The gunshots ceased, and with them, the clamor in the hall died down. Yang Jian sat on the sofa, his calm demeanor tinged with an eerie indifference as he surveyed the club members. Beside him lay Ye Jun's corpse, the foul-smelling bodily fluids seeping from the wound, spreading out across the floor.
The corpse's head was shattered, the special bullets from the pistol all expended. The entire action, from start to finish, took no more than ten seconds. It was clean, efficient, and ruthless, leaving no room for Ye Jun to even speak.
"Now, is there anyone else who wishes to discuss the rules with me? Esteemed seniors?" Yang Jian said earnestly, "By the way, I've always wanted to be a good person. I hope you all can give me a chance to be a good person. I can apologize for what just happened. I hope there's no misunderstanding. After all, I'm not inherently bad. A moment of impulse, I believe you all can understand that, right?"
"Children, immature, how can they not make mistakes?"
...
You pulled the trigger without blinking, and you say you want to be a good person? Even lying has its limits, doesn't it? Apologizing after shooting someone, what kind of apology is that?
The others immediately frowned and fell silent. This newcomer was too ruthless, resorting to violence without much conversation, pulling the trigger without the slightest hesitation. Didn't he know that Ye Jun was also a ghost tamer?
Under the same status, you should at least be more restrained, yet he was so outrageous.
But it was clear that this newcomer named Yang Jian was not to be trifled with. Although they had opinions, no one was willing to be the first to take action.
And... Ye Jun might not be dead yet.
If he was dead, then the ghost would come out, which is not good news.
Suddenly, Ye Jun's corpse twitched on the ground after lying there for a while.
"Hmm?"
Yang Jian immediately noticed.
Was it not quite dead, or was the fierce ghost about to revive?
Ye Jun's corpse continued to twitch, the movements growing larger, the limbs twisting into bizarre positions on the ground, the rotting stench accompanying the bodily fluids spreading continuously.
His body had rotted to such an extent in just a short time.
According to the degree of decay, he should have been dead more than ten days ago. It's hard to imagine that such a corpse was just drinking and chatting at the bar, living like a normal person.
"If Ye Jun really dies and leaves a mess, how will you clean it up?" Zhang Han on the side became a bit uneasy.
If a ghost tamer dies for no reason and a ghost comes out, it's a disaster.
Even if so many ghost tamers can deal with it, who is willing to use this ability?
Yang Jian glanced at him, looking at Ye Jun's struggling and writhing body, there was no fear on his face.
Not afraid when alive, not afraid when dead?
... Even though a ghost tamer is more fierce after death.
"Still moving? Let me see if you can continue to struggle after breaking your limbs."
Yang Jian's eyes narrowed, and with a flick of his hand, the baton in his hand immediately extended.
This was also a weapon in Hao Shaowen's hand, a special one.
Without leaving any room, he raised his hand and hit Ye Jun's struggling and writhing body.
The force was so great that the corpse was immediately knocked to the ground by a stick, half of the arm directly presented in front of him in a broken way, and even the rotten flesh on it was splashed everywhere.
"Move, keep moving." Yang Jian continued to hit with a stick.
The corpse didn't know whether it was because of his beating or its own reason, it was struggling and writhing on the ground.
The flesh and blood flew around, the rotting smell came to the face, making people almost want to vomit.
"Not at ease even after death, I want to see what kind of ghost is hidden in your body." Yang Jian panted and continued to hit with a stick.
His face was a bit ferocious with that kind of strange indifference, looking like a ghost crawling out of hell.
It was awe-inspiring.
This is not only a ruthless person, but also a madman.
The others looked at each other.
They secretly felt relieved that Ye Jun had gone to trouble Yang Jian before, fortunately, it was not themselves, otherwise, the person lying on the ground being beaten would be themselves.
Too ruthless.
You are still a child.
At this moment, in a box on the second floor.
A young man saw this happen, frowning: "This newcomer named Yang Jian is reckless, ruthless and merciless... He caused trouble as soon as he came, he should be extinguished."
"You can't move, others have made contributions, and there are people above who are paying attention, it will be troublesome to mess around, even if it is you."
Next to him, another person with a gloomy face, dressed in a tight outfit, couldn't see the gender and said.
"Then we should kill more, if he becomes a climate, there is no room for our survival? We have to kill the chicken to scare the monkey, otherwise, when new people join, it will be chaotic, will this club still be run?"
"Others are killing the chicken now, we are the monkey, running a club requires strength, this Yang Jian seems to be reckless, but has actually figured out the rules."
The gloomy person said, "What kind of person is the most terrifying?"
"The person who doesn't follow the rules is the most terrifying, there is no rule, there is no constraint, the difference between the ghost tamer and the ghost is not in the degree of horror itself, but because the ghost tamer has all kinds of invisible constraints, although he rides the evil ghost, after all, the essence is still a person, but he..."
He took a look at Yang Jian who was whipping the corpse below.
"He is more like a ghost, and you know nothing about his ability."
The young man said, "No matter how difficult it is, he is just a ghost after all..."
At this moment.
After beating for a while, Yang Jian rested for a while, panting.
Just about to continue the action.
The originally dead Ye Jun suddenly grabbed Yang Jian's foot with the almost disabled hand and suddenly said, "Big brother, can you stop beating me, give me some face, I am a ghost after all, are you not afraid of ghosts?"
"Hmm? You're not dead?" Yang Jian was stunned.
"Just a breath away." Ye Jun said.
Yang Jian looked at this grotesque corpse: "It's really resistant, the head is broken, the body has become like this, and there is still consciousness, I thought the ghost in your body was about to come out, which made me a little excited."
"Since you're not dead, then let's continue to talk about the rules here."
"..."
Ye Jun now wants to die.
He used the fierce ghost power for no reason, and offended this madman.
This guy didn't even ask about his ghost hand print, and he didn't show any fear at all.
Threats have no effect on Yang Jian.
"No, can we not talk?" Ye Jun said.
"If you don't talk, it's my turn to talk, then I will continue to talk to you about my rules, don't worry, I am a good person, I will not bully you." Yang Jian looked at the baton in his hand and said seriously.