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- Early morning.
The sky is slightly bright. For most urban residents, this time has not yet gotten up, but for a small number of people, it is the beginning of a day's work.
Every city is similar.
It seems that there is nothing special today.
But for some individual people, today's dawn is a signal, a signal that broke the peaceful life of more than ten years.
The messenger on the fifth floor hidden in the city has started to act.
They took the time to make preparations and hardly needed to contact each other. Just seeing the supernatural phenomenon at the post office, they knew that the balance on the fifth floor had been lost. They had to rush back to the post office as quickly as possible to regain their balance. Only in this way can you continue to live the life you want.
So at this moment, almost all the messengers on the fifth floor united.
Whoever dares to resume operation of the ghost post office will die.
There is no reason and no excuses needed.
It's all about living.
"It's time to go." A man in his pajamas, about fifty years old with a bit of hair loss, walked out of a small forest on the outskirts of the city covered in mud.
He was panting slightly, and seemed to be holding something in his hand, covered in dirt, as if he had just dug it out.
In front of him, a path leading to the post office is very clear.
The post office is calling for them.
If you don't go to the post office for a long time, the curse of the post office will appear, and the messenger will be hunted down by ghosts, and it will be endless.
Therefore, no one dared to refuse the call of the post office.
soon.
The man in his fifties walked up the path leading to the post office despite being covered in mud in slippers.
Although it is not the first time he has walked on this road, after many years, he is still a little bit emotional and uneasy, because he knows that if you walk too much at night, you will always encounter ghosts, and if you go to the post office more times, there will always be one time will not come back.
"I hope this time it will be just a false alarm like the previous few times, and the problem can be resolved quickly." The man was expressionless and indifferent, but his heart was no longer cold-blooded as before.
He has a wife and a child.
More than ten years of ordinary life has already turned him into an ordinary person again. If he is given another ten years, when the child grows up, he will not even come here.
only.
Now my child is still young, my family still needs me, and I can't die, at least not now.
This fifty-year-old man is called Wang Yong, a very, very ordinary name. If it weren't for the cursed letter back then, he would still be a very ordinary person, with an ordinary life, an ordinary family, and an ordinary job. .
However, among the former messengers, the name Wang Yong represented a kind of awe.
Because he had sent out two full letters when he was on the fifth floor, and he was only one letter away from the post office.
However, Wang Yong was not very lucky. The last time he encountered a black letter, his mission of delivering the letter was forced to be suspended.
Wang Yong quickly walked the weird path, and he came to the door of the ghost post office.
? Colorful neon lights flickered, illuminating a plaque with three big characters "ghost post office" clearly written on it
He moved his eyes slightly, took a look, then pushed the door open and entered.
The hall on the first floor of the post office was already lit up at this moment. The dim yellow light dispelled the darkness. Although it was not bright enough, it also illuminated the surroundings.
Although it is relatively early now, there are already people in the lobby of the post office on the first floor, and there are more than one person. Obviously, someone has come ahead of time.
There are three people in the hall.
A middle-aged man wearing a driver's suit, his figure is a bit out of shape, no longer the state of his youth.
One is a man wearing a suit and tie, like an elite, wearing a pair of glasses, with a vague smile on his face.
The other is a woman, who is already in her forties, with disheveled hair, as if she has not woken up, with two dark circles under her eyes, listless.
"Are you Wang Yong?" The others immediately turned around when they saw someone pushing the door and entering the hall.
Seeing a bald middle-aged man in pajamas, he frowned immediately, recalled his previous acquaintances in his mind, and finally compared them in his memory, and said with some uncertainty.
Wang Yong nodded slightly and said: "I haven't seen you for more than ten years, and you have changed a lot."
that??
"boom!"
A loud noise broke the solemn situation at the moment, and the door belonging to Room 507 was swung open.
next moment.
A person was thrown out, rolled to the ground, and finally lay on his back, motionless.
This person is slightly obese, wearing an apron, stained with blood, and his eyes are wide open, but there is no trace of expression in the eyes.
"This is the soul ecstasy, Zhao Feng? Why did he appear here?"
"I'm afraid that last night I couldn't bear to come to the post office alone to kill this newcomer, so that I was killed by someone. This guy used to be a bit arrogant, but I didn't expect to get rid of this problem." Someone sneered. .
"No, he seems to be breathing, not dead yet."
Someone observed it, but found that Zhao Feng hadn't died completely and was still alive.
"Even if he didn't die, the situation now is not much different from being dead. The other party left Zhao Feng alive. What was it? Don't want to tear your face? Or are you not willing to deal with a corpse?"
"Everything is quiet."
Wang Yong immediately gave a low drink to stop the discussions of the messengers on the fifth floor.
Seeing Zhao Feng's end, don't these people have the slightest bit of vigilance?
Killing Zhao Feng or capturing Zhao Feng, which is more difficult, you can think about it with your brain.
Although Zhao Feng was a little overbearing in the past, it is undeniable that his ability is indeed very strong. He had previously killed the messenger of the newbie who went to the fifth floor alone.
The rest of the people were drunk by Wang Yong, and they also put away all kinds of thoughts.
Everyone looked towards room 502.
At this moment.
The door of that room was open, and there was a sound of heavy footsteps inside, obviously someone was coming out of the room.
"You came to the post office so early, probably not for the mission of delivering letters, and there should be more than a few of you on the fifth floor, and there are still people who haven't come?" An indifferent, as if emotionless voice sounded.
However, he saw a young man in his twenties, with a strange spear in his hand, appearing at the door of the room with a blank face.
As expected, Yang Jian had been waiting for these people around six o'clock.
They can't wait to come to the post office to restore the balance.
"It was you who killed Zhao Feng? Are all the newcomers in the post office so powerful now, and an old courier on the fifth floor ended up so miserable." Wang Yong took a step forward, expressing his position and attitude.
"Wang Yong?" Yang Jian looked at him: "A ruthless person who sent two letters on the fifth floor."
"You know me?" Wang Yong frowned, then glanced at Zhao Feng on the ground.
This guy is afraid that all the information on the fifth floor will be leaked out. No wonder this newcomer is not in a hurry to kill people after he catches them. It turned out that he wanted to torture important information.
"I know what I need to know, so there's no need to pretend, you want this thing." Yang Jian stretched out his hand and shook it.
A black letter appeared in his hand.
"Sure enough, it's in his hands." The expression of the person next to him changed immediately, and he couldn't help but make a sound.
"Send this letter back to room 502. We can avoid conflicts. The curse of the messenger should not continue. You should leave the post office like us and return to freedom. If you continue to send letters, you will die miserably." Wang Yong watched After glancing at the letter, he was not in a hurry to tear his face apart.
Because if possible, he thought about trying to persuade this newcomer to stand on his side.
As long as the position changes, there will be no enmity between each other, and misunderstandings can be resolved.
"What if I say no?" Yang Jian put the black letter into his pocket.
"You'd better think carefully before answering. The black letter is related to the balance of the fifth floor of the post office. Once this letter leaves the post office, the fifth floor of the post office will continue to assign letter delivery tasks. All our messengers on the fifth floor You will be manipulated by the post office and lose your freedom, you are also the messenger from downstairs, you should understand the danger in the process of delivering letters."
"I really don't understand why some people object to something that is beneficial to everyone."
The man in a suit and glasses spoke slowly.
"Liu Ziwen used to be an old courier on the fifth floor of the post office. He delivered a letter on the fifth floor." Yang Jian glanced at him, called out his name, and even learned about his past.
The man in the suit of Liu Ziwen's eyes flickered: "Since you know so much, I don't understand what you do."
"You don't need to understand, because you can't understand what I do."
Yang Jiandao, he didn't want to explain, but instead said: "I will give you a chance, if you are willing to cooperate with me, I am willing to take you to completely deal with the ghost post office, even if it is not possible, at least it will be destroyed. The ghost post office is in your hands, and you can get rid of the fate of delivering letters."
He sent a friendly signal.
Because Yang Jian felt that the messengers on the fifth floor were good talents. If someone was willing to stand by him, he could absorb these talents and bring them to Dachang City to work for him.
"You all think carefully before answering. I only give you this chance. If you miss it, you will die." After Yang Jian finished speaking, the ghost eyes on his forehead suddenly opened.
The weird eyes turned, peeping at everyone. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)nbsp; "You don't need to understand, because you can't understand what I do."
Yang Jiandao, he didn't want to explain, but instead said: "I will give you a chance, if you are willing to cooperate with me, I am willing to take you to completely deal with the ghost post office, even if it is not possible, at least it will be destroyed. The ghost post office is in your hands, and you can get rid of the fate of delivering letters."
He sent a friendly signal.
Because Yang Jian felt that the messengers on the fifth floor were good talents. If someone was willing to stand by him, he could absorb these talents and bring them to Dachang City to work for him.
"You all think carefully before answering. I only give you this chance. If you miss it, you will die." After Yang Jian finished speaking, the ghost eyes on his forehead suddenly opened.
The weird eyes turned, peeping at everyone. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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