Zhang Facai really thought so at the time, and got rid of the annoying Wang Dazhu's wife and hurriedly returned home.

The life and death deed sent to Zhang Facai did not make it clear when he would come to take his life, but the unknown was the most difficult.

Zhang Facai, who returned home, kept thinking about who killed Wang Dazhu and who sent him this life and death contract.

But he never thought it was from the man.

Although this life and death contract is a little weird, this man can't be a ghost, right?

How could ghosts appear when there were so many people?

In the next few days, Zhang Facai would go to the mahjong parlor every day to gamble for money.

The gamblers who lost the man were addicted to it again after a few days of peace, and they came to the mahjong parlor one after another.

Zhao Dong's business gradually picked up, and the appearance of that man was an insignificant episode in the town.

But only Zhao Dong's heart has been uneasy, he feels that the life and death pact signed by the man and a dozen gamblers is like a time bomb.

Soon it will disturb the peace of the whole town.

Zhang Facai will also come to the mahjong parlor on time every day to report, but he doesn't gamble, he will bring a pack of cigarettes every night, and then sit with Zhao Dong at the counter for one night.

He was observing, observing which of these people was the one who sent him a life and death contract.

This kind of Zhang Facai is very sensitive, once anyone has a different behavior than usual, he will immediately rush up to question someone.

Over time, the matter of the life and death contract was brought up again, but everyone said that Zhang Facai was dizzy, how could this kind of thing be taken seriously.

Now the people are in the mahjong parlor that night, and they have the ability to kill them.

Zhang Facai's heart settled down a little.

On the second night when everyone shouted that it was okay and there was a fuss, Zhang Facai also died.

Died of gas poisoning.

At the same time, another gambler died, and he also received the letter, but he did not read it at all, but threw it at home like garbage.

The letter was picked up by his wife and ran to the mahjong parlor to question the gamblers.

But these gamblers themselves are confused, how can they give his wife an explanation?

Once it was an accident, twice it was a coincidence, but now three lives have been taken......

Who is that man?

Could it be that he could really kill everyone?

At this time, they finally panicked, and they were racking their brains to find news about the man, and only after inquiring did they know that this man had never been seen except for appearing in the mahjong parlor.

It seems that it only appears in a mahjong parlor.

Everyone pointed the finger at Zhao Dong and asked Zhao Dong why he wanted to let inexplicable people into the mahjong hall.

Zhao Dong is really dumb and can't say that he has a hard time eating Coptis chinensis, he is a mahjong parlor and everyone is a guest, so he can't kick people out before they come in, right?

The next person to die has appeared, and it is the little thug who has been idle in the town, and the thug immediately went to find an old way.

The gangsters invited Lao Dao into the mahjong hall as an ancestor, and Lao Dao went around in the mahjong hall, and then said to the gangsters that the yin qi in the store was very heavy, and it seemed that something powerful had come.

The gangster told Lao Dao about the life and death contract and the death of three people in a row, and the latter immediately scolded the gangster.

said that you guys are really looking for death, and even dare to sign the life and death contract of gamblers.

Only then did everyone know that the man was not human!

Gamblers are good gamblers by nature, and it must be this group of people who gather here every day to gamble for money to attract gamblers.

This is good, the gamblers are red-eyed because they lose and lose, and they just happened to follow the way of gamblers and signed a life and death contract.

The one who signed the letter and drew the bet gambled his life, and it was only natural for the gambler to come and ask for their life.

There are gamblers who lure first, but this group of people can't control themselves behind.

The gangsters were almost scared to death by what Lao Dao said, and hurriedly begged Lao Dao for help.

Lao Dao said that this is their own loss to others' lives, and whether they can save it depends on the will of God.

How can the gangsters listen to the words of the old way, and they beg the old way to save themselves, no matter what he is willing to give the old way.

The old way said try your best.

On the same day, he asked the gangsters to prepare offerings such as three animals and things to exorcise ghosts, and set up a formation around the mahjong hall, waiting for the gangsters to introduce the gamblers into the formation, and the old way was casting a spell to solve it.

In the evening, Zhao Dong closed the door of the store early, and the other gamblers all remembered about the life and death contract, and they didn't have any heart to gamble.

The little gangster stayed in the house alone, and Zhao Dong accompanied Lao Dao to hide in the dark, waiting for the gambler to come and ask for his life, after all, this is his own mahjong parlor.

About twelve o'clock later, the man came.

The thugs sat alone in the room shivering, cigarette butts on the floor falling one after another, and suddenly a shadow blocked the glass door.

Suddenly, where did the little gangster remember any old-fashioned advice, he felt that his soul had flown out of the clouds, and he was about to run to the back door of the mahjong parlor.

The front door was locked by Zhao Dong, but the old Taoist said that the gambler always had a way to get in.

The black palm fumbled with the handle of the gate, and the door slammed into it.

A voice like a rush came.

Zhou Cheng ...... Zhou Cheng ......"

"Giggle...... I'm coming for you......"

Zhou Cheng ran to the back door, but he didn't expect the back door to be locked!

"Bang ......"

"Bang Bang ......"

The gambler kept banging on the door, and Zhou Cheng pulled the back door frantically.

Immediately after that, there was a "bang", and the glass of the gate was shattered.

With a "click", the door of the mahjong parlor was locked, followed by a sound of pushing the door.

Gambler, come in.

Zhou Cheng was so frightened that he couldn't possess his body, and pulled the back door even more frantically, and even pulled and kicked so anxious that he was sweating profusely and chilling all over.

The gambler looked up at a face with countless eyes, and those eyes moved freely on the gambler's face, searching around for Zhou Cheng's figure.

"Rustle...... Rustle......"

The suffocating footsteps slowly approached the direction of the back door, Zhou Cheng was almost crazy, and frantically slapped the back door and shouted towards the back door: "Help me!" Help me! Zhao Dong! Open the door for me! ”

"Zhao Dong! Master Deng! Open the door for me! ”

A cool breath wrapped around Zhou Cheng's back like a poisonous snake, and he felt a hand slowly approaching him, and finally patted him on the shoulder.

"You can't run away."