Mysterious Resurrection: I am Jiang Shang, commanding ghosts and becoming a god

Chapter 20 I choose to buy for free

Jiang Shan's voice suddenly appeared in the secret room.
He originally thought that he would have to use some tricks to get Paul to open the secret room, but he didn't expect that the man in a suit and tie actually had his cerebellum controlling his brain, and he didn't forget to have fun even in the ghost realm.

"Thank God!" Jiang Shan thought to himself.

The sudden sound made the two people in the room instantly nervous.

Mary, a ghost hunter, reacted immediately.

This gray fog-like ghostland did not come from evil spirits, but from the man who suddenly appeared next to Paul.

"Fuck! My gun!"

Mary's face changed drastically, because she had agreed to do something shameful with Paul tonight, so she put all her special weapons downstairs early.

"Fuck! Fuck!" Mary cursed in her heart.

"Don't look for it, your gun is here."

From the blonde woman's expression, Jiang Shan knew what she was thinking at a glance.

"After all, you 'foreign friends' can't hide anything on your faces. Your intention to find a gun is too obvious."

After saying that, a golden pistol appeared out of thin air in Jiang Shan's hand, which was obviously a specially made pistol.

Then he pointed the golden muzzle of the gun at Paul and said:
"Don't move. If you move, you'll lose a leg. I'll only lose the shortest one."

"?"

Jiang Shan looked at Paul with doubt as he was pointed at by a gun.
The foreign man had a calm face, leaning against the door and looking at Jiang Shan with a smile, as if nothing had happened.

"No buddy, you're a humanoid, why are you so calm?"

Paul was indeed not panicked at all. He knew that Jiang Shan must have come for a purpose, and now he was pointing a gun at him just to get more bargaining chips for himself.

This doesn't matter to him.

He has money and power, and can do anything to satisfy the other party. He is very experienced in dealing with this kind of ghost riders.

The most important thing is, he promised that he would make Jiang Shan spit it out again no matter how he got it out of his mouth.

And you have to pay back your life as interest to yourself.

So Paul calmly drank a sip of wine, looked at Jiang Shan and said with the words he was proud of:

"My friend from the East, there is a saying in your country: It is a great pleasure to have friends coming from afar. Since you are here, you are my friend, Paul. If you want money, tell me. I will give you a lot of money. There is no need to resort to violence."

Jiang Shan looked at the blond man drinking in front of him with suspicion. He didn't expect that this man could do this.

My Chinese is not that good, but I am good at using idioms and the Analects of Confucius.

After carefully observing Jiang Shan's expression, Paul became calmer at this moment. He felt that his words had convinced the other party.

He opened the wine cabinet, took out a goblet, poured red wine into it, and slowly walked towards Jiang Shan and said:
"Would you like a glass of rich wine, my friend? It's the top-quality red wine from Burgundy. This small sip costs fifty thousand dollars."

"Mary, go to my drawer and take out the record that I use to entertain my distinguished guests. Let my friend appreciate the beauty of our Western European music."

But when the blonde woman heard Paul's request, she just stood there blankly, as if she didn't hear it.

"Mary! Why don't you go quickly! What are you thinking about?!" Paul yelled at the woman angrily.

But Mary also wanted to move. No matter how hard she tried, she found that she couldn't move at all.

I can't even speak.

She felt like her whole body was invaded by ghosts, and she had lost control of her body except for her eyes.

"Isn't it just the voice of a missionary? Don't pretend with me. It's time for my little brother from Western Europe to get on the road." Jiang Shan said in a flat tone.

But this sound was like thunder in Paul's ears.
Before he could open his mouth to speak, he heard Jiang Shan's voice continue to ring out: "I'm sorry, I don't eat beef, listen to music, or drink!"

"Bang! Bang!"

With two gunshots, Jiang Shan found that he had not hit the target with either shot. He remained silent at this moment.

Before Paul could be happy,
In just a moment, his body was suddenly covered with scarlet ghost words, and the law of killing that anyone who touched it would die was activated on him and Mary.

In an instant, their bodies became stiff, their eyes lost their color, and they fell straight to the ground, not breathing.

"Next time, hit Ye Jun on the head. It will definitely explode."

Jiang Shan reminded himself secretly, and then he walked into the secret room.
It was called a secret room, but it was actually a safe room, about 50 square meters in size, so magnificent that it almost blinded Jiang Shan's eyes.

"There is beauty in books, and Paul really has a golden house."

Jiang Shan reached out to touch it, and he felt that something seemed to be wrong. He pressed hard and found that the surrounding area was not gold at all, but a thick layer of gold foil.

"Ugh"

Jiang Shan let out a long sigh and stood there in silence.

Apart from the three gold boxes in the corner, he couldn't make any other fortune.

Well, being too greedy is not a good thing.

Jiang Shan, who was scraping the gold foil, was suddenly stunned. He suddenly realized:
Why is my will so weak now? How could I be blinded by this little bit of wealth?
Half an hour later
Jiang Shan, who had scraped off a bag of gold foil, began to count his gains today:
"Thirty-seven guns, one hundred and twenty-eight kilograms of gold, a bag of gold foil, and three golden chests containing evil spirits."

Three ghosts are enough for me to trade with the ghost cabinet.

Think about it,

Jiang Shan used the ghost domain to put all the harvest into his off-road vehicle. In order to hide his tracks, he also covered each of the three boxes with a layer of black cloth.

As Jiang Shan returned to the car, the scope of the ghost domain began to shrink rapidly.

After a short while, the gray fog shrank to just enough to completely cover the car. Seeing that it was almost done, Jiang Shan stepped on the accelerator and the car's engine began to make a violent noise.

The off-road vehicle began to move on the road at a strange speed.

Zhao Kaiming, who arrived late, only saw the car wrapped in the ghost realm. He frowned, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Seven thirty in the morning.

Jiang Shan, who was still immersed in his dream, suddenly heard an urgent phone call. He picked up the phone and found that it was Yan Li calling him.

"He's about to die?" This was Jiang Shan's first thought.

But he quickly rejected this idea. Yan Li was still alive and well in the club yesterday, and he had not yet participated in the conflict between Yang Jian and Zhao Kaiming.

He didn't even know Yang Jian yet, so it seemed like he called him to say something else.

So Jiang Shan answered the phone, and Yan Li's voice came from the phone:

"Jiang Shan, I'm going to catch a ghost tonight. I'm worried that something might happen to me, so I called you in advance. If I think I'm dying, I'll call you. Don't turn off your phone tonight. The address is Furen Shopping Center."

"OK, if you can't hold on, just call me. I might be able to find your body intact when I go there." Jiang Shan said.

Yan Li on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, said thank you and hung up.

"It's finally time for Yang Jian to imprison the headless ghost." Jiang Shan thought to himself, looking through the window towards a place on the outskirts of the city.

"Guanjiang Community, it's time to go check it out."

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(End of this chapter)