Rolling Stone Bar.

THE HOTTEST BAR IN ZHUHAI CITY.

When Wang Fool arrived at the Rolling Stones, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening. At this time, the entrance of the Rolling Stone Bar is still full of traffic and bright lights.

Wang Du begged for a few newspapers at the commissary not far from the entrance of the bar, sat on the floor, and waited for customers.

Because he worked as a security guard in Greek mythology in City C, he has witnessed a group of Taoist monks deceiving for a long time, and some tricks.

However, it was late at night, and Wang Fool sat on the ground at a young age, more like a down-and-out wanderer, not at all like a fortune teller with fairy wind bones.

For this kind of predicament, Wang Stupid has no way, for a while, he can't show up the props, however, Wang Stupid is still confident, after all, he is a genuine cultivator, for a cultivator, deceiving ordinary people is a matter of getting caught, not to mention, Wang Stupid also has practical props such as pill talismans on his body.

What made Wang Fool vomit blood was that while waiting for a suitable target to appear, someone actually threw change in front of him.

"Damn, I really think Lao Tzu is called Huazi!"

Wang Stupid looked at the more and more bits and pieces of money in front of him with indignation, and finally, when he saw that there was no one, he swept the change into his pocket.

"Grandma's, no wonder they say that being a beggar has a future, I can make money sitting here as a able-bodied person, if I put it for more than 10,000 or something, it's not a dream to become a 10,000 yuan household in a month!"

Looking at a few more banknotes thrown into the newspaper, Wang was full of stupidity.

At this time, Wang Du even thought that in case he couldn't get along that day, this would be a good choice.

Time passed little by little, and after midnight, the door of the Rolling Stone Bar was still bustling, with people leaving from time to time and people arriving by car from time to time.

Wang Fool has been choosing a target.

At present, Wang Fool has no plans to make a living from fortune telling, so he has to choose a worthy target and hit it with one hit.

When it was close to one o'clock in the morning, Wang Du finally locked on to the target.

A luxury car slowly drove to the door of the bar.

Immediately, someone walked to one of the black Bentleys and opened the door, and a middle-aged man in a black trench coat came down, and beside him, there were more than a dozen young people, and the momentum was extraordinary.

Rich!

Wang Stupid has been working as a security guard in KTV for nearly two years, and he has developed a pair of fiery eyes, and immediately concluded that this person is a really rich master, just this pomp, ordinary local tyrants can't do it, after all, just that slip of luxury cars is worth tens of millions.

Wang Fool's goal is not only to be rich, but also to be publicized, because the vanity of the people who are publicized is very strong, and the people who are public, without exception, will have enemies. In general, such people are superstitious.

There is no doubt that this is what Wang Du is looking for.

Laugh at!

Wang was stupid that the middle-aged man in the windbreaker would enter the bar, and he didn't care that there was still some change in the newspaper that he hadn't taken, so he bounced up and ran in front of the windbreaker man.

"Sir, you have a bloody plague!" Wang Fool used the greatest killing weapon in the fortune-telling world. Usually, people who hear this stop in their tracks.

"Get out of here!"

A tall young man beside the man in the trench coat suddenly stepped forward and pushed on Wang Fool's chest, but Wang Fool had already been prepared, urging the power of the jade wrench, and his body was like a rock, not moving at all.

There was a hint of embarrassment on the tall young man's face.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Be quiet.

More than a dozen pairs of eyes stared at Wang Stupid.

Wang Stupid did not back down, and looked at the man in the trench coat head-on, he knew that the protagonist was the man in the trench coat, as long as this guy was settled, the little minions around him would not be a problem.

"Did you calculate that you have a bloody plague today?" The man in the trench coat grinned, his hands raised slightly, and the people around him took a step back.

"I never tell my own fortune." Wang smiled stupidly. At this time, Wang Fool was already in control, because he had already aroused the curiosity of the man in the trench coat, as long as he spoke, it meant that he was half successful.

"Why?" Looking at Wang Fool's flattering smile, the man in the trench coat thought it was his own illusion, and this thing obviously had a serious expression just now.

"It's not that I don't count myself. Because we understand what it means: 'He who is easy does not say anything.' When you see something, you naturally know what will happen next, what kind of variables it will have. But even if a thing can be launched, even if it is pushed out, it can be avoided. But something even more terrible may be looming. You can call the occurrence of a catastrophe a catastrophe that can run away from the monk and can't run away from the temple. That's often the case with people. "Wang's stupid mouth can be regarded as a must, and anyone who dies can be said to be alive, at the beginning, Wen Jing was deeply impressed.

"Since the monk can't run the temple, what's the point of knowing if there is a bloody disaster?" The trench coat man smiled slightly.

"Different, that's me." Looking at the smile of the man in the trench coat, Wang Du had a creepy feeling, as if he was not facing a gentle and elegant person, but a fierce beast.

"Really!" The man in the trench coat looked at Wang Stupid for a long time, and his eyes were as if he was watching a clown performance.

"Physiognomy, a magical science, is unique to China, in the process of physiognomy development, and many branches, fortune telling, is one of them. There are many fortune tellers in China, however, I have never heard of a fortune teller telling his fortunes. The reason for this is little known. Because since the birth of physiognomy, there has been such an ancestral motto: 'Fortune tellers do not count themselves, and count themselves to death'. "Wang Stupid is right.

"It seems that you have used some homework, so, do you know what it means to be punished by divulging the secret of heaven?"

"Damn, I've met a master!" Wang Stupid was secretly surprised.

"Say!" The man in the trench coat turned cold, not angry and arrogant. At the same time, the people gathered around him took a step forward.

"You're right, because fortune-telling is actually revealing the heavenly secrets, and if you don't practice well to a certain point, you will suffer heavenly punishment if you casually leak the heavenly secrets. However, there are some people who have a certain mission to tell fortunes, and there are others who have reached a certain level through practice, and there is no problem in giving predictions. This is as if it is okay for some major state affairs to be said by the central leaders when they meet with foreign leaders, but if the staff members below reveal them, they will be leaking state secrets. You don't usually go through the practice, so it's not good to tell people fortunes like this. ”

"Hehe, it seems like that, it seems that you are a fortune teller with a mission." The man in the trench coat softened slightly.

"I have a somewhat different view of fortune telling, though." Wang Fool secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Judging from this person's speech and demeanor and the look on his eyebrows, his willpower is extremely firm, and it is not easy to convince him.

"Tell me."

"There are certain rules to follow in fortune-telling, and people who really know how to calculate know that it is impossible for people to compete with nature, and when the external environment has a restraining effect on your life, even the gods can't save it. However, if you understand the laws of nature and grasp the laws of the I Ching, you can predict the prophets, and anyone can not leak them. ”

"It seems that you have mastered the mysteries of the I Ching?" A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth.

Looking at that playful smile, Wang Du's heart suddenly sank, and he secretly complained bitterly.

There is no doubt that the other party is a master, and he knows the Book of Changes, if he wants to fool such a person into paying money, it is impossible at all, because Wang Du knows six of the seven tricks of fortune-telling, and he doesn't know anything.

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"No, no, it's interesting, I'm bored today, trying to have some fun, and as a result, you show up." The man in the trench coat glanced around and laughed, and immediately, the people around him also laughed.

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"Little brother, I believe that you have some real skills, come, I have something to entrust, as long as you can do it, I will definitely reward you!"

The man in the trench coat grabbed Wang Fool's shoulder.

"What's the matter?" Wang Du asked stubbornly.

"I have a mansion with some problems with feng shui, and I am reluctant to sell it, so I have been idle for a few years, so I ask my little brother to help me resolve it."

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"Hahaha, Zhou Yi, all the way, that's it, let's go!"

Poor Wang Stupid, surrounded by a group of bearish men, sat on the windbreaker man's Bentley.

Wang Fool could have fled, but he didn't choose to flee because, he sensed that these people had guns on them. Wang Stupid is not afraid of bullets under the protection of the four-phase ancient jade, but he also doesn't want to destroy the heavens, not to mention, the four-phase ancient jade on his body is only a piece of his neck.

In addition, Wang Fool believes that he is just a bitter fortune teller, and these people should not be so bored that they are careless about human life. casually killed a person who had no grievances.

The convoy galloped to a villa by the sea.

The surroundings of the villa are very beautiful, covering several acres of land and have an extremely open view.

Mansion!

Just looking at the geographical location of the villa, Wang Du was sure that this was a mansion, but compared with the surrounding villas, this villa had a dark and gloomy feeling, and his back was cold.

The big iron gate of the villa is also rusty, and the wind is blowing, and it is becoming more and more desolate.

Everyone stood at the door of the villa, opened the big iron gate of the villa, and did not enter.

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"Let's go inside!"

Several big men pushed Wang Fool behind his back, pushed Wang Fool into the iron gate, and quickly closed the big iron gate. Wang Fool didn't struggle, after all, this villa is not a high-walled compound, he can easily climb over the wall and escape, and he can't clash with the man in the trench coat.

"Master, as long as you can help me solve the feng shui problem of this villa, I will definitely reward you!" The man in the trench coat stood outside the iron gate, with a mocking expression.

"How much?" Hearing the money, Wang Fool immediately came to his senses.

"A million!"

"It's a deal!" Wang Fool suddenly smiled. As long as there were one million, he and Shi Xiaobao immediately got out of the predicament.

"Good!" The trench coat man smiled slightly and nodded.

In the darkness of the night, the convoy left, but only parked a little farther away, and the group returned to the outside of the villa without a sound.

"Brothers, how long do you think that guy will be able to hold out? I'll bet twenty minutes! The man in the trench coat looked at Wang Stupid who was wandering in front of the villa with great interest. Under the faint moonlight, Wang Fool looked particularly dazzling on the lawn in front of the deserted villa.

"This murderous house is notoriously fierce, that guy has a lewd face, and his yang energy is not strong, so he will last for ten minutes at most!"

"I'll bet for five minutes."

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