"This is what you call a haunted house?" Looking at the mansion located near Matthews Lake in front of him, Li Qingyuan asked with some uncertainty.

"Yes, Master, it should be right, Martin. This is Channing's house! Nicholas hurriedly agreed.

"If I help him get rid of the haunting, can he really give me a million?" Although the upper and lower floors of this mansion looked quite luxurious, he knew the temperament of these rich people.

That is, if you don't wait for the catastrophe to come, you will never pay obediently.

"Rest assured, Master, Martin. Although Qian Ning is only the founder of an angel fund, he should still have hundreds of millions of family assets, and one million is the price of two games for him. Nicholas said lightly.

These wicked rich people!

Li Qingyuan secretly scolded in his heart, Ma De Laozi can't earn a million after working hard, and as a result, you are just a small amount of money used to play cards, which is simply infuriating!

"Stop, what are you!" He had just taken a step and was about to walk towards the mansion, when he saw two guys who were lurking out of nowhere, one of whom still had a gun in his hand, suddenly jumped out and blocked him.

Compared with the slum streets, which have to wait four hours to see the police car after calling the police, the efficiency is different, as long as it is a high-end wealthy community, in addition to the 24-hour on-call police service, basically all the community will arrange armed security guards to patrol.

Beverly Hills, where Nicholas lives, is a well-known top community in Los Angeles and even the whole United States, and the periphery of the community is protected by Blackwater mercenaries who have retreated from the Middle East battlefield all year round, and the weapons and equipment even include land chariots.

So don't look at this area, there is not even a wall, but it is indeed a rich area, so when Li Qingyuan, a guy who doesn't seem to want to be rich, walks over, he will naturally be questioned by the security guards.

"Hello, I'm a psychic medium, and I've heard that Martin. Mr. Channing's house has been haunted recently, so I came to help him solve the disaster! Master Li hurriedly spread out his hands to show that he was not carrying a weapon.

Keeping your hands in sight is a necessary rule of survival in the United States.

There are many foreign tourists who do not understand the national conditions of the United States, so there are often some incomprehensible problems and tragedies.

For example, when the police stop you and ask you for your documents, all you can do is put your hands flat on top of your head as if you have surrendered, and then tell the other person where to put your documents and let him pick them up.

Because in the United States, where the gun ownership rate is 60 percent, no one knows whether you are going to get a license or a gun, so according to federal law, if you encounter such a situation, the police have the right to shoot you directly.

We must pay great attention to this point, every year there are unlucky people from abroad who die in vain on the free land of America for this reason, and there is no place to seek justice.

"Medium! You? The two security guards looked at Li Qingyuan, who was carrying a huge travel bag in front of him, and was a little incredulous.

As a qualified American, the psychic medium is similar to the Taoist priest of the flower planter, although many people may not have seen it in their lifetime, but they must have heard of their existence.

After all, so many messy movies and television are not for nothing.

"Yes, I'm the number one psychic medium in the whole of Los Angeles!" Li Qingyuan shook the bell in his hand, which he bought for fifteen yuan in Chinatown just now, although it is not a copper bell but stainless steel, but it is estimated that the effect should be a little.

The two security guards stared at him with idiotic eyes, this guy, bullying us for not seeing the psychic medium, right?

"Boy, I don't know which hospital you ran from from, but this is not the place for you to pretend to be crazy and stupid, get out of here immediately, otherwise, we don't mind giving you some color!" The two security guards squeezed their casserole-sized fists and yelled at him.

Although the so-called psychic master can be mixed with the wind and water, and can even enter and exit the White House and Capitol Hill, Li Qingyuan's current appearance really looks no different from a charlatan, so the two security guards directly regarded him as a guy who was ready to swindle.

"Damn, I don't believe in Lao Tzu!" Master Li was also a little annoyed in his heart, he was also the number one psychic medium in Los Angeles, and he was despised by the two security guards, which was really a slap in the face.

"Get out, otherwise the two brothers will be ready to beat people!" Seeing where he was standing and refusing to move, two security guards walked up with a wicked smile on their faces, and a fierce momentum suddenly passed from them.

The security guards in this kind of rich area are sometimes not even worse than those special police, and with a physique like Li Qingyuan, the two of them can fight ten or eight.

"Stop, stop, everyone, be civilized, be reasonable, don't fight and kill all day long!" Seeing the burly physique of the two security guards, Li Qingyuan hurriedly raised his hand to signal the two to stop.

"What, are you going to fuck off!" If you can not do it, the security guard naturally doesn't want to start beating people, after all, although the kid on the other side looks crazy, if he doesn't kill him directly, the two of them will have nothing good to eat.

"No, listen to me, I'm really the most powerful psychic medium in all of Los Angeles!" If it weren't for the $1 million reward that Nicholas said, Li Qingyuan would definitely be away by now.

But it can't be helped! There are very few haunted places in this world, and it happens that there is a super rich local tyrant living in a haunted place, which is even more rare.

If it weren't for the fact that Taylor and Nicholas couldn't get access to anything realistic, he would have considered sending the two of them to someone else's house to pretend to be ghosts and scare people.

"I think you kid won't cry when you don't see the coffin!" The two security guards suddenly felt like they were being played, and hurriedly rushed up in three steps and two steps.

"Damn, you two bastards, Lao Tzu is really the greatest psychic medium in Los Angeles, you don't believe in Lao Tzu, you will be punished!" Seeing that the two guys rushed up like this, Master Li naturally knew the truth that heroes don't suffer losses in front of them, and hurriedly began to run away.

"You liar, stop for Lao Tzu!" Don't look at Li Qingyuan carrying a large bag of messy props, but this body was abducted and trained in the poor pit since he was a child, and he may be just a scumbag in terms of frontal combat effectiveness, but if he only talks about running away, his talent is almost full.