Ghost Garment

"Are you Ye Feng?" Yang Jian frowned as he sized up the man.

The man in front of me was not yet thirty. He was wearing an overcoat, had a cigarette dangling from his mouth, and stubble on his chin. He looked like an ordinary person, even somewhat decadent, but his eyes revealed an arrogant and unruly air.

This kind of look is perhaps only seen on high-ranking officials and nobles.

However, if Ye Feng has truly mastered two ghosts, he certainly has reason to be proud.

"Not bad, I'm Ye Feng. I met you at the Xiaoqiang Club. You're quite good." Ye Feng chuckled softly, "You have a touch of youthful arrogance. To be honest, I admire you somewhat."

"At less than twenty years old, you've managed to survive multiple supernatural events. Other Ghost Tamer are far inferior to you. You have great potential, but unfortunately, you chose the wrong path by joining the Ghost Tamer Headquarters."

Yang Jian, "So Wang Xiaoqiang sent you to deal with me this time?"

He now understood that the meticulously planned assassination was merely a prelude; success would be ideal, but if it failed, Ye Feng would be the backup plan.

"There's nothing I can do. I was asked to do this, and your mess has affected the interests of many people. Wang Xiaoqiang has been working hard to run the club for almost a year. Although it can't compare to some of the internationally renowned clubs, it's still quite successful. But after what you did last time, it's about to go bankrupt. Isn't it a bit unreasonable for you to cause trouble everywhere?" Ye Feng said.

Yang Jian, "If someone wanted to sit on your head and shit, and you had to lick their ass, a dog would probably be happy to do it, but what do you think would happen if it were a wolf?"

Ye Feng smiled and said, "That's how society is. If you rise too fast, you'll be pushed down. Otherwise, how can you face those who worked so hard to finally get to shit on your head? Actually, dogs and wolves are the same. You have to be a dog first, and then it's your turn to be a wolf. You can't just do whatever you want. Otherwise, wouldn't the world be in chaos?"

"You're saying that I've become Ghost Tamer, able to control even ghosts, and have barely survived three or four supernatural events, yet I still have to abide by your bullshit rules?" Yang Jian sneered mockingly.

"Yes, you can't escape this circle." Ye Feng said, "You've only been jumping around in Dachang City for a little over a month. You don't understand how terrifying the world of Ghost Tamer is. Compared to those top Ghost Tamer, you're still far behind. You think controlling two ghosts is the limit? Do you know how many ghosts the number one Ghost Tamer in Asia has controlled?"

Yang Jian's expression hardened upon hearing this.

As expected, the previous guess was correct. The Ghost Tamer's control of two ghosts only prolonged the time for the vengeful spirits to revive. However, in order to continue living, the ghost tamer had to find new vengeful spirit power to maintain the balance of the ghosts within the body.

"Are you trying to scare me with this?" Yang Jian said coldly.

"No, you've survived this long, so you must have guts. I don't need to scare you. I just want to teach you a lesson. You think joining the Ghost Tamer Headquarters is glamorous? It's just hard labor. There's some room for advancement, but the chances of dying are too high. Joining a club, sticking together, building your own power, and carving out your own territory is the future trend."

Ye Feng said, "As long as you live long enough, you can have anything you want—money, women, power. It's just that you're going further and further down the path of courting death."

"So, I'm still willing to give you another chance, as long as you're willing to rejoin the club and compensate the club for some of its losses, I can refrain from making a move today."

Yang Jian suddenly laughed, looking at him as if he were a fool.

Do you take me for an idiot?

"What?" Ye Feng's smile gradually froze.

Yang Jian, "Trying to trick me into surrendering and admitting defeat? Who do you think you are? You also control two ghosts. How confident are you in killing me in a fight? Besides, you trespassed on my territory, killed my friends, and even devised a Three-Stage Hunt Plan for me. In the end, I'm supposed to admit defeat to you? What do you take me for, a three-year-old?"

"You dog-like creatures, you must have licked other people's asses plenty of times before. I'm not willing to do it, because I don't know what youthful arrogance is. I only know that the winner takes all. I'll kill you all, wipe out the Xiaoqiang Club, and slaughter that Zhao Kaiming. From now on, Dachang City will be under my control."

As he spoke, a faint red light shone in his eyes, both ferocious and eerie.

"So there's nothing to talk about? But that's alright, at least your Ghost Domain is unusable for the time being." Ye Feng's expression was icy.

He wasn't really trying to persuade Yang Jian, but rather to buy Wang Xiaoqiang time.

At this moment, the withered finger that Wang Xiaoqiang was holding was already more than a thousand meters away.

Over such a long distance, the Ghost Domain seemed about to detach from Yang Jian's body, as if it were about to be forcibly pulled and torn apart.

But no, it didn't happen.

The withered finger that Wang Xiaoqiang brought could only pin down Yang Jian's Ghost Domain, preventing Ghost Domain from moving easily and also limiting its range.

"Without the Ghost Domain, you've essentially crippled the abilities of one ghost. So what if you control a second ghost now?" Ye Feng said.

"You think I'm just standing here stupidly talking to you without doing anything?" Yang Jian stared at him.

Ye Feng raised an eyebrow, then suddenly realized something and turned around, shouting, "Oh no! Wang Xiaoqiang, watch out! He's coming for you!"

The sound reached Wang Xiaoqiang, who was a kilometer away, and made him pause in surprise.

The next moment.

Yang Jian's figure appeared before Wang Xiaoqiang. He opened his Ghost Eye, which emitted a faint red light, and stared coldly at the person in front of him.

"Yang Jian!" Wang Xiaoqiang's expression was somewhat ferocious.

"You actually came back to life after I killed you last time. I wonder if you can come back to life this time."

Do you really think I'm that easy to kill?

After Wang Xiaoqiang finished speaking, he forcefully tore off his scalp with both hands.

The scarlet flesh was exposed, emitting a putrid stench.

At the same time, an unfamiliar face appeared before me.

Zhang Gao decomposed, dead face.

No, it should be a highly decomposed corpse, hidden beneath Wang Xiaoqiang's skin, like a ghost wearing his human skin.

Under these circumstances, Wang Xiaoqiang was still alive and had not died from the resurrection of the vengeful ghost.

Does that ghost really enjoy hiding inside Wang Xiaoqiang's body?

Did this human and the ghost have some dirty deal going on?

"Wang Xiaoqiang, stop! Are you trying to hurt me?" Ye Feng shouted again, trying to stop him.

He was confident he could handle Yang Jian on his own, but if Wang Xiaoqiang released the ghost from his body, the situation would be different.

That ghost doesn't distinguish between friend and foe; who knows if it might help Yang Jian against him?

Wang Xiaoqiang was slightly taken aback when he heard Ye Feng's words.

He grabbed his scalp with both hands and slipped it over the rotting human head, not wanting to release the ghost and cause trouble at this moment.

But Yang Jian would never do as he wished.

Just as Wang Xiaoqiang's scalp was about to cover the rotting human face, a black shadow stood in front of him.

It was cold and eerie.

The ghostly figure appeared and grabbed Wang Xiaoqiang's scalp, then pulled him backward repeatedly.

"Damn it, Yang Jian, stop!" Wang Xiaoqiang's face was stretched distorted, and he felt as if his flesh was about to be torn off.

He was both angry and furious, wanting to resist but not daring to.

"I think the ghost inside you should come out and get some fresh air," Yang Jian said coldly.

How could he allow Wang Xiaoqiang to cause trouble? Dealing with this guy first, and then dealing with Ye Feng, was the right choice.

Otherwise, it would be very difficult for him to deal with two people by himself.

Ah~!

Wang Xiaoqiang screamed in agony, feeling the skin on his neck being torn apart.

Without bones, resembling a human skin mask, he was still alive and could still feel the pain in his body.

The Zhang Gao decomposed human head was exposed once again.

This is a ghost that is about to be released.

"It's no use yelling. I'm taking your face today." Yang Jian wasn't going to let Wang Xiaoqiang off the hook.

As the ghostly figure tugged, the skin around Wang Xiaoqiang's neck continued to tear, and with a miserable scream, the entire scalp covering the dead man's head, along with his entire face, was ripped off.

The human skin face that belongs to Wang Xiaoqiang.

However, Yang Jian did not believe that this would kill him.

He had tried to take Wang Xiaoqiang's head last time, but failed and survived.

The only solution is to completely destroy Wang Xiaoqiang's human face.

The devil can't kill you.

A normal human face is easily destroyed.

"Yang Jian, this is going too far! How dare you act recklessly here?"

However, at that moment, Ye Feng arrived. He grabbed the ghostly figure and coldly stared at Yang Jian, trying to take back Wang Xiaoqiang's human skin face.

This Wang Xiaoqiang ghost isn't very powerful, but he's very good at protecting himself.

He really can't be killed by ordinary means.

After all, it's a ghost in human skin.

"You've got some nerve grabbing that thing with your bare hands." Yang Jian looked at the ghost being grabbed, not surprised, but rather somewhat mocking.

This thing is very strange.

He can control anyone's body, and he can control any ghost.

Yang Jian carefully controlled the ghostly shadow, not daring to let it possess a ghost's body.

Otherwise, the suppression of the Ghost Eye would likely fail immediately.

The next moment.

The black shadow quickly merged into Ye Feng's palm.

If he succeeds, he'll just be a manipulated zombie walking around.

However, the ghost failed.

The black shadow was slowly squeezed out, as if thick ink, but it couldn't invade his body.

"I've already experienced your ghostly abilities quite a bit, but you probably don't know what my ghost is like yet. I haven't introduced myself yet. I am Ye Feng, the Ghost Robe." Ye Feng's smile was eerie and chilling, like a malevolent ghost gradually revealing itself.

He took off his coat.

He was wearing a strange shroud with the characters "" written on it, but it was stained with blood and someone didn't know what had penetrated it.

But one thing is certain: these clothes are definitely not for human wear.

"Ghost clothes?" Yang Jian couldn't help but take a step back.

His attack failed.

The eerie burial shroud seemed to protect him from other vengeful ghosts.

However, there are no harmless evil spirits in this world, and while this shroud protected him, it must have also had some serious consequences.

However, the consequences were borne by his second ghost.

I just don't know what Ye Feng's second ghost is.