Mysterious Revival

"Find Yang Jian. Do not startle the snake by hitting the grass before his presence is detected. Anyone who might leak information or draw Yang Jian’s attention should be killed immediately. The operation must succeed on the first try; there will be no second chance. Remember, he is an extremely dangerous person. We can only take him by surprise and must kill him with a single blow."

Wang Xiaoqiang wore a serious expression as he walked along the residential complex’s pathways with more than twenty professionals in tow.

The only ghost controllers were him and Ye Feng.

The others were ordinary people, but even as ordinary people, they had undergone professional training. They might not handle paranormal incidents, but they had successfully dealt with a number of ghost controllers.

Compared to ghosts, humans were still much more fragile.

Moreover, each person was equipped with specially made weapons, all of them were elites from the underworld, and just mobilizing these people had cost Wang Xiaoqiang a total of two hundred million.

Of course, compared to the cost of asking Ye Feng to make a move, these two hundred million were considered less.

After arriving at the residential complex, the group quickly dispersed.

Some disguised themselves as tourists, others as prospective buyers, and some as workers of the complex.

Twenty-odd people spread out in such a large complex were hardly noticeable.

"Let them find Yang Jian, and I’ll stay out of sight for now. It would be best if they can handle it," Ye Feng said with a smile, standing to the side and smoking without a hint of anxiety.

Wang Xiaoqiang said, "I’d also be very pleased to see things go smoothly."

Not having a direct confrontation was also to his own benefit.

Wang Xiaoqiang had experienced Yang Jian’s Ghost Domain and knew he was a tough opponent.

However, most people who possessed a Ghost Domain had one fatal flaw: their own bodies were extremely fragile.

Such abilities were special and the cost of using them was great. Accordingly, the time it took for a vengeful ghost to revive would be shorter, and the individual might even be just an ordinary person. As long as one used the right method, killing them might not be as difficult as imagined.

Soon after.

A few special personnel found the new sales office through inquiries.

"If Yang Jian lives here, the sales office staff will definitely know," said a woman with a somewhat foreign appearance.

Her name was Daisy, a mixed-race mercenary. Because the environment overseas was not conducive to her career, she chose to come to Asia and joined a company to become someone specialized in hunting ghost controllers.

"First, get the location, then implement the plan. Follow the steps, and the chances of the target surviving won’t exceed 30 percent. I’ve looked at Yang Jian’s information, he’s just a student with little practical experience, making it easy to succeed," a man named Kong Feng said.

A person next to him laughed, "What? Big Boss Kong, are you going to implement your so-called Three-Phase Hunt? The name sounds intimidating, but I wonder how effective it is."

"Just cooperate with the plan and stop blabbering," the man named Kong Feng said sharply: "Still cracking jokes now, but if the plan fails, we all die. Do you really think this money is easy to earn? You should realize what kind of person our opponent is."

"You’re the commander of this operation, so it’s your call," the person shrugged, appearing indifferent.

A few of them arrived at the sales office.

The sales staff immediately greeted them warmly: "Are you here to view properties?"

"I’ll just look around for now," Kong Feng said.

It was at this moment that the other two members began to probe the sales office staff for Yang Jian’s whereabouts.

Ordinarily, Yang Jian’s location should have been confirmed before they even arrived, but since the entire residential complex didn’t have surveillance cameras yet, they couldn’t use technological means to find him.

"Those people are strange, they don’t seem like they’re here to buy houses."

Inside a nearby office, Jiang Yan, working behind a glass door, glanced at them and then spoke up.

"Jiang, the big beauty, how can you tell they’re not here to buy property? That woman looks foreign, and they’re all dressed formally, looking like they’ve got money," a female colleague said with a laugh, her tone mixed with flattery and sycophancy.

It was no secret in the sales office that the newly arrived Jiang Yan was Yang Jian’s person.

And Yang Jian was one of the big bosses of Guanjiang Residential Complex.

To the ordinary staff, Jiang Yan naturally held an extraordinary status and identity.

"Formal, yes, but they give off the vibe of bodyguards, a bit too stern and stiff," Jiang Yan said: "I bet those people are definitely not here to buy houses. They’re probably troublemakers."

"Who would come make trouble here in broad daylight?" her colleague shook her head in disbelief: "And even if they’re here to make trouble, who would do such a boring thing?"

"Maybe they were sent by Boss Qin and Boss Qian," Jiang Yan speculated.

Through managing Yang Jian’s shares and assets, she had found out about Yang Jian and Zhang Xiangu conspiring to buy the other two bosses’ properties at the lowest price.

If there were no underhand dealings involved, she wouldn’t believe it.

Given what she knew about Yang Jian, those two bosses must have been coerced, and they certainly wouldn’t take things lying down afterward.

"You’re just making wild guesses. Don’t overthink it," she was told.

Jiang Yan felt the comment made sense and continued with her work, not thinking further. Perhaps after spending so much time with Yang Jian, she had become a bit sensitive.

"By the way, I heard there’s someone named Yang Jian who bought property here at a really cheap price. Is that true?" Daisy asked in passable Chinese with a smile to one of the sales staff.

"You mean President Yang? He doesn’t need to buy a house here; nearly half of this complex belongs to him," the salesperson said enviously. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Daisy said, "Oh, then where does Yang Jian live?"

"What do you need this information for?" the salesperson asked.

"Just asking, I was referred by President Yang," Daisy lied.

The salesperson looked at the mixed-blood beauty and had no other suspicions, "President Yang lives in the original sales office, which has now been transformed into a manor villa, but I’m not sure if President Yang is there."

"Is that so? Thank you for your help."

"All set, Yang Jian is very likely in the original sales office."

Soon, a message was sent out.

Immediately, operatives scattered throughout the community began to converge towards the location where Yang Jian was.

Kong Feng saw that the message had been asked, and then found an excuse to leave with the other two.

But just as they were leaving.

A young man came over with a phone in his hand, filming and talking, "Bros, no kidding, this is our sales office, big enough, eh? Any bros from Dachang City? Welcome to buy a house at Guanjiang Residential Complex, mentioning Zhang Wei’s name will get you a discount."

"It’s supposed to be ’retarded discount’, Brother Wai get lost, I want to see Brother Tui."

"Is Brother Tui there, Brother Tui? I have a big deal I want to discuss with you."

"Brother Wai’s butt is so perky and white, the kid next door is crying with envy."

"Boss, this guy is live streaming..." One of them saw Zhang Wei filming with his phone and his face changed; he looked at Kong Feng.

The operation could be exposed, and the company would bear the consequences, but their faces could not be revealed, or it would lead to serious trouble for themselves.

"Don’t mind him," Kong Feng glanced swiftly and walked right past Zhang Wei.

But at this moment, Zhang Wei turned around and followed with his phone, "Don’t rush, bros, I’m heading to Brother Tui’s place now and will show you the big treasure at Brother Tui’s home. Remember to double-tap and follow, eh."

"Boss, he’s following us," Daisy said, "It looks like he’s also going to Yang Jian’s place. He might be a friend of Yang Jian."

"Kong Feng, I’ve confirmed it over here, Yang Jian is inside the villa," a message came through the wireless earpiece.

Kong Feng immediately gave the order: "Ah Hai, deal with him, don’t let him disrupt our plan."

"No problem."

The operative called Ah Hai smiled and promptly turned to approach Zhang Wei who was following behind.

"Fellas, I’m not lying to you, Brother Tui really has a big treasure; it’s freaking amazing and will bring you an unexpected joy," Zhang Wei told the livestream.

He decided to let these country bumpkins on the internet get a glimpse of the Ghost Mirror.

He believed it was going to be very interesting.

"Friend, are you live streaming?" Ah Hai said with a smile as he patted Zhang Wei’s shoulder.

"What do you want?" Zhang Wei said.

At that moment, Ah Hai quickly snatched the phone out of Zhang Wei’s hands and immediately smashed it on the ground, shattering it to pieces.

"F*ck, you dare to mess with me, Brother Wai? Think I’m a pushover? Believe it or not, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ah Hai covered Zhang Wei’s mouth and a sharp dagger stabbed into his neck.

"Shh, keep it down, it’s okay, relax, you’ll be fine after a little sleep," Ah Hai said with a smile, comforting Zhang Wei while dragging his body into the nearby bushes.

Before long.

Ah Hai shook off the blood from his dagger and walked out looking relaxed.

Dealing with a regular person was hardly a challenge for him.

"Is it done?"

Kong Feng checked his watch, "If so, then quickly start preparing the Phase Three Hunt Plan."

"Damn, someone dares to mess with Brother Wai, think I don’t have a weapon?"

But in the next moment, Zhang Wei crawled out of the bushes, his neck spraying blood, while he fired a handgun at Ah Hai repeatedly.

"Be careful, he has a gun!" Daisy exclaimed in shock.

Ah Hai turned just in time to take several hits.

Such a short distance would make it easy for even the lousiest novice to hit their target.

"I’ll kill you! Think Brother Wai can’t handle a gun? I’ve wiped out teams with a pistol..." Before Zhang Wei could finish, he collapsed to the ground again, his body convulsed, and he slowly ceased to breathe.

In that moment, Ah Hai also thudded to the ground, panting heavily, his face void of pain, only sweating profusely, trembling.

"Damn it, wasn’t he dead already? And why did he still have a gun?" Daisy was both angry and annoyed, not understanding why Zhang Wei had suddenly come back to life with a gun.

After examining Ah Hai’s wounds, things looked very bad...

"A flicker of life before death, not strange, after all he was killed with a cold weapon, it is normal not to die immediately. Moreover, the gun in this man’s hands was specially made, designed to counter ghost controllers, it must have been given to him by Yang Jian. I’ve warned him not to be careless, now he’s capsized in the ditch."

Kong Feng’s face darkened.

To have a member killed by an ordinary person was a terrible way to start. Furthermore, the gunshot could potentially disrupt their plan.

"Just hide the body a bit, forget about Ah Hai, he’s been shot three times straight to the chest, beyond saving."