Facts have the best persuasiveness.

Yang Jian’s ghost eyes are displayed in front of people, which is the best evidence.

Mr. Qin, who had a contempt before, froze his face and stared at the eye on Yang Jian's forehead. Mr. Qian, who was watching the show, also opened his eyes slightly widened.

"Is this?" Zhang Xiangui was also obviously shocked.

Zhang Wei curled his lips and whispered: "Brother Le is going to get angry. Those two immortal things look down on Brother Le Le. The terrifying level of that thing has exceeded the space that humans imagine. I am a man who came out of school alive. Dad, you really should take a look at some things."

Take a good look at the despairing and terrifying ghost.

"It seems that he has some skills." Zhang Xiangui said in his heart, becoming more and more anxious.

"Is your eye real?"

Mr. Qin pointed to the ghost eye and asked seriously: "It won't be stuck on it, right?"

"President Qin would rather care about my eyes and see what changes are happening around me. I just let you see the truth about this sales office first. In fact, it is already haunted here, but you haven't discovered it yet." Yang Jian pointed to his sofa.

Mr. Qin suddenly touched his hand on the sofa and felt that the sofa was a little sticky.

He was slightly startled and turned to look.

I don’t know when the sofa I was on was covered in blood.

"Damn it, what's going on?" He stood up in shock.

At this time, Mr. Qin saw that there were not only hideous blood on the sofa, the ground, the wall, and even the ceiling. The blood had not dried up yet, as if it had happened just now, and even his teacup was not filled with tea.

But sticky blood.

"Tick, Tick."

Blood dripped from the ceiling and fell on Mr. Qian's bald head. He touched it, and his face was pale in a flash: "Damn it, why don't you say it's haunted here earlier, hurry up, leave here."

"Mr. Qian, wait for me." Mr. Qin hurriedly picked up his briefcase and left as if he ran away.

"What's wrong with them? Why did they suddenly run away?"

Zhang Xiangui, who was standing beside him, was stunned for a moment, and saw the two people suddenly leaving like crazy, and felt a little confused.

Yang Jian smiled and sat on the sofa: "Because I let them see some terrible things, it's nothing wrong with having ghosts in the sales office, but it should be the only ghost who followed Zhang Wei. That ghost could not make these two bosses more intuitively frightened, so I added some materials to make them have some hallucinations."

"After being frightened and feeling fear, the next business will naturally be easy to negotiate."

Zhang Xiangui said in surprise, "Can this be done?"

"There is nothing that cannot be done in the ghost realm." Yang Jian said seriously.

"What about?" Zhang Xiangui said more and more curiously.

Yang Jian said, "Although I don't want to say so much, it doesn't matter if I say something. The ghost realm can not only make people hallucinate, but also make ghosts hallucinate. Here you think the real thing is real, and what you think is fake is fake, just like this cup, I can let it appear on the table and also let it appear in your hands."

After saying that, the quilt on the table disappeared and the next moment appeared in Zhang Xiangui's hands.

"It can appear in the hands or in the human body." Yang Jian suddenly grinned.

"Murder?" Zhang Xiangui was startled.

Yang Jian said, "No, killing people doesn't have to be so troublesome, that's a waste of talent."

When opening the ghost realm to kill people, it is to kill chickens with a ox knife, and it is purely a waste.

"The real purpose of the Ghost Domain is to trap other ghosts, not to deal with people. No one will use missiles to kill mosquitoes. If you deal with people, just use a gun."

He reached out and slapped the table, and a pistol with a golden metallic luster appeared in front of him.

"Even there is a gun, you're not really an Interpol, right?" Zhang Xiangui was even more shocked.

Yang Jian said in surprise: "Don't Uncle Zhang think I was talking nonsense before? Although I have not officially started working now, it is very stable to take over as the next Interpol of Dachang City. Once I succeed in taking over, I have the right to mobilize all the security forces in Dachang City. Not to mention blocking Uncle Zhang's villa, there will be no problem in blocking several communities and several streets."

Zhang Xiangui was speechless.

He felt that he really underestimated this Yang Jian.

I thought I was just a little special skill, but I didn't expect that I would still be the leader of Dachang City in the future.

This status is amazing.

"Brother Le has no ability, how can he call Brother Le?"

Zhang Wei said to the side, "Didn't you tell me before? I bought a gun from Brother Le's."

After saying that, he touched his pocket and took out a handful of golden sand eagles.

"You little brat, show me." Zhang Xiangui hurriedly took over.

Get it.

The cold and heavy feel told him that this thing is real.

"You dare to buy this thing, too?" Zhang Xiangui scolded.

Yang Jian said: "It doesn't matter. Let Zhang Wei defend himself. Uncle Zhang, I can sell you one if you need it. This thing is rare in China, but abroad, it is probably more than the kitchen knives at home. However, I made it specially, not for dealing with people, but for dealing with ghosts."

Zhang Xiangui's face changed. He was a businessman, so how dare he come into contact with such things? He was illegal. Once he was found out, he would go to jail and he had no business to do.

"So now... do you want to use the supernatural incident to intimidate Mr. Qin and Mr. Qian, and let them sell the property they have to me at a cheap price?"

"That's about that."

"Isn't this mean to be too despicable?" Zhang Xiangui whispered: "The means are not obvious."

Yang Jian said, "We have already started. Uncle Zhang said it was too late. If you have this time, it would be better to prepare a contract."

"But they all ran away, why are you sure they will agree?" Zhang Xiangui said.

"If you can't get away, they can't even leave this room without my permission. And they will definitely agree. Not everyone can bear the despair and horror brought by the evil ghost. Uncle Zhang, you have never experienced supernatural events, so you can't understand it, and Zhang Wei can understand it." Yang Jian said.

Zhang Wei nodded deeply: "When you encounter such a thing, you are willing to do anything in order to survive, even if you ask them to offer chrysanthemums."

"How long will they agree?" Zhang Xiangui asked.

"In half an hour, no one can stand up to that kind of despair." Yang Jian said.

Zhang Xiangui immediately said: "Then I'll prepare the contract."

Yang Jian stopped talking, but slowly closed his eyes.

He wants to focus on the ghost realm, control the ghost realm, and stage a horror movie for the two bosses.

And the protagonist is them.

Although the methods are indeed not decent enough.

But who can make business for billions of dollars? Who can guarantee that your means are clean?

Zhang Wei's father Zhang Xiangui cannot guarantee it either.

Killing the rich and helping the poor, Yang Jian will not be merciful at all.

Besides, it was just to let these two bosses lose money, not to take their lives.

Moreover, there were supernatural incidents on the construction site here, but Yang Jian would not resolve them. In the future, supernatural incidents broke out. The houses here are still worthless, and the ending would be worse than reselling at a low price.

Thinking of this.
Chapter completed!