Not only that, but the man often fooled around with different women, and even contracted Hualiu disease, and passed the disease to Miss Lin, and it was finally cured. Miss Lin felt very ashamed and wanted to file for divorce, but their family rules were very strict, unless the husband died, a woman could not file for divorce for any reason, otherwise it would be considered a watery flower, and the whole family would not be able to raise their heads.

"I originally thought that this was a bitter life, and I would have to endure it, but ......," Miss Lin said calmly, but shed two lines of tears, "But that shameless man." He actually said that my venereal disease was caused by a tryst with a wild man, and he often scolded me in the most vicious language, and later beat me......"

She couldn't continue to speak, and Deng Kang looked at Miss Lin's beautiful and sad face, and felt unbearable. He asked bluntly, "Are you trying to give your husband a bow?" ”

Miss Lin was a little embarrassed: "I, I know it's immoral to do this. But I really didn't have any other choice, I was going to collapse, I was going crazy, I even thought about self-" Deng Kang stretched out his hand to interrupt, saying that these were not my concerns. There is no word morality in the dictionary of the head descender, as long as you are willing to pay, I will fall.

"Oh, well, that's what Mr. Wu said, right?" Miss Lin asked. Deng Kang didn't know what Wu Fubao's price was, so he just nodded and said that he was not responsible for collecting money, only for collecting his life. Miss Lin asked what kind of head drop can kill people, and Deng Kang gave a few examples, telling her that the most powerful ghost drop has the best effect. The mana consumption is also high, and no one can reduce it, but the fee is also expensive, so you have to consult Mr. Wu for details.

Miss Lin asked, "The fastest and most effective is this kind of ghost descent?" ”

Deng Kang nodded: "Yes, there is no head descending master other than the Ghost King Sect that can be solved at present." Miss Lin asked how many people there were in the Ghost King Sect, and Deng Kang said that there were only four, but his own people would not solve the bowing of their own people, this was the rule. Miss Lin breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Mr. Wu has already told me that this kind of ghost descending that no one can solve will be charged an extra fifty percent." ”

Listening to her words, Deng Kang thought to himself, this Wu Fu is really dark, and what he agreed with me before was to drop the ghost and give himself more than 30%.

"But I don't understand, can this so-called head-lowering technique really work?" Miss Lin asked in a skeptical tone. Deng Kang didn't bother to explain, and said that he would consult Wu Fu specifically, he was only responsible for the surrender and surrender, and if you agreed, you would provide me with the required materials.

Miss Lin asked what the materials were, and Deng Kang said that he wanted the other party's real name, birthday, clear photos, hair, nail clips, and unwashed underwear. It's better to have blood. Miss Lin smiled: "What can these things be used for?" Do you want to find my husband by smell, like a police dog? ”

Deng Kang snorted and said, "If you change to other head lowering masters, you will offend them with this sentence, not only will you not succeed in business, but you will also be unlucky." Miss Lin smiled apologetically, and Deng Kang didn't want to continue talking, so he offered to let her go to Wu Fu.

Maybe Miss Lin also knew that words were not speculative, so she got up and said goodbye.

When Wu Fu came back, it was already evening, and before Deng Kang could speak, he said that he already knew, and Miss Lin didn't trust this kind of Nanyang evil art, and wanted to try it on others first. There is a colleague who is also a romance female writer, surnamed Gu, and Miss Lin have been working against each other for many years, you don't accept me, and I hate you too. Miss Lin wants to fix that ancient writer, don't let her die, just be unlucky, sick or whatever, just suffer some hardships.

Wu Fu said: "Miss Lin said that she will find a way to get the raw materials of the ancient writers in the next few days, so let's wait for news." Deng Kang nodded, that night, Wu Fu and he went to KTV to drink and sing, and played until dawn before going home.

A few days later, Miss Lin came to Wu Fu and Deng Kang with some things and NT$20,000, which were pictures of hair, nails, and underwear of ancient writers. As for how he got these things, Wu Fu didn't care, he happily accepted a deposit of 20,000 yuan, and Miss Lin instructed: "That ancient writer hides in the house all day long to write, and rarely goes out. But I will go to the beauty salon for a treatment once every half a month, and I will inform you of the time, place and route at that time. ”

Deng Kang and Wu Fu drove back to the mountain hut to make these raw materials into head-lowering oil, and then waited for Miss Lin to inform them.

About eight or nine days later, Miss Lin sent a text message to Wu Fu, saying that the ancient writer was going to the beauty salon tomorrow afternoon. Get them ready. At around two o'clock in the afternoon of the next day, Miss Lin called Wu Fu: "The ancient writer has just walked into the beauty salon, and she has to do beauty for two hours each time, and you must be there before four o'clock at the latest." Her license plate number is XXXXXX, and what method will be used to land when the time comes. That's your business. ”

Deng Kang and Wu Fu drove to the intersection near the beauty salon first and waited patiently. Wu Fu pointed to an old red Mercedes-Benz car parked at the entrance of the beauty salon: "That's it, the license plate number matches." When it was almost four o'clock, the two men split up, one standing on the left side of the salon gate and the other on the right.

Ten minutes later, a middle-aged lady walked out of the beauty salon, her hair was permed into big waves, she wore black-rimmed glasses, and she was holding a women's handbag and an album. Wu Fu and Deng Kang had seen this person from the photo before. I know that she is an ancient writer. The two of them moved head-on in the direction of the gate of the beauty salon at the same time, and when Gu Cheng took out the key and walked towards his car, Wu Fu walked a few steps closely, holding his mobile phone in his hand. Pretending to be on the phone, he recklessly bumped into the ancient writer and knocked off the album in her hand.

"Ahh The ancient writer screamed, Wu Fu apologized repeatedly, and bent down to pick up the beauty album on the ground. At first she may suspect a thief. Hurriedly covered his bag tightly, but saw Wu Fu wearing a neat suit, holding a mobile phone in his hand, and looking like a businessman, so he relaxed his vigilance a little.

Wu Fu smiled all over his face: "I'm really sorry, I didn't pay attention on the phone, are you okay?" ”

The ancient writer said that it is nothing, you have to be careful in the future, it is not okay to walk like this. At this time, Deng Kang had quietly walked behind her, and quickly tapped the small glass bottle in his hand at the back of her neck. Walk away as if nothing happened. The ancient writer felt a chill on the back of her neck, and when she looked back, she didn't find anything unusual, she wiped it with her hand and looked up at the sky. Thinking that it was going to rain, she hurriedly took the album handed to her by Wu Fu, and then saw that she didn't lose anything on her body, so she quickly got into the car and drove away.

After the success, the two also drove home, and Wu Fu sent a text message to Miss Lin. She also replied with the address of the ancient writer by text message.

Before casting the spell, Deng Kang was hesitating whether to fall on a foreign object or to fall quickly. The consequences of the descent vary from person to person, from headache and abdominal pain, to vomiting every day, to madness, beating and destroying people, and bleeding. This kind of head lowering is very hidden, and most people will not associate it with the head lowering, and it is most suitable for the whole person. The foreign body drop is obviously not a natural disease, it is definitely an evil art.

"Let's fall into a foreign body!" Wu Fu said.

Deng Kang asked, "Why, does it have to be that ancient writer who knows that he is descending from evil?" "Wu Fu said what he thought, and the rapid descent was very hidden, but our actions could not make Miss Lin suspicious. Even if it was caused by us, it was successful, but Miss Lin may think that the ancient writer should have been sick, or that we had just poisoned her instead of lowering her head.

These words made Deng Kang feel reasonable, and he thought about it. Let Wu Fu find a long iron nail, as long as an adult's palm. Late that night, Wu Fu drove Deng Kang to the vicinity of the ancient writer's residence, which was a series of small independent buildings, which seemed to be inhabited by the middle class. The car was parked right on the back wall of the ancient writer's house. Deng Kang got out of the car, sat cross-legged at the base of the wall, put the iron tray in front of him, put the long nail in the plate, and covered it with his right hand. Begin to chant mantras.

In the twenty minutes or so of Dengkang's witch spell, a police car with flashing overhead lights came from a distance, Wu Fu was smoking a cigarette in the corner of the house, and when he saw the police car, he hurriedly ran to Dengkang and gestured again and again. At this moment, the lights on the second floor of the ancient writer's house were turned on, and the noise and noise could be faintly heard. Deng Kang immediately stopped casting the spell, and the two got into the car and drove away.