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Chapter 709 Consequences of tearing up the letter

Chapter 709 Consequences of tearing up letters (asking for subscription, asking for collection, asking for monthly ticket, asking for recommendation ticket)

dead?
It's that simple?Killed the two of them silently.

This unimaginable method can almost be said to make the hairs of everyone present stand on end, and cold sweat broke out from behind.

Can you tell the truth about what the messenger from the first floor said just now?

At this moment, no one dared to ignore what Wang Shan said just now. In a sense, this terrible and terrifying method was no different from a ghost, and it was not something they could fight against.

Everyone looked at Su Yuan in confusion and fear.

At this time, Yang Jian had stretched out his palm and took the red letter away.

Immediately, a cold breeze blew.

On the wall in the corridor, black ink-like handwriting emerged, crooked, revealing a bit of weirdness.

The letter quest is triggered.

Room 7, Building 301, Mingyue Community, Dachuan City.
The handwriting came together and left an address.

However, things did not end here.

Under the threat of Su Yuan, the other messengers did not dare to act rashly and could only watch Yang Jian take the letter.

But Yang Jian's behavior was beyond everyone's expectations. There was a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, and then under the eyes of everyone, he tore up the red letter in front of him.

Although this is a supernatural letter, it is no different from an ordinary letter.

It was easily torn apart.

"No."

Immediately someone nearby understood Yang Jian's intention and wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

Because he acted very decisively and tore them up thoroughly, completely refusing to give these people a chance.

Of course, they couldn't stop Yang Jian from tearing up the letter.

"My God, he tore up the letter!"

"It's over, we're all over!"

"Damn it, he wanted to die himself, why did he drag us to die together!"

"No, I don't want to die..."

Immediately, someone roared, the fear of death even suppressed the fear of Su Yuan, and roared loudly at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's behavior was beyond their comprehension.

Because shredding the letter is equivalent to completing a letter delivery mission directly.

But this comes at a huge cost.

The messenger is about to be attacked by a ghost, and such an attack is regardless of the occasion, time, or location.

But ordinary people can't stop such an attack at all.

For them, sending letters still has many possibilities to survive.

If you shred the letter, you will die.

"You two lunatics, you want to die yourself, why did you drag us into the water, do you know that after shredding the letter, it will attract ghosts to attack, so none of us can survive!"

"Don't talk nonsense, we are helping you!"

Su Yuan calmly explained: "Don't you think the delivery of each letter is really too slow? It's better to take a shortcut, the red letter can let the whole floor of one person go upstairs directly, you should ask Thank you for that!"

Then we really thank you!

Su Yuan's words made the messengers feel extremely aggrieved.

For them, the less letters they deliver, the safer it is. Being involved in the ghost post office does not mean that the faster the floor is raised, the better it is.

Before you have the corresponding strength, the faster you climb, the faster you will die.

Because the higher the floor, the more difficult it is to send letters, relatively speaking, the chance of death will also increase.

Messengers like them on the second floor, once forcibly promoted to the third floor, and then go to the third floor to complete the mission, I am afraid that they will not even know how to die.

However, this kind of problem cannot be clearly explained to Su Yuan, a murderous person, which really makes people feel extremely aggrieved.

But there are also those who are not afraid of death. They seem to be stimulated and lose their minds. They shouted at the two: "Who wants your help? Did you ask for our consent? Now everyone is killed by you!"

"so what?"

Yang Jian looked calm: "For you, the result is the same, sending the letter is death, not sending the letter is also death, death is not the same everywhere, left and right are dead, why bother to go outside and cause trouble for others? "

"Also, are you rushing to deliver this kind of red letter?"

These people were speechless because of what Yang Jian said, because with the difficulty of the red letter, it is estimated that one of the messengers on the second floor would die, and it would be impossible to complete it. They're pretty much the same.

But for this answer, some people are still dissatisfied.

Because the interval between the courier delivery tasks on the second floor has been extended, only one letter needs to be delivered a month.

And downstairs is seven days.

The sufficient time limit is the reason why there are more messengers on the second floor than on the first floor.

But this kind of behavior of the two is completely equivalent to putting them directly in danger.

It's just that neither Su Yuan nor Yang Jian cared about the life and death of these messengers.

No matter in terms of weighing the pros and cons, or from any aspect, it is better to kill all the messengers on the second floor than to have supernatural events happen outside.

At the same time, unusual situations also appeared.

The dim lights in the corridor flickered slightly.

A cold, dark atmosphere is rapidly spreading from downstairs at this moment.

However, at this moment, a loud noise suddenly appeared.

The doors of the rooms on the second floor were all opened at this moment, and an invisible spiritual force began to interfere with the surroundings.

The price of shredding the letter appears, and the ghost will attack all the messengers on this floor today.

Suddenly, the messengers felt uneasy, only Su Yuan and Yang Jian were calm.

Su Yuan turned his head to look at the corridor, only to feel a cold wind blowing from nowhere, causing the red letters and confetti that were torn up by Yang Jian and scattered on the ground to be blown up, scattered all over the floor .

The red shreds of paper seemed to be attached to them at the moment, and all the messengers on the second floor felt like avoiding them, and they didn't even dare to touch them, for fear of being infected with some kind of curse, and then die unexpectedly.

The lights in the corridor were flickering, and the air was shrouded in a gloomy and cold atmosphere. The surroundings seemed to have become a little dark, and a black mist gradually eroded and covered this floor.

It's not a good sign that the ghosts are coming.

what! ”

However, just as the atmosphere was tense, a terrified cry suddenly resounded.

A man standing in the corridor suddenly seemed to be pulled by something, and the whole person flew backwards, just crashing into the room with the open door behind him.

The room with the lights turned off was dim, even a little dark, and nothing could be seen.

But many people clearly felt that something seemed to appear in that room, and some kind of incomprehensible horror was entrenched in it.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the door of the room was suddenly closed again, and the screams of the man who was dragged inside stopped abruptly.

It seems that the person has been killed by something, or the closed door cuts off all the sounds inside.

(End of this chapter)

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