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 ti, 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 other's eyes.
"Team Yang, let's not be so confrontational. How about I act as a diator and help resolve this issue? We're all ghost tars 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."
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 opponent's suspicion before acting.
For this plan to succeed, they needed to strike first.
But under current circumstances, success was absolutely impossible.
"Lok Sheng, you know what you're thinking. Don't think you can fool anyone. Saying those words here is insulting. Do you really think you're the only smart person in the world, and everyone else is an idiot?" Yang Jian said coldly as he looked at him.
"To 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 about reconciliation? Are you brain-dead? Trying to reconcile as a person in charge with a fugitive?"
Lok Sheng's face turned grim imdiately.
It was the first ti soone had insulted him like this, especially as he was also a city's person in charge.
"Yang Jian, stop calling him a fugitive at every turn. What cri has Sun Ren committed?"
Sun Ren said with so resentnt, "Kidnapping 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?"
"If you were innocent, why appear in this setting instead of directly contacting to explain? You are a ghost tar now, surely you have ans to find , yet you didn't. You probably appeared this ti to confront , after first kidnapping Zhang Wei, then extorting a confined ghost from , and finally becoming a ghost tar to fight . Do you still think you're in the right?" Yang Jian said expressionlessly.
"It was your wanted notice that left no way out."
Sun Ren stared at him, saying, "We were classmates. You showed no rcy at all. I looked for you before and almost got killed by an evil spirit. Don't tell you didn't know."
"Sneaking into other places without notice, you think that's reasonable?"
Yang Jian's gaze turned cold, "Forget it, I don't want to waste words with you. Since you showed up today, you must have been ntally prepared. Reasoning and explanations aren't important, the result is."
"Yes, the process isn't important; the result is." Sun Ren nodded coldly in agreent.
"Yang Jian, our gamble hasn't started yet. You wouldn't want to back out now, would you?" At this mont, a man nad Zheng Yijing spoke up.
Yang Jian glanced at him, "I won't back out. Tell , what do you want to bet on?"
Zheng Yijing said directly, "A regular bet is boring and doesn't suit soone of your stature, Team Yang. Since we're all in the supernatural circle, why not play with sothing from the supernatural circle?"
"A supernatural gamble, eh? Fine, but I'll only give you one chance." Yang Jian, confident, gestured, "How do you want to play?"
Zheng Yijing hadn't expected Yang Jian to agree so readily. His expression shifted slightly as he quickly considered his options.
Since the opponent hadn't overturned the table imdiately, 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 Jian's dreadful attack.
Sun Ren glanced at Zheng Yijing, signaling him with his eyes.
He felt it was ti to bring out Room 707.
Zheng Yijing understood, imdiately saying, "In the Daxing Entertainnt City, there is a mysterious room, Room 707. It's said that no one who enters that room has ever co out. We'll use that room as the gamble. If you can enter and exit that room, we lose. Conversely, if you can't co out, then...."
Lok Sheng's 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 an Yang Jian entering Room 707 without any cost to them.
"Looks like you've prepared well, a room people can't co out of alive? Interesting. I'll accept this gamble," Yang Jian said.
"Really?" Zheng Yijing himself couldn't believe Yang Jian would agree so easily.
But then Yang Jian added, "I accept the gamble, but since it's a gamble, it must be fair for both sides. I can risk entering Room 707, but what are you wagering against my life? Don't ntion Boss He's life; it's not enough. Without enough stakes, you don't even have the qualification to continue playing with ."
"This...." Zheng Yijing was put in a difficult position.
Yang Jian's words were true—what did they have to wager against him?
Lok Sheng also frowned.
"If you win, Room 707 will be yours." Sun Ren spoke up at this point.
Yang Jian sneered, "The result would be the sa if I killed you all."
Sun Ren's face turned dark and he fell silent.
"It doesn't matter if you don't have the stakes to gamble with ; just change the rules. We'll all enter Room 707 together, and only those who co out alive will be the winners."
With these words, their expressions changed instantly; rather, they hesitated internally.
They didn't dare enter the ominous Room 707.
That room truly housed an evil spirit, and being trapped inside would an a grueso death.
"No need to overthink it, it's settled. Where is room 707? I said, you'll only get one chance, there won't be a second." Yang Jian glanced at the others.
Zheng Yijing looked troubled, caught in a dilemma. He looked at Sun Ren, "He knows where room 707 is."
Sun Ren's eyes flickered uncertainly.
He wanted to kill Yang Jian, but lacked the courage for a mutual destruction; he was struggling and hesitating inside. .
"Are you hesitating?"
Yang Jian mocked, "Makes sense, it fits your character. Cowardly and afraid of death. You wouldn't dare to risk your life with unless you had no choice."
"Yang Jian, I know you're ruthless, but I'm not the sa as before. You want to play, right? I'll play with you. Room 707 is right here." Sun Ren said coldly, slowly taking out an old doorplate.
It had the numbers 707 written in black.
"A doorplate?" Yang Jian squinted his eyes, looking at the doorplate.
It felt familiar.
Like he'd seen it sowhere before.
Right, isn't this the doorplate from those bizarre rooms in the Caesar Grand Hotel?
"How do you use it?" Yang Jian asked without showing emotion.
"Hang it behind the door, and this place will beco the new deadly room 707." Sun Ren explained.
As soon as he finished speaking.
The doorplate in Sun Ren's hand imdiately vanished and appeared in Yang Jian's hand.
"You..." 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, "He Yuelian, right? Take this thing and hang it behind the door, let's start this gamble."
He Yuelian took the doorplate, sowhat shocked, a bit nervous, and a little scared.
She looked at the few people sitting before the table, afraid to act rashly.
"Boss He, I'll handle this." Boss He volunteered imdiately.
Yang Jian didn't even look, responding coldly, "The mont you step outside, I'll kill you myself."
Boss He imdiately halted, a cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
"What are you standing there for, if you don't want to go, stay here," Yang Jian snapped.
"I, I'll go." 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?
There's still ti to act.
Once the doorplate is hung, it's all too late, not only trapping Yang Jian but also dooming ourselves here.
They quickly exchanged glances.
"You can stop her, but the mont you act, it ans you're cheating, overturning the stakes of the gamble. And I won't give you a second chance." Yang Jian reminded.
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After hearing that, everyone had the sa thought in mind.
If they acted to stop He Yuelian, it ant 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 everyone's hearts were still caught in suspense.
Monts later.
There were so noises from behind the door, suggesting that He Yuelian was hanging the doorplate.
"I want to get out of here, I don't want to go crazy with you." At this mont, a man nad Zhang Wei couldn't take the pressure any longer, shouted, and rushed madly towards the door.
He didn't want to die here.
So what if they trapped Yang Jian?
He would still die.
He ca to make money, not to die.
Bang!
Yet in the next mont, Zhang Wei crashed heavily against the door.
The wooden door didn't move an inch, showing no sign of damage, and the outside was eerily silent.
Only echoes bounced around the empty room.
It seed he was a step too late... room 707 had already arrived.
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