Ye Zhen

Having survived numerous supernatural events, Yang Jian's alertness, regardless of his abilities, far surpassed that of ordinary Ghost Tamer in his ability to react instantly to such situations. He was given less than a minute before he subdued Luo Suyī two, and that was only because they held back.

Otherwise, Yang Jian could have taken care of these three people in ten seconds.

Luo Suyī that moment.

He thought that since they were all Ghost Tamer, even if Yang Jian controlled two or even three ghosts, the three of them coming together wouldn't make much difference.

Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, two of their three would be restrained?

Although Huang Fei was temporarily unharmed, it was clear that Yang Jian had deliberately kept him behind for questioning; otherwise, Huang Fei, being the weakest of the three, would not have escaped unscathed.

When Huang Fei heard that Yang Jian had given him five minutes to explain, he hurriedly said, "The three of us are members of the Supernatural Forum. We came to Dachang City just to meet you, not to oppose you. What happened just now was a misunderstanding. We didn't know where you lived, we only knew that you were in the same neighborhood, so we had Lin Luomei use a little trick."

"If you don't believe me, you can go to the Ghost Tamer Headquarters and ask. Our Supernatural Forum members are registered with the Ghost Tamer Headquarters; we're not some illegal organization."

"Yang Jian, can you release them first? They're going to die if this continues. You don't want to see several Ghost Tamer die here, do you? It wouldn't be good if the ghosts inside them escaped and caused trouble here."

Yang Jian looked at him and said, "Is this a threat to me?"

Huang Fei, sweating profusely, said anxiously, "No, no, no, I didn't mean that, please don't misunderstand."

"A member of Supernatural Forum?"

Yang Jian thought for a moment, but had never heard of it.

It must be some kind of grassroots Ghost Tamer organization, similar to the Xiaoqiang Club.

"What is your purpose in coming here? If you simply want to meet me, then all three of you can die today. No one goes to someone else's turf to meet someone in the middle of the night."

Yang Jian glanced at Lin Luomei, who was almost suffocating and had her eyes rolling back in her head, but he had no intention of letting her go.

Seeing this, Huang Fei knew that Yang Jian was not the kind of person who could be persuaded with a few words. After all, who would listen to an explanation while simultaneously committing murder?

If this doesn't satisfy him, then after I finish speaking, both Luo Suyī and Lin Luomei will really be dead.

The person in charge doesn't even need to report killing Ghost Tamer like them who lack legitimate identities; no one will investigate.

This is one of the privileges.

"The administrator of our Supernatural Forum wants to talk to you." Huang Fei didn't bother to give a reason, took out a cell phone and hurriedly dialed a number, then held it out to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's eyes flickered, and the phone appeared in his hand the next moment.

After dialing the number, he didn't wait for the so-called administrator to speak before immediately saying, "I'm Ghost Eye Yang Jian. Your people were disturbing my sleep late at night, and now they're in my hands. I'll give you ten minutes to transfer one billion to my account. If you can do it, I'll give you face and let them go. If you can't, prepare to collect their corpses."

After saying that, he crushed the phone and threw it on the ground.

What kind of call is this?

Not only was Huang Fei dumbfounded, but even Luo Suyī was being choked and unable to move, widened his eyes.

Yang Jian didn't speak, but simply took a few steps forward while holding Luo Suyī in one hand, reached out and grabbed a ghost rope, then pulled it back.

The next moment, the countless ghost ropes hanging down in the Ghost Domain began to disappear rapidly. In just a short while, the ropes that had been falling earlier vanished from everyone's sight as if they were an illusion.

Lin Luomei, who had been nearly strangled to death by the ghost rope, fell to the ground, her head spinning, and she didn't recover for a long time.

At this very moment.

The top floor of a skyscraper in Dahai City.

In a conference room, a young man in his early twenties, dressed casually, named Ye Zhen, the administrator of Supernatural Forum, was taken aback upon receiving the call.

He thought it was Luo Suyī calling to inform them of some news, but to his surprise, it was an unfamiliar voice that spoke first, and the person identified himself as Yang Jian, the Dachang City Manager.

"What are they doing? That guy Yang Jian asked me for 1 billion yuan out of the blue. Is he threatening me?" Ye Zhen frowned.

A middle-aged man in a suit standing nearby said in a deep voice, "A test. This is Ghost Eye Yang Jian testing our Supernatural Forum."

"What do you mean?" Ye Zhen asked.

"His words contained three pieces of information: first, Huang Fei, Luo Suyī, and Lin Luomei were in his hands; second, there was a billion yuan; and third, he told us to transfer the money within ten minutes but didn't give us a bank account number."

Ye Zhen said, "So I think this Yang Jian has something wrong with his head. This guy is provoking me. He dared to touch my people, and I will never let him off the hook. Book me a plane ticket to Dachang City, and I will go there tomorrow to kill him."

The middle-aged man's lips twitched. "You're the one who's got a problem with your head."

However, he didn't dare say this aloud. Instead, he explained seriously, "This Yang Jian is very smart. To stand out in Asia and solve S-class paranormal events is indeed remarkable. His demand for 1 billion is a test of our financial strength. Anyone who can pay 1 billion in ten minutes must have considerable power. And the fact that he won't give us his bank account number is a test of our ability. Having money isn't enough; we also need the ability to find out some of his personal information."

"The three people who fell into his hands are his bargaining chips, Yang Jian's bargaining chips. If we can't take this plate, Yang Jian will think that the so-called Supernatural Forum is nothing but a low-class thing, and he won't need to worry about Huang Fei, Luo Suyī, and Lin Luomei who came to his door. He can just kill them without hesitation."

"On the contrary, if we can meet the requirements, Yang Jian will release the three of them. After all, any force that can resolve this kind of matter within ten minutes must have some weight. Even Ghost Tamer Eye, the most popular Ghost Eye Tamer right now, is unwilling to offend us for such a trivial matter."

"So, money is secondary; the main thing is to demonstrate our strength. Of course, we still have to give Ghost Eye Yang Jian face, since we went to their territory and disturbed them. It would be unreasonable not to show some appreciation."

Looking at the brightly lit metropolis through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Ye Zhen couldn't help but sigh, "Now that you mention it, Yang Jian truly has the air of a powerful figure. I admire him. Forget about killing him; I'm definitely befriending him. Hurry up and send the money. But remember, I'm not afraid of him. You must know that we have no rivals ahead."

The middle-aged man's lips twitched as he turned and left the meeting room. If he hadn't had no other choice, he really wouldn't want to work for this delusional young man.

"Number one in Asia, truly lonely as snow. This world will soon be free from suffering because of me." Ye Zhen stood with his hands behind his back, overlooking the metropolis, and sighed.

Meanwhile, in a rest pavilion in the Guangjiang Residential Area of Dachang City.

Yang Jian sat on the stone bench, quietly waiting for the ten minutes to pass.

Beside him, Luo Suyī, Lin Luomei, and Huang Fei sat on the ground, trembling with fear, not daring to move.

No, it's not that I'm afraid to move, it's that my body is completely immobile.

It felt as if someone had taken over my body and replaced me.

The only thing that might still remain normal is one's own consciousness.

They had all heard Yang Jian's previous phone call.

Transferring 1 billion yuan to his account within ten minutes sounds like extortion; it's like risking the lives of three people to blackmail the administrator.

I wonder if the administrator will agree?

If they disagree, wouldn't the three of them really die here?

The more they thought about it, the more desperate they felt. If they had known that contacting Yang Jian would be so dangerous, they wouldn't have taken on this mission; they would have preferred to deal with supernatural events instead.

Yang Jian, however, was not in a hurry. He simply looked at the time on his phone and quietly waited for the result.

The middle-aged man next to Ye Zhen's analysis was correct.

Yang Jian were indeed a test, but also a demonstration of his own strength.

The paranormal events in Dachang City have only been over for less than ten days. As the protagonist of this globally shocking S-class incident, Yang Jian is caught in the vortex of the storm. If he cannot gain a foothold, there will only be endless troubles to come.

He had no power; before the incident, he was just an insignificant Ghost Tamer in Asia.

Now that he's suddenly caught in an invisible storm, what he needs to do is neither hide away nor act recklessly, but rather cover himself with thorns to protect himself.

The world is too vast, and there are too many Ghost Tamer. Yang Jian doesn't think that he's invincible just because he solved this Starvation Ghost Incident with a clever trick.

He's been researching these past few days.

At least three S-class paranormal events have occurred globally: the Ghost Temple Incident in an island nation, the California Terror Incident, and the European Art Museum Incident.

However, this should now be considered the Starvation Ghost Incident in Dachang City, Asia.

However, putting this incident aside, all three previous incidents were surprisingly resolved.

Unbelievable.

Without those coffin nails, these foreigners are incredibly abnormal; they can handle S-class paranormal events, and even resolve them in their early stages.

Yang Jian knew very well what this meant.

Just as he was thinking...

Ding-dong!

His phone received a text message announcing a transfer of one billion yuan into his mother's bank account.

Because he had joined the Headquarters, Yang Jian's information was kept confidential. However, the people on the Supernatural Forum were still clever enough to find his mother's identity information and make a remittance.

"Eight minutes and forty-two seconds."

Yang Jian pondered for a moment, then noted down the time.

Excluding the time spent on the call and making the decision, this means that the Supernatural Forum managed to transfer 1 billion yuan within five minutes and find out his family's identity information.

Then I remembered that Huang Fei had said before that their organization was registered with Headquarters.

This suggests that it is a large organization of Ghost Tamer whose existence is tacitly approved by the government.

"Remember, this won't happen again. If it does, it means your Supernatural Forum is going to war with me. If you want to meet me, find a middleman to introduce you. If you try to find me at night using these methods, I'll only think you're here to assassinate me."

Yang Jian left a message, stood up, gave the three of them a strange look with one of his Ghost Eye, and then turned and left.