"Yang Jian, wait a minute..." Xiong Wenwen shouted.

"What are you doing? Sit down and eat." Chen Shumei said with a cold face.

Xiong Wenwen shrank his neck in fear and sat back on the chair obediently.

"You can't form a team with him. He won't take care of you. It will definitely be dangerous to follow him." Chen Shumei said.

"But Yang Jian was right." Xiong Wenwen said a little unconvinced.

Chen Shumei said: "What do children know? This is not a question of right or wrong, but a matter of your safety. You can't be careless. In short, just listen to me. Don't care about anything and don't say anything. I will

I’ll help you reject those people so that you won’t offend others by talking nonsense.”

When Xiong Wenwen saw that his mother was angry, she didn't dare to speak and hurriedly immersed herself in eating.

Seeing this, Chen Shumei's face softened a little, but she felt a little ashamed when she thought that she had driven away Yang Jian just now.

No matter how others say they are guests, am I being a little too extreme?

After leaving here, Yang Jian couldn't help but shook his head slightly.

It seems that forming a team with Xiong Wenwen is very difficult. You can't pass the fucking test. After all, Xiong Wenwen is just a child and can't make the decision.

"What a pity." Yang Jian thought to himself.

His regret was not that he lost a teammate, but that a child like Xiong Wenwen was going to be taken advantage of by a group of "adults" who did this.

Aside from myself, which one of the people at the headquarters is suitable to be Xiong Wenwen's captain?

Jiang Shangbai? Cao Yang?

Liu San? Or Li Jun?

Li Jun may be the best choice among them, but he is too loyal to his duties, which will lead to an increase in his tasks and a corresponding increase in danger.

But Yang Jian is different. He has resigned as captain, so he only needs to be responsible for Dachang City.

How many supernatural events can there be in Dachang City and its surrounding areas?

Even if there is, it may not be able to use Xiong Wenwen every time.

In other words, teaming up with Yang Jian will minimize the frequency of exposure to supernatural events.

In addition, if he is really in danger, his five-level ghost realm can protect Xiong Wenwen at critical moments and send him out of danger.

But Yang Jian didn't say this because it would be useless.

Chen Shumei doesn't understand this, and doesn't know what is the best choice or what is a bad choice. She only makes corresponding decisions based on other people's words and her own judgment, so what Yang Jian thinks is best is not hers.

Think the best.

The prejudice has already arisen in my heart, so there is no need to continue the conversation.

As time passes little by little.

What Yang Jian didn't know was that Fang Shiming, the president, had already made up his mind to kill him at the meeting of the circle of friends on the top floor of Ping An Building.

No information was revealed this time, so he was completely kept in the dark.

"Mr. Fang, Cao Yanhua's call, he is putting pressure on us again." In the afternoon, Jiang Shangbai had already received a call from the headquarters, and it was Cao Yanhua himself.

Fang Shiming waved his hand and said: "You can just deal with it yourself. Watch them by the way and don't let them leave. I'll make some preparations. If there's nothing special, don't disturb me."

After checking the time, he stood up, stretched and walked out of the conference room.

He went to the archives room one floor below.

Moments has collected all the information on ghost masters that can be collected in China. In addition to computer storage, there is also a special archives room responsible for storing it. A place like this cannot be built without considerable financial resources and an intelligence system.

After passing the identity verification, Fang Shiming walked into the archives room, and when he came out, he had an additional file in his hand.

Two lines of words were clearly written on the file bag: code name Ghost Eye, name: Yang Jian,

After sitting down in a nearby office, Fang Shiming opened Yang Jian's files. He was not interested in Yang Jian's personal information because dead people do not need to be remembered.

I took out a photo of Yang Jian from the file.

This is a full-body photo of Yang Jian, and I don’t know where he collected it.

The photos were placed on the table. Fang Shiming did not look at them more, but just started to pay attention to the time.

He has to wait until the time comes to six o'clock.

As for why.

That's because the headquarters needs him to give a reply before six o'clock.

When the time comes, Yang Jian's death will be the best answer.
Chapter completed!