Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

Although Zhou Yuan tried his best to manipulate the embroidery needle, the old woman's arm seemed to be suspended in the air and stopped moving, and the embroidery needle could not penetrate the third layer of the paper shell representing Jiang Yan's paper man.

"One minute is up, I win." Jiang Yan glanced at the second hand projected on the tempered glass and said in a cold tone.

As soon as this was said, everyone present took a breath of cold air.

Old man Song suddenly woke up from the wine, and his originally hazy eyes became clear. He stared at Jiang Yan closely, as if he wanted to see all the secrets of him.

After all, within a minute, Zhou Yuan, a captain, could not touch Jiang Yan. Although it sounds a bit absurd, this kind of thing really happened.

Of course, Zhou Yuan certainly did not use all his skills, but Jiang Yan just stood there and unfolded the ghost cave.

The gap between the two can be seen from this.

Qin Jiang also looked at Jiang Yan with a new look. The strength of the dark yellow ghost cave had exceeded his expectations.

Zhou Yuan gnashed his teeth, feeling indignant and resentful. He wished he could accept the loss and he had no reason to rage.

The thin woman also showed a hint of depression on her face, but she still kept her eyes closed.

Old man Song smiled sinisterly, glanced at Zhou Yuan, and said in a yin-yang tone:

"Hey, who just said to let people kneel down and beg for mercy?"

Zhou Yuan snorted coldly, turned his head away, and didn't want to pay attention to him.

Old man Song narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he thought of something, showing a sinister smile, and suddenly comforted him:

"Zhou Yuan, you don't need to belittle yourself. Isn't he just a little bit stronger? Maybe this is his special ability. Maybe his means of attack are very scarce, and he is just a paper tiger."

Hearing this, Jiang Yan's expression suddenly became solemn. He looked at the middle-aged man and knew that this guy was fanning the flames.

Although Zhou Yuan had a bit of a bad temper, he was not a fool, and naturally realized this.

As a person with a powerful ghost, he naturally knew that a powerful ghost must be balanced by other spirits, otherwise the evil ghost would have revived long ago.

The other spirits of this foreign aid captain must not be underestimated, and they are not the paper tigers that this old man Song said.

This old man Song obviously wanted to use him as a gun to let him test Jiang Yan's ability.

"Humph, old man Song, do you think I'm stupid? You are clearly trying to..." He was about to refute when he was interrupted by Jiang Yan's cold voice.

"Okay, in this case, let's have another fight. This time it's my turn to attack." Jiang Yan looked at Zhou Yuan and showed a ferocious smile.

"Ah?" Zhou Yuan was a little confused for a moment, but soon realized that it must be the words of old man Song that provoked Jiang Yan.

Seeing this, old man Song on the side immediately showed a smug smile, as if he was very satisfied with his instigation.

And Zhou Yuan was a little bit in a dilemma for a while, and his resentment towards old man Song was even greater.

Jiang Yan said this because he was so confident after seeing Zhou Yuan's ability, and he couldn't always get beaten, so he had to fight back this time.

In addition, Zhou Yuan hadn't used the pocket watch yet, and he didn't want it to end like this.

Seeing Zhou Yuan's hesitation, he decided to add fuel to the fire, so he said in a cold tone:

"What? You don't dare to fight? What a captain-level gatekeeper, you don't even want the door."

Hearing this, Zhou Yuan's fighting spirit was immediately aroused. Although he was a little afraid of Jiang Yan's ghost, as a captain, he was not so easy to give in.

"I can't pretend that you didn't hear what you said. Don't think you are so great just because you can block my attack. The battle between ghost masters is not decided by ghosts!" He immediately said with a fierce look.

Seeing his reaction, Jiang Yan regained his calm expression. He glanced at the second hand on the tempered glass and said in a serious tone:

"Start the countdown later. In ten seconds, I will chop off your head."

"What..." Zhou Yuan felt extremely humiliated when he heard this, but he couldn't help but feel a little shocked inside, because Jiang Yan's cold expression didn't seem like he was lying.

"Okay, okay, that's how you play, right? Come on if you have the guts. Don't think I'm afraid of you!" Zhou Yuan was also irritated. This Jiang Yan really looked down on him.

Old man Song looked gloating, and couldn't wait to see the show.

But Qin Jiang on the side didn't look very good, because he felt that Jiang Yan was a little too much, but surprisingly, he didn't show any sign of stopping this time.

Jiang Yan glanced at the second hand, and with a thought, a large black guillotine appeared in his hand:

"I will attack in ten seconds, so prepare yourself, start now..."

"Ten, nine, eight..."

"Damn it, you are so arrogant, don't choke on your words!" Zhou Yuan cursed, but his hand wasThe mouth moves first.

He immediately put the dry hand into the cloth bag, and this time, he grabbed a handful of shriveled soybeans.

After grabbing the soybeans, he quickly sprinkled them on the origami model of the sky restaurant.

After the soybeans fell on it, they stood up like they were attracted by a magnet, which looked a bit weird.

At the same time, some white figures suddenly appeared in the restaurant. They were all folded from shriveled paper. They were obviously paper figures one after another, and there were dozens of them densely packed.

The position of the paper figures was exactly the same as that of the soybeans. This scene had a feeling of throwing beans to make soldiers.

After arranging the paper figures, Zhou Yuan still felt a little unsafe, and immediately took out the worn-out pocket watch, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Three, two, one."

The cold countdown ended, and Jiang Yan looked at the densely packed paper figures in front of him, with a hideous smile on his face.

There were too many of these paper figures, and they were densely packed in front of Zhou Yuan, blocking his sight.

In this case, the guillotine could not attack Zhou Yuan directly, but could only open a path first.

So Jiang Yan swung the guillotine neatly, and those paper figures were beheaded one by one like tofu. In the blink of an eye, a road was opened up.

Zhou Yuan, who was at the back, was also exposed to Jiang Yan's vision. At this time, he was terrified, as if he did not expect Jiang Yan's attack to be so sharp.

The paper figures he had laid could not stop him at all.

But just as he realized this, a sharp cold light flashed in front of him, and he suddenly felt a chill on his neck.

At the critical moment, he pressed the pocket watch in his hand.

"Click"

With a crisp sound, the timing button of the pocket watch was pressed, and the originally still and rusty pointer began to move.

"Tick, tick..."

The sound of the pointer moving was very small, but it fell clearly into everyone's ears, as if the pocket watch was not in Zhou Yuan's hand, but in everyone's heart.

"Swish!"

The sharp slash passed by, but dissipated in the air, and Zhou Yuan, who was sitting there, disappeared.

At the same time, Jiang Yan suddenly felt his ankle being grabbed by a wet and sticky hand.

And a palm-length embroidery needle had pierced his throat from the side at some point.

"Do you think I'm really afraid of you? How ridiculous..." Zhou Yuan's cold words came from his ears...