"Yang Jian." He also introduced himself.

Yan Li looked at Ye Jun's body, which was twisting beside him, and his expression changed slightly: "Did something happen here when I left just now?"

"It's nothing. This friend named Ye Jun was drunk and fell down with his hind feet on his front feet. I guess he couldn't keep up with nutrition and was not in good health. He accidentally fell like this. It looked a bit scary to me.

, I dare not help him, for fear of being blackmailed." Yang Jian said.

"That was really careless. Did you call an ambulance?" Yan Li said.

Yang Jian said: "It looks like nothing's wrong. It's just a bit of skin breakage. Just put a band-aid on it and it'll be fine. There's no need to call an ambulance."

"Then I'll be relieved." Yan Li breathed a sigh of relief.

"..."

Sun Lihong on the side looked at the firearms on the coffee table and the stick stained with flesh.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like someone else fell down.

And... not even dead in this case.

The ghost masters are indeed a group of evil spirits, and spending more than a quarter of an hour with these people makes people feel creepy.
Chapter completed!