Chapter 42: Da Jiang City Before The Storm
Huang Gang Village Incident successfully concluded.
This time the harvest was plentiful.
Ghost Messenger’s suppression power, Feng Quan body one Fierce Ghost, two Ghost Candles, one billion RMB, one A-level Fierce Ghost with Ghost Domain.
Members two.
Zhang Han doesn’t count, mainly Yang Jian.
Yang Jian becoming his little brother, is that even possible?
Lin Qian knew very well that Yang Jian chose to join his club mainly because he didn’t want to lose out too much, and of course, on the other hand, it was naturally because of the conditions he offered and his own strength.
Yang Jian wouldn’t regret it, there might have been a chance before, but after witnessing the transaction between him and Headquarters, Circle of Friends, he would know how thick this thigh of his was.
Besides gaining these substantial benefits, Lin Qian also resolved his current trouble.
He had now leaped from the previous precarious situation to become a valued guest of Headquarters and Circle of Friends.
Before, he was too naive and hadn’t fully realized how poorly he was hiding, simply thinking that Headquarters wouldn’t notice a small transparent like him.
But unexpectedly, Headquarters’ insight was truly sharp.
Of course, this couldn’t escape the fact that he had exposed some things during the Supernatural Event.
After all, that Supernatural Event in Da Jiang City had killed one Person in Charge.
At the time, he didn’t think much of it, just a Person in Charge anyway.
But with the Person in Charge dead, in an A-level Supernatural Event no less, it was bound to attract attention, and moreover, he had survived.
Yang Jian survived from the Knocking Ghost’s Ghost Domain, and Headquarters’ Zhao Jianguo immediately set his sights on Yang Jian.
Only now was Yang Jian willing to join Headquarters.
Lin Qian now had no more crises.
The only crisis was the Old Antique from Taiping Ancient Town.
Then there was that suicidal Li Yong from Da Jiang City.
Headquarters wouldn’t handle Li Yong this time, and even if he wanted, Headquarters could step in and do it for him.
But Lin Qian had no intention of owing favors.
Just Li Yong, for him now, dealing with the other party would be effortless.
Not to mention…
Lin Qian glanced at the Bus Roof, the ghost inside the Coffin, he definitely wouldn’t let it go.
When facing this ghost, he had been thinking of plundering it, but there was no way, the other’s ability seemed to have a quality that repelled all methods, his plunder couldn’t take the Supernatural from the other.
Otherwise, it wouldn’t even be Headquarters’ support handling this ghost, he could have done it himself.
Once back, control this ghost, charge straight in, take out Li Yong.
Then Da Jiang City would be his territory.
Though not the Person in Charge, the Person in Charge would still have to give him some face.
“Lin Qian, that, could we also trade resources for ghosts?” Inside the Bus, Wang Xiaoqiang looked at Lin Qian hesitantly and asked.
Lin Qian’s status was now different.
The other could now converse equally with Headquarters Circle of Friends.
Before handing over the method of controlling Fierce Ghosts, neither Circle of Friends nor Headquarters would let Lin Qian face any danger.
Just watch, once Lin Qian returns to Da Jiang City and deals with that Li Yong, the next Person in Charge of Da Jiang City will definitely be one of Headquarters’ top Ghost Controllers.
“Of course that’s possible, but I have an even better method.”
Wang Xiaoqiang, in the Original Work his ending was tragic, but no way, that was the choice he made.
Their Little Strong Club had already offended Yang Jian.
Now, they had only just offended Yang Jian, as long as they didn’t lose their heads, Yang Jian wouldn’t say anything.
But with Wang Xiaoqiang’s personality, what the hell is Yang Jian?
Just a Newcomer, luckily controlled two ghosts, and dares to get cocky with them?
Especially this time, club sent five Ghost Controllers to Huang Gang Village, and only one Zhang Han came back, well, Zhang Han wasn’t Little Strong Club anymore.
So how would Wang Xiaoqiang view Yang Jian after returning?
If Yang Jian joined Little Strong Club, Wang Xiaoqiang would have nothing to say, but Yang Jian wouldn’t join, he was heading for Headquarters.
Thus the conflict arose.
Sometimes, when people step back to think, it’s not all smooth sailing, that damn thing is getting more and more pissed off, why the hell is Yang Jian still alive?
“What method?”
Wang Xiaoqiang was also very anxious now, the club had a total of seven plus him making eight Ghost Controllers.
Huang Gang Village killed four, leaving only one Zhang Han, and Yan Li was also instructed by him to be taken out soon.
Currently the club had only three Ghost Controllers, with this strength, what Ghost Controller organization?
He was seeking new blood.
Ghosts are important, but ghosts that can’t be utilized are not.
They had resources, had the method of controlling Fierce Ghosts, but lacked people, his Big Brother couldn’t openly give him benefits.
Today Wang Xiao Ming was already polite to him, and that was because of Lin Qian.
Now, Little Strong Club was already just a name without substance, having resources but no Ghost Controllers.
Relying on Ye Feng who controlled two ghosts couldn’t hold up the big picture.
“Your members, five went out, five lost, your Little Strong Club currently has openly two Ghost Controllers, one of whom is close to Yang Jian.”
“By this calculation, you clearly have only one Ghost Controller left.”
“Of course, I didn’t count you, if I do, then two.”
Lost five?
Wang Xiaoqiang was puzzled, “Isn’t Zhang Han still alive?”
“That, I cut in, he’s now a member of my club.” Lin Qian said boldly, without any guilt.
Wang Xiaoqiang: …
Ye Feng: ???
“You mean, my members went out once, and I became a lone commander?”
“Hey, can’t say it like that, don’t you still have one member?” Lin Qian waved his hand and said.
Wang Xiaoqiang: …
Wang Xiaoqiang thought to himself, today silence is my main dish, speechless is tomorrow’s main dish.
“Look, your club now is no different from being closed, Da Chang City’s Ghost Controllers are only so many, no new Ghost Controllers temporarily.”
“How about you relocate?”
Lin Qian revealed his true intentions, showing the knife he had hidden.
“Relocate?” Wang Xiaoqiang was stunned.
Relocate what home?
Relocate where?
“Yeah, relocate, I think your Little Strong Club has no need to exist, why not merge with me, we’ll rename the club, I’ll be President, you’ll be Vice President, I provide technology, you provide resources, we’ll grow big and strong, recreate glory.”
“Staying in Da Chang City is meaningless, you can’t be the boss of Da Chang City, better come with me to Da Jiang City, at least there you can be in charge.”
Lin Qian smiled and said to Wang Xiaoqiang.
Wang Xiaoqiang was a bit dazed, frowned, and immediately began thinking about the feasibility.
Ye Feng’s eyes flickered slightly, he absolutely supported this plan.
Understand what near water tower first gets the moon means?
Two clubs merge, resources from two cities directly integrate.
Then their club’s strength would definitely rise.
Moreover, Lin Qian had the method of controlling Fierce Ghosts to delay Fierce Ghost Revival, with higher success rate than Professor Wang’s Laboratory.
“I think it’s feasible.”
Thinking of this, Ye Feng immediately said to Wang Xiaoqiang.
Wang Xiaoqiang was silent for a long time, “I also think it’s feasible.”
Yo, didn’t refuse.
Lin Qian was amused, but also knew that the choice the other made was currently the most correct.
Little Strong Club was already just a name without substance.
Better to merge.
“Then it’s decided.”
Lin Qian made the final call.
“Once I control the ghost in the Coffin, you all come back to Da Jiang City with me.”
Tricking Wang Xiaoqiang away, Wang Xiao Ming would have to be somewhat wary.
“No problem.” Since the decision was made, no dawdling.
…
Dayuan City, Taiping Ancient Town, an Old Man looking at the compass in his hand.
The compass was very crude, with a sheet of Yellow Paper pasted on it, the Yellow Paper had a Red arrow drawn, the arrow pointing at an abstract Black little figure.
The little figure was drawn very sloppily, not much different from a stick figure, entirely pitch black, only outlining a person’s shape.
The Old Man sighed following the direction the Red arrow pointed, picked up the rusty Shovel nearby, and walked out of Taiping Ancient Town.
Soon, he disappeared into the quiet night, traceless.
“Not stopping him?” Not long after the Old Man left, two Old Men suddenly appeared in front of the Ancient Town’s archway.
He Liansheng was somewhat surprised, “Weren’t you complaining about him every day lately?”
“What, now you can’t bear to let him go?”
The Old Woman wearing clothes made from Fierce Ghost, glanced at He Liansheng, “I complain about him just to make him learn a lesson, not to have him go catch that escaped ghost.”
“Moreover, catching it back is useless, at most make a piece of clothing, the Ghost Opera Stage has already sunk into the lake.”
He Liansheng looked strangely at the Old Woman, thought for a moment and didn’t tease.
Who living here doesn’t know who?
This Old Woman was just sharp-tongued with a soft heart.
Usually sharp in words, but caring about everyone here in her heart.
“His strength, we all know, don’t look at him usually just digging pits, burying a few Fierce Ghosts, piling a grave, then waiting for that grave to disappear.”
“But the ghosts he buries all have high Terror Level.”
“That escaped ghost, as long as he’s careful, there won’t be any problems, and he brought the Shovel, no accidents will happen.”
He Liansheng said softly.
The Old Woman sneered, “Who cares if he lives or dies? If he can’t catch that ghost, when he comes back I won’t curse him to death.”
After speaking, the Old Woman turned and left.
He Liansheng looked at the Old Woman’s back, smiled, “Both at this age, still so tsundere, wonder who he learned it from.”
The Old Woman’s steps paused slightly, He Liansheng quickly shut up, no more words.
“Hmph, old indecent thing.” The Old Woman muttered, her figure slowly disappearing into the night in the Ancient Town.
…
Da Jiang City, early morning, five o’clock.
The Streetlight suddenly flickered, then, at some point, an Old Man stood under the Streetlight, holding a Shovel, looking at a compass in his hand.
“So it’s been here all along.”
The Old Man looked around, five a.m. streets, cold and empty, occasionally vehicles speeding by, bringing a gust of morning cold wind.
The ghost had always been in Da Jiang City, he just thought previously it had escaped.
Actually, that ghost had just hidden itself.
“Still somewhat hard to find.”
The Old Man stared at the compass for a good while, helplessly put it away.
The compass could only roughly locate this ghost, couldn’t pinpoint the exact position.
That Ghost Performer had no Ghost Domain, making trouble in the City, really hard to find for the time being.
The Old Man wasn’t anxious, since he had confirmed this ghost’s location, next was just a matter of time.
Catch this ghost back, sink it to the Ghost Opera Stage, this ghost would return to the Ghost Opera Stage itself.
Later when needed, just fish it up.
Though it would take great effort, it was worth it.
The Old Man seemed to think of someone, a loving gaze in his eyes.
Old people always like to reminisce about the past, those good memories.
“In a blink, already a big girl.” The Old Man smiled lightly.
That little girl from childhood with snot bubbles, wearing floral clothes, sheep-horn braids, chubby round face, missing a front tooth year-round, lisping and spraying saliva when talking, now already a big girl.
The Old Man holding the Shovel, walked smiling on the morning streets.
Cold wind blowing, the Old Man’s thin clothes made him look somewhat desolate.
…
…
Da Jiang City, City Center building.
A Middle-aged Man with entirely pale skin covered in corpse spots, chest wrapped in heavy bandages, sat gray-faced on the sofa.
He gazed at the hidden secret room in the Office, inside was a Golden Coffin.
Inside the Coffin lay their Boss, Da Jiang City’s Person in Charge, Li Yong.
Next to the Middle-aged Man on the opposite sofa, several people sat with grim expressions, smoking on their own.
“Those two ghosts won’t let the Boss go, nor us, we’ve already triggered their Killing Pattern.”
“The things the Boss gave can’t be used anymore, using them would release the ghost inside.”
The bandaged Middle-aged Man exhaled, and spoke.
He didn’t know exactly what the situation was.
A Supernatural Event appeared in Da Jiang City, only killing the survivors.
Black Eight Club’s President left Da Jiang City that day, clearly knowing something.
They gathered the survivors, arranged people to handle this Supernatural Event.
But just one night, all dead.
Survivors and Ghost Controllers all dead, only leaving the Revived Ghost in place.
They didn’t even manage to send out news.
Boss’s guess was wrong, that ghost had no Ghost Domain, but Terror Level extremely high.
Three Ghost Controllers, no chance even to pass news, all dead.
Boss was shocked by this news, but didn’t panic, though angry, still calmly planned the next step.
That ghost must be detained, otherwise, his position as Da Jiang City Person in Charge wouldn’t hold, and he had already lost three Ghost Controllers, though recovered the ghosts, but what use were ghosts to them?
What they needed were Ghost Controllers, manpower.
Boss was very strong, so brought two Ghost Controllers to handle that ghost, they also saw that ghost.
Thought it could be easily detained, but…
The Middle-aged Man thought here, looked at his belly.
If not seen with own eyes, who would think a ghost had drilled out from this belly of his.
Fierce Ghost detention failed, Boss also suffered a knocking curse, curse arrived in the morning, ghost in the afternoon.
Just in time when they were handling that ghost.
Also luck, if not for that ghost, they might all have died inside.
After direct contact with that ghost once, Boss guessed that ghost was inseparable from Lin Qian.
That ghost’s ability and Lin Qian’s ability, not just similar, practically identical.
Both could burst out from the opponent’s belly, thereby evading attacks.
“Can’t use it?” The Middle-aged Man’s words made everyone’s faces sink.
“Then what now?” A Woman with heavy smoky makeup frowned and asked.
“Boss is now suppressing his own Fierce Ghost Revival, at most by tonight twelve o’clock he can come out.”
“We just need to hold out until twelve o’clock.”
The Middle-aged Man said heavily.
“Perhaps, those two ghosts won’t come.”
The Middle-aged Man said a possibility that eased everyone’s mood a bit.
But was that possible?
No possibility, those two ghosts would definitely come.
He and Boss both heard the knocking, this knocking even followed the phone, letting half the people here hear it.
They Cannot Escape.
“Twelve o’clock, right.” A skinny Man exhaled smoke, gaze like a Falcon looking at the Middle-aged Man.
“Though don’t know what ghost things you’re up to, but you say hold until twelve, then twelve, if at twelve the Leader doesn’t come out to solve this trouble, I’ll leave directly and withdraw from Dawn Organization.”
“I won’t follow a Leader who can’t even handle his own trouble.”
He was a Ghost Controller, one whose Fierce Ghost was about to revive.
Li Yong had told them he had a way to help delay Fierce Ghost Revival.
That was indeed tempting, otherwise they wouldn’t come here.
But there was a prerequisite, the prerequisite was they were still alive.
To help Li Yong solve his trouble, end up like those three unlucky ones dead in the Hotel?
Sorry, absolutely impossible.
They came to survive, not to die.
They hadn’t taken advantage of Li Yong suppressing Fierce Ghost Revival to directly take him out, already considered loyal enough.
The Middle-aged Man’s gaze immediately darkened, staring deadly at the skinny Man.
But he soon noticed the others’ expressions unchanged, just coldly watching him.
The Middle-aged Man’s heart sank, he knew these people already had their own ideas.
Thinking this, the Middle-aged Man was furious inside, the Leader treated you well!
Now at the time for you to shine, how dare you act like this!
The Middle-aged Man clenched his Fist, but rational at the moment, he clearly knew these words couldn’t be said, saying them would end everything.
“Rest assured, the Leader knows what he’s doing.” The Middle-aged Man coldly spat this out.
“Best be that way.” The skinny Man chuckled, said no more.
The others withdrew their cold gazes, leaned on the sofa, continued puffing smoke.
Each with their own thoughts, came for profit, leave without.
As it has been since ancient times.
Morning, eight o’clock, three Sports Cars set out from Da Chang City, heading towards Da Jiang City.
