Chapter 152, I want to change people

"But, but what if? What you said is just a possibility. What if this is really just a request for help? We can't just stand by and watch someone die."

Qin Meirou once again used moral blackmail.

Yunming clearly remembered that many ordinary people's behaviors in the original book were particularly annoying.

Qin Meirou is one of them.

If nothing unexpected happens, Qin Meirou will be replaced soon.

Yang Jian was already a little annoyed. He cherished his own life very much. He didn't mind working for the headquarters, but he hated being asked to take charge whenever something happened.

He, Yang Jian, is not a god. The country is so big, he can't handle all the supernatural events!
"Qin Meirou, I doubt your professionalism. Your brain and your personality make me feel that you are not suitable to be my operator. Let's change someone! Let Liu Xiaoyu come over. I am too lazy to explain to you anymore."

There is no doubt that Yang Jian hates Qin Meirou.

Qin Meirou was stunned in the communication room.

Just listen to Yang Jian continue speaking.

"If you don't want to, I will call Zhao Jianguo directly. I don't want my operator to be so stupid and push me into trouble every day. Do you know that if I die in the Caesar Hotel, it will be an S-level incident at the beginning, and the whole Zhongshan City will be ruined. Can you bear this responsibility?"

"I……."

Qin Meirou stood there in a daze, not knowing what to say.

She vaguely felt that she seemed to be in trouble.

Headquarters Communications Room.

Not far away, the operators' captain Zhao Jianguo came over, glanced at Qin Meirou and said.

"Get up! You are no longer suitable to be Yang Jian's operator."

Zhao Jianguo's voice was so unpleasant.

Qin Meirou wanted to explain, but Zhao Jianguo didn't give her a chance.

"Get up!"

In the end, Qin Meirou took off her headphones and stood up.

"Go and ask Liu Xiaoyu to come over."

Zhao Jianguo issued an order.

Qin Meirou nodded and left.

Zhao Jianguo put on his headphones, connected the communication and started talking.

"I'm sorry Yang Jian, I apologize for Qin Meirou's behavior. She is very immature and needs training."

"Captain Zhao, I still trust you. Just cooperate with me from now on. Don't give me random orders. I will enter the Caesar Hotel again. If there is a chance, I will take a look. If not, don't accuse me of not helping others and blackmailing me morally."

Yang Jian emphasized the last four words "moral kidnapping" and was obviously angry.

Being morally blackmailed is a very unpleasant behavior, it is a kind of coercion.

"I understand. I will let everyone cooperate with your work."

……

……

It's getting a little dark.

Yang Jian decided to enter the Caesar Hotel early.

At the entrance of Caesar Hotel, Yang Jian brought Xiong Wenwen with him. Xiong Wenwen's predictive ability was very strong and could help him avoid many dangers.

During the first exploration, as soon as Yang Jian entered the first floor, the newspaper ghost led a group of ghosts to attack Yang Jian.

Yang Jian fought hard, didn't explore much, didn't even go to the third floor, and finally only brought out Tong Qian, the front desk clerk. It turned out that this Tong Qian was a ghost in disguise.

"Let's go!"

Yun Ming walked in fearlessly. Without the restraint of the newspaper ghost, the ghosts on the first and second floors were powerless. As for Li Qingzhi, ordinary people could survive after knowing the rules of killing.

But you have to be careful when you get to the third floor. There is a ghost locked in every room on the third floor, and the degree of horror is unknown.

After entering the Caesar Hotel, Xiong Wenwen hugged Yang Jian's thigh, fearing that she would die if she was not careful.

Yunming is a man of great skill and courage, and he is not a coward at all.

With the newspaper ghost locked away, the danger at Caesars Hotel has decreased somewhat.

But just as the three were preparing to act, white fog suddenly came from all directions.

Damp, cold, and eerie.

"A ghost came out. No, more than one ghost."

Yun Ming spoke.

Crunch, crunch.

For some reason, there was a ghost hanging on the light bulb on the first floor.

The ghost was skinny, with blue skin, ankles stretched straight, mouth wide open and tongue sticking out. The appearance of the ghost was very similar to the hanged ghost in folk legends.

"Well, there are indeed a lot of ghost things without knocking on the door to clean up."

Yun Ming touched his chin and started talking, but he had just raised his head for less than two seconds when suddenly something invisible lifted Yun Ming up.

"Fuck, it just hit me."

Yunming was hung in the air by an invisible thing. The invisible thing was like a rope, a rope used for hanging. The invisible hanging rope was tightly tied to Yunming's neck, getting tighter and tighter, as if to break Yunming's neck directly.

At the same time, Yunming felt that his body was very heavy, as if a big stone was tied to him.

"This is a hanged man. The rope was tightened and a big stone was tied to his body. The man's neck was broken before he died."

Even when he was in crisis, Yun Ming still had time to make fun of the person. He didn't take the hanged man in front of him seriously at all.

The rope was getting tighter and tighter, and his body was getting heavier and heavier. Yun Ming felt the power of the hanged ghost. The horror level was not too high. There was no curse that would kill him. In short, he was just a noob.

Xiong Wenwen looked at Yun Ming who was hanging up and said with some concern.

"Xiao Yang, this guy won't be hanged, will he? He died just after coming in, too weak. Do you want me to use my ghost to predict it?"

Yang Jian shook his head.

"Yun Ming will not die so easily. This ghost's killing pattern only targets one person, which means that the degree of resuscitation is not enough. This kind of ghost is very weak."

Yun Ming stretched out his hand and touched his neck. The death curse of touching the ghost came instantly, directly removing the invisible rope of the hanged ghost.

"You can die... No, ghosts don't die, you can sleep now!"

Yun Ming fell from the air and the ghost gun appeared. Yun Ming threw the black ghost gun casually and it shot out like a bullet, directly piercing the hanged ghost's head and nailing it to the ceiling.

The moment he was fixed by the ghost gun, the hanged ghost fell silent.

The ghost fog around was getting thicker and thicker, and some of it even appeared outside the hotel, covering the entire hotel.

Yang Jian said as he felt the cold power emanating from the ghost fog.

"This ghost is Feng Quan's ghost fog. If the ghost fog escapes, doesn't that mean Feng Quan is dead?"

Yang Jian recalled Feng Quan's file, Ghost Fog Feng Quan, the ghost he controlled was Ghost Fog. This was a ghost that possessed a ghost domain, and the place covered by the ghost fog was the ghost domain.

Several figures appeared vaguely in the ghost fog, and these figures exuded a strange aura.

"Yang Jian, I always feel like I'm at a disadvantage. One hundred million to deal with so many ghosts."

Yun Ming made a move with his hand and a ghost spear flew over, with a hanged ghost on it.

"This should be a trap set for me. The signal released by Guo Fan is a ghost trap."

Yang Jian said calmly, as if he had expected it.

(End of this chapter)