Yang Jian, enveloped by the dense gloom, had just stepped out of the temporarily safe restroom when he heard footsteps converging around him and also saw a swaying figure in the dimness.
This was different from those controlled walking corpses he had seen in the mall before.
All of these were third-stage Ghost Infants, evolved from Evil Ghosts.
Although Yang Jian didn't speak, what he had said earlier was already heard by nearby ghosts.
So he was also a target for these third-stage Ghost Infants, but Wang Xiaoming had already taken this into account. He knew what Yang Jian was going to do, otherwise, he wouldn't have said that the first ghost to attack him would be the Source Ghost. Because Wang Xiaoming believed Yang Jian could handle these ghosts well.
However, 'handling' them ultimately only amounted to desperately fighting to make some space.
A bitter smile appeared on Yang Jian's lips,
It was a pity no one could see his helplessness.
