Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the precious mahogany door of Yingxiang Pavilion was kicked open, leaving a clear footprint with mud stains.

A dozen fierce-looking ghost riders entered the hall. The leader had a face full of flesh, many corpse spots on his skin, and an unpleasant stench all over his body.

Other ghost riders had similar characteristics to a greater or lesser extent. It was obvious that their human bodies had begun to rot, and some were even short-lived ghosts close to the resurrection of evil spirits.

Jiang Yan used the light of insight to get a rough idea of ​​the situation of these people.

Soon, he cast his eyes on a thin and sinister man in the crowd. He was so thin that his bones were visible, and he looked malnourished. The skin on his neck was loose, with very conspicuous wrinkles.

Jiang Yan knew that this thin man should be the strongest ghost rider in the group. He controlled two evil spirits and might have some strange and supernatural items.

After seeing this group of ghost riders coming in, Wu Feng hurried forward to greet them:

"Hey, big brother, you are finally here!"

The sturdy man in the lead glanced at Wu Feng with a bit of impatience:

"Didn't I tell you to book a room? Why are you still standing here at the front desk for so long!"

Faced with the scolding of this sturdy man, the originally arrogant Wu Feng had no temper at this time, and explained aggrievedly:

"Big brother, I don't want to do it either, but a ghost rider came to grab our room. Look at me, an ordinary person with no power, how can I fight him!"

After hearing Wu Feng's words, the sturdy man quickly cast his eyes on Jiang Yan, then walked forward quickly, and the other ghost riders quickly followed.

Among this group of ghost riders, there is also a man wearing a peaked cap. He is Song Fan, the director of the O'Dou Man branch in Dajing City. He had investigated Jiang Yan's whereabouts before, but did not confront Jiang Yan head-on.

After seeing Jiang Yan, Song Fan's heart skipped a beat, wondering why this guy is here?

In his opinion, Jiang Yan is comparable to Boss Feng.

But in the current situation, this group of idiots seems to want to cause trouble for Jiang Yan, how can this be tolerated.

So he hurriedly said:

"Jiang Yong, I'm going to the toilet."

After that, he quickened his pace and left.

The burly man in the lead didn't say much. After all, Song Fan and him were just partners at ordinary times, and he had no right to control what others did.

Soon, more than a dozen ghost riders surrounded Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yong stepped forward, his burly body cast a shadow, and he said in a cold tone:

"We are going to have a party today, this place has been booked, and since you are in the same industry, I will let you go today, get out."

As soon as the voice fell, the group of ghost riders lifted the siege and made a gap leading to the door.

Not far away, Wu Feng took out a cigarette and smoked it comfortably, enjoying the big show in front of him.

Facing the pressure from this group of ghost charioteers, Jiang Yan still had no expression on his face:

"Don't you understand the first-come-first-served rule? I came first, and your lackeys seemed to be rushing to book the place. Isn't it too rampant?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yong sneered, and other ghost charioteers couldn't help but smile contemptuously, as if they had heard something absurd.

"Rules? First-come-first-served is a fart rule. You are a ghost charioteer after all. Don't you know what the rules of the supernatural circle are... The strong are respected!" Jiang Yong's face was fierce, and the stench emanating from his body became stronger.

"The strong are respected... That's what you said." Jiang Yan couldn't help but feel a little bitter in his heart. He didn't want to cause trouble in the territory of Dajing City, but the other party was so eager to die, so he couldn't blame him.

As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Yan's body emanated a faint green light.

At this moment, a man in a high-end suit came out of Yingxiang Pavilion in a hurry and shouted to them:

"So the distinguished guest has arrived. I am sorry for not welcoming you in person! I am sorry for not welcoming you in person!"

After saying that, he trotted over and walked to the front of everyone, panting.

"Manager Zhang... why did you come out?" The waitress looked at the man in surprise. Welcoming guests was the job of her and other waitresses, but why did Manager Zhang come down to greet them in person?

Manager Zhang ignored her and glanced among the ghost riders, and finally locked on Jiang Yong.

"Hey, is the distinguished guest that the boss just mentioned Jiang Yong?"

He was a little puzzled. Although Jiang Yong was also a VIP of Yingxiang Pavilion, he was only a first-class VIP, not a special VIP.

But he didn't think much about it. Since Boss Liang said it, it should be this Jiang Yong.

It can't be the man in black wearing a mask and sunglasses? There was a driver next to him, so it was impossible.

So he walked up to Jiang Yong with a smile and said enthusiastically:

"It turned out to be Brother Jiang, I thought it was someone elseCome on, come on, I have arranged the best private room for you. "

"Humph." Jiang Yong sneered at Jiang Yan, and then looked at Manager Zhang and said,

"Xiao Zhang, why are you so polite today? I rarely see you greet people in person before."

"Oh, Brother Jiang, what are you talking about? You are so great, how can I not come out to greet you!" Manager Zhang greeted with a smile and quickly changed the subject,

"Come on, let's go in together."

After that, he led Jiang Yong and a group of people to enter the second floor of Yingxiang Pavilion.

Just then, the door of Yingxiang Pavilion was kicked open again.

A Mediterranean man in a navy blue suit was rushing in breathlessly. He looked a little embarrassed, and his white shirt was stained with large coffee stains.

After seeing this man, everyone in the hall was shocked, and Manager Zhang exclaimed directly:

"Boss Liang, how did you come here!"