High investment means high return, and a chip of 1,000 yuan has become 10,000 yuan in the blink of an eye. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The young man in front of him did not have the slightest excitement and joy, as if he was accustomed to it, picked up 10,000 yuan of chips and transferred it to the baccarat table. Several people got up and left after seeing this man, and obviously, someone knew that if they bet against this man, they would definitely lose.

As expected, the man has not lost since he sat in the chair, and Jianjun has already seen some eyebrows after watching for such a long time. Every time a man touches a card with his hand, there is a blue-black shadow in his hand extending under his palm, so every time he touches a card, the shadow is the first to touch, and this is the problem.

Jianjun, who was still standing behind the man, quietly took out an evil talisman from his arms, and then quietly pasted it on the young man's clothes. The blue-black shadow visible to the naked eye retracted directly from under his palm and into his sleeve.

The young man looked at the cards in his hand, and then moved his mouth, but did not make a sound. It was the first time a young man had leaked such an expression, and he had lost. Then the man picked up the remaining chips on the table and quickly got up.

After changing the chips, the man walked out of the casino in a dark panic and then walked out, not noticing the Jianjun and several black-clothed men not far behind him.

"He's in here?" Outside an apartment building, Jianjun asked a man in black.

"Yes, this is his house, and he will come out on time at seven o'clock in the morning every morning to eat breakfast." The black and silver man said to Jianjun.

"What floor does he live on?" Jianjun asked.

"Seventeenth Floor, Room 1707."

"Okay, I'll go up and have a look, you don't have to follow me." After Jianjun finished speaking, he walked into the apartment building and walked towards the elevator.

Inside the apartment building, outside room 1707 on the seventeenth floor.

Jianjun walked back and forth in the corridor twice, slowing down every time he passed by Room 1707, but because of the excellent sound insulation, he couldn't hear the slightest sound inside, but he could feel the coolness coming out of the door. Jianjun stood at the door and felt it for a moment, then turned and went downstairs.

"I'll go back to the hotel first, and when he comes downstairs, you call me." After Jianjun finished speaking to the black-clothed man downstairs, he turned around and went back to the hotel.

Now Jianjun somewhat understands what the hell that young man is doing, the problem is not very serious, but Jianjun still has some doubts about how he entered Lao Qiao's building, and it is obviously impossible for the very weak ghost to enter the lobby where the twin dragon stone pillars and Guan Gong are seated. But it doesn't matter, the important thing is that the army can solve this problem.

It was bright and Jianjun was awakened by a knock on the door, and then washed up and walked outside the hotel with the man in black.

In a Hong Kong-style tea restaurant, the young man who returned to the apartment building last night was sitting at the table next to him eating morning tea, but he was obviously alone, but there were two sets of tea sets on the table, and from time to time the food on the table was sandwiched into the empty tableware opposite. Fortunately, he is sitting in a relatively remote position, and there are not many people in the restaurant now.

In Jianjun's eyes, there was a ghost of a child about four or five years old sitting opposite the young man, the child's face was blue, and the corners of his mouth leaked two sharp small tiger teeth, but the eye circles were somewhat similar to the young man's, they were deeply sunken and had big dark circles. The man seemed to be much older and more tired than yesterday.

"Mind if I share a table?" Although Jianjun said this, he sat directly beside the little ghost.

"Is this your child? It's pretty cute. Jianjun said with a smile as he stared at the little ghost.

The young man's expression changed suddenly, becoming a little nervous and frightened, and this little ghost obviously understood Jianjun's words, his whole face turned purple, and with anger, the flesh on his face began to rot a little, and maggots appeared on the little ghost's face one by one.

"This kind of tutor is not good, I am eating, don't be so disgusting!" Jianjun said while putting his hand on the head of the little ghost, and the exorcism charm in the palm of his hand was directly attached to the little ghost's hair, and outsiders couldn't see anything, but the young man saw it, in his eyes, Jianjun just pressed his hand on the head of the little ghost, and the little ghost suddenly rose white smoke, and the dark color and pain, wah-wow screamed, but he couldn't move at all.

"Let go, let go, what are you going to do? Don't hurt him! The young man's dark and nervous shout attracted the attention of most of the people in the restaurant.

Jianjun looked around left and right, and then slowly put down the hand on the little ghost's head. The little ghost felt that the hand on his head was moved, and he raised his head suddenly, making a gesture to pounce on Jianjun, who immediately changed his face when he saw this situation, and stared at the little ghost like a torch, and the little ghost was directly honest.

"Whatever you want, go straight." The young man stared at Jianjun viciously and said.

"I'll answer you."

The young man glanced at Jianjun suspiciously, and then nodded, because he understood that if he didn't do what Jianjun said, his ghost boy and himself would probably be in trouble.

"How did you get this little ghost?"

"Thailand, Master Ankh asked for it." Said the young man.

"Did you feed him with sperm blood?"

"How do you know?" The young man asked suspiciously.

"If you continue, I can guarantee that you will not live for more than three months!" Jianjun looked at the young man whose face was already sickly and said.

"I know, I know I'm going to die, who isn't going to die?" The young man's tone was visibly disdainful.

"Then why do you do this? No matter how much you can get, you won't have the life to enjoy it. "The army is ****.

While the two were chatting, Jianjun ordered some food and ate it. Maybe he felt that Jianjun was not a bad person, or maybe it was because the young man had suppressed it for too long, so he slowly told Jianjun about his affairs.

This young man is Chinese New Year's Eve and five, a southerner, mainly doing some herbal medicine business in some small countries in Asia, last year because he was deceived, suffered heavy losses, and found that he had cancer, which made him a little unacceptable, for the old and the young, he is the pillar of the family, and he will definitely not be able to live the days when he falls down at home. It just so happened that he met a master when he was doing business in Myanmar, and he told him about himself, and the master gave him a ghost boy, so things have developed to this point.

"So you're going to leave a sum of money for your family before you die?" Jianjun looked at the somewhat sick man and said.

"For me, it's the same to die a few days early and a few days later."

"Then how did you get in this little ghost? The formation in the lobby, he shouldn't be able to get in. Jianjun glanced at the little ghost beside him and said.

"Hehe, that casino doesn't have anything to suppress evil, I feed it with essence blood, to be honest, after so long, he and I are now one life, and he will die if I die." The young man said in an indifferent tone.

After listening to this, Jianjun took a closer look at the little ghost around him, and carefully observed that this little ghost did have a little popularity. Seeing this situation, Jianjun suddenly realized, indeed, this little ghost does not have much resentment, and constantly sucks human essence blood every day, feeding with essence blood, not only can melt away the filth on his body, but also increase some popularity, as a casino lobby formation, it is no longer possible to distinguish whether he is a human or a ghost, and they only go in the early hours of the morning every time, at that time, the yin qi between heaven and earth is extremely heavy, so it seems reasonable. However, people's essence and soul are connected, and the more essence blood is used, the darker the soul becomes.

"Is it really worth it for you?" Jianjun asked in a low voice.

"It's worth it." The answer was only two words, but it was unusually crisp and firm.