Done and dusted! Yang Jian finished his work swiftly. He had called every number on his contact list, not missing a single one. Now, it was time to wait. The spread of this curse wasn't immediate; when the knocking ghost would visit depended on its mood... after all, it was quite busy.
"I've wrapped up here. How's your end looking?" Yang Jian picked up the phone and dialed Yan Li, cleaning up the files on his computer at the same time. "Already set up. We can go to the club for the trade now. Where are you? Do you need me to pick you up?" Yan Li said immediately. "No need, I've got a car. Just send me the location." "Alright."
With a location sent, Yang Jian set off immediately after receiving it. The location was in the suburbs. A bit remote. But that was normal; such a dangerous gathering place indeed wasn't suitable for the bustling city center.
On the way, Yang Jian contacted the operator, Liu Xiaoyu. "Do you have any information on the Ghost Tamer Club in Dachang City?" Liu Xiaoyu, who had just answered the call, was taken aback by Yang Jian's question, then said, "Is it a folk club? We don't handle news about this, and I'm not clear about it." "Alright, that's it then," Yang Jian said. Since Liu Xiaoyu didn't know about it, there was no need to make that call. "Wait, don't hang up yet. I have a message for you. The matter of Zhou Zheng in Dachang City has been dealt with. A detective will be dispatched to Dachang City soon to take over Zhou Zheng's work. You might want to get in touch with him. It would be better if you ask him directly about some things." Liu Xiaoyu said. "A new detective, huh?" Yang Jian's eyes flickered, "If I have time, I'll get in touch." "Okay, I'll send you some information." "Alright, let's hang up then."
After driving for a few minutes, Yang Jian arrived in front of a manor in the suburbs and stopped. The location indicated was here. "Yang Jian, over here," Yan Li waved from the road. "Is this the place of the club? It looks quite legitimate," Yang Jian said, looking up. "It's funded by a local tycoon. If you join the club, you might get funded too. When I first joined the club, a tycoon funded me with ten million," Yan Li said. "It sounds like some dirty deal," Yang Jian said. "Not that serious. Those local tycoons have too much money and nowhere to use it. Besides spending and showing off, now with supernatural events, their money of course has to buy their lives. We take their money, to put it nicely, it's to take care of them a bit, to put it bluntly, if something really happens, we're just their bodyguards," Yan Li said. "Let's go, I'll show you the club." The environment inside the manor was very good, with gardens, fountains, lawns... and many Chinese-style buildings. It was clear that the person who designed this manor had a good taste.
"Mr. Yan, welcome," two hostesses greeted with a smile as they approached a lobby. Yang Jian took a look at these two hostesses. Of course, not to appreciate their long legs, but to feel that these two hostesses were a bit abnormal... Their professional smiles were too stiff, like the dead.
"No, not the dead." Yang Jian felt their breath and aura, but this aura was a bit cold. In short, it's abnormal. "The person has been arranged, on the fifth floor," Yan Li said. "Is there any risk?" Yang Jian said. Yan Li laughed, "How could there be a risk? This is the club, you can rest assured about the trade here." "Still, be careful. The leak of your information before is likely to have come from this club. Otherwise, how could ordinary people find out about you?" Yang Jian said. "That's true."
While talking, they took the elevator to the fifth floor. Push open the door. It was a luxuriously decorated hall. But as soon as Yang Jian and Yan Li walked in, the few people in the hall all looked over at once. Yan Li? They almost recognized him at a glance, but when they saw Yang Jian, they obviously paused.
"Haha, Yan Li, you're just in time. We were just talking about you before. Not bad, you've made a fortune in a few days, and you really managed to imprison a ghost." A middle-aged man stood up from the sofa with a big laugh and came over. "But it's dangerous for you to do such a thing alone. Why didn't you invite us to help?" "Money should be shared."
Yan Li was very disgusted with this person, he said, "Zhang Han, we haven't settled the last account, and you still have the face to say this." It seems that he had suffered a loss at the hands of Zhang Han before. "Hehe, you still remember a little thing from last time, I thought you had already forgotten. We are all people with the same fate, why should we be so clear? Who is this little brother? Not a new recruit, right?" Zhang Han squinted and looked at Yang Jian. "His name is Yang Jian, a new ghost tamer, and he came to talk business with me this time." Yan Li said, "I hope everyone can give me a face and not make it difficult for others." "What is difficult? We welcome new people to join, but the rules for new people to join cannot be changed." Zhang Han laughed.
Yan Li didn't speak, but ignored Zhang Han and took Yang Jian to the side. "You wait here first, I'll go and get the person out." "No problem." Yang Jian nodded.
"Be careful, some of these people are abnormal. If there's trouble, just endure it for now, we don't deal with them." Yan Li said. Yang Jian said, "Try my best."
After Yan Li left, the people sitting here looked at Yang Jian again. "Newcomer? He looks very young, is he an adult?" "He looks like he should still be a student, it's a pity to become a ghost tamer at such a young age." "Shall we have some fun? Anyway, it's idle" "Of course, to avoid the same situation as when Yan Li came here, thinking a bit of ability is arrogant, let him suffer a loss first, learn to be obedient, so that he will be more down-to-earth, and take a look at his ability, and the rules for newcomers also need to be told to him." Two people were sitting at the bar drinking.
One person holding a glass of wine came over with a grin. "Hello, let me introduce myself, my name is Ye Jun, a member of this club, and like you, a ghost tamer." Ye Jun walked over unsteadily, reaching out and smiling.
"Yang Jian." Yang Jian shook hands politely. But at the moment of shaking hands, Yang Jian felt Ye Jun's hand was icy cold, like a dead person. And at the same time, a ghost eye almost uncontrollably emerged from his palm. A faint red light was emitted from the palm. A dark palm print appeared on his palm.
"Don't shake hands with him, he is the ghost hand Ye Jun, his hand can curse, oh, you are so careless, really unwise, this thing on the body, in less than three days people will rot into a puddle of mud, this is still a palm print, if more are given to you, you will definitely not live for a minute."
Zhang Han, who was on the side, saw this and shook his head and sighed. "You are in a very bad situation now, hurry up and let Ye Jun help you get rid of it, this thing can only be removed by him."
Yang Jian looked at the dark palm print on his hand. "What does this mean?" Ye Jun casually sat down and said, "Yang Jian, right? As a newcomer, you don't greet and don't understand the rules, which is very impolite. But forget it, we are generous people and won't care about you, some words are said directly, the transaction you made today, we will take 50% of the profit, but don't worry, only this time, no second time."
"Of course, this money is not just for me, all the club members will take it, and after you join the club, you will also enjoy the same cut when the newcomers make their first business."
Yang Jian looked at the palm print on his hand and said, "Is there such a rule? Why didn't Yan Li tell me." "Of course he won't tell you this, he suffered too much back then, after all, he was young and impulsive." Ye Jun shook his head, shaking the wine glass in his hand.
"So, the predecessors suffered losses, and the later generations should learn to be obedient, right."
Yang Jian shook his head and said, "No."
"Hmm?"
"I only know you just tried to kill me, so..." Originally calm, Yang Jian suddenly erupted in action. He somehow produced a pistol from somewhere and pointed it directly at Ye Jun's head.
"A special pistol? Friend, calm down," Ye Jun was stunned for a moment, but upon seeing the golden pistol, he realized that something was amiss. This type of pistol was specifically designed to deal with ghost tamers.
"Bang!"
In the next moment, Yang Jian fired.
A golden bullet pierced straight through Ye Jun's forehead.
"Bang! Bang!"
The second and third shots rang out...
"Damn it."
Zhang Han, who was nearby, quickly retreated several steps.
The others at the bar were also stunned.
What's going on?
Why did he even fire a gun? What's he trying to do?
After the gunshots ceased, Ye Jun was motionless, his head shattered and slumped on the sofa beside him. There was no blood splatter, only a dark, foul-smelling liquid of decay sprayed out, immediately filling the air with a stench of rot.
As the gunfire stopped, Ye Jun was already still, his head a mess, lying on the sofa.
"This is my rule. Now, who else wants to talk to me about rules?"
Yang Jian placed the pistol on the coffee table in front of him, his face cold as he scanned the crowd.