My slightly flirtatious tone was a little harsh in the rainy night, and Jiang Long and his men retreated in unison, they couldn't understand why there was an extra person in the villa for no reason?
"Who are you?
I have no grievances with you, why did I come to the door?
Jiang Long picked up the knife on the table and motioned to a few of his subordinates to show their guys.
They were ready to fight, but no one dared to act rashly until they found out the details of me.
Looking at this group of gangster leaders who can be regarded as dominating Jiangcheng, there was a sneer on the corner of my mouth, if it wasn't for Jiang Long taking out his hole cards, I would be ready to play with them for a while.
I have experienced the deepest despair I have ever experienced as a showrunner in the underworld, and no one in this city understands the special emotion of fear better than I do.
Jiang Long touched my bottom line, and as a retaliation, I naturally wanted to give him a "perfect" and unforgettable experience.
This group of scum does not deserve sympathy, they have too many charges against them.
It is not fair that the people who have been hurt by them can hide in the comfort of their villas and live a drunken life.
I don't mean to flout the law, it's just that the law needs evidence to take effect, and the evidence has long been annihilated in time, so if I want to punish them, I must also avoid the law and use a more direct method.
"You don't have a grudge against me, but you peeked at something you shouldn't be looking at."
I picked up the deer slashing knife in one hand, and the cold light was revealed, this knife didn't know how to hide itself at all, it was domineering, and it condensed the murderous aura of the ancient battlefield.
"Peeking at something you shouldn't be seeing?
Who are you?!
Jiang Long's hand holding the knife shrank back, he hadn't been so nervous for more than ten years.
"Want to know?"
The blade pointed obliquely, I was prophesied to die in three days, and at this time I had no scruples, unscrupulous, ready to go crazy one last time.
Lightning cut through the sky, reflecting on my ordinary face, and everyone in the room could see it clearly.
"You can call me Gao Jian."
The tip of the knife hung down, and the other palm stretched out in front of him, and in the palm of his hand, a pitch-black eye was turning: "Death ghost!"
” The hall on the first floor seemed to be infiltrated by rainwater, and countless long black hairs appeared in the cracks in the ceiling, in the patches of tiles, on the back of furniture, and under the carpet.
Men and women screamed and cried in the living room, but to no avail.
"If howling would have solved the problem, the donkey would have ruled the world long ago."
The horror of the Mahayana ghost is even afraid of me, the master, it has swallowed too many things, and the way I raise ghosts is different from any Taoist system so far, without the slightest restraint, I trust the ghost thing 100%, and let it devour and grow.
The black hair climbed on several people, they resisted desperately, the ghost may have attacked too many people at one time, and the strength was a little scattered, Jiang Long and his younger brother broke free when the black hair was not completely entangled, and the two of them ran upstairs quickly.
"Why are you running upstairs?
Isn't this self-defeating?
"Dragging the deer slashing knife, I followed closely behind the two of them, Jiang Long's little brother I can let go, but Jiang Long, who has seen the materials of the show in the underworld, is unforgivable.
The sound of blades slicing across the floor was oozing, and I passed the women, goosebumps emerging from their exposed skin.
Along the way, I also found that this knife does have the effect of cutting evil spirits, and where the blade drags over, the black hair of the ghost automatically separates, and I dare not collide with it.
"Hell, I'll leave these people to you."
The remaining thugs and women in the living room quickly collapsed to the ground, their faces pale and stiff, and most of their lives were plundered by the ghosts.
I chased to the third floor in one go, and Jiang Long and his little brother seemed to be hiding in the rooms on both sides of the corridor.
"Many horror films have similar scenes, in the face of the villain's pursuit, the protagonist hurriedly hides in a closed room, holds his breath, and waits in silence for fear to come."
The calm before the storm is the most torturous, but for the pursuers, it is a treat.
"Night has just fallen, and I still have a long time to play this game with you."
"Bang!"
Holding the deer knife in both hands, I slashed the lock with all my might, and after breaking the lock, I kicked the door open.
"Are you hiding here?"
Carrying a knife as I walked around the room, I went from room to room, kicked open door after door, and as I reached the end of the hallway, my ears moved and I heard the muffled wheezing of breath in the room next to me.
"Your psychological quality is too bad, right?
If you are caught to experience the live broadcast of the underworld show, it is estimated that you will not survive a round. ” The blade stabbed through the wooden door, and then violently kicked it open, and I didn't go in myself, but let the ghost find the way first.
Watery black hair spilled into the house, into the closet, into the windowsill, and under the bed.
"Fuck off!
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A man's hoarse voice came from under the bed, "Help me!"
Brother Long!
Help me!
” "Don't shout, he'll be here for you in a moment."
The demon dragged the man out from under the bed, causing his screams to resound throughout the villa.
"There's only one left."
I looked at the room at the end of the hallway, I had searched for everything else, but this one hadn't been in yet.
With his ears on the door, a very low voice of conversation could be faintly heard in the room, and the voice of the man who spoke was hurried.
"Call for help?
Did it work?
The knife slashed open the door, and when I entered the room, I happened to see Jiang Long hiding behind his desk, with a phone on his desk that he hadn't had time to hang up, and three talismans in his hands.
"Stop!
We can talk!
Jiang Long let out an anxious voice, his little brother's scream just now was still echoing in his ears, he had never been so panicked like now in the years since his debut, and he had never seen such a murderous and terrible person.
"Negotiations are based on equal strength, are you worthy?"
Five years ago, or before I became the anchor of the show in the underworld, I couldn't have imagined that one day I would say this to the big brother of Jiangcheng.
But now it's all happening, I've changed a lot in just a few weeks, even though I'm still the same in life.
People shop, no savings, no loved ones' down-and-out dogs.
But the difference is that anyone who wants to bully me and take something from me will have to pay a terrible price.
Jiang Long didn't reply, he really couldn't figure out my details, he had been in Jiangcheng for more than 20 years, but he never seemed to have heard the name Gao Jian in black and white: "You came from other provinces?"
This is Jiangcheng, if your hand is stretched too long, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to take it back?
” "You can think whatever you want, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, have you ever been in at No. 263 Tingtang Road and brought something out of it?"
"You mean the dog?"
The corner of Jiang Long's eyes twitched: "After the anesthetic failed, he was locked in the basement, if you came for it, I will give you the key now and return it to you." ” "The dog thing is another matter, I'm talking about other things."
"I don't know about the rest, we're only responsible for stunning the dog with anesthetic."
Jiang Long looked puzzled, as if he really didn't know anything.
"I'm looking for a handwritten document with a record of a certain place."
"I don't know what you're talking about?"
Jiang Long continued to pretend to be innocent.
"Looks like you need me to help you remember, hell!"
The black hair, stained with mottled blood, crawled out of my shadow and approached Jiang Long.
The ghost shadow was coming, Jiang Long finally couldn't bear the pressure, and changed his words: "Wait!
I remember!
” "Where's the file?"
"In ......"
Before Jiang Long could speak, an old man's voice came from the phone on the table that had not yet hung up: "Jiang Long, hand over the phone to the person opposite you and let me do it." ” The voice coming out of the microphone, I heard it once at Jiang Chen's wedding banquet, he should be the helmsman of Jiang Jin Real Estate, Jiang Chen's father.
Jiang Long's face was embarrassed, but he didn't dare to disobey Old Man Jiang's words and handed me the phone.
"You are Gao Jian, I heard Jiang Chen talk about you, you are really terrifying, even my godson who is rolling on the blade has been forced to such a point by you, you are very good."
The condescending tone, the look of the seniors treating the next generation, I sneered, let the ghost strangle Jiang Long's neck, and then put the microphone on Jiang Long's mouth, so that Old Man Jiang could clearly hear the sound of his godson struggling before he died.