The conference room was still silent. Everyone looked at the thick black shadow behind Yang Jian with different expressions.

The head of the headquarters had a look of surprise in his eyes. As the head of the headquarters, he had certainly seen fierce ghosts and had seen others control them.

But this is the first time I have seen someone control a powerful ghost so easily.

Fang Shiming withdrew his gaze from Yang Jian. Yang Jian was not a simple person. With this single operation, Yang Jian left a bad influence on everyone's hearts.

Yang Jian didn't care about those scrutinizing eyes. After feeling the supernatural power on his body, the ghost became more terrifying and seemed to have some other abilities.

It seems to be about memory, which is really interesting.

Yang Jian looked at the reflective conference table, and the shadows under his feet swayed slightly.

Ye Zhen leaned back on the chair boredly, his eyes lingering on Wei Jing and Wang Chaling intentionally or unintentionally.

Feeling the slightly restrained gaze, Wei Jing's face was expressionless and unmoved.

He had heard of Ye Zhen's rumors.

Wang Chaling smiled at Ye Zhen. Seeing this scene, Ye Zhen curled his lips, feeling a little bored.

Everyone in the conference room has their own small thoughts, just like Ye Zhen, his thoughts are very simple, he just wants to compete with the strong.

The rest of the people don't know.

Jiang Shangbai glanced around and found that the people who should be there should have already arrived. Why didn't Professor Wang plan to start the meeting yet?

Looking out the empty door, Shen Liang had returned to the conference room and sat down, which already showed that no one was coming next.

"Professor Wang, can the meeting begin?" Jiang Shangbai asked with some confusion.

"Wait a moment, there is still one person who has not arrived."

Wang Xiaoming pushed up his glasses, looked up at the clock on the wall, and said calmly.

"Is there anyone else? Who is it?"

Jiang Shangbai was a little confused. According to the information he had received, all the captain candidates in Dajing City had already arrived.

Even Xie Qi, who is not a candidate for captain, has arrived. Logically speaking, there should be no one left.

But Professor Wang said there was someone else, who was it? How dare you let so many people wait?

Not only Jiang Shangbai was confused, but the other captains were also confused.

Feeling the looks from these people, Wang Xiaoming just remained silent, staring at the door of the conference room, with no intention of explaining.

Seeing this scene, Fang Shiming frowned and didn't understand. Who was this person? He didn't take this meeting seriously. Everyone was here and he was waiting for him alone.

Judging from Professor Wang's attitude, it seems that if this person is not present, the meeting will not start.

"Professor Wang, who else is not here? Where is he? Do you want me to invite him over?"

"Just in time, I also want to see who is worthy of all our captains waiting for him."

Fang Shiming said this at this time.

Hearing this, Yang Jian shifted his gaze and looked at Fang Shiming strangely. This guy was not very courageous.

"Tsk tsk, Fang Shiming, you are worthy of being someone who can survive after a battle with me, Mr. Ye. With your courage, it is worthy for Mr. Ye to put you in his eyes again."

Ye Zhen looked at Fang Shiming with satisfaction, obviously he was very optimistic about what Fang Shiming said just now.

After hearing this, many people showed strange expressions. It seems that the rumors are true. Fang Shiming from the circle of friends really had a fight with Ye Zhen from the supernatural forum.

Listening to Ye Zhen's tone, Fang Shiming seemed to have lost.

Fang Shiming's face looked a little ugly, and he stared at Ye Zhen with gloomy eyes.

When he had a fight with this lunatic, if he hadn't gotten the ghost scissors at that time, how would he have lost?

"Ye Zhen, don't be too proud. The past was before, the present is now..."

"Oh? Are you provoking Mr. Ye?"

Ye Zhen silently put his hand on the hilt of the sword and stared at Fang Shiming, looking eager to try.

Fang Shiming:……

"TMD, what a madman!"

Fang Shiming cursed in his heart, what kind of provocation was this? He was just reminding Ye Zhen that he lost before, but that doesn't mean he will lose now.

"Fang Shiming, let's have a fight. Today I will show you how powerful Ye's Zhenwu sword is."

Hearing this, Fang Shiming's face turned dark. Looking at Ye Zhen who was really about to draw his sword, Fang Shiming cursed in his heart.

"Ye Zhen, we are in a meeting!" Fang Shiming said.

To be honest, he really doesn't want to fight with this guy who has a bad brain. The gain outweighs the loss. There is no benefit in winning, and there is even less benefit in losing.

The last time I had a fight with Ye Zhen, I lost completely. Not only did I not earn back any face, but the ghost's recovery was delayed several months.

Hearing this, Ye Zhen disagreed:

"It's okay. The meeting hasn't started yet. I'm just beating you. It won't take long."

Forehead……

Fang Shiming's eyes twitched. He looked at Ye Zhen who was about to stand up from the chair. He was silent for a while and said:

"I surrender……"

"Haha, you're spineless, you're a coward."

Ye Zhen sat back on the chair, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at Fang Shiming with disdain.

Fang Shiming had veins popping out on the back of his hands, and he wanted to kill someone.

Wang Xiaoming looked at this farce indifferently. From the beginning to the end, he had no intention of participating in it.

No matter what, they can't fight.

Yang Jian glanced at Ye Zhen and shook his head. He really couldn't figure out what was going on in this guy's mind.

The rest of the people just watched all this quietly. Who wouldn't watch a good show? They would do the same, but it was a pity that they didn't start a fight. Fang Shiming actually gave up. He was really a coward.

Although I think so, it can be seen from this that Ye Zhen is really strong, otherwise Fang Shiming would not choose to give in.

The lights in the room are bright, but they have not dispelled the coldness here. There are too many ghost masters, and even if they restrain themselves, it will not help.

The clock hanging on the wall beats minute by minute, and the sound of the hands passing by is clear to my ears.

Every time they move, their minds are drawn to it.

But suddenly, in the originally quiet conference room, the sound of chairs moving suddenly sounded.

Except for Yang Jian, Ye Zhen, and Wang Xiaoming, everyone in the conference room suddenly stood up, and Li Jun and Wei Jing even directly protected themselves in front of the head of the headquarters.

Everyone stared directly outside the conference room, their eyes extremely solemn and alert, as if something was coming.

Ye Zhen curled his lips and turned to look at the door of the conference room. The sound of footsteps suddenly sounded. The moment the footsteps appeared, a trace of blood appeared at the door of the conference room.

A young man wearing a bloody windbreaker and carrying a red umbrella walked into the conference room.

The moment they saw this young man, everyone in the conference room shrank slightly.

"Hey, are you welcoming me? It's actually not necessary."

The young man looked at the people standing with a smile.

No one spoke, and there was silence in the conference room.

Wei Jing and Li Jun looked at the young man without saying anything and sat back minding their own business.

"Everyone sit down. The meeting has begun. Let me introduce you first. The person in charge of Dajiang City, Lin Qian, is codenamed Starving Ghost, Ghost Painting."

Wang Xiaoming pushed up his glasses, looked at everyone and said.

After hearing Wang Xiaoming's words, everyone was slightly silent, and the boy's hole began to tremble violently. The Starving Ghosts and the others knew that there was an S-level supernatural incident.

They knew better about the ghost painting. It was still an S-class supernatural event. If it were taken individually, they wouldn't think it was anything. But since it appeared at the same time and was controlled by the same person, they couldn't help but ignore it.

In fact, even if they heard that someone controlled an S-class ghost, they would still take it seriously.

Looking at the smiling young man, they all sat down after hesitating for less than a second. No one spoke during the whole process.

Lin Qian glanced at everyone in the conference room, smiled, came to the seat between Ye Zhen and Yang and sat down.

The red umbrella was placed at my feet, the chain on it swaying slightly.

He didn't care too much about Wang Xiaoming's behavior of exposing his father. It was understandable given the current situation. Besides, it didn't matter what he said. No one of the younger generation could beat him.

Seeing everyone sitting down, Wang Xiaoming stood up instead, looked towards the minister, and when he nodded, he spoke:

"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Wang Xiaoming. I am the leader of this meeting. Next to me are the Headquarters Minister, Headquarters Vice Minister, and Headquarters Captain."

"The purpose of this meeting is very simple, to solve the current predicament of Dajing City."

Having said this, Wang Xiaoming glanced at Lin Qian, and then continued:

"Next, please explain your identity. This will help with the next actions."

Then, everyone saw Professor Wang Xiaoming staring directly at Lin Qian, obviously intending to let him start first.

Seeing Wang Xiaoming looking at him, Lin Qian took off the glasses on his face, revealing a pair of blood-red piercings.

Lin Qian smiled, the red light in his eyes undisguised:
To be continued...