Fishing?
A bad feeling welled up in their hearts. Although they had considered this issue before, hearing Yang Jian say it out loud still sent chills down their spines.
Indeed.
This Yang Jian had not acted for a long time, continuously pressuring Boss He to force them all out of hiding.
By this point, there was no turning back.
Yang Jian had already arrived, Sun Ren had made an appearance, and Lok Sheng had entered the scene⊠Retreating now would only be a death sentence, and taking action despite their fears might still give them a chance.
The few exchanged secret glances, seeing a resolute determination in each otherâs eyes.
âTeam Yang, letâs not be so confrontational. How about I act as a mediator and help resolve this issue? Weâre all ghost tamers here, surviving is already difficult. The malevolent spirits in these supernatural events are our true enemies. You know the current situation; survival is tough enough. Fighting amongst ourselves would be foolish.â
Lok Sheng smiled and hurriedly tried to ease the tense atmosphere.
According to their previous plan, they intended to act together to forcibly delay Yang Jian for a few seconds, then swiftly retreat, hanging the 707 door number outside to trap him within.
However, they must not arouse the opponentâs suspicion before acting.
For this plan to succeed, they needed to strike first.
But under current circumstances, success was absolutely impossible.
âLok Sheng, you know what youâre thinking. Donât think you can fool anyone. Saying those words here is insulting. Do you really think youâre the only smart person in the world, and everyone else is an idiot?â Yang Jian said coldly as he looked at him.
âTo say the least, you have a fugitive like Sun Ren sitting here, and not only do you not care, but you also want to talk to me about reconciliation? Are you brain-dead? Trying to reconcile as a person in charge with a fugitive?â
Lok Shengâs face turned grim immediately.
It was the first time someone had insulted him like this, especially as he was also a cityâs person in charge.
âYang Jian, stop calling him a fugitive at every turn. What crime has Sun Ren committed?â
Sun Ren said with some resentment, âKidnapping Zhang Wei? I never intended to harm him. I only used Zhang Wei once. If I really wanted to kill him, do you think Zhang Wei would still be alive?â
âIf you were innocent, why appear in this setting instead of directly contacting me to explain? You are a ghost tamer now, surely you have means to find me, yet you didnât. You probably appeared this time to confront me, after first kidnapping Zhang Wei, then extorting a confined ghost from me, and finally becoming a ghost tamer to fight me. Do you still think youâre in the right?â Yang Jian said expressionlessly.
âIt was your wanted notice that left me no way out.â
Sun Ren stared at him, saying, âWe were classmates. You showed no mercy at all. I looked for you before and almost got killed by an evil spirit. Donât tell me you didnât know.â
âSneaking into other places without notice, you think thatâs reasonable?â
Yang Jianâs gaze turned cold, âForget it, I donât want to waste words with you. Since you showed up today, you must have been mentally prepared. Reasoning and explanations arenât important, the result is.â
âYes, the process isnât important; the result is.â Sun Ren nodded coldly in agreement.
âYang Jian, our gamble hasnât started yet. You wouldnât want to back out now, would you?â At this moment, a man named Zheng Yijing spoke up.
Yang Jian glanced at him, âI wonât back out. Tell me, what do you want to bet on?â
Zheng Yijing said directly, âA regular bet is boring and doesnât suit someone of your stature, Team Yang. Since weâre all in the supernatural circle, why not play with something from the supernatural circle?â
âA supernatural gamble, eh? Fine, but Iâll only give you one chance.â Yang Jian, confident, gestured, âHow do you want to play?â
Zheng Yijing hadnât expected Yang Jian to agree so readily. His expression shifted slightly as he quickly considered his options.
Since the opponent hadnât overturned the table immediately, it was an opportunity for them.
If they seized this chance, they might indeed be able to topple Yang Jian.
Of course, if they failed, they would face Yang Jianâs dreadful attack.
Sun Ren glanced at Zheng Yijing, signaling him with his eyes.
He felt it was time to bring out Room 707.
Zheng Yijing understood, immediately saying, âIn the Daxing Entertainment City, there is a mysterious room, Room 707. Itâs said that no one who enters that room has ever come out. Weâll use that room as the gamble. If you can enter and exit that room, we lose. Conversely, if you canât come out, thenâŠ.â
Lok Shengâs expression flickered, watching Yang Jian intently.
Was this trap so obvious that Yang Jian would really agree?
Though hoping otherwise, in reality, he wished Yang Jian would agree to this gamble, as it would mean Yang Jian entering Room 707 without any cost to them.
âLooks like youâve prepared well, a room people canât come out of alive? Interesting. Iâll accept this gamble,â Yang Jian said.
âReally?â Zheng Yijing himself couldnât believe Yang Jian would agree so easily.
But then Yang Jian added, âI accept the gamble, but since itâs a gamble, it must be fair for both sides. I can risk entering Room 707, but what are you wagering against my life? Donât mention Boss Heâs life; itâs not enough. Without enough stakes, you donât even have the qualification to continue playing with me.â
âThisâŠ.â Zheng Yijing was put in a difficult position.
Yang Jianâs words were trueâwhat did they have to wager against him?
Lok Sheng also frowned.
âIf you win, Room 707 will be yours.â Sun Ren spoke up at this point.
Yang Jian sneered, âThe result would be the same if I killed you all.â
Sun Renâs face turned dark and he fell silent.
âIt doesnât matter if you donât have the stakes to gamble with me; just change the rules. Weâll all enter Room 707 together, and only those who come out alive will be the winners.â
With these words, their expressions changed instantly; rather, they hesitated internally.
They didnât dare enter the ominous Room 707.
That room truly housed an evil spirit, and being trapped inside would mean a gruesome death.
âNo need to overthink it, itâs settled. Where is room 707? I said, youâll only get one chance, there wonât be a second.â Yang Jian glanced at the others.
Zheng Yijing looked troubled, caught in a dilemma. He looked at Sun Ren, âHe knows where room 707 is.â
Sun Renâs eyes flickered uncertainly.
He wanted to kill Yang Jian, but lacked the courage for a mutual destruction; he was struggling and hesitating inside.
âAre you hesitating?â
Yang Jian mocked, âMakes sense, it fits your character. Cowardly and afraid of death. You wouldnât dare to risk your life with me unless you had no choice.â
âYang Jian, I know youâre ruthless, but Iâm not the same as before. You want to play, right? Iâll play with you. Room 707 is right here.â Sun Ren said coldly, slowly taking out an old doorplate.
It had the numbers 707 written in black.
âA doorplate?â Yang Jian squinted his eyes, looking at the doorplate.
It felt familiar.
Like heâd seen it somewhere before.
Right, isnât this the doorplate from those bizarre rooms in the Caesar Grand Hotel?
âHow do you use it?â Yang Jian asked without showing emotion.
âHang it behind the door, and this place will become the new deadly room 707.â Sun Ren explained.
As soon as he finished speaking.
The doorplate in Sun Renâs hand immediately vanished and appeared in Yang Jianâs hand.
âYouâŠâ Everyone tensed up, staring at him intently.
Lok Sheng was so startled that he stood up directly, instinctively ready to act.
Yang Jian casually tossed the item aside, âHe Yuelian, right? Take this thing and hang it behind the door, letâs start this gamble.â
He Yuelian took the doorplate, somewhat shocked, a bit nervous, and a little scared.
She looked at the few people sitting before the table, afraid to act rashly.
âBoss He, Iâll handle this.â Boss He volunteered immediately.
Yang Jian didnât even look, responding coldly, âThe moment you step outside, Iâll kill you myself.â
Boss He immediately halted, a cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
âWhat are you standing there for, if you donât want to go, stay here,â Yang Jian snapped.
âI, Iâll go.â He Yuelian snapped back to reality with a jolt, hastily taking the doorplate and walking out.
Everyone watched her leave, their hearts in their throats.
Should we stop her?
Thereâs still time to act.
Once the doorplate is hung, itâs all too late, not only trapping Yang Jian but also dooming ourselves here.
They quickly exchanged glances.
âYou can stop her, but the moment you act, it means youâre cheating, overturning the stakes of the gamble. And I wonât give you a second chance.â Yang Jian reminded.
âCanât act.â
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After hearing that, everyone had the same thought in mind.
If they acted to stop He Yuelian, it meant Yang Jian would retaliate, making things worse.
Squeak!
He Yuelian walked out of the VIP room, and the door gently closed.
Soon, it was quiet outside.
But everyoneâs hearts were still caught in suspense.
Moments later.
There were some noises from behind the door, suggesting that He Yuelian was hanging the doorplate.
âI want to get out of here, I donât want to go crazy with you.â At this moment, a man named Zhang Wei couldnât take the pressure any longer, shouted, and rushed madly towards the door.
He didnât want to die here.
So what if they trapped Yang Jian?
He would still die.
He came to make money, not to die.
Bang!
Yet in the next moment, Zhang Wei crashed heavily against the door.
The wooden door didnât move an inch, showing no sign of damage, and the outside was eerily silent.
Only echoes bounced around the empty room.
It seemed he was a step too late⊠room 707 had already arrived.
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