Master Song was stunned, his eyes were obviously murderous, and his hand was tightly gripping the hilt of the three-foot Qingfeng.

He shouted, "Ah! What do you say, you demon? ”

I sneered, and moved forward at a rapid pace, and when I walked in front of the Fire Escape disciple, I reached out and grabbed his forearm.

The Huo Dun disciple was stunned, and instinctively stretched out his arm to block.

As soon as I grabbed it, it turned out to be good, with a piece of skin, a bunch of strange parts, and two fake fingers, and let me put it in the grip.

"Fire escape, you escape."

I carried the things in my hand and questioned the Huo Dun disciple.

At this time, the crowd of onlookers was all stunned!

Cheng Sixiang was the first to shout: "Who are you?" You...... What do you want? If you do this again, I'll call the police. ”

I smiled, "Who am I?" And ye say, Who am I? "I said to the little demon moths......

The four little beauties responded in unison.

"He's our boss!"

"Ah...... This...... Mr. Fan ......, "Cheng Sixiang is a little incoherent.

I smiled at her, turned around, and suddenly, Huo Dun disciple...... With a wild roar, he gritted his teeth and lowered his head towards me.

I dodged, reached out and grabbed him by the hair, stumbled under my feet, and with a little force, plopped, and knocked this guy over.

Huo Dun disciple, threw himself to the ground, and had to get up.

I went up and grabbed his other arm and tore it down.

As a result, it was another pile of objects, and there was still a white steel canister the size of two cigarette boxes, so I tore it off.

Master Song is crazy.

Holding a long sword in his hand, he said in place: "You demon, I, I will stab you to death with a sword!" ”

I didn't pay attention to it, go closer, just hit me on the shoulder, and go you!

plopped, Master Song fell, and at the same time knocked the confession behind him to the ground along with the offerings. What's even more cute is that the pig's head on the confession case is impartial and impartial, and it happened to hit Master Song's brain.

"I ...... Wow yes! Master Song sat on the ground, put the shuriken, and slashed it to the ground, and the sparks that were chopped were scattered, gritting his teeth, and his eyebrows were full of indescribable resentment.

At this point, I smiled and looked up.

I saw that on the top of the villa, behind the big glass window, Mr. Cheng was looking at me with a smile.

Then, he took his phone and made a phone call.

Two minutes later, the gate of Cheng's house opened, and a team of Hong Kong police officers escorted a dejected Wang Zhiyuan into the courtyard.

I smiled, walked up to the disciple of Shui Dun and said, "Okay, stop acting, this set, you can make a lot of money by playing magic tricks in the bar, why don't you mix it with Taoist spells to get people money?" ”

The disciple of Shui Dun bowed his head and did not speak, then silently took off his shirt, and then pulled on his arm. I unfastened my belt again, fumbled in my trousers for a while, and when I was done, I took out two hydration bags.

This time I looked closely, and it was really exquisitely done.

The water bag containing the liquid was tied directly to two places on the body, one was the armpit, that is, the armpit, and the other was the root of the thigh.

The hydration bladder is connected by a hose the thickness of a little finger, and the hose is not a regular shape, but a silicone-like substance, making an undulating shape that conforms to the physiological curve of the human arm.

In this way, one side of the hose is glued and firmly attached to the arm, and the surface is painted with the texture of the skin. OK, even if you look closely with the naked eye, you can't see any flaws.

The end of the hose is at the tip of the thumb, where the wine can be poured directly.

How does the wine come from, that is, when the wine is asked, and then there is a switch similar to hanging water to control the speed of the drip at the mouth of the water bag under the armpit and at the base of the thigh.

The switch is controlled by a pulley, which pushes the pulley, and then clamps the armpit or a leg, and the water bag is pressurized, and the water liquid will be squeezed out.

Wine from an empty glass! That's where it came about!

So, this can be shown to people with both bare arms and shirtless.

The premise is that the painting skills must be good, and the texture of the surface of the hose must be painted very realistically! This is not a problem for those who have studied art for two years.

Looking at the equipment of the fire masters, it is basically the same, except that the water bag is replaced with a natural gas tank. Authentic natural gas does not have any odor, and our household products are artificially added with odorants to prevent leakage.

This is the source of his samadhi true fire.

The fire source is generated, and he also needs two false fingers.

Little finger, ring finger, we don't usually use it much, so it's here that he breaks!

Next, the nozzle and ceramic piezoelectric lighter were modified and fitted inside the false finger.

In this way, you will be able to breathe flames!

Master Song felt that the general trend had gone, so he couldn't help but use his sword to slash the ground, and for a while, the sparks were wild, so it was not terrifying.

Everyone was frightened by him and did not dare to come forward.

I carried two sets of equipment, threw them in front of the Cheng family brothers and sisters, and said, "Look at it, what kind of faces are the so-called masters!" ”

At this time, the second miss of the Cheng family, Cheng Siyue's face turned pale, and she pointed to Wang Zhiyuan, who was held by the police, and was speechless for a long time.

Wang Zhiyuan drooped his head......

At the end, he suddenly deliberately said loudly to Cheng Siyue in Mandarin: "Aren't you rich? I am a child of an ordinary family, I have no money and no power, and I have to rely on your Cheng family everywhere! I...... I can't be angry! ”

What else did he want to say.

A person who looked like a police officer next to him walked over, pushed Wang Zhiyuan and said, "Mr. Wang, don't say these things, now I suspect that you have something to do with the many gangster extortion cases that have occurred on Hong Kong Island in the past ten years......

I listened to the officer's words and instantly understood.

This Mr. Wang is probably the legendary intermediary of the magic stick.

He will use his public identity to step on the spot in advance and ask which rich family likes the magic of ghosts and gods. He would then communicate with the family to learn more about their preferences. In the end, set up a game, or use intimidation, or create some bizarre incidents, and then ask Da Xian'er to come out and settle the matter.

The routines used are very similar to the Jiangxiang faction that ran rampant in the north and south of the river during the Republic of China.

As for Master Song, they are professional gods, and in order to achieve outstanding results, they do not hesitate to spend blood, and even give out a few fingers to practice this kind of trick.

Such tricks and methods are often practiced for many years, and they cooperate with each other very tacitly. Outsiders can't see the clue at all.

I also knew in advance that people with supernatural powers would never show their supernatural powers to the outside world and use them to collect money.

That's why I became suspicious of them, and then I was further confirmed, and then I debunked the trick. Otherwise, I'm likely to be kept in the dark by them.

Magical powers are ethereal and hard to find, and it cannot be categorically denied that they do not exist.

But remember, supernatural skills are a taboo for practitioners. I once heard the Taoist master say that throughout the ages, there have been countless talented cultivators who have been planted in supernatural powers.

That thing can't be revealed, can't be revealed, and can't be revealed. Everything should follow cause and effect. Otherwise, if it is light, the supernatural powers will disappear on its own, and say goodbye to people! The most important thing is the retribution of heaven, and the disasters are continuous!

At this moment, the police officers escorted a group of small and small magic sticks, put on hoods, and handcuffs, and sent them to the police car that had been parked outside.

At the same time, Cheng Sixiang walked slowly towards me, stretched out her hand and said to me: "Mr. Ji, thank you very much, I just talked to several of your employees, they said that you have opened a medical clinic in Hong Kong, I don't know which one, and Mr. Ji often sits here?" ”

While Cheng Sixiang asked, the rest of the Cheng family also looked at me.

I smiled and said, "It's true to open a medical clinic, but what I want to say is that my ability is probably just to do business." My medical clinic, calling any person out, has the ability of me. ”

I said these words after thinking about it for a long time.

In the final analysis, a smart boss will not boast about himself, even if he has great instincts, he must learn to praise his employees.

In this way, you can let go of everything and collect benefits in a low-key manner.

With that, I clenched my fists, and paced back to the room where I had been staying, and took Vivien's bags from me.

At this time, the little demon moths also took their luggage.

The Cheng family didn't understand.

I gave Cheng Sixiang a business card with both hands: "It has the address, telephone number, and contact information of the medical hall, and if you have something in the future, you can make a phone call." ”

After speaking, I looked up and smiled at the old man Cheng behind the glass window.

Withdraw, lead a group of demon moths, and float away!

The whole process of the Cheng family incident is a process of borrowing the bureau to make a situation.

What kind of person is Mr. Cheng, he just wants to use this bureau to sell the favor of the South China Sea Medicine King. And Nanhai Yao Wu Shunshui pushed the boat and sold me a favor again.

As for the children of the Cheng family, they took advantage of this bureau to learn a vivid lesson!

The old man doesn't show up, doesn't come out, lives deep behind the scenes, and strategizes! This is the real big man's style and means!

And when dealing with such a strong-minded big man, you don't need to talk much, because if you talk too much, it will be superficial.

In a word, I'll see you in the future!

Because, everyone knows each other's hearts!

We were very excited all the way, and we left Lantau Island and returned to Hong Kong, Vivien reluctantly said to me: "Mr. Ji, if you have something, I will call your hospital." ”

I nodded.

Vivien wanted to say something, but she lowered her head again, unable to speak, and at the end, she turned her head, stretched out her hand to stop a taxi, got in, and left.

The queen and Xiao Qi hugged their arms at this time, and they looked like tall people, one left and one right, and surrounded me in the middle.

The queen smiled wickedly and said to me, "Da Jibai, this Hong Kong girl seems to be in love with you." ”

I frowned and looked at the Queen, "Am I that attractive?" Have it? ”

Xiao Qi was serious: "Brother, you have." Though...... You're miserable, but you're like a demon, and once a girl comes into contact with you, you're like a cloud. ”

Xiao Xian'er came up to help: "Yes, boss, I have analyzed, you are the biggest demon!" ”

I blackened my face, looked at the three girls, and said in a low voice: "You guys, so, what do you want to do with this posture?" ”

The queen hehe: "Slay the demons!" ”

Can I say that I was on the street and let these three demon moths pinch me?

That's a real pinch, pointing to the meat, twisting and pinching, ruthless!

I broke free and I ran, it was useless, Xiao Qi hugged me.

That crispy and soft bosom, can I run?

So, the guide was watching, and some passers-by were puzzled and wanted to call the police.

So, we flash also!

Where does the flash go? OK！ Pacific Place!

What for? Kill me!

It's so ruthless, four girls, a set of clothes, and my heart is dripping blood.

But then again, why do men make money, don't they just spend it on women?

What a big deal.

After the consumption, I went back to my small clinic, and as soon as I arrived at the door, I saw a young man who was holding a bottle of mineral water, sitting on the steps of the door, nibbling on bread, and looking around.