Chapter 220, Instant Kill
Soon, the plane arrived in Dahai City.

But as soon as we arrived in Dahai City, an alarm sounded on the plane.

A ghost has invaded the plane.

After the plane landed, countless cars surrounded the plane.

A man got off the car and spoke coldly.

"I'm giving you a piece of advice. Turn around immediately and go back. If you dare to get off the plane, I will kill you."

Yun Ming was sitting on the plane, looking at the vehicles below with a strange smile on his face.

"Awesome, even more arrogant than me. I really want to kill them."

Yang Jian glanced at Yun Ming.

"We are here to deliver a letter."

"I know, I just came to take a look."

At this time, Sun Rui picked up his golden cane and came to the plane door. He looked at the people getting off the car and spoke.

"Is the Supernatural Forum so overbearing? Do you really regard Dahai City as your home?"

Yang Jian also came out, along with Li Yang and Yun Ming.

The leading man wearing sunglasses glanced at the people behind Sun Rui and his pupils shrank.

"Ghost Eye Yang Jian, Yun Ming?"

The Supernatural Forum is considered to be the top force in the ghost handler circle. Their intelligence capabilities are not bad, and they know all the top ghost handlers.

Yang Jian looked coldly at the man wearing sunglasses.

"Very good, now that you know me, things will be easier."

The man wearing sunglasses unconsciously dripped a drop of cold sweat on his forehead.

It would be fine if it was just Sun Rui alone, but two top ghost riders came as well.

Yang Jian's reputation is very well-known in the ghost-controlling circle.

He was a typical troublemaker and a typical arrogant person. He killed all his friends by himself and bit almost everyone who provoked him to death.

In the eyes of many ghost riders, Yang Jian is a mad dog. If you provoke him, you will be chased and bitten to death. Moreover, this mad dog is very strong.

Moreover, the influence of the friend circle is no less than that of the supernatural forum.

There have been many fights between the supernatural forums and the circle of friends, but in the end no one can do anything to anyone else.

Fang Shiming, the president of the circle of friends, and Ye Zhen, the administrator of the supernatural forum, are fighting on equal terms.

However, Fang Shiming died at the hands of Yang Jian.

Does this indirectly explain it?

Ye Zhen is not as good as Yang Jian.

"What's your name?"

Yang Jian looked at the man wearing sunglasses and asked.

"Awu."

Awu gave his name.

Then he continued, "Mr. Yang, Dahai City is the territory of our Supernatural Forum after all. We will only guard here. We don't care about other places, but we must take care of this place."

Yang Jian spoke lightly.

"I'm not here to fight, I'm just here on a business trip. Three days at most, I'll leave immediately, what do you think?"

Yang Jian didn't want to fight because he clearly remembered what Yun Ming had said before.

He can't beat Ye Zhen.

However, Yang Jian didn't believe that he could not win, because he still had the music box curse. At worst, he would turn on the curse and fight to the death.

As for how to resolve the curse?

Who cares! We'll talk about it later.

If he really fought for his life, Yang Jian felt that he could kill Ye Zhen.

The music box's curse of immortality, coupled with the endless hacking of the ghost by the hatchet, Yang Jian didn't believe that anyone or any ghost in this world could withstand it.

But Awu did not intend to back down.

"If you need anything done, Mr. Yang, I can do it for you. No matter what it is, I promise to get it done. But this is the territory of our supernatural forum, and we cannot let you, Mr. Yang, stay here."

"Then there's nothing to discuss!"

Yang Jian's tone couldn't help but become a little colder, and his face became gloomy.

Awu took two steps back unconsciously.

Yang Jian is the captain of the headquarters, and also a very ferocious mad dog in the ghost-controlling circle. Ah Wu could feel that Yang Jian had murderous intentions towards him, as if he would kill him in the next second.

"I don't want to continue talking nonsense with you. I'll give you two choices. Either take your people and get out, or you all die here within ten seconds. My patience is limited. Don't try to challenge my bottom line."

Yang Jian's tone was cold, his murderous intent no longer hidden.

He can do what he says.

Except for Ye Zhen, no one in the supernatural forum can defeat the enemy with one move from Yang Jian.

As soon as the fifth level of the ghost domain was opened, the laser eyes were fired, and everyone was sent away.

"As expected of Yang Jian, this aura is indeed strong enough, but I, Ye, am not someone who can be easily dismissed."

A voice came from far away.

It keeps expanding, and the ghost realm is coming.

A figure walked out of the ghost realm. He was a young man in his early 20s, with a handsome face, arrogant eyes, and an arrogant aura all over his body.

This is a chuunibyou.

He is also the administrator of the supernatural forum, Ye Zhen.

When Awu saw his boss coming, he immediately said.

"Mr. Ye, you are here."

Ye Zhen nodded, his face full of arrogance.

"Xiao Yang, you are simply courting your own death. You must know that I, Ye, am the greatest terror of the world. If you go against the will of heaven, you may still survive, but if you go against me, you will have no chance of survival."

Yang Jian was speechless. He had heard about Ye Zhen's middle school syndrome personality before.

Now that I see him, he is indeed a person with a chuunibyou syndrome.

Yunming found it very interesting, so he stood up directly.

"Ye Zhen, you know, sitting in a well and looking at the sky, you only see a piece of sky and think you see the world. Your insignificance and ignorance make me feel very interesting."

Yunming thought back to his previous state when he was in the middle school syndrome period.

Arrogant and wild, thinking he is invincible.

Ye Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Who are you? How dare you speak to me, Ye, like this?"

"I am Yun Ming. You can call me invincible. I can roam freely in this world without any rivals. I can destroy powerful enemies in the blink of an eye. I am the undefeated legend."

Yang Jian looked at Yun Ming with some confusion. He felt that Yun Ming was teasing Ye Zhen.

"Hahaha, who dares to claim to be invincible, and who dares to claim to be undefeated? I, Ye, would like to see what invincible looks like."

After saying this, a strange aura emanated from Ye Zhen's entire body, and his hands began to rot and dry up.

He's going to take action.

Yunming let out a long roar towards the sky.

"Don't you see it now? How can a frog sitting in a well and looking at the sky know how vast the world is? I will only use one move. If you can withstand it, you win. If you can't withstand it, you lose. Ye Zhen, do you dare?"

Yang Jian glanced at Yun Ming and he knew that Yun Ming had a coffin nail.

With just one move, the coffin nails would nail Ye Zhen to death.

Ye Zhen has a scapegoat, and he is confident that he can withstand all the curses and attacks in the world.

Yunming's method of provoking is very crude, but it is very effective for the chuunibyou Ye Zhen.

After all, in the world of chuunibyou, they themselves are the protagonists.

The protagonist should face everything bravely. Let alone one move, even a hundred or a thousand moves, Ye Zhen dares to withstand them all.

"Okay, I want to see how you can defeat me in one move."

Ye Zhen's eyes were shining brightly. He stood there, waiting for Yun Ming to make a move.

Awu was a little worried.

"Boss Ye, nothing will happen, right?"

"Don't worry, Wu. You know how strong I am."

Yang Jian looked at Ye Zhen as if he was an idiot.

"What a moron."

The next second, Yun Ming pointed his finger lightly at Ye Zhen, and a strange spear suddenly shot out from the void, piercing directly through Ye Zhen's eyebrows and nailing him to the ground.

Ye Zhen closed his eyes, and the strange aura on his body dissipated instantly, even his life force disappeared.

Ye Zhen was killed in seconds.

(End of this chapter)