Mysterious recovery

At this moment, Wu Yue panicked.

Others don't know Wang Xiaoming's character, but he knows it very well.

For the sake of the world, in order to solve the increasing number of supernatural events, he can do anything, including...killing himself.

"Wu Yue, you don't need to say more, Yang Jian's value is indeed more important than you. If the company is gone, you can change a general manager, but without Yang Jian, there will be one less person responsible for the supernatural events in Dachang City, and a supernatural event The average loss behind the event, you know it well."

Wang Xiaoming reached out and picked up the pistol and stood up: "So, your value is far less than his, and now I hope you will make a sacrifice."

"I will take care of your wife and daughter, and you have nothing to worry about."

"Bang~!"

Gunshots sounded.

Wang Xiaoming shot at Wu Yue without hesitation.

But Wu Yue hugged his head in fright, luckily dodged the shot.

"Run~!"

At this moment, Wu Yue was on the verge of collapse, he was scrambling like crazy, ready to escape.

"Death is lighter than a feather and heavier than Mount Tai. Everyone has a time to sacrifice. Now it's your turn. You shouldn't run away. This will only cause you more pain."

"Bang~!"

A scream sounded, Wu Yue was hit somewhere, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

Wang Xiaoming walked over with a gun and pointed it at his head. There was no so-called unbearable expression on his face, only a sense of consciousness.

A kind of consciousness that does not hesitate to kill with one's own hands for righteousness.

"Wait, wait a minute, Professor Wang, do you still remember that I invited you to take care of your doctor? Your wife was introduced by me..." Wu Yue's face was covered with sweat, trembling all over, he propped his hands and pleaded.

"Bang~!"

Before he could finish speaking, the third gunshot rang out.

Wu Yue fell into a pool of blood, his body was still twitching, his eyes were wide open, and his vitality was rapidly disappearing.

soon.

There was a corpse that was gradually freezing cold on the ground.

Wu Yue is dead.

From the beginning to the end, Li Jun, Major General of Special Warfare, and Zhao Jianguo, captain of Interpol, watched this incident happen.

They didn't stop it.

Although they all have this ability.

This matter is different from Yang Jian's murder at the beginning. This is Wang Xiaoming's shooting, and this result is the best for everyone.

Yang Jian needs Wu Yue's death to prove that there are no inner ghosts in the Interpol, and also to prove that Wang Xiaoming is really dedicated to the public and is worthy of trust.

Li Jun needed Wu Yue to die. His duty was to protect Wang Xiaoming. If Wu Yue didn't die, Yang Jian might do something. At that time, Wang Xiaoming's life would be threatened.

Zhao Jianguo needs Wu Yue to die, and he needs an explanation from the criminal police.

Wang Xiaoming also needed the death of Wu Yue, in order for Yang Jian to join the Interpol, contribute to the country, and also to successfully complete the next transaction.

Maybe he didn't deserve to die, he was also working for the company.

But the situation wanted him to die, and he had to die.

And his own worth is not enough for others to save his life.

"Are you satisfied now?"

Wang Xiaoming came back, put the gun on the table, and pushed it in front of Yang Jian.

Yang Jiandao: "After a while, I will go to the Interpol for the assessment. Once I pass the assessment, I will join the Interpol and start solving supernatural incidents for the country. The problem of the supernatural incident files in Huanggang Village has been solved, but I still don't want to. I hope that there will be tampering of files, if there is tampering, I have the right to know."

Wang Xiaoming said: "You became an Interpol, as long as your contribution is great enough, some confidential matters will not be hidden from you."

"That's good. Now that this matter has been resolved, we can now start talking about the acquisition." Yang Jian narrowed his eyes, picked up the body bag next to him, and placed it on the table.

A cold, corpse-smelling smell emanates from the bag.

"The two ghosts, plus the ghost coffin I brought out from the village after you, how much is it worth? By the way, each of my two things is very precious, and you will pay a high price."

Once the conflict is resolved, it is time to start discussing interests.

"I don't know much about business, you can make a price, as long as you are satisfied, of course, the premise is that the company can afford the funds you need." Wang Xiaoming said: "I just need to take the ghost coffin back today. "

Does this mean to let the lion open his mouth?

Yang Jian began to calculate in his heart.

This ghost coffin is a ticking time bomb, it must not be kept, it is best to sell it, and this Wang Xiaoming is really eager to get this ghost coffin, if he does not sell it for a good price, he will be sorry for his hard work.

Let me do the math.

If the market price of a ghost is [-] million.

The ghost inside the ghost coffin is two ghosts, which is worth [-] million yuan.

In addition, Wu Yue said that the premium is 50.00%, which is [-] million.

Think hard.

I'm going to become a billionaire soon, something I couldn't have dreamed of when I was in school.

After thinking about it for a while, Yang Jian quickly said: "The ghost coffin is very special. It is not only as simple as a ghost, but also has special abilities. I think it is worth at least... [-] million."

"Okay, just [-] million. Who is the manager of the property department? Get the money." Wang Xiaoming turned around and shouted.

Immediately, Sun Lihong walked over nervously and fearfully: "Okay, okay, Professor Wang."

"..."

The promise is so straightforward, and the money will be paid if there is any disagreement. Is the price quoted low?

If you don't know if you change your mouth now, it's too urgent.

But when they saw Zhao Jianguo and Li Jun, they felt this serious atmosphere again.

Yang Jian felt that if he changed his mouth, it would be a matter of degrading his status.

Strange shy.

But there is nothing to let go of in front of money.

"5000 million is just a ghost coffin. I worked so hard to transport it out of the village and disassembled a sports car. These costs have to be counted... plus [-] million." Yang Jian bit the bullet and found an excuse to increase the price.

"Okay, then call another 5000 million." Wang Xiaoming said.

Depend on.

Still lowered.

Sure enough, poverty limited my imagination.

hateful.

If I knew it earlier, I should have read more, otherwise I wouldn't be embarrassed to speak because of too much money.

Yang Jian still wanted to increase the price, but he really couldn't bear this face.

If you continue to increase the price, you will really lose face.

"Forget it, let's treat it as a charity, but I have to sell Feng Quan at a good price." Yang Jian felt that Feng Quan should be paid for.

This guy didn't cheat himself a lot in Huanggang Village.

Brothers.

It's up to you to get rich.

Yang Jian touched the body bag in front of him.

It seemed that instead of touching a corpse, they were touching a bag of money.

"Then, happy cooperation."

Seeing that the price was negotiated, Wang Xiaoming became a little excited, and then he said: "General Li, would you trouble me to transport that ghost coffin back to the laboratory?"

"of course."

Li Jun stood up, and he immediately led a group of security guards in the laboratory to move the ghost coffin.

Yang Jiandao: "A kind reminder, there is a ghost inside the ghost coffin. After opening the ghost coffin, the ghost will come out. You have to be careful... I will not be responsible for after-sales if there is a problem."

"Thank you."

Li Jun looked back at Yang Jian.

"Let the people in the company talk to you about the next deal. I still have something to go back to the lab, so I won't be here soon."

Seeing that the ghost coffin was being carried, Wang Xiaoming stood up impatiently, and he was ready to leave immediately.

"Ok?"

Are you leaving now?

Feng Quan, you don't want it anymore?I also intend to kill a ruthless.

At this moment, Yang Jian felt that he had made a big mistake.

This Feng Quan...doesn't seem to be worth much.

"Mr. Yang, please give me more advice. I will be in charge of the following transactions. I wonder if Mr. Yang has any objections?"

Sun Lihong on the side took a slight breath, and said nervously.

Chapter 117

The boss Wu Yue's death is in sight.

At this moment, when Sun Lihong was dealing with Yang Jian again, she no longer had the confidence she had before. Although she was calm on the surface, she was already deeply afraid of the young man in front of her who was still a senior high school student.

This fear does not come from Yang Jian being a ghost master.

Rather, he was afraid of Yang Jian's ruthless methods.

Even the special warfare major general Li Jun and Interpol captain Zhao Jianguo couldn't keep Wu Yue.

And it was not he himself who did it himself, but Wang Xiaoming, Professor Wang.

It felt like at that moment, Wu Yue was abandoned by everyone, as if he would be sorry to God if he didn't die.

Sun Lihong would not be surprised if this method was used by a seasoned politician, but you must know that this person in front of you is the only one.

It counts as a child.

Although occasionally there are naive and innocent moments, but that is only limited by experience and social experience.

As long as he doesn't die from Li Gui's recovery, Yang Jian will be number one in the future.

"The price of the transaction is to buy the goods in Mr. Yang's hands according to the price offered by the deceased boss before. I don't know what Mr. Yang wants?" Sun Lihong's face was tense, and he was a little restless.

Yang Jian looked at her and said, "You... seem a little uncomfortable?"

"No, no." Sun Lihong said.

"It's fine if you don't."

Yang Jian patted the body bag on the table, and then said: "The things in me are different from the ghosts that are usually imprisoned. It is a bit special. If you treat it as an ordinary business, I will definitely lose money, so I Think it is necessary to negotiate a price between us."

"Is there any problem with this?"

If it were the previous Sun Lihong, she would definitely reject this Yang Jian. Wu Yue had already paid a premium of 50.00% before, and if she raised the price, it would appear that her professional ability is low.

It's just... the boss died first.

Sun Lihong was afraid that Yang Jian would be offended by someone who would find some reason to kill him.

"I don't know how you want to bargain, Mr. Yang?"

"No hurry, I'll inspect the goods for you first, so that you don't think I'm talking like a lion." Yang Jian began to open the body bag.

"Ah~!"

Sun Lihong turned pale with fright, and immediately left her seat and stepped back.