The power of the Divine Damnation Transfer!

According to Feng Xiaotian, the fate of Yan Zhongtian in front of him is enough to make people frightened and inexplicable.

And the most frightened of them are the two brothers of the Yan family.

Yan Zhongshan was the least courageous, grabbed Feng Xiaotian's hand at the moment, and exclaimed:

"Xiaotian, what do you say? You said that the old man's heavenly punishment has been on our brothers? That's why Yan Zhongtian will enter the ICU?"

Naturally, this is too mysterious.

But there are no stupid-brained idiots here.

connected everything together, and now Yan Zhongtian's sudden accident obviously responded to what Feng Xiaotian said.

Heaven and earth have a dharma eye, it's not that they don't report it, the time has not yet come!

This is definitely not nonsense.

Jiang Yuexin seems to take money very seriously on weekdays, and often counts her husband as a wreck.

But at this juncture, Jiang Yuexin sees that her husband's life is much more important than money.

"Oh my God, now that we've got all the money back, won't something happen to your father?"

The only one who is calmer is Yan Xiaoyue, she is highly educated, and she is an atheist, and she maintains a half-believing attitude towards Feng Xiaotian's nonsense, even if it is mysterious.

Feng Xiaotian smiled faintly at Yan Zhongshan and comforted:

"Dad, you don't have to worry. You won't be implicated here. ”

When these words heard in the ears of several people, they were stunned again.

Yan Zhongming couldn't bear it anymore, and he scolded at the wind and smiled:

"Fart! Your family also took back a million! Why can't the damnation of God fall on Yan Laosan?"

"Feng Xiaotian, you kid is talking nonsense! You are promoting superstition here, this is a crime. ”

"Moreover, I suspect that the bald Liu who died in Buffalo Village was murdered by you, you wait, I will call the police to arrest you now!"

Under the surging anger, Yan Zhongming really took out the mobile phone.

Seeing this action, Yan Xiaoyue's eyes showed a look of panic, and she was about to speak.

But seeing that Feng Xiaotian had no fear, he took a step forward at Yan Zhongming, and said coldly:

"Yan Zhongming, think about it carefully, did you give us one million of our family?"

Yan Zhongming was shocked by the momentum on Feng Xiaotian's body, and after being stunned for a moment, he thought about this matter carefully, and his head began to sweat.

Feng Xiaotian sneered and continued:

"Hehe, this million is what we got back with our ability! And I have already solved the matter of moving the grave, which is also considered the merit of my family, and the catastrophe of heaven will not fall on our heads!"

"Besides, the donations totaled more than 20 million yuan! Judging from the power of the heavenly punishment that Da Boyan Zhongtian has suffered now. He took at least twelve million!"

"Then you also took at least seven million, Second Uncle, but I see that the Si Ming lines on your forehead are dull and dull, and there is a hidden evil aura shrouded in it! So, I dare to conclude that after the damnation of the uncle, you will swallow all his share of the money!"

"In addition, there are Yan Qiangjun who will share the donations! at least 4.5 million!"

"I'll ask you, yes and no!"

The voice of questioning fell like a boulder on Yan Zhongming's heart.

Even, Yan Zhongming felt that the dark clouds were thick above his head, and suddenly thunder roared, which frightened him to retreat repeatedly!

"You, how do you know?"

The sound of something falling to the ground sounded behind several people.

Everyone turned their heads and saw Yan Qiangjun standing at the elevator with a pale face, looking at Feng Xiaotian's eyes as if he had seen a ghost.

Obviously, he also heard Feng Xiaotian's words, and everything was taken seriously by Feng Xiaotian!

Yan Zhongming was sweating profusely, unable to keep his mood stable, and rubbed his hands in a panic.

Feng Xiaotian said it all, and even guessed the specific direction of the amount of donations.

Yan Zhongtian's money was snatched away by his wife, and just half an hour ago, it was snatched back by Yan Zhongming, and naturally it all fell into Yan Zhongming's account.

And Yan Zhongming turned his head and threw three million of the part of the donation to Yan Qiangjun.

Plus the previous 1.5 million! Didn't Yan Qiangjun take 4.5 million?

It's all right!

"Impossible! How could you know so clearly? Could it be that my face has changed?"

Yan Qiangjun saw Feng Xiaotian turn his head to look at him, and hurriedly covered his head in panic.

Although he didn't know the art of Xuanmen Feng Shui, he also heard Feng Xiaotian say the words Yan Zhongming's forehead and Si Ming tattoo.

The atmosphere became extremely weird, but Feng Xiaotian shook his head with a sneer.

This robbery has the strength to resolve it, but he will never make a move, and he has promised Mr. Chi in Buffalo Village that Feng Xiaotian has promised!

A month! Just to save the old man's life.

And for now, whether these two people can survive or not depends on their own creation!

"Yan Qiangjun, you can cover your face, but can you cover your heart?"

Feng Xiaotian sneered, making Yan Qiangjun's legs and stomach tremble, and he almost skimmed his pee.

"Could it be that there is really some kind of heavenly punishment since the beginning of the renewal of grandpa's life?

Yan Qiangjun can't compare to Yan Zhongming's mentality, and he is already frightened at the moment and just wants to live.

Feng Xiaotian directly grabbed Yan Xiaoyue's hand and walked directly towards the elevator when the family was stunned!

The first time Yan Zhongshan and his wife saw Feng Xiaotian in such a posture, they also had a ghostly expression, but they still hurriedly followed up the elevator.

The atmosphere here is so weird that no one wants to stay.

"Don't go! you ......"

Seeing that Feng Xiaotian said that he had broken all the heavenly opportunities, he was about to leave, Yan Zhongming couldn't hold it at all, and hurriedly stepped forward.

But the elevator door still closed slowly, but Feng Xiaotian left a sentence coldly:

"The road in Buffalo Village hasn't been repaired yet!"

The road hasn't been repaired yet?

Yan Qiangjun's eyes rolled like a marquee, and then he grabbed Yan Zhongming's arm tightly:

"Second uncle, we have to donate money to repair the road, and we can't afford to lose money. Otherwise, we'll die!"

Yan Zhongming was not terrified in his heart.

"Qiangjun, do you believe his words?"

Yan Qiangjun smiled bitterly:

"I don't want to believe it! But that day, I saw him renew the old man's life!"

Yan Zhongming's eyes suddenly lit up:

"Let's go to your grandfather's. ”

"Then we can't afford to pay for the road?"

Yan Qiangjun still cares about his own life.

"Repair! More than 20 million donations, a lot of money, all used for road construction! However, this kid Feng Xiaotian is too evil. We've got to find someone to deal with him!"

Yan Zhongming is also afraid of death, but tonight he copied the boss Yan Zhongtian's house, and 20 million is not too big a loss for him.

It's just that I can't swallow this breath!

And as the elevator doors closed again.

A middle-aged man in a long robe walked out of the corner of the stairs.

He took off his hat from his head, and his face was a little scary in the light.

"Mr. Feng, what kind of strange person are you? Have you already pinched the mysteries of heaven and earth in your hands and changed them at will?"