Chapter 128: Severe Chuunibyou
Basically, everyone has a period when they suffer from chuunibyou.

It’s just that the length of time is different, and some can even extend into adulthood.

The young boys in the chuunibyou period all think that they are the chosen ones and give themselves all kinds of settings, all kinds of shameful settings.

But when these settings come true, Chuunibyou will become like Ye Zhen.

After hearing Yun Ming's explanation, Yang Jian immediately understood what was going on with Ye Zhen's current situation.

Ye Zhen just continued speaking.

"I have no rivals in all of Asia. I am truly lonely as the snow. In my opinion, the only heroes in the world are you and me."

Yang Jian always felt that these words gave him an inexplicable sense of déjà vu. After thinking about it, he remembered a story in his junior high school textbook.

That is a story from the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, called "Discussing Heroes over Wine."

"Are you talking to me about heroes over a glass of wine? Don't talk nonsense. I'll give you ten minutes to win one billion. If you can't defeat them within ten minutes, you'll have to wait for them to collect your bodies!"

Yang Jian glanced at Yun Ming and then said.

The Supernatural Forum was the first force that wanted to take Yang Jian under its wing, but it was definitely not the last one.

The sound quickly dissipated and disappeared into thin air.

"it is good!"

Just as Yunming said.

Yang Jian called Liu Xiaoyu directly and asked the headquarters to help transfer the message.

The pale color on Lin Luomei's body was fading, and the features of a living person were reappearing.

Yunming reported his bank account information.

"It was our fault in the first place. We were the ones who went there to cause trouble."

Treat them to guests, behead them, and accept them as dogs.

Yang Jian actually asked for 1 billion as a test.

"half?"

Yun Ming snapped his fingers lightly, and Liuli, who was holding the strange voice in the villa, let go of the strange voice.

After Yang Jian finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Soon, one billion came in.

"I see. Then give him 1 billion. But you have to remember, I'm not afraid of him. I just want to save my little brother."

Yang Jian, who dealt with a large-scale S-level supernatural incident, is in the midst of various whirlpools. If he cannot gain a foothold, he will face endless troubles.

As the money arrived, Yang Jian released Huang Fei and Russell.

On the other side of the phone, in Dahai City, Ye Zhen looked at the hung up call and snorted.

The man in a suit next to Ye Zhen rubbed his head helplessly and began to persuade him.

"Does this little Yang Jian want me to kill him?"

Time passes by every second.

Two people sat on the stone bench outside the villa, and three newbies next to them lowered their heads, looking a little scared.

These are two big guys who can kill them.

"How well do you know Ye Zhen?"

Yang Jian asked.

He felt that Yunming must know something.

It is a good habit to understand your opponent and your enemy.

Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win every battle.

"Ye Zhen, I know him well, right? He is the administrator of the supernatural forum, and his strength is quite impressive! If I am not counted, he is currently the best among the younger generation."

Yang Jian didn't expect Yun Ming to give such an evaluation.

The first of the younger generation.

This is a very interesting name. If there is a younger generation, there must be an older generation, or an even older generation.

"so smart?"

Yang Jian said with a frown.

Yun Ming: “It’s just that amazing.”

The three rookies next to them didn't expect Yun Ming to praise their leader so much.

A proud smile appeared on their faces unconsciously.

"What about you against him?"

Yang Jian asked another question. He was very concerned and wanted to know how strong Yun Ming was.

Yun Ming curled the corners of his mouth slightly, his face full of confidence.

"I could kill him in an instant."

Hearing this answer, Yang Jian's pupils shrank, because from Yun Ming's expression he could tell that he was not lying and was serious.

When Russell, one of the three rookies, heard this, he opened his mouth to refute.

Lin Luomei, who was next to him, covered his mouth with her hand.

If you talk nonsense at this time, you will die miserably.

"Coffin nails?"

Yun Ming nodded.

That is a powerful supernatural item that can even nail to death an S-level starving ghost, and there is also the master of the ghost eyes hanging upside down on the bone tree.

Yang Jian thought that although Ye Zhen was powerful, he definitely could not withstand the coffin nails.

"I understand."

"The most important thing is that I know all the ghosts controlled by Ye Zhen, as well as his weaknesses, so I can carry out targeted attacks."

Yun Ming began to explain that Ye Zhen did have a shortcoming, and that was consciousness. Although the scapegoat controlled by Ye Zhen was very powerful, if Ye Zhen's consciousness could be erased, then no matter how powerful the scapegoat was, it would be useless.

It was dark.

The rookie trio left.

Yunming and Yang Jian returned to the villa, and time quickly came to the next day.

Warm sunshine and beautiful morning.

It’s hard to imagine that Dachang City was still haunted yesterday.

Yunming didn't feel anything after not sleeping all night. He sat on the balcony on the second floor of the villa and drank coffee.

Such a leisurely life is pretty good. If the supernatural events are completely over, Yun Ming doesn't mind living a leisurely life.

Zhang Wei was still sleeping soundly in the room and would not wake up until one or two o'clock in the afternoon.

He is just an ordinary person and needs to catch up on some sleep after staying up all night.

Yang Jian went to a meeting. After all, he is the Interpol officer at the headquarters.

During the meeting, Yang Jian asked Zhao Jianguo for a copy of the supernatural files of non-governmental organizations, including the files of the supernatural forum.

Out of boredom, Yun Ming opened his own plug-in chat group.

He didn't have enough bonus points to incorporate the Coffin Nail into his Ghost Gun.

I'm probably only a few hundred points away, and I just need to complete one more task.

Yunming plans to choose a simpler task to complete.

With his current average strength, tasks like these are still pretty easy.

The group is as lively as ever.

[Xiao Yan]: "I'll tell you this, you may not believe it, but I've exploded the Soul Palace with gold coins."

[Taylor]: "Isn't the gold coins in your Soul Explosion Hall normal?"

[Xiao Yan]: "This is the first time a gold coin explodes. It's worth commemorating."

[Nalan Ziran]: "I also got some gold coins. I subdued a kind of strange thunder."

[Xiao Yan]: "So fast."

[Nalan Ziran]: "Don't forget, I also have a ring, Grandpa."

[Naruto]: "Test, failed in the test, envious."

[Xiao Yan]: "Don't you have a Nine-Tailed Fox in your body? Find a way to make it become your grandfather."

[Naruto]: "I haven't mastered my mouth-to-mouth technique yet."

[Zhang San]: "You are all amazing."

[Zheng Zha]: "I am almost done with my serial tasks. I only have one last task left, but it's a little difficult."

[Yun Ming]: "What mission?"

[Zheng Zha]: "Destroy the Demon Team."

[Yun Ming]: “???”

[Li Yi]: "I remember that the Demon Team is very powerful. The most terrifying one should be Chu Xuan, who serves as the wise man. Unless you are crushed by absolute strength, his wisdom will make up for the gap between you two."

(End of this chapter)