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Chapter 571 Attitude

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When Cao Yanhua saw this scene, he was very sensitive to the fact that there seemed to be some conflict between Jiang Shangbai and Yang Jian. He was not just a simple way to deliberately mock him if he didn't like him.

Jiang Shangbai's face was very bad.

He almost made a big fuss in the city for the matter of Yang Jian last night. Not only that, he was also worried that when Yang Jian would suddenly appear in front of him and attack him.

Unexpectedly, this guy's heart was so big that he went to sleep in a safe hotel.

But it was already morning when I learned about this news.

Yang Jian, do you know what you were doing last night?Jiang Shangbai stopped and stared at him coldly.

Of course, it’s working overtime and sleeping, what?Did you ask me for something last night?Yang Jian replied calmly.

Jiang Shangbai sneered: Is it meaningful to lie and deceive people at this time?Don’t think I don’t know your actions last night. While we are busy dealing with ghost painting incidents in our circle of friends, you dare to take ruthless measures against us. You have killed a few ghost drivers. If you don’t give me an explanation today, I think you won’t open it now, and you won’t want to go back to your Dachang City.

What?

Cao Yanhua, who was standing beside him, was stunned for a moment, and he looked at Yang Jian in shock and suspicion.

Is this guy fighting with people in his circle of friends?

Wang Xiaoming seemed to have not heard it, and still lowered his head and closed his eyes slightly.

However, Liu Xiaoyu, who was inconspicuous, opened her eyes wide and looked in disbelief.

Yang Jian looked at him and said, "Without any evidence, how can you defame others' innocence out of thin air?"

No evidence?

Jiang Shangbai threw a document on the conference table with some anger: I guessed that you might not admit it, this is the evidence.

Cao Yanhua immediately frowned and walked over and looked around. There were indeed several people in his circle of friends who died tragically. Another ghost driver named Zhang Jian was missing, and another ghost driver named He Tianxiong was missing. In addition, the surveillance camera also took photos of Yang Jian when he appeared in several key places.

Although there is no conclusive evidence, these things are already very telling.

Yang Jian didn't read the so-called evidence, and he said: This is just the evidence in your hands. Do you think I will believe it?What if you just make a photo and frame me directly?Look at this evidence, it's missing?What a joke, I will be on my head if I disappear. Maybe I can't stand the death of the resurrection of the evil ghost.

It is normal for a ghost driver to die suddenly, so what's wrong with it?

Jiang Shangbai had a dark face and said in anger: Zhang Jian disappeared in the bar. You also went to the bar that night. You took your photos on the surveillance camera, and you want to deny it too?

As a young man who has been single for many years, it makes sense to go to the bar to relax when I am bored, right?How can you be sure that the place where Zhang Jian disappeared is the bar I went to?Yang Jian still explained casually.

Bang!

Jiang Shangbai could no longer suppress his anger when he heard this quibbling. He pounded the table suddenly, and the solid solid wood table immediately cracked.

It is useless for you to argue. You have a clear idea of ​​what you have done. It doesn’t matter whether you admit it or not. What’s important is that since you choose to take action, you have to bear the cost after taking action.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes: What?Do you want to take action with false evidence?Want to do it here?It doesn't matter to me, but you have to be prepared to be killed by me. If you have any helpers, you can go together. Although the meeting is about to be held, time should be in time.

After all, it only takes dozens of seconds for me.

After saying that, the lights in the entire conference room flickered, as if they were disturbed by something, and a cold breath filled the air.

Yang Jian.

Cao Yanhua was shocked and angry, and hurriedly scolded: Let's calm down first and tell me what happened.

Jiang Shangbai was not afraid, and he said: Isn’t all this obvious?Yang Jian is taking action against us, first Zhang Jian and then He Tianxiong. Maybe it will be my turn next time, not to mention that he killed Gao Zhiqiang with his own hands at the headquarters. Our circle of friends has damaged three ghost-controllers in his hands. Minister Cao. If you don’t care about this matter, you can only solve it in the simplest way.

Cao Yanhua was also convinced in his heart that Yang Jian was indeed attacking people in his circle of friends.

This is indeed his personality style.

Yang Jian, you are getting too far.Cao Yanhua shouted angrily.

Jiang Shangbai frowned in his ears.

Just cursed?None?

He could vaguely feel that although Cao Yanhua looked angry, he actually did not express much about Yang Jian's actions.

Excessive?Deputy Minister, this should be said to Jiang Shangbai. It just so happened that I have a recording here, so you might as well listen.Yang Jian didn't say much, but took out his phone and clicked on the playback, and played a recording.

Yang Jian is still here, right?Once the ghost painting incident really occurs, you can kill Yang Jian directly without any worries and then push the problem to the ghost painting incident, so that you don’t need to focus on him and waste our energy, and you can also complete it before the captain’s plan is implemented...

This is Mr. Fei’s voice.

Recording continues to play:

It was a good thing to solve this problem, and another person seemed to agree with this plan.

Perhaps he could take this opportunity to put pressure on Minister Cao to use the nail in the coffin.Jiang Shangbai's voice sounded.

……

As the recording ended, the originally quarreling conference room suddenly became quiet.

Jiang Shangbai was stunned.

This recording is... what was at the last meeting.

That top-secret meeting could have recorded it?

etc.

Jiang Shangbai immediately thought of Li Yao, the only female assistant who could get in touch with senior executives.

If Li Yao had already been rebellious, it would not be impossible to find an opportunity to install a wiretap tool at some point.

So, they took the initiative first, and I just defended myself in advance. However, the people in your circle of friends are really brave. They killed me one by one. After all, I am the person in charge of a city. If you kill me for no reason, it seems a bit bad.Yang Jian said with a calm expression.

After hearing these recordings, Cao Yanhua was completely angry.

In his opinion, it’s nothing to die a few people in the circle of friends, it’s just some potential risk factors. It doesn’t matter if Yang Jian really kills a few. At most, he will criticize and scold him with the overall situation.

After all, the value of these people is not as good as that of a ghost eye Yang Jian.

But on the other hand, it would be impossible for people in the circle of friends to plan to kill Yang Jian.

If Yang Jianzhen is killed, it will definitely be a major earthquake for the headquarters.

Let me ask, the ghost driver who solved the S-level supernatural incident in China was confused and killed by some people. What would others think?

At that time, the prestige of the headquarters will be hit, and various conspiracy theories will emerge one after another, and people's hearts will be disintegrating, so it will be difficult to lead the team... The situation that was already deteriorating may have a possibility of collapse.

Of course, the bad situation is definitely beneficial to the circle of friends. Maybe the headquarters will rely on the circle of friends to stabilize the situation at that time. So in the long run, who has the final say in the future?

And at that point, the plan to kill Yang Jian in the circle of friends was completely achieved.

Cao Yanhua thought a lot in an instant, and even couldn't help but feel shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. He even wanted to arrest the person who made plans for his circle of friends immediately, because this person was too dangerous, with a very distant gaze and strategic deployment, which was completely different from these ghost drivers.

Jiang Shangbai, you'd better give me an explanation, otherwise I'll ban all industries in your circle of friends and terminate all cooperation with you today.

Jiang Shangbai was also panicked now. He was here to provoke the crime and used the headquarters' hands to deal with Yang Jian. Even if he couldn't do it, it would at least cause some trouble to him. Unexpectedly, Yang Jian was prepared so well that he even got the most fatal recording evidence. Now the situation has completely turned upside down.

If you can't do it well, the circle of friends will be really over this time.

Fake, this recording is fake. I just found a few recordings and synthesize them and say they are evidence. Do you think I will believe it?Jiang Shangbai said with a tough forehead.

This recording can't be admitted even if it's beaten to death.

But why did he hear this so familiar?

Yang Jian nodded: A recording is indeed not considered evidence. If you think it is fake, it is better if it is fake. But your previous sentence is very correct. For people like us, evidence is not important at all, and it is not important who is right or wrong. What is important is who survives in the end.

If I am killed by you, then I am wrong, you are right. On the contrary, if I am alive and you are killed by me, then you are wrong.

Jiang Shangbai, what do you think?

Jiang Shangbai looked ugly and didn't say anything.

Yang Jian smiled softly, with a sense of coldness in his smile: So, back to the previous question, do you want to try it here?Beat me to death, or be beaten to death by me?

The lights in the conference room were flickering, and everything around seemed to be gradually changing color. A layer of sticky red light, like blood, was constantly eroding everything around.

At some point, a strange eye without pupils appeared on Yang Jian's forehead. The eyes were slightly turned, like a ghost peeking at everyone here. In addition, a blue palm with a finger stretched out from an inconspicuous corner of the conference table. And as time passed, such palms seemed to be increasing, and some had climbed onto the conference table.

The ground was already pitch black, as if it was shrouded in a huge shadow, and the cold feeling continued to erode into the body.

All signs indicate that ghosts seem to be invading this conference room.

And it is about to officially appear.

Liu Xiaoyu's breathing behind her was a little rapid and her whole body became tense. Although she knew that Yang Jian would not hurt her, there were few normal people who could calm down when facing such a terrible ghost in person.

The one with very obvious contrast with her is Wang Xiaoming.

From beginning to end, he still lowered his head slightly as if he was sleeping, and he didn't care at all about what happened here.

Cao Yanhua is the most unstable person. He is now shocked and frightened, not knowing how to deal with the current scene.

The conflict between the two people is not as simple as before.

Judging from the situation just now, Jiang Shangbai, who should be in the circle of friends, seemed to have planned to kill Yang Jian long ago, but Yang Jian learned the news and took action in advance.

In theory, it seems that Yang Jian is not wrong to take action, but in fact, if he takes action in the conference room, it will definitely have a very bad impact, which is definitely not allowed.

Do you want to stop Yang Jian?

It is easy to stop, but what will Yang Jian think after stopping him?

Meaning is not important, but attitude is important.

Wait first, calm down, the matter is slow for the time being, and we will discuss it after today's meeting is over, so don't cause trouble at this time.

Cao Yanhua had to stabilize the situation first.

Jiang Shangbai did not listen to his words, but stared at Yang Jian with great vigilance.

If this guy wants to do something, Cao Yanhua can't persuade him to do it with just one word. He can't stop his life from it, so once Yang Jian takes action, he will fight back without hesitation.

They are all people who control three ghosts, and if there is no reason, they will lose a lot.

As the atmosphere became more and more serious, the situation around him became more and more wrong.

It seemed that in the blink of an eye, the two of them would fight in the conference room.

But at this time the door of the conference room opened again.

Many people who attended the meeting walked in.

Is this the wrong place?Why do I feel something is wrong with the atmosphere?

In the crowd, Liu San, with a waxy face, glanced slightly with his numb eyes and stood instinctively at the door.

Because one step further, I entered Yang Jian’s ghost realm.

A quarrel?Then why don't I wait and go in.

An ordinary man said that he looked very ordinary and seemed to have seen him somewhere, but he never remembered the people he had seen.

Brother Le arrived so early?Hey, what's going on? Are you going to fight?

Feng Quan asked in surprise. His skin turned slightly black, his body was covered with cracks, and a damp and rotten smell emanated, like a corpse buried in the mud, making people nearby feel uncomfortable.

Ahem.

A light cough sounded, and an old man wearing an 80s-style dress with wrinkles on his face appeared at the end with a cane.

When Yang Jian saw that Old Qin appeared, his eyes slowly retracted from Jiang Shangbai.

The lights around them flickered and soon returned to normal.

Even if you don’t do it, today’s things won’t end so easily.Jiang Shangbai spoke.

I know.Yang Jian said: Sooner or later, there will be a result.

Jiang Shangbai stopped talking, but sat down casually and put away the information he had just left on the table.

He knew he lost today.

Because the attitude of the headquarters is already very obvious.

Most of the friends have finished half of them.