It quickly left the Internet area and walked outside the Internet cafe.

As long as it leaves the Internet cafe and enters the outside, it will perfectly blend into the crowd again and disappear, becoming the third person who can never be discovered.

"It's too late to leave now." Yang Jian stood outside the Internet cafe and saw this scene.

I spent a lot of energy, opened the ghost domain, blocked the Internet cafe, and screened more than thirty people before I found this thing. How could I let it go?

soon.

Yang Jian took off the glove on one hand.

The black and cold ghost hand appeared.

Immediately.

The man who was trying to leave the Internet cafe quickly stopped suddenly. A stiff and cold hand appeared at his feet and grabbed his ankle tightly.

Then there were more and more palms.

Another cold dead hand strangled its neck, and another grabbed its wrist and covered its face... After a while, those strange palms were like wriggling maggots.

, densely packed all over its body, sealing off its entire body.

The suppressive force of the ghost hand has been formed and can directly suppress the actions of a ghost.

It stopped, lost movement, no longer struggled, no longer resisted, and stood there like a corpse.

Even if he doesn't rely on hatchets and coffin nails, it is very simple and easy for Yang Jian to deal with such ordinary supernatural beings.

"You killed someone in Dachang City and you still want to leave?"

"boom!"

The next moment, the door of the Internet cafe opened, and Yang Jian strode in.

He was the only one in the empty Internet cafe, and the strange man covered in ghost hands.

"Follow Zhang Wei and kill everyone around him who doubts you. This kind of behavior is not like a ghost, so are you a human or a ghost?" Yang Jian stopped and said coldly from a distance of several meters.

He opened his mouth and asked.

The man's body stiffened and he didn't answer.

"It doesn't matter if you don't answer. Whether it's a ghost master or a ghost, it's just the fate of being imprisoned."

After asking about it, he saw that there was no response, so he didn't bother to talk nonsense.

But this time.

But the man made some movement. He tried his best to open his mouth, looking a little painful and weak.

Seeing this, Yang Jian made the ghost hand covering the man's face disappear, reducing some of his suppression.

It was still opening its mouth, as if it wanted to speak, but it made a gurgling sound.

"There is no throat." Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly. He saw that after the man opened his mouth, it was empty, with no tongue and no throat.

Yet it still opens its mouth.

At this time, its face was tearing, and a crack appeared. The crack seemed to have existed on the skin for a long time, but when it was put together, the gap was so small that it could not be seen with the naked eye. Now after it was torn apart, the lower half was discovered.

The first half of the face and the upper half of the face seem a bit out of place, and there is a strong sense of dissonance.

It seems that the lower half of the face and the upper half of the face were taken from two faces respectively.

This sense of disharmony was not visible when they were put together, but after being torn apart, the strange feeling was particularly obvious.

Yang Jian immediately thought of the previous cases in Dachang City.

Someone was killed in the case. When the body was discovered, part of the body disappeared, as if it had been stolen, but the wounds were extremely smooth and did not look like man-made, so it was possible that it was a supernatural incident.

"I see. No wonder I haven't seen you before. It turns out you are a pieced together corpse." Yang Jian understood immediately.

His ghostly hands directly invaded its body.

This man's body was torn apart piece by piece, with cracks appearing all over his body.

His hands, feet, and body were falling apart like building blocks.

But there is still a person hidden inside this broken body, a person who is skinny, huddled, and covered in blood.

It's like a parasitic existence in that body, now revealed.

"A living person, or a ghost?" Yang Jian peered directly with ghostly eyes.

immediately.

He came to a conclusion.

Living person?

Yang Jian's eyelids narrowed, but he discovered that this skinny man actually had signs of life and was not a dead person.

If you have life characteristics and supernatural powers, then you can only be a ghost controller.

"It's really interesting. I didn't expect that there are such ghost masters. They don't use their own bodies, but spliced ​​a body together to use it. I hide in the spliced ​​body. No wonder I suspected you were a ghost before. This kind of

Under the circumstances anyone would be suspicious."

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes: "Can you still speak? If not, then I'm sorry, I can only kill you like this."

The skinny man stretched his body in pain, and his bones made crackling sounds, as if they were breaking or shattering. This pain made him moan silently.

"He seems to be sick, a serious illness, like a congenital disability." Yang Jian observed his body. The spine was twisted and the bones were completely developed randomly. It was impossible to straighten or even move.

.

If no one takes care of him, he can only lie in bed and wait to die.

"You can't move your body, can't you speak? Since you are in such pain, then I will help you get rid of it."
Chapter completed!