"Are you a step late?"

On the helicopter, Wang Xiaoming saw with his own eyes that his younger brother Wang Xiaoqiang's sports car disappeared out of thin air after being caught up with a red light.

He knew very well that Wang Xiaoqiang did not disappear but fell into Yang Jian's ghost realm.

At this last moment, Yang Jian was caught up with him.

If Wang Xiaoqiang had arrived half a minute earlier, he would have confidence that he would be able to take him away. Not to mention Yang Jian, even the above would not say anything more.

"Stop the helicopter." Wang Xiaoming said.

At this moment, in the ghost realm.

"Yang Jian~!" Wang Xiaoqiang was angry at this moment and roared with gritted teeth.

Looking at Yang Jian standing in front of the scrap car at this moment, Wang Xiaoqiang never felt so desperate.

"You should have expected this result yesterday. I really thought I let you go yesterday because I couldn't do anything about you? That's because I was in a bad state. If I continue to drag on it, I might die with Ye Feng from the resurrection of the evil ghost, and the ghost rope also brought me a lot of trouble, but you didn't seize that opportunity."

Yang Jian said calmly.

Although he performed strong enough yesterday to perfectly resolve the assassination, he was actually in a bad situation at that time.

"Even if there is no help from others, I can't kill you just want to. Don't forget that I'm a ghost driver. At worst, I can't kill you." Wang Xiaoqiang growled and climbed out of the scrapped carriage that was hit.

Yang Jian looked at Wang Xiaoqiang who had difficulty climbing out of the broken and deformed carriage that had been smashed and deformed. Before he could stand firm, the black ghost under his feet covered him, tightly blocked his neck, and then lifted it up directly from the ground.

"What did you say? The fish will break the net? Now give me a try."

After saying that, the ghost exerted force again, and his neck creaked, as if it was about to be broken.

Wang Xiaoqiang's face was flushed and he couldn't speak.

"No wonder you were running here. It turned out that your elder brother was here to pick you up. Unfortunately, you acted a little too late. If you ran away overnight last night, you might have a chance to leave Dachang City. Now... I'm sorry, you can only die here."

"You can't kill me, my elder brother is right next to you."

Wang Xiaoqiang said something from his almost suffocating mouth.

In front of this Yang Jian, he didn't even have the qualifications to defeat the death.

Yang Jian said, "If life is almost gone, what else do you think there is to be afraid of alone?"

As he said that, he looked at the abandoned carriage beside him.

At this moment, it started to rain in the sky, dripping on Wang Xiaoqiang's body.

"Air, gasoline?"

Wang Xiaoqiang's face changed when he smelled this smell. He understood that Yang Jian transferred the gasoline in the fuel tank to his head through the ghost domain.

"You are hiding a ghost in your body, but the thing that really belongs to you is the outer layer of skin. This is really scary. There is only one layer of skin left and you can survive. The power of the evil ghost is really amazing. To be honest, it is really a bit powerful to control such a ghost. Unfortunately, you don't know how to use it. If I burn the outer layer of skin, do you think you can survive?" Yang Jian said.

Wang Xiaoqiang immediately began to struggle violently.

It was useless at first, and it was not Yang Jian who caught him, but the black ghost.

He could not break free from the shackles of a ghost.

"It seems I'm right." Yang Jian took out a lighter from his pocket.

"Yang Jian, is Wang Xiaoqiang falling into your hands? Can you talk?" At this time, Wang Xiaoming's voice sounded outside the ghost domain.

"Big, big brother?" Wang Xiaoqiang was a little excited, as if he had seen hope of living.

Yang Jian thought for a while and did not kill Wang Xiaoqiang immediately, but instead showed the ghost realm.

Inside, a world covered by red light appeared on the road like a projection.

"Professor Wang, I haven't seen you for a long time. How did you do the research on that ghost coffin?" Yang Jian greeted calmly.

Wang Xiaoming said: "The progress is quite smooth, thanks to your help, your ability to retrieve the ghost coffin and rescue Feng Quan has a great influence on my research."

"That's good. Professor Wang has a lot of things to do every day. My meager contribution is nothing." Yang Jian said: "But since I have contributed to Professor Wang's research, why do you, your younger brother, joins other ghost drivers to assassinate me?"

"Do you want to kill someone to silence the ghost coffin forever?"

Wang Xiaoming's face moved slightly. Of course, he understood that there was a personal grudge between Wang Xiaoqiang and Yang Jian. These words undoubtedly raised a private grudge to the level of a country.

If he wants to save Wang Xiaoqiang, it would be equivalent to acquiesce that he is in charge of this assassination.

This will have a considerable impact in the country.

"Let's get a price. As long as I can do it, I will do it, and you won't suffer any losses." Wang Xiaoming did not answer, but directly offered his own price code.

Yang Jian said: "Last time I asked you, which is important, a criminal policeman or a company manager? As a result, you beat that one to death without hesitation."

"You will not have any benefit to kill my incompetent brother. As long as you are willing to let him go once, I can guarantee that he will not appear in front of you again in the future and will not have any impact on you." Wang Xiaoming was silent for a moment: "I am just such a younger brother."

"My mother is the only son like me." Yang Jian said: "If I die, my whole family will be the last one. Wang Xiaoqiang is dead. At least there is also a big brother like you. I will let him go now, so who will let me go yesterday?"

Wang Xiaoqiang frowned deeply: "The same thing, you can offer a price."

"Sorry, the reason why I am willing to see you is not because I plan to let Wang Xiaoqiang go, but because of your brothers' willingness to be a good person and let you meet Wang Xiaoqiang for the last time, so as not to say I am unkind. In addition, you must know that he has to deal with me more than once, and I gave him a chance last time."

"But there will always be someone who will challenge your bottom line. This time it is him, next time it will be someone else. If you are not strong enough, you will be beaten and bullied. After all, I am not as good as you, a great professor. I have an identity and status. I am just a poor ghost driver. How long can I live in the future is still unknown. If the methods are not ruthless, even Dachang City will not stand."

As he said that, the ghost behind him raised Wang Xiaoqiang in front of him.

Wang Xiaoming looked at Wang Xiaoqiang who was so close to him, subconsciously reached out to cut and grab, but after reaching out, he directly penetrated Wang Xiaoqiang.

The scene in front of him was not real, but Yang Jian presented it to him through the ghost realm.

Who knows where he is?

"Big, brother, save me." Wang Xiaoqiang's face was full of fear at this moment, and he felt the threat of death.

But after really getting to this point, he didn't want to die.

With pleading and crying, he asked Wang Xiaoming for help.

However, the next moment, Wang Xiaoqiang's skin was rapidly charred, and he struggled in pain and howled.

"Yang Jian, you..." Wang Xiaoming's face suddenly changed when he saw this.

Although he could not see the fire burning, he had already guessed that his younger brother Wang Xiaoqiang was in the middle of the fire at this moment.

That fire was still ignited.

"This time, I don't want to offer a price, and some things cannot be compromised." Yang Jian said.

"Brother, brother, save me..." Wang Xiaoqiang stretched out his gradually charred hand to Wang Xiaoming, and tears of regret flowed out of his eyes.

Wang Xiaoming reached out to grab it, but in the end he was free. He could only watch his brother in the flames buried in the ghost realm.

The struggle is getting smaller and smaller.

Soon the dark arm drooped weakly.

After that, the flesh stuck to the body was like adobe that had lost its stickiness, peeling off large pieces, and soon revealing the white skeleton.

No matter how the fire burns, this skeleton is still as intact.

Slam.

The pair of bone-shaped palms suddenly moved, grabbing the ghost on the neck.

This strange action is definitely not controlled by Wang Xiaoqiang.

He is dead.

What was left behind was this skeleton ghost, and the flesh on it that belonged to Wang Xiaoqiang had been burned to nothing.

No matter how weird his ghost is, it should be impossible to resurrect Wang Xiaoqiang.

Wang Xiaoming, who turned his younger brother into a ghost controller, knew more than anyone else at this moment that his younger brother had died in the ghost realm and had completely disappeared from this world.

Even he couldn't make Wang Xiaoqiang survive.

"Why, why don't you listen to me, why don't you run earlier, why do you have to cause such a big disaster outside?" Wang Xiaoming burst into tears. He knelt on the ground, almost exhausted.

"Professor." The escort next to him hurriedly supported Wang Xiaoming.

They looked at Yang Jian in the Ghost Realm with complex eyes.

You cannot blame, or even blame.

Because Yang Jian is an interpol in Dachang City, and Wang Xiaoqiang is a criminal, a wanted criminal named. Even if he was shot dead on the spot, he would only have no merits and no success.

So, Yang Jian did nothing wrong.

"Wang Xiaoqiang is dead, and the ghost in his body has come out. You should know the ability of this ghost better than me. If Professor Wang is willing to cooperate with my work, I can say it. Of course, if I don't want to say it, I won't force it. This matter will eventually be solved." Yang Jian said.

The escort next to him looked at Yang Jian with wide eyes.

You just killed your younger brother, but you still have the nerve to ask about information?

However, after all, if we only talk about official business, Professor Wang should indeed cooperate with Yang Jian’s work. After all, it was the ghost he released from the laboratory and was obliged to be responsible.

Wang Xiaoming slowly stood up from the ground at this moment. He did not wipe the tears from his face, but turned around and left immediately.

Although he was sad, he did not hold a grudge against Yang Jian because of this.

Because he did not do anything wrong today, if it was not Wang Xiaoqiang who was chased this time, but another ghost driver, he would very much agree with Yang Jian's handling method.
To be continued...