Mysterious recovery

Because he had already delivered two letters when he was on the fifth floor, and he was only one letter away from the post office.

However, Wang Yong was not very lucky. The last time he encountered a black letter, his mission of delivering the letter was forced to be suspended.

Wang Yong quickly finished the weird path, and he came to the door of the ghost post office.

Colorful neon lights are flashing, illuminating a plaque with three big characters "ghost post office" clearly written on it

He moved his eyes slightly, took a look, and then pushed the door open.

The hall on the first floor of the post office was already lit up at this moment. The dim yellow light dispelled the darkness. Although it was not bright enough, it also illuminated the surroundings.

Although it is relatively early now, there are already people in the lobby of the post office on the first floor, and there are more than one person. It is obvious that someone has come ahead of time.

There are three people in the hall.

A middle-aged man wearing a replacement driver's clothes, his figure is a bit out of shape, no longer the state of his youth.

One is a man in a suit and tie, like an elite, with a pair of glasses and a faint smile on his face.

The other one was a woman, in her forties, with disheveled hair, as if she hadn't woken up, with two dark circles under her eyes, listless.

"Are you... Wang Yong?" When the others saw someone pushing the door and entering the hall, they turned around and looked at him immediately.

Seeing a bald-headed middle-aged man in pajamas, he frowned immediately, recalled his previous acquaintances in his mind, and finally compared them in his memory, and said with some uncertainty.

Wang Yong nodded slightly and said: "I haven't seen you for more than ten years, you have changed a lot."

The man in a suit and tie took off his glasses and wiped them off: "The situation this time is very special. The post office has been calling us all night. Obviously the black letter has fallen into the hands of the newcomer courier, but he should still be there. In the post office, I think this matter should be safer, so I am waiting for your arrival on the first floor."

"After all, the times are different. Supernatural events have appeared in the city now. Some people have even controlled ghosts and dealt with supernatural events, so we can't underestimate others just because they are newcomers. It is very likely that this newcomer is not lucky. I got the 502 bureau, but I really took away the black letter by my own ability, if this is the case, I am afraid that many people will die today."

The woman in her 40s with dark circles under her eyes said: "The fifth floor has accumulated a lot of messengers over the years, and there must be more than our number."

Wang Yong glanced at it: "The messengers who have lived up to now are not as many as imagined. Some people have been possessed by spirits. Although they left the post office, they did not live long. Within a few years, the ghosts have been revived one after another, causing One after another, it’s hard to say how many supernatural events are left.”

"However, the surviving messengers on the fifth floor will show two extremes. They are either too weak, or they are terribly strong. Those who can't go up or down will eventually be unable to bear it and take the first step."

"There is only one person on the other side. I think the four of us are enough." The man who was acting as the driver's face was gloomy: "Kill him, I have to go back to do takeaway, so it can't affect my work."

This person seems to be working all day long, delivering food during the day and driving a car at night, which is very hard work.

"It's already here, so wait a little longer, we're stuck on the first floor, and the newcomer courier can't get out." Wang Yong said.

Others think it makes sense and have no opinion.

I've been waiting all night, and it's not too late.

About ten minutes later, another messenger came one after another. Originally, there were only four people in the hall on the first floor, but now there are six people gathered.

They feel that six people should be enough and they can act. Although there are still messengers who haven't appeared, they don't know how long they will wait if they continue to wait, and the number of people facing a newcomer is enough, and there is no point in having more. big.

"Let's just leave it for now, let's go to the fifth floor." Wang Yong said.

The rest of the people couldn't wait a long time ago. They didn't want to stay in the post office any longer, they just wanted to get things done and get out of here.

A series of hurried footsteps appeared on the old wooden stairs.

They went straight to the fifth floor without any hesitation, and because it was daytime, they didn't worry about seeing ghosts in the post office, so they didn't need to worry too much about their actions. After all, they were dealing with people this time, and everyone In his subconscious mind, people are much easier to deal with than ghosts.

At least not feeling terrified and frightened.

soon.

The group climbed the last flight of stairs with determination to regain the calm of the post office.

They pushed open the wooden door and came to the lobby on the fifth floor.

Although some messengers have not returned here for many years, the oil paintings on the walls and this silent hall often appear in their sleep, waking them up in the middle of the night.

"The smell here makes people feel palpitations. If possible, I really don't want to go back to this place in this life." The man in the suit looked around and became vigilant and nervous.

"The door of room 502 was broken. What happened last night? Even the door was broken? Didn't the ghost in the room come out?"

It was the middle-aged woman who spoke, staring at the empty door and the scattered sawdust.

It is conceivable that someone used very brutal means to forcibly destroy the door last night.

"Now is not the time to care about the door. This newcomer on the fifth floor is really not simple. If he can destroy the door, it means that his means are very powerful. And at this point in time, he should be resting in a certain room. Pay attention, It is very likely that our arrival has disturbed him."

Wang Yong's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the remaining doors.

Excluding the three rooms 501, 502, and 505, there are actually not many rooms left for people to live in.

"A group of people working together can't solve a newcomer? I don't believe it." Another strange messenger on the fifth floor said in a deep voice.

"It's okay to be careful. Even if we win, the others are not helpless. Even if we try our best, we will be killed." The man in the suit said.

Yet as they spoke.

Sudden.

"boom!"

A loud noise broke the solemn situation at the moment, and the door belonging to Room 507 was swung open.

next moment.

A person was thrown out, rolled to the ground, and finally lay on his back, motionless.

This man was slightly obese, wearing an apron, stained with blood, and his eyes were wide open, but there was no trace of expression in them.

"This is... the soul ecstasy, Zhao Feng? Why did he appear here?"

"I'm afraid I couldn't help but come to the post office alone last night to kill this newcomer, so that I was killed by someone. This guy used to be a bit arrogant, but I didn't expect to get rid of this problem." Someone sneered. .

"No, he seems to be breathing, not dead."

Someone observed it, but found that Zhao Feng hadn't died completely and was still alive.

"Even if he didn't die, the current situation is not much different from death. The other party left Zhao Feng alive. What does it mean? Don't want to tear your face? Or are you not willing to deal with a corpse?"

"It's all quiet."

Wang Yong immediately gave a low drink to stop the discussions of the messengers on the fifth floor.

Seeing Zhao Feng's end, don't these people have the slightest bit of vigilance?

Killing Zhao Feng or capturing Zhao Feng, which is more difficult, you can think about it with your brain.

Although Zhao Feng was a little overbearing in the past, it is undeniable that his ability is indeed very strong. He had previously killed the messenger of the newbie who went to the fifth floor by himself.

When the rest of the people were drunk by Wang Yong, they put away all kinds of thoughts.

Everyone looked towards room 507.

now.

The door of that room was open, and there was a sound of heavy footsteps inside, obviously someone was coming out of the room.

"You came to the post office so early, you probably didn't come here for the mission of delivering the letter, and there should be more than a few of you on the fifth floor, and there are still people who haven't come?" An indifferent, as if emotionless voice sounded.

But I saw a young man in his twenties, with a strange spear in his hand, appearing at the door of the room with a blank expression on his face.

As expected, Yang Jian had been waiting for these people around six o'clock.

They can't wait to come to the post office to restore the so-called balance.

"You were the one who killed Zhao Feng? Are all the newcomers in the post office so powerful now? An old courier on the fifth floor ended up so miserable." Wang Yong took a step forward, expressing his position and attitude.

"Wang Yong?" Yang Jian looked at him: "A ruthless person who sent two letters on the fifth floor."

"You know me?" Wang Yong frowned, then glanced at Zhao Feng on the ground.

This guy was afraid that he had leaked all the information on the fifth floor. No wonder the newcomer was not in a hurry to kill him after he caught him. It turned out that he wanted to interrogate important information.

"I know what I need to know, so there's no need to pretend. You want this thing." Yang Jian stretched out his hand and shook it.

A black letter appeared in his hand.

"Sure enough, it's in his hands." Immediately, the face of someone beside him changed, and he couldn't help but make a sound.

"Send this letter back to room 502. We can avoid conflicts. The curse of the messenger should not continue. You should leave the post office like us and return to freedom. If you continue to send letters, you will die miserably." Wang Yong watched After glancing at the letter, he was not in a hurry to tear his face apart.

Because he thought about trying to convince the newcomer to take his side if he could.

As long as the position changes, there will be no grievances or enmity between each other, and misunderstandings can be resolved.

"What if I say no?" Yang Jian put the black letter into his pocket.

"You'd better think carefully before answering. The black letter is related to the balance of the fifth floor of the post office. Once this letter leaves the post office, the fifth floor of the post office will continue to assign letter delivery tasks. All our messengers on the fifth floor You will be manipulated by the post office and lose your freedom, you are also the messenger from downstairs, you should understand the danger in the process of delivering letters."

"I really don't understand why there are still people who are against something that is beneficial to everyone."

The man in a suit and glasses spoke slowly.

"Liu Ziwen, used to be an old courier on the fifth floor of the post office. He delivered a letter on the fifth floor." Yang Jian glanced at him, called out his name, and even learned about his past.

The man in the suit named Liu Ziwen's eyes flickered: "Since you know so much, I don't understand what you do."

"You don't need to understand, because you can't understand what I do."

Yang Jiandao, he didn't want to explain, but instead said: "I can give you a chance, if you are willing to cooperate with me, I am willing to take you to deal with the ghost post office completely, even if not, at least the ghost post office will be destroyed." The post office is in the hands, free from the fate of delivering letters."

He sent a friendly signal.

Because Yang Jian felt that the messengers on the fifth floor were good talents. If someone was willing to stand on his side, he could absorb these talents and drag them to Dachang City to work for him.

"Think carefully before answering. I only give you this chance. If you miss it, you will die." After Yang Jian finished speaking, the ghost eyes on his forehead suddenly opened.

The strange eyes turned and peeped at everyone.

Chapter 999 An Instant Reversal

The atmosphere is dignified.

The messengers who came to the fifth floor of the post office early in the morning stared at Yang Jian one by one. They were both sizing up and taking precautions. Some of them were even ready to kill Yang Jian immediately and take back the black letter. letter.

But Zhao Feng's fiasco made them fearful.

This rookie on the fifth floor is not easy. If he really fights, he may win, but there will definitely be damage between them.

Under the situation of worry, Wang Yong stood up and tried to change Yang Jian's position. As long as the position can be changed, this conflict can be avoided.

"Do you want us to help you completely solve the ghost post office? Or take control of the ghost post office?" Wang Yong's eyes flickered, and he looked at Yang Jian with a little surprise.

Very crazy idea.

Ordinary messengers don't dare to think about this problem, but this Yang Jian seems to have made this plan a long time ago.

"Fate is in your own hands, not in the hands of the post office. Leaving the black letters at the post office may give you a short period of freedom, but that is nothing more than self-deception. The balance will be broken one day, and for what you call I don’t know how many people have been indirectly affected by the freedom.”

Yang Jian said: "Taking this opportunity today, I will give you a chance to think and choose. Join me and follow my arrangement. I can take you out of the curse of the messenger. Of course, you will definitely encounter danger during the period, and some people will death, but I believe that those who can reach the fifth floor will have enlightenment in their hearts."

"In addition, looking at you like this, you know that your life is definitely not very good. While hiding your identity, you are doomed to be unable to obtain a higher social status. It is normal to live in poverty. If you agree to my request, I will give you a lot of money." A settling fee is enough for you to solve your worries."

"How much can you give?" The man in takeaway clothes asked sullenly.

The others glanced at the takeaway man with different expressions.

Yang Jian stretched out a finger: "One person, one hundred million, regardless of life or death."

He was also willing to spend his money this time, and directly offered a very high price, which was enough to make any ghost master at the bottom of society be tempted.

"One hundred million? Do you read too many novels? Do you know how much one hundred million is? You may not even be able to get 1 yuan at your young age. I think you want to take this opportunity to divide us and achieve your own goals." Don’t believe him, everyone, he’s just talking big here before he’s even grown up.”

Someone immediately sneered, with a bit of sarcasm.

"If you can't take it out, you'll know if you try it. There is no signal in this post office, otherwise I can prove it to you with a phone call." Yang Jian said: "So the most important thing is not the money, but yours. manner."

"Money is not a big temptation for us. If it is not for hiding our identity, it is not difficult to obtain money."

Liu Ziwen, who was wearing a suit, said indifferently: "What we care about is freedom and life. The curse of the post office has affected us for a long time. If this problem is not resolved, we will die no matter how much money is given to us."

"Instead of believing that you can solve the ghost post office, it's better to do business as usual and return the black letter to room 502. Wang Yong, what do you think?"

Then he looked at Wang Yong who was wearing pajamas and slippers next to him.

Right now, the two sides have not made a move yet, and there is still room for thinking about everything. Once they make a move, there is no need to discuss it.

Wang Yong was silent and thinking.

To be honest, he was indeed shaken. Before, he just thought that Yang Jian simply wanted to take away the black letter and start delivering the letter, but he didn't expect that Yang Jian wanted to completely solve the ghost post office, and even control the ghost post office.

Once Yang Jian succeeds, the messenger can indeed regain his freedom.

This is much better than continuing to do the delivery mission.