"Xiao Zhao, let's see where these three men in black come from. ”

Shen Hansheng suddenly remembered that Liu Yishou said that he should not act as revenge, and mainly came to the Shen family to commit murder in order to repay his kindness.

He didn't know who Liu Yishou's object of gratitude was, so he could only start with the three men in black to see if he could find some clues.

"Old Director, look!"

Zhao Feng picked up the clothes of a black-clothed man's corpse, seemed to have found something, and hurriedly said.

When Shen Hansheng heard this, he immediately stepped forward and leaned over to take a look, only to find a blood-colored wolf head tattoo on the chest of the man in black, and couldn't help frowning: "This is the mark of the Evil Wolf Valley! Look at the other two corpses!"

Zhao Feng immediately picked up the bodies of the other two black-clothed people.

As a result, a bloody wolf's head was found on the chest.

"Old director, the Evil Wolf Valley is a famous killer organization in China, when you were the deputy director of the Jiangnan Wuzong Bureau, you personally led the team to kill the Evil Wolf Valley, it seems that Liu Yishou's so-called repayment of gratitude is to avenge the killing of the Evil Wolf Valley back then. Zhao Feng said meaningfully.

Shen Hansheng nodded, agreeing with Zhao Feng's guess.

"It's a pity that Sect Master Qin didn't leave a living mouth, otherwise he would still be able to interrogate where the current Evil Wolf Valley lair is. ”

Shen Hansheng looked regretful, but he was still full of joy for the Shen family to be in danger this time.

......

Next!

Li Jishi made a few calls to Qin Fan, saying that Shen Hansheng's condition was aggravated by last night's injury, and asked Qin Fan if he could go over to show him, and the Shen family was willing to pay 100 million honorarium.

Qin Fan didn't even think about refusing directly.

It's true that he lacks money, but he won't change his absolutes because of money.

After all, Shen Jiayu's rudeness before seriously aroused his disgust, so he didn't plan to save people.

Midday.

After Qin Fan had lunch, he came to a street called 'Ghost Street'.

Ghost Street has a history of hundreds of years in Wuzhou, and funeral shops and feng shui metaphysics shops can be found everywhere throughout the street.

Both sides of the street are full of stalls, some selling rat poison, some selling fetal medicine, and fortune tellers, etc.

The reason why Qin Fan came here was because his money was almost spent, and he wanted to earn some money to maintain his cultivation.

"Young man, I look at your face, there is a faint trace of black gas lingering between your eyebrows, I am afraid that there will be a bloody disaster recently!"

As soon as Qin Fan passed by a photo booth, he was stopped by an old man with a blind mirror.

“......”

Qin Fan was speechless.

This Nima is a god!

So he smiled helplessly and said, "I don't know if I have a bloody calamity, you will have a bloody calamity within five minutes." ”

“......”

This time it was the turn of the old god stick to be speechless.

Feelings met peers?

"You said I had a bloody disaster in five minutes, how could I see it?" the old god spread his hands, but he didn't pay attention to let the leather bag under his armpit fall to the ground.

Seeing this, Qin Fan smiled bitterly and said: "Not only will you have a bloody disaster within five minutes, but you will also break your fortune, and the money in your leather bag will soon be yours." ”

"Hey !!"

The old god stick was not happy: "I didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out today, and I ran into a crow's beak that hurt people, it's really unlucky!"

After speaking, the old god stick was ready to return to the stall.

"Instigation!"

At the moment when the old god stick turned around, a red stake head flew over.

"Smack!"

The red brick smashed into the back of the old god's head with unmistakable precision.

"Oops!!"

The old god screamed, subconsciously touched the back of his head, and when he found that his hands were full of blood, he couldn't help but scold: "Who the hell doesn't have long eyes, throwing bricks!"

As a result, before he finished speaking, a scolding voice came from the street:

"You damn god, tricked the old lady into giving her son a drink of Fu gray water, but my son became more sick after drinking, see if I don't kill you!!"

"Crackling!"

A fat woman rushed up and punched and kicked the old god stick.

"Oh! Don't fight! There's something to say! Stop!!"

The screams of the old god stick immediately attracted a lot of melon-eating people.

At this time, a man of about thirty years old came to the place where the old god stick was beaten, and the fat woman stopped her hand, grabbed the old god stick's ear and angrily explained to the melon-eating crowd:

"Yesterday, I wanted to ask Master Yan to save my son, but Master Yan's sale fee was 100,000 yuan, and my husband and wife couldn't come up with that much money, so I went to the photo booth on the street and asked one by one if there was anyone who could save my son. ”

"After asking around, the other stall owners said that there was no way, but this damn god stick said that my son provoked something unclean, and he only needed to draw a talisman, and I took it back and mixed it with the ash water of the talisman for my son to drink, and he could cure my son. ”

"I was also stupid, so I spent 2,000 yuan to buy him a talisman, and went back to get a bowl of talisman gray water for my son to drink according to his request, but my son is even sicker today, and now he can't even open his eyes. ”

"Do you think this kind of magic stick deserves to be damned?"

"Yes, yes, this kind of person really deserves to die!"

The people who eat melons are very indignant when they listen to the fat woman's words.

And the most emotional was the child's father, who saw that after he handed the child over to the fat woman, he grabbed the brick and slapped it at the old god's head.

"Ah!!h

The old god stick was shocked, hurriedly dodged, knelt on the ground and cried: "I admit that my method has deceived you, but your son's condition has worsened, and it really has nothing to do with Fu Grayshui! There are more than 10,000 in this leather bag, all for you, you should take the child to the hospital quickly!"

The old god stick is like a mourning test.

The child's father snorted coldly, snatched the leather bag from the old god's hand, and spit: "More than 10,000, how can Master Yan make a move!"

"That's... What do you want?" said the old god timidly.

"I'll give 50,000! Let Master Yan save my son!"

Hearing the man's words, the old god's eyes were full of ashes.

Why the hell do I want to make those 2,000 dollars!

"Huh!"

Suddenly, the old god had a flash of inspiration and fixed his eyes on Qin Fan.

He can see that I have a bloody disaster in five minutes, and he can see that I am going to break the fortune, could it be that he is really a knowledgeable master?

Thinking of this, the old god stick immediately hugged Qin Fan's thighs and cried: "Master! You must be a master! Please help me! Help me!

Qin Fan suddenly smiled bitterly: "Aren't you my crow's mouth?

"I was wrong!

"Smack!"

"I slap my mouth!"

"Smack!"

......

"Alright, alright, get up, I'll help you. ”

Qin Fan smiled helplessly, then looked at the fat woman, and said: "People have three fires, one is extinguished by dirty things, one is seriously ill, two are extinguished, and three are possessed, and three are dead." ”

"Your son has indeed touched something dirty, and the fire above his head has been extinguished, and the one on his left shoulder is crumbling and could be extinguished at any moment. ”

"That's... What should I do then?" Hearing Qin Fan's words, the fat woman looked anxious.

"I can save your son without a penny, you just have to return the bag to him. Qin Fan said, glancing at the old god stick.

The old god stick burst into tears.

What a man!

After hearing Qin Fan's words, the fat woman and his wife looked at each other for a while, and finally the man spoke: "If you can really save my son, I will listen to you for everything, if you can't save it..."

"Then you beat me like him, and you smash him to death with a brick. Qin Fan looked at the old god stick.

Old Stick: "......"

Don't fool me, uncle!!

Seeing Qin Fan's face determined, the man was silent for a while, and finally spit out a word:

"Good!"