Yang Jian looked at Wang Yue.
He was young, probably in his thirties. Although he dressed like a thug with a cigar in his mouth and a scarf around his neck, he gave off a mature and steady vibe.
It was clear that Wang Yue had also experienced many supernatural events.
His temperament and intelligence were honed through life and death experiences.
Looking at the struggling middle-aged woman hanging from the street lamp, Yang Jian frowned.
"What? Weren't you going to kill her just now? I helped you out, saving you a bullet. Isn't that a good thing? Are you blaming me?" Wang Yue noticed Yang Jian's gaze and immediately spoke up.
Yang Jian said, "No, I just remembered something."
"The death of Yan Li and his family, it's similar to this method. They were hanged alive and their bodies were left in the villa for two or three days, already infested with maggots... Did you do this?"
Wang Yue's expression changed slightly, thinking to himself that he had overlooked this detail.
"If you don't speak, then it means you did it," Yang Jian's gaze turned cold. "You're ruthless, killing to silence, not leaving a single witness."
Wang Yue's face changed and he said, "I had no choice. Someone forced me to do it. I had a way, but if you want trouble, you should go find Zhao Kaiming. He's the one who made me do it. At first, I didn't know about this."
"But you still did it, didn't you?" Yang Jian sneered. "You want to shift all the blame to Zhao Kaiming's hands. Can you dare to say that you didn't promise him anything in return for this?"
"That's a different matter. I was also tricked by Zhao Kaiming. He wanted to use me as a middleman to deal with Yan Li, making you suspect the Wang Xiaoqiang Club. He wanted you and Wang Xiaoqiang to fight to the death. Before this supernatural event broke out, he came to me and asked me to join forces with Wang Xiaoqiang to deal with you."
"But unfortunately, this plan was interrupted. But now Zhao Kaiming should already be dead. I won't help him anymore. If you take me away from here, I can help you deal with Wang Xiaoqiang."
Yang Jian said, "You're too naive. You killed Yan Li and agreed to work with Zhao Kaiming to deal with me. Now you want me to save you?"
"Saving me won't harm you. The people from the Wang Xiaoqiang Club will soon come after you. Without any help, the chances of you dying at the hands of Wang Xiaoqiang are high. Although many of the Wang Xiaoqiang Club's ghost tamers have died because of you, there is still a very powerful guy left, Ye Feng. He controls two ghosts. Your chances of winning against him are not great." Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on novelꞁire.net
"Not great chances of winning means they don't have a hundred percent chance of taking me down. That's why Zhao Kaiming wanted you to cooperate, to join forces and eliminate me," Yang Jian narrowed his eyes, feeling a bit shocked.
This Zhao Kaiming was truly ruthless, coming up with such a sinister plan.
"That's right, that was the plan. But things have changed now. I don't plan on helping Wang Xiaoqiang anymore. As long as you take me away from here, I can help you deal with them in return," Wang Yue took a puff of his cigar and said seriously, "After getting rid of the Wang Xiaoqiang Club, along with Zhao Kaiming's death, the next detective will definitely be you. Then, you will have control over the entire Da Chang City."
"This is beneficial to you as well. After all, it's a win-win situation."
Yang Jian said, "I'm afraid this is also a win-win situation for you. You can survive and get rid of their control, and you can also eliminate my hostility towards you."
"Mutual benefit is the key for people like us to survive. The rest is not worth mentioning," Wang Yue said.
"Besides, there are always deaths in supernatural events. Hundreds die here today, dozens die there tomorrow. Death incidents are happening all over the world at all times. Killing Yan Li's family was a good move on my part, but it doesn't affect you."
"Zhao Kaiming wanted me to kill, just to drag me into this mess. Now that things are clear, as long as you give the go-ahead, everything can stop here."
At this moment, Yang Jian opened the car door and got out. "What if I don't want to?"
Wang Yue was stunned for a moment, then furrowed his brows deeply.
He thought his reason could convince Yang Jian, after all, they hadn't had a direct conflict. He couldn't understand why Yang Jian wouldn't agree.
"If you don't want to, then I have another way to leave here, but the price is a bit higher. But after I leave, I will definitely cooperate with Wang Xiaoqiang. That would be bad news for you, so I hope you think it through... And if something happens here, if there's an accident, the fierce ghost will revive, and it won't be good for anyone," Wang Yue said.
Although there were many conflicts between ghost tamers, very few of them actually fought to the death.
He didn't want to fight to the death with Zhao Kaiming, which was why he agreed to his request. He also didn't want to fight to the death with Yang Jian, which was why he chose to reconcile.
If they fought, both sides would suffer.After all, using the power of a fierce ghost is equivalent to consuming one's own life, even for Yang Jian who has tamed two ghosts.
"Although what you said makes sense, the last thing I want to do is to reason."
Yang Jian said, "You killed Yan Li's family and planned to deal with me with Zhao Kaiming. If it weren't for the 'Ghost Knocking' incident that involved you, I would probably be kept in the dark and wouldn't even know how I died, so....."
"So, what do you want to do?"
Wang Yue became gradually alert. He didn't continue to approach, but was constantly watching Yang Jian's Ghost Eye and the shadow under his feet that was as thick as a pool of ink.
He knew some information about Yang Jian.
He knew a little about the two ghosts on him, but not much.
"Of course, I want to take this opportunity to deal with you all at once. After killing you, Wang Xiaoqiang will be nothing to worry about. If we really fight, it would be a fifty-fifty chance. If you were added to the equation, I would indeed be apprehensive. Moreover, I have an assistant now." Yang Jian looked at Tong Qian beside him.
Tong Qian's face changed; "Although I don't know the situation in Da Chang City, he's right. It's not good to cause trouble at this time. We're still in the Ghost Realm, and that ghost could appear at any time."
"Are you willing to help or not?" Yang Jian asked.
"If he doesn't die, I won't leave the Ghost Realm."
This was clearly threatening with the lives of these survivors.
"Alright, I'm willing to help you." Tong Qian had to agree.
Although she was unwilling, she could see clearly that this ghost tamer named Wang Yue was an unscrupulous murderer.
Yang Jian was cold-blooded, but this guy was even more cruel.
"Good." Yang Jian nodded.
Wang Yue's face changed at this point.
He didn't even have the confidence to deal with Yang Jian alone, let alone with an additional criminal police officer.
Without thinking, he turned and ran immediately.
He had to escape, or he would undoubtedly die.
The threat of these two combined was greater than that of the old ghost. At least the old ghost wouldn't be hell-bent on killing him, but Yang Jian was determined to kill him.
"It's too late to run now." Yang Jian raised his hand and fired a shot.
With a gunshot, it wasn't difficult to hit a person at such a close distance.
Wang Yue immediately grunted and fell to the ground.
Indeed, this thing was quite effective against ghost tamers.
But to kill a ghost tamer with a special handgun, Yang Jian thought it was a bit unrealistic.
"Yang Jian." Wang Yue, lying on the ground, looked at him with a ferocious expression: "You started it. If you don't want me to live, then we'll die together."
As his scarf fell from his neck.
An old hemp rope appeared around his neck.
This hemp rope was tied in a dead knot around his neck, strangling it tightly, like a leaking shape.
With this kind of strangulation, his neck should have been broken, and he should have been dead.
But this Wang Yue was still alive and well.
Those who knew his details would call him that.
"It seems that you're not far from the resurrection of the fierce ghost. It's just as well that I'll deal with you today, so I don't have to worry about another supernatural event popping up when you die." Yang Jian was not afraid at all, and he strode forward.
"Naive, do you think you can do whatever you want just because you've tamed two ghosts?" As Wang Yue spoke, the grass rope around his neck seemed to tighten a few more points, and the sound of his neck bone cracking could already be heard.
In an instant, his face turned red, and he was in unbearable pain.
Yang Jian suddenly stopped in his tracks.
He felt a cold chill on his neck.