"Don't pay attention to him," Chen Longxiang didn't bother to raise his eyelids, as if he was used to it, "This old man has been a pervert since he was a child, and he doesn't know how to restrain himself when he gets old." ”

"Just now he was making a bet with me that if he wins this game of chess, let me ask him to go to the big health care. ”

I was messy in the wind, looking at this old disrespectful thing.

I still want to go to big health care at this age, I'm afraid that those female technicians who drill money can't accept it, right?

I'll go, the kind of situation where a pear tree presses a begonia, just thinking about it makes people feel a chill. Don't talk about the ability to accept it in your heart, it is estimated that the female technician is afraid that this old man will not be able to stand it.

If something happens, I'll be happy on TV.

"Why did the 70-year-old man patronize an irregular massage parlor? Why did he die suddenly in the arms of a technician? Behind all this, is it the degradation of morality or the distortion of human nature? Please enter this issue of "Focus Interview"...

I coughed twice, and felt as if the topic was getting more and more off-topic, so I had to interrupt them and say, "Let's get down to business, right?"

"Kill Duan Feihu, do you think I can do it now?" asked Chen Longxiang rhetorically.

I looked at the blood on his hoodie and was speechless for a moment.

"If I can kill it, I'll go now. Chen Longxiang said that he had seen the situation in the hospital, and now there are armed police and special police protection, and explosion-proof shields and other things are ready.

And the firearm equipped is not the weakest police pistol, but an assault rifle!

"The police must have wanted me to take the risk and let them catch me. ”

"No matter how good your skills are, a shuttle of bullets will come down, and the golden bell jar will also make you a hornet's nest. ”

Hearing his words, I frowned: "It is impossible for the police to always be by Duan Feihu's side, there is always a chance." ”

Chen Longxiang sighed softly, looked up at the night sky and said, "I don't have much time, I can only stay in Rongcheng for half a month at most." ”

"But don't worry, I promised Meng Tianlie to help you get rid of Duan Feihu, then I will definitely do it. ”

Zhang Shensuan nodded "mmmm" on the side, and echoed: "Three cups of spitting promises, Wuyue is light, and you have the same style as your old man." ”

I didn't see anything serious, so I just sat on the cold ground and chatted with him: "You still know his father?"

Chen Longxiang said angrily, Zhang Shen told his father's fortune back then, but the result was really accurate, which was equivalent to saving his father's life.

Later, Lafayette Qiu Sanqian originally wanted to peel off Zhang Shensuan's skin alive, or Chen Longxiang made a phone call from his father, which made Zhang Shensuan only lose a pair of eyeballs and not die miserably.

"Your father has such a big face, and even Lafayette buys it?" I asked in surprise.

"It's not face, it's fist. Zhang Shensuan corrected, talking about this matter full of embarrassment and emotion, "His father said a sentence back then: If Zhang Yuanshan dies, Lafayette will have to bury him!"

The puppet was furious, and blood splattered five steps.

It turned out that Chen Longxiang's father was not a big man, but his combat effectiveness was ridiculously high.

I listened with fascination, and I longed for this deterrent power.

"Brother Chen, where is your father?" I asked with a shy face as I looked at Chen Longxiang.

Chen Longxiang's face was dumbfounded, and then he asked helplessly, "Do you still want my father to come out to help you?"

Zhang Shensuan shook his head and sighed, "No, unless you can make the dead crawl out of the grave." ”

I was a little surprised to find out that Chen Longxiang's father was dead.

How did such a tough person die? You can't be so fierce that you can't be a mess, and there is still some terminal illness in the end, right?

Chen Longxiang sneered, and I felt his cold killing intent: "Someone killed." ”

I subconsciously asked, "Ambushed?"

Chen Longxiang shook his head and said, "No, it's just one person." ”

I rightly asked, "Is that a gun?"

After all, Chen Longxiang has become like this, and I really can't imagine that anyone can kill his father without using modern weapons.

"Neither. Zhang Shensuan smiled a little bitterly, and shook his head to deny my conjecture: "Chen Zhaoyun was the second master on the road back then, and he was still in front of Lin Kunpeng. ”

"But the second is the second after all, and there will always be a high mountain above the head. ”

I frowned when I heard this, and subconsciously looked at Chen Longxiang.

In other words, this third master of China is burdened with a sea of blood and hatred, and the object is still the number one horror character?

Chen Longxiang didn't say anything, but took out another cigarette and smoked it.

The atmosphere was quite solemn for a while, and I didn't know what to say.

Zhang Shensuan broke the silence and asked me with a smile: "Young man, do you believe in fate?"

I bluntly asked, "How much do you want to pit me?"

Zhang Shensuan's face froze for a moment, and then he said that fortune-telling matters cannot be counted as pits. He has also studied for decades, not to say that he is like a god, but at least half of it is accurate and half of it is not accurate, which is very valuable for reference.

Even though I knew that this old man was running the train with his mouth full, I still heard it in my heart.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that he gave Lafayette two times to the hexagram, and Chen Longxiang and his father did the hexagram once?

On the one hand, I don't believe in this, but I also have a fluke mentality: what if this product is wrong again?

"Let him do the math, I'll pay if he doesn't have any money. Chen Longxiang opened his mouth like this, and I looked at him in surprise.

"What you said!" Zhang Shenxuan was afraid that Chen Long would regret it, so he asked me to report my birthday.

I sighed, but I still told the truth, and secretly slandered myself in my heart, why did I still engage in feudal superstition?

Zhang Shensuan pinched his fingers, frowning and chanting words, no matter how he looked at it, it seemed like he was pretending.

Then he asked me to stretch out my left hand and carefully rub my palm print with a palm as rough as sandpaper, which felt quite uncomfortable.

In the end, he had to touch my face, which gave me goosebumps.

"You-" Zhang Shenxuan was dumbfounded, looking like "I'm a dog".

"What's wrong?" I asked, puzzled.

"Disaster Star, it's like a broom star!"

"Keyou, Ke's wife, Ke's parents, people who are not hard-fated can be killed by life and death if they walk in with you!" Zhang Shensuan moved the small bench and moved far back, "Don't move, stay away from me!"

", I never dreamed that there would be such a calamity!"

My eyes widened, and I wanted to beat this alarmist old man to death.

What's great, the acting skills are pretty good, and that kind of micro-expressions are vividly imitated.

But when I think of some things, I don't have the heart to complain.

My father ran away from home with gambling debts, my mother is still recuperating, Meng Xue died directly because of me, and Meng Tianlie resolutely chose to die under my push······

I only felt a thunder explode in my head, and looked at Zhang Shensuan in shock and surprise.

Is it a master of deception, or is it a real talent?

I wasn't sure for a while.