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Chapter 51 I think about it

"Do you think he will come back? Or is he already preparing for the first mission?" The charming woman on the sofa took a sip of cigarettes and vomited a cigarette ring lightly, looking very charming.

"I don't know, wait a little longer. If I don't come back, I can only go back." The young man said indifferently.

It's their job, for their boss.

Every newcomer who enters the theater will win over the headquarters, and the two of them are the people who are responsible for winning over.

"You guys, are you waiting for me?"

A male voice suddenly rang out of the air, subconsciously, the charming woman seemed to stand up, but her big hands pressed her heavily on the spot.

"Don't move around, ghosts are not afraid of guns, but you are not ghosts." Fang Yuan said, pointing the muzzle of the pistol at the woman's head.

The young man's pupils shrank, and he didn't notice when he appeared.

"Don't be impulsive, we have no malice." Jiang Chen said with a stiff expression on the sofa.

Although Fang Yuan did not point his head on his head, just because he could appear behind him silently, his ability was definitely stronger than his.

"No malice? There were two people who said it was similar to yours before, and the bodies are still fresh now." Fang Yuan's voice was a little cold.

These people really regard themselves as soft persimmons, do they really think they have a good temper?

Thinking of it, anger arose from the heart.

He slightly shifted the muzzle by a few centimeters, pulled the trigger in his hand, and the muzzle was blazed with flames, and the bullet was instantly shot into the woman's shoulder.

“Ah~”

With a scream, Danniang's beautiful face instantly twisted into a ball, and sweat came out from her forehead, and she tried her best to prevent herself from making any noise.

Fang Yuan threw the gun on the coffee table, sat around the other side of the two, and looked at them coldly.

The woman's face was pale, with spots of blood on her face, and her long hair that reached her waist was drooping straight, making her look much more graceful, but her red lips and a bit seductive eye shadow give people the illusion of charm and slight tranquility.

The man is not as handsome as himself and is ordinary.

Fang Yuan made such a conclusion.

"Give me a good explanation, or you two will go down to accompany them." He pointed to the few corpses lying on the ground, which was really a headache.

Since he moved into the northwest, it seems that everyone who has entered this house has almost died, and only Tong Qian is still alive in Dachang City.

He was a little weird whether this room really has Feng Shui.

"good…"

Jiang Chen glanced at Dan Niang beside him and became restless.

"My name is Jiang Chen, and her name is Danniang. This time we are here by the order of President to invite you to join our organization."

Jiang Chen said truthfully.

While he also took a look at Fang Yuan from time to time, how could this man be so terrifying? From the moment he appeared, he felt an extremely powerful sense of oppression.

He has only seen this kind of oppression in the president.

"Our organization is different from the supernatural forum. Ours is one of the forces that exist in the Ghost Theater. The members only have cooperative relationships in the Ghost Theater, and our philosophy is to replace the dean of the Ghost Theater."

"It's the Ghost Theater again." Fang Yuan frowned slightly when he heard Jiang Chen's words. What kind of existence is this Ghost Theater?

Why does it seem that many ghost-controlling players are involved?

"Which floor are you on?" Fang Yuan interrupted Jiang Chen and asked.

If it only exists on the second floor, he really doesn't want to waste more time. After all, even waste like Li Shuwen can be on the second floor.

"I exist on the third floor, Danniang is on the second floor, and the president and they are on the fourth floor theater."

The fourth floor?

When Fang Yuan heard this fourth floor, he felt nervous. This ghost theater actually had a fourth floor. So what is its highest floor?

How powerful will people or evil spirits at the highest level be?

"Why should I join you?" Fang Yuan said with his eyes flashing.

"We are not specially invited to you, but we will invite every newcomer. After all, the president is going to do a grand career, and we will not give up any newcomer with potential." Jiang Chen was a little afraid to look at Fang Yuan's eyes.

Fang Yuan's right eye was a little scarlet and it seemed as if he had seen himself completely, as if he was standing naked in front of him, his whole body was full of flaws.

It is not an exaggeration to describe his eyes in one sentence, a sharp sword, a sharp eye!

"There is no special reward for joining our organization, but a group of people who want to completely resist the Ghost Theater gathered together."

"This organization is interesting." Fang Yuan narrowed his eyes and nodded in his heart.

However, what can such a group of mobs join together?

Although I have never seen the horror of the Ghost Theater, how can there be simple things related to ghosts?

Jiang Chen can reach the third level, so he must have some skills, but he just uses the ghost realm and wins by surprise.

Although he felt it was interesting, it was just interesting and could not raise his desire to join.

However, this also reminded him of it.

Why join another person's organization?

Why not create an organization yourself?

"What you mean, President and others? They mean..." Fang Yuan said, looking like he was eager to speak but stopped.

"President, vice president and two deacons." Jiang Chen said.

"You're the third floor theater?"

Jiang Chen nodded and glanced at Fang Yuan with some confusion.

“What is the difference between the third and second floors?”

"The gap is not big, it's just that the terror level has been increased. I think it's not a big problem to be on the third level after joining with your ability. We really need your joining." It seems that Jiang Chen wants to continue to convince Fang Yuan.

He also felt a little excited in his heart. After all, this source has such a high potential. If he could bring him into the organization, the president might get close to him.

Although the organization does not have any rewards, the president himself is a ghost researcher and has his own set of insights about evil spirits. Maybe he can help him overcome existing difficulties and help him control the second evil spirit!

Fang Yuan didn't say anything, but just looked at the table in front of him with some silence, as if thinking about Jiang Chen's words.

"Let's do it, go back first, and then Dan Mother follows me first. After I think about it, let her bring you information. What do you think?"

A few minutes later, Fang Yuan glanced at Dan Niang, who was pale and seemed to be about to faint, and said indifferently, while a red light flashed in her eyes.

"broken!"

When Jiang Chen heard this, his heart stumbled and his heart sank.
Chapter completed!
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