serious. But headquarters is currently short-staffed. If you join headquarters, I can introduce you to Wang Xiaoming.”

Zhao Kaiming wanted to continue persuading Yang Jian, but what he didn't know was that Yang Jian had no intention of waiting. If it weren't for Qin Lao's sake, Yang Jian would have already stormed the headquarters.

High in the distance, a helicopter is parked on the roof of a building.

Zhao Jianguo held binoculars, peering at the ground through the wind and waves. The top floor of this building was the safe observation point he had chosen.

He understood the Ghost Realm, and he didn't believe that Yang Jian could maintain such a long range of supernatural influence while fighting Zhao Kaiming.

"Captain Zhao, I think that kid is something else. Can Zhao Kaiming really handle him?"

Beside him, an entourage member looked nervous. Even he could see that Yang Jian was extraordinary. At such a young age, he showed no fear in the face of someone like Zhao Jianguo, something that was something that his peers could not do.

Zhao Jianguo also looked worried, but he was still confident that he could take down Yang Jian here. After all, Yang Jian had just fought with Zhou Zheng. Logically speaking, a ghost tamer would suffer a backlash after using supernatural power, and this was the worst time for him.

He began, "Although Zhao Kaiming has a volatile temper, he is still very reliable as a ghost tamer. To tell you the truth, Professor Wang once investigated Zhao Kaiming, and his assessment was that even Li Jun from headquarters was not confident he could defeat him head-on."

The accompanying staff looked surprised.

"I didn't expect Zhao Kaiming to be so well-hidden? Is he also on the list of candidates for that plan?"

Zhao Jianguo nodded.

"Professor Wang has already started preparing for the relevant matters. They are all eccentric and extreme people, alas... but we have no choice."

The man nodded, said nothing more, and began to observe the situation on Yang Jian's side together with Zhao Jianguo.

The air began to feel heavy.

A faint stench of decay wafted in the wind, as if it were seeping from the two of them.

With a slight movement of his ghostly eyes, Yang Jian saw a blurry shadow appear behind Zhao Kaiming in that crimson vision.

It was a dark shadow, blurry in shape and stiff in posture, like a figure with its back to everyone.

It remained motionless, yet it gave the impression that it could turn around in any direction at any moment.

Yang Jian said calmly, "I'm very curious about what kind of ability your ghost has, that you've kept it hidden all this time. You don't even have a code name."

"You wouldn't want to know... The price of using this ghost is beyond your imagination, but similarly, once the attack is launched, you will surely die."

Zhao Kaiming looked to the side. It seemed that the dark figure was not following him, but rather that Zhao Kaiming was forced to stay by its side.

A hint of ferocity flashed in his eyes.

Yang Jian, I'll ask you one last time, are you really going to make a move?

Shaking off the water droplets from the tip of his knife, Yang Jian spoke:
"You talk too much nonsense. It's just a few acquaintances dying, is it really necessary to be so cowardly?"

"court death!!!"

Zhao Kaiming roared almost uncontrollably; those words were like a thorn piercing his heart. He turned to the dark figure and shouted, "Kill him!!!"

Provoked by Yang Jian's words, Zhao Kaiming lost his mind and completely forgot about the objective of this mission.

He wants to kill Yang Jian; he wants him dead right now!

As Zhao Kaiming spoke, Yang Jian sensed that the surrounding environment had changed.

This feeling was strange; even the wind blowing around him stopped. It was subtle, as if he were locked in by some medium, and Yang Jian suddenly felt that he had no way to avoid it.

His brow furrowed slightly; this ghost was a bit strange.

However, in this world, Yang Jian has absolute confidence in himself.

It wasn't that he was overconfident; he always believed in caution when dealing with the supernatural. Rather, after the battle at the museum, Yang Jian was now at his limit, and even he himself didn't know what level he could achieve.

The Zhao Kaiming in front of me certainly doesn't reach the level of a tall, imposing man.

The strange feeling around him grew stronger, and Yang Jian could now clearly sense that he was being locked onto by some terrifying medium. The next second, Yang Jian's consciousness wavered for a moment, and when his vision refocused, he saw a figure from behind.

A man in a long robe stood with his back to him.

The ghost remained motionless, refusing to reveal its appearance or features.

Yang Jian tried to approach, but his vision began to distort; the ghost seemed to be turning around.

Immediately afterwards, the ghost moved, but Yang Jian's vision was already completely blurred, and he couldn't see the ghost's movements clearly.

"I'm going to die?"

The red light immediately covered his entire body, instantly restoring his original state.

Standing back in place, he was slightly startled, but the attack was not over yet; it seemed that this ghost would not stop until it killed Yang Jian.

The red light flickered precariously, seemingly about to dissipate. But that was all; the ghost with its back to Yang Jian was unable to break through the ghost domain to attack him.

However, the ghost wouldn't stop; at this moment, its body turned completely around.

A strange look flashed in Yang Jian's eyes. Although the ghost had completely turned around in his line of sight, it was still facing away from him. This change, which defied the logic of vision, surprised Yang Jian.

The attack became even more terrifying; the red light was compressed onto the surface of the ghost's body.

Yang Jian dared not be overconfident any longer. There was no point in wasting time with a ghost; in the end, he would only lose.

Just as Yang Jian was about to use Ghost Lake to suppress it, Zhao Kaiming couldn't hold on any longer.

"puff!--"

Zhao Kaiming suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, then fell straight backward, his ferocious eyes wide open, clearly dead beyond any doubt.

"Dead? That's it?"

Yang Jian looked at Zhao Kaiming's corpse with a hint of doubt in his eyes. He was too weak. He hadn't even made a move before he was killed by the backlash of the vengeful ghost.

On a distant high-rise building, Zhao Jianguo was also stunned.

This Yang Jian is incredibly fierce.

He didn't even see how Yang Jian made his move before Zhao Kaiming died.

But an even stranger scene unfolded: the vengeful ghost that had its back to Yang Jian suddenly disappeared and reappeared beside Zhao Kaiming's corpse.

Then Zhao Kaiming's terrified voice rang out: "Stop! Stop! Don't kill him!"

He suddenly flipped over and got up from the ground, looking at Yang Jian with a look of terror that was no different from looking at a monster.

"Reboot? Feign death? Resurrection?"

With his eyes fixed on the ghost, Yang Jian considered many possibilities in that instant. The ghost was indeed extremely strange, actually reviving Zhao Kaiming even when he was completely dead.

This is almost impossible; once a ghost tamer dies, only the vengeful spirit will revive. This situation is simply too absurd.

"Yang Jian! Stop right now! I'm taking you to see Wang Xiaoming!"

Zhao Jianguo's voice rang out from afar. He pulled out a megaphone from somewhere and shouted loudly at Yang Jian.

He couldn't bear that responsibility. Zhou Zheng was already dead; if Zhao Kaiming were to be killed by Yang Jian now, even losing his head wouldn't make up for the loss.

"What did you do early?"

Yang Jian's cold voice rang out behind him.

Zhao Jianguo turned his head sharply. Under the red light, Yang Jian's pale face was lifeless, like a terrifying ghost.

(End of this chapter)