Age of Terror: I Have a Monster Editor

At this time, the security guard on duty at the Jinlong Steelmaking Plant was called Wang Chunrong.

At the age of more than 30 years, it seems that due to fatigue and life pressure, the temples have become slightly pale.

Wearing a security uniform, he was respectful and flattering towards Ye Fan.

After all, one is a high spiritual master, and the other is a small security guard who guards the door.

Wang Chunrong has already talked with the chairman's executive secretary on the phone.

Now he was taking Ye Fan to the chairman's office while telling a frightening and trembling scene.

Wang Chunrong arched slightly, leading the way in front.

The slightly thin body makes this security uniform a bit generous.

He turned his head, and his thin face was full of fear and horror.

With the narration, the pupils began to shrink.

"Master Yu Lingshi, you don't know the scene of these two nights, it is really terrifying!"

"Those people, who talked and laughed to me during the day, just hung up there after one night!"

"A corpse weighing more than one hundred catties, and some even nearly two hundred catties, is hanging dry and skinny!"

"The first night, when we opened the door and saw, we almost didn't freak out!"

"All fell to the ground!"

Ye Fan listened, without letting go of any information.

He asked, "Who was the first to find those corpses?"

"It's me. Early the next morning, when I changed shifts on patrol, I was the first to find out!"

Wang Chunrong responded.

Ye Fan glanced around and asked, "Why is this factory so empty?"

Wang Chunrong said with a sad look: "It's all off work now at five o'clock!"

"After something went wrong, the chairman of the board was very generous, leaving work at 4 o'clock in the afternoon and arriving at get off work at 9 o'clock in the morning!"

"The other security guards are gone, I will stay alone!"

"The chairman gave me a daily salary of five hundred per day before I stayed!"

"No way, too many people open their mouths to eat at home!"

"Ugh-"

Wang Chunrong sighed on the sad face.

Ye Fan nodded, expressing understanding.

The two of them passed through the empty factory building and came to the chairman's office building at the back.

After arriving here, Wang Chunrong went back.

An administrative secretary with a nice face, dressed in fine clothes, took Ye Fan in.

The two came to the top floor of this nine-story office building.

Outside the door of the chairman's office stood two big bodyguards with indifferent looks, burly figures and suits and leather shoes.

Ye Fan frowned.

He felt the breath of the accompanying demon spirit from these two people.

Obviously, these are two spiritual masters!

Whoever can hire two psychic masters as bodyguards can be seen in terms of personal network status and economic strength.

Ye Fan felt vaguely in his heart that things this time didn't seem to be that simple.

When the administrative secretary brought Ye Fan, the door of the office just opened.

It should have been just after the meeting, the executives of Jinlong Steel Plant, one by one, looked anxious and extremely anxious.

After the meeting, they drove one after another and drove out of the factory.

Ye Fan entered the chairman's office, and the decoration and layout inside were very simple.

A conference table, desk, and boss chair are all.

With a majestic face and a high-end suit, Zhao Jianfeng leaned on the high-back boss chair.

His son, Zhao Jun, dressed in a flowered shirt and greasy face, accompanied him.

Seeing Ye Fan coming in, Zhao Jianfeng raised his eyelids and glanced faintly. Seeing Ye Fan's young face, he didn't speak.

Ye Fan glanced up, found a conference chair at random, and sat down.

Close your eyes and meditate, immersing your consciousness in the demon spirit space, feeling the state of the two companion demon spirits.

Haha, you are not anxious, and I am not anxious!

Soon, Zhao Jianfeng's son, Zhao Jun, lost his breath and said, "What a **** thing, the Bureau of Elimination of Demons has arranged for such a nasty kid to come over!"

"What the **** did they do?"

"How can we Jinlong say that it is the leading industry in Nanling City. If there is a problem with Jinlong, how many officials can be pleased?"

"Without our Jinlong raising you psychics, where would your subsidies come from!"

"Oh, what a joke!"

Before Ye Fan came, he knew that the Jinlong Steelmaking Plant was indeed a giant in Nanling Base City.

Hearing that Zhao Jun was so arrogant, he opened his eyes and smiled faintly, and turned his head to ask Zhao Jianfeng directly: "Chairman Zhao, is your son going to teach himself, or am I teaching for you?"

Ye Fan's words suddenly seemed like a spark, falling in the frying pan in Zhao Jun's heart.

Zhao Jun exploded directly.

He rushed forward: "What are you, little bastard!"

"The deputy mayor of Nanling Base City, when you see me, you will kindly call Shao Zhao!"