He Yuelian adjusted her mindset at this moment and appeared in front of Yang Jian once again. Her demeanor was graceful, pure, yet charming, always able to attract a vast amount of attention wherever she went.
“Mister Yang, the gambling game is ready. Boss He sent me to invite you to the VIP room.”
She lowered her gaze slightly, not daring to make eye contact with Yang Jian, fearing a recurrence of the earlier situation.
“You still dare to show up?”
Yang Jian looked at this woman calmly, “Isn't this the time when you should be fleeing? Or was I not ruthless enough earlier, not choking you to death instantly?”
“In front of Mister Yang, I probably don't have a chance to escape. If you really want to kill me, I can only accept my fate. However, I believe in Mister Yang's character; you're not the kind of villain who kills indiscriminately,” He Yuelian said.
Yang Jian replied, “I'm not a villain, but I'm not a good person either. This time, I hope you all have the self-awareness and don't do anything foolish. Otherwise, you will regret it. Lead the way; I want to see what kind of gambling game you've arranged for me.”
He Yuelian smiled slightly; she gestured a bit and then led the way in front.
On the way.
He Yuelian boldly inquired, “Mister Yang seems to have met me before and is very familiar with my appearance. Did you encounter someone who looked exactly like me before, or are you merely interested in me?”
“Don't probe into matters beyond your capability. Knowing too much is not a good thing for you; it will only accelerate your death,” Yang Jian said coldly.
“Since Mister Yang is displeased, I won't ask anymore.”
He Yuelian said, “I'm just curious about what on me is worth someone like Mister Yang paying so much attention to. Does it involve matters of the supernatural realm? If so, I'm willing to cooperate with Mister Yang to investigate.”
“You're a very smart person. I've met a smart woman before too, but unfortunately, her ending wasn't very good,” Yang Jian said.
“Did Mister Yang kill her?” He Yuelian asked with a smile, unafraid.
Yang Jian said, “For that woman, death was a relief. I helped her find relief. There are things more terrifying than death.”
“Things more terrifying than death? What are they?” He Yuelian couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.
Yang Jian continued walking forward, “What is one plus one?”
“One plus one equals three,” He Yuelian replied almost without thinking.
However, she immediately turned pale. One plus one equals two is something even children know. Why did she answer one plus one equals three?
Thinking carefully again.
Indeed, one plus one equals two.
“No, no, it should equal three…..” He Yuelian was stunned at this moment.
A problem so simple and indisputable that she came up with two answers, and both felt entirely correct, as if it should naturally be so.
Being intelligent, He Yuelian immediately realized there might be something wrong with her perception.
Could it be…..
She recalled the moment earlier when Yang Jian had almost strangled her. Besides fear, she had felt an exceptionally chilling aura invade her body, thoroughly eroding everything about her.
But He Yuelian thought she was going to die.
Thinking about it carefully now, maybe she had already undergone some unknown change at that time.
“What did you do to me?” He Yuelian suddenly looked at Yang Jian, questioning in shock and fear.
“First answer what is one plus one,” Yang Jian said coldly.
“One plus one equals three.”
He Yuelian spoke, but just like before, her face changed as she spoke: “No, that's not right, it equals two, wait, it equals three….. no, it can't equal three, it equals two.”
“What you think is right is merely what I want you to think is right. Now think again, are the things you're doing what I want you to do, or what you originally intended to do? Just like one plus one, is it really two, or is it three,” Yang Jian said.
At this moment, He Yuelian was somewhat broken down. Her gaze trembled, looking towards Yang Jian with terror, fear, and a suffocating sense of despair.
“No, you can't do this, you're toying with my soul, altering my perception, turning me into someone else…..”
She was trembling even as she spoke.
At this moment, He Yuelian finally understood just how terrifying Yang Jian was.
Perception can be overturned; memories can be altered.
“Don't worry, your perception remains normal,” Yang Jian said.
Altering memories and reshaping perception was too easy for him. He merely left a slight backdoor within He Yuelian for easy control.
He Yuelian didn't believe Yang Jian's words; she thought there was definitely something wrong with her, just that the issue was very latent and hadn't been discovered yet.
However, Yang Jian chose not to continue wasting time with this woman.
Despite her beautiful yet terrifying face, Yang Jian now wanted to see how that Boss He and the ghost handler named Zheng Yijing planned to deal with him.
The VIP room arrived quickly.
After pushing open the door, there was a spacious and empty room with a large table, in front of which sat Boss He, Zheng Yijing, and a few other strangers he hadn't seen before.
“I wasted a little time, I hope Captain Yang won't mind. After all, trying to win against Captain Yang is a difficult task and requires serious preparation. I'm sure Captain Yang understands.” Boss He stood up and said politely.
“But before the gambling begins, I want to introduce someone to Captain Yang first.”
After speaking, he gestured to a young man in front of the table.
“This is the person in charge of Da'ao City, Lok Sheng.”
Lok Sheng smiled and said, “Captain Yang, welcome to Da'ao City. I've long heard of your great name. I thought I'd never have the chance to meet you in this lifetime, but I'm fortunate to meet you here today. I hope you won't mind that I didn't come to greet you.”
“Lok Sheng? Are you the one who suggested I hand over Shangtong Tower to Boss He to settle the debt? Not bad, very bold.” Yang Jian nodded slightly.
“Boss He is also a businessman, not easy at all. Paying debts is justified, I was just stating a fair word, I hope Captain Yang is not really angry over this.” Lok Sheng said.
Yang Jian nodded, “Well said, a bet is a bet, debts should be paid back. I hope today Boss He is prepared to lose and doesn't cheat.”
“No matter how much I cheat, I wouldn't dare cheat in front of Captain Yang.” Boss He said.
“Forget it, Zheng Yijing, what do you want to bet with me?” Yang Jian asked.
Zheng Yijing also said, “No rush, Captain Yang, please sit down first. Would you like something to drink?”
“Pour me a glass of water.” Yang Jian said expressionlessly.
He Yuelian, acting the role of a servant, swayed her slender waist as she walked to the bar at the side, then poured a glass of boiled water and handed it over: “Mister Yang, your water.”
Yang Jian took the glass and calmly placed it on his right side, then said, “My time is limited. If you're going to waste time here, I won't accompany you.”
Note from the editor: Always check MV2LEMPYR for corrections.
“Captain Yang, please calm down. Before the gambling starts, I hope Captain Yang can meet someone, someone you're very familiar with.” Lok Sheng said again at this moment.
“Oh, there's an old acquaintance of mine here?” Yang Jian said, “I'm curious, who could be in Da'ao City.”
Lok Sheng smiled and gestured, “Mister Sun, you can come out now.”
At this moment.
A young man with a cold breath, looking quite tired, about to twenty or so, walked in. As soon as he entered, his gaze locked on Yang Jian, and he greeted, “Yang Jian, long time no see, I wonder if you still remember me?”
“Sun Ren?” Yang Jian's gaze shifted slightly, and he immediately recognized this person.
This was his high school classmate, Sun Ren.
But everyone knew that most of Yang Jian's high school classmates died in the Door Knocking Ghost incident, with only seven survivors.
“I thought after you became a ghost handler and joined headquarters, you wouldn't recognize me, but you still remember me.” Sun Ren sneered coldly.
“You kidnapped Zhang Wei back then and demanded a ghost as ransom; I haven't settled that account with you yet. Aren't you afraid I'll kill you for showing up here?” Yang Jian said.
Sun Ren walked over and found a seat to sit down directly, “Old classmates meet and start threatening to kill, you're still so arrogant, not even catching up a little?”
“I have nothing to catch up with you about. Although we're classmates, I couldn't get along with you during school, no friendship at all, and during the Door Knocking Ghost incident, I saved you, but how did you repay me? Ungrateful dog.” Yang Jian said coldly, “Now that you've become a ghost handler, you think you can defy me?”
“Yang Jian, watch your words.” Sun Ren said angrily.
“If you want to die, just say so. I'll send you off.” Yang Jian's ghostly eye suddenly opened.
The conference room was now illuminated with a crimson glow.
At this moment, Lok Sheng laughed heartily, “Captain Yang, you misunderstood. I called him over just to bring you along and take a look, no other intentions. I truly didn't know there was a misunderstanding between the two of you. But even if there is a misunderstanding, it's a thing of the past, I think as long as it's resolved, everything will be fine..”
“Only the dead hold no grudges.” Yang Jian glanced around, “So, is the gambling starting now?”
“What gambling? We haven't started yet.” Zheng Yijing was completely at a loss.
Yang Jian sneered, “Everyone here either has a grudge against me or a conflict, are you gathering to resolve misunderstandings or to join forces to take me down? You know in your hearts. But honestly, I am disappointed.”
“Disappointed about what?” Sun Ren asked.
“I fished all day and only caught you few, how could I not be disappointed?” Yang Jian replied.
The room immediately fell silent.
Some people's eyelids were twitching, a foreboding feeling welling up in their hearts.
Source: Webnovel.com, updated by novlove.com
If you find any errors ( Ads popup, ads redirect, broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report > so we can fix it as soon as possible.Chapter end
Report
|
Donate
Oh o, this user has not set a donation button.
|