Taking Advantage of the Crisis

"Boss, what happened inside?"

At the door, two bodyguards heard a commotion inside and hurriedly asked what was going on.

President Qin and President Qian rushed out, looking quite startled.

"Don't ask so many questions, just get out of this awful place."

The two bodyguards didn't dare ask any more questions and immediately left with their respective bosses.

"Damn it, could this place really be haunted? Where did Zhang Xiangui hire that young man Yang Jian? Something's not right."

"Never mind that for now, let's get out of here first. If it's really haunted, it's no joke."

The two talked as they walked, and soon took the elevator downstairs.

Although the sales office is only five stories high, it is still equipped with an elevator.

"We'll have a few experts come and take a look at this construction site later, to see if it's really haunted." President Qian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "I've worked on construction sites my whole life, and this is the first time I've encountered something so eerie. Do you think what happened just now was real?"

President Qin looked at his hands, still stained with blood, and said, "Look, can this be fake? The disappearance of those workers before was very strange. Although this construction site is large, it's impossible for them to vanish without a trace, neither alive nor dead."

"Maybe it really is like what Yang Jian said, we've encountered a ghost."

"Zhang Xiangui must have noticed something was wrong a long time ago, which is why he specifically asked Yang Jian to handle it. It turns out we were kept in the dark until the end."

As the two were talking, the bodyguard next to them immediately noticed that something was wrong.

"Boss, the elevator is malfunctioning," a bodyguard said urgently, his expression changing.

The elevator continued to descend without stopping. Most importantly, the elevator's floor display showed -5, and the number was still fluctuating between -6 and -7.

"This sales office only has five floors in total, where did the seven underground floors come from?" President Qian was so shocked he almost jumped up.

"Quickly, stop the elevator!"

The bodyguard immediately brought the elevator to an emergency stop. Fortunately, the elevator did not malfunction and finally stopped when the display showed -10.

The feeling of weightlessness while riding the elevator disappeared.

The people in the elevator exchanged bewildered glances, their hearts pounding as they stared intently at the elevator doors.

As adults, they had begun to realize that they might have encountered something truly serious.

"Ding~!"

An elevator announcement sounded, and the elevator doors, which were stopped at -10 degrees Celsius, slowly opened.

However, what lay before them was not the familiar first-floor sales office, but pitch blackness.

It was pitch black all around, the darkness was like an abyss that could swallow you whole, sending chills down your spine.

"My God, what kind of place is this?" President Qian was so frightened that his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground.

The two bodyguards were also visibly shocked. Although they were skilled enough to take on three or four ordinary people each, the situation before them was beyond their wildest imagination. They could handle all sorts of dangerous situations, but they didn't have the courage to face such a supernatural event.

"Go back, go back quickly, take the elevator back! We must have encountered a ghost!" The bald President Qin, still somewhat composed, exclaimed in panic.

The bodyguard hurriedly tried to get the elevator back to the previous floor.

But pressing the buttons on it did nothing.

"Boss, the elevator is broken, it seems we can't go back." The bodyguard's voice trembled slightly.

"Hiss~!"

The lights inside the elevator began to flicker, creating a dim and ever-changing atmosphere, as if the lights might go out at any moment.

"Quickly, call the police and get someone to rescue us!" President Qin shouted in terror.

The two bodyguards quickly took out their phones and each dialed for help.

The call went through smoothly, and the distress signal was successfully sent, but the person on the other end said it would take at least half an hour to arrive, and asked them to hang in there.

"Half an hour? Isn't it within ten minutes?" President Qian, who was slumped on the ground, exclaimed.

The bodyguard forced a smile and said, "It takes ten minutes to dispatch personnel from within the city, but Guangjiang Residential Area is a bit far from the city center, and there are no police stations nearby. It would be quite good if they arrived within thirty minutes. Moreover, this happened so suddenly that no rescue team could arrive immediately. Boss, please stay calm and don't panic. As long as nothing unexpected happens, we'll be fine."

But before he could finish speaking, footsteps suddenly came from the darkness ahead.

The sound was exceptionally clear, approaching slowly from afar.

"Who, who's up ahead?" the bodyguard shouted, too afraid to step out of the elevator.

Although the elevator lights were flashing, they weren't turned off yet. It was pitch black, and we were on the tenth basement level. Who would dare to wander out?

But no one responded to him.

The footsteps continued to approach, heading straight towards the elevator.

The bodyguard was sweating profusely and his whole body was tense. He hurriedly took out his phone, turned on the light, and tried to see the situation in front of him clearly.

However, the light couldn't spread out at all, as if it was suppressed by the surrounding darkness, and could only be confined to a range of one meter around it.

"Who are you? Speak up!" the bodyguard shouted again.

The footsteps remained unanswered, only growing closer.

"No, if it doesn't speak, is it not human? Is it a ghost?" President Qian said, trembling with fear.

Ghost?

Upon hearing this, the two bodyguards turned pale with fright.

"Don't scare yourself. Let me toss the phone over and see." The bodyguard remained relatively calm and, knowing that the phone's light wouldn't shine through, tossed the phone along the ground.

Swipe the phone forward.

The surrounding darkness was dispelled.

The moment the phone stopped, the source of the footsteps was finally clearly visible within the area illuminated by the light.

A pair of bare feet.

Pale and stiff, thin and emaciated.

These strange feet didn't walk on the ground like a normal person; instead, they stood there on tiptoe, motionless.

Walking on tiptoe?

Would a normal person walk like that?

This scene shocked everyone in the elevator.

Ghost!

At the same moment, the word popped into their minds.

Once the facts were confirmed, reality utterly shattered all their understanding and courage, leaving them only enveloped in fear.

At this moment,

The owner of those feet stood there as if observing the cell phone gleaming on the ground.

But this observation doesn't seem to have lasted long.

Soon, the feet moved again.

"Tap tap~!"

Footsteps sounded again, crossing the area illuminated by the light, and finally disappeared into the darkness once more, but it was possible to tell before they vanished.

The owner of those feet is continuing to walk this way.

"What do we do now? What do we do now? That ghost is coming, it's coming towards us!" President Qian was on the verge of collapse. He wanted to scream, but found that he didn't even have the strength to scream anymore.

The two bodyguards were completely panicked.

Despite their strong and healthy physiques, their inner fears are no less than those of their bosses.

"Call Zhang Xiangui, quick, call him and tell him to send that guy Yang Jian to save me. He knows there's a ghost here, he'll definitely have a way to solve it." President Qin was also terrified, but at this moment, a key figure suddenly came to mind.

Yang Jian.

At this point, it was too late to report the incident or ask for help. The only hope of saving him was the young man who had accompanied Zhang Xiangui.

Regardless of whether Yang Jian is capable or not, at least he knows about this matter.

In such a critical situation, the bodyguard dared not be careless and hurriedly dialed Zhang Xiangui's number for advice on President Qin.

"Hello, President Qin? What's up?"

Inside the sales office, Zhang Xiangui was having his staff draft a transfer contract. He checked the time; less than ten minutes had passed.

I didn't expect to receive calls from both of them so quickly.

"Mr. Zhang, help, help me! I think I've encountered a ghost! Quick, quick, get that young man you brought Yang Jian to help me!" President Qin's voice was urgent and trembling.

"No way, a ghost? This sales office is really haunted! Where are you? How's the situation?" Zhang Xiangui asked, feigning surprise.

"We took the elevator to the -10th floor. It really is a ghost story. Yang Jian was absolutely right," President Qin said. "Send someone to rescue us quickly, or something terrible will happen."

Zhang Xiangui was also slightly surprised.

He also took the elevator downstairs just now, how come he didn't run into them?

Yang Jian's abilities are indeed beyond comprehension.

"Saving people is no problem, but before that, I have a business deal I'd like to discuss with President Qin President Qian."

"What kind of time is this to be talking business? Hurry up and come save me!" President Qin was on the verge of a breakdown.

Zhang Xiangui laughed and said, "Don't rush, business still needs to be discussed. I've recently been thinking about acquiring your two properties. I wonder if President Qin President Qian are willing to sell them as a package deal?"

"Damn it, Zhang Xiangui, you're taking advantage of our misfortune."

President Qin immediately realized Zhang Xiangui's intention and started cursing loudly.