Linhai City Flyover, as the most prosperous commercial street in Linhai City, is here during the day, with a flow of more than 100 people per minute.

Over time, it became a favorite gathering place for some "craftsmen" who liked to fight guerrilla warfare with the city's order managers.

"Eight-character fortune-telling, looking for people and fortune, straight cut off the iron mouth, a hexagram of gold!"

Under the banner, an old man with small sunglasses, wearing a washed white ancient Taoist robe, with white hair and dry hands, was sitting leisurely on a small horse.

In front of him is a rectangular quaint long table, a fine snow-white rice paper, with paperweight, inkstone, pen and ink.

A full hour passed by the bustling flow of people, but no one showed the slightest interest in the stall.

"This gentleman, please stay!"

The old man's voice sounded, and the next moment, a tall man wearing a black cardigan and a large chain with a glittering local tyrant's gold color felt a chill in his body.

Immediately afterwards, he stood still and asked the old fortune teller, "Old man, you called me?"

Nodding slightly, the old man was a master.

As he spoke, as the big man walked over, the surrounding crowd began to be attracted to this side. After all, it's not a big deal to watch the excitement, this is the nature of the people who eat melons all over the world.

"Eight-character fortune-telling, finding people and determining luck, straight iron mouth, a hexagram of gold, old man, your tone is really not small!

Hanging a thousand gold, why, when I saw the big gold chain around my grandfather's neck, my eyes were red.

Let me think about it, next, do you want to say, grandpa, my face is black, and my seal hall is dark, there will be a disaster of blood and light, if there is no resolution from you, it will definitely be difficult to escape the disaster.

Then I want to fool my grandfather with my money, I tell you, there is no door!"

Looking at the fierce and vicious strong man, the old man at this time shook his head and said: "Although you don't believe it, but since the old man has cultivated the Tao, he has done a good deed every day, but I have to remind you."

This gentleman, your face is black, your seal is dark, and there will be a disaster of blood and light soon. ”

"Bloody scourge of bullshit!"

As the strong man stretched out his hand, he suddenly lifted the table in front of the old man and rolled it in half. The original pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and many items on the table have all rolled over one by one.

The old man was like an old pine in the mountain and a bronze bell in the temple, standing still.

When the strong man raised his fist the size of a sandbag, he came to the old man and was ready to hammer the other party. Fang raised his fist, and a force that seemed to destroy the world stopped his movements.

"Hmph, old thing, it turns out that you want to touch porcelain, you and I are a fool!

"Obediently, the current liar's routine is so deep, it turns out to be a porcelain toucher!"

"What a witty young man, I almost got touched, stay away from this old man, don't get touched by him!"

However, just as the strong man turned around and was about to leave, the old man suddenly said with an immobile expression: "Within seven steps, you will definitely come back to help me clean up this stall that you have damaged!"

"At this time, don't give up, let alone seven steps, even seventy steps, seven hundred steps, seven thousand steps, I will never help you, an old liar, clean up your deceitful mess!"

Speaking of which, looking at the crowd gathered around him, there was already a faint look of adoration and awe in their eyes.

The strong man held his head high, took a big step, and the moment the soles of his feet landed, he deliberately shouted loudly: "One!"

Immediately afterwards, there was another "two", and the more the strong man took it, the more confident he felt, and he took a few steps under his feet.

"Three!" , "Four!" , "Five!" ......

It's just that on the overpass, the strong man didn't notice at all that at this time, on the lampshade of a street lamp, there was a strange figure faintly floating.

The ghost general level of the ghost, urging mana, has been able to appear in the daytime, although the strength is greatly reduced, but throwing something to smash someone is no problem at all.

"Six ......"

As soon as he was halfway through his words, he was about to shout the last number, and the strong man couldn't help but turn his head and look at the old man.

However, at the moment when he turned around, in the sky, above the street lamp, directly above the lampshade, a piece of iron sheet that had fallen into disrepair had fallen with a "click".

In the sky, a graceful and precise arc was drawn, and it hit the strong man's head without any deviation.

"Eh!"

As the iron skin fell, there was a close contact with the big man's Tianling Gai, and the huge impact instantly broke through the epidermis and subcutaneous connective tissue of the strong man's scalp.

Blood flowed, screamed, and his head was hit hard, only to feel that it was dark in front of him, and the strong man with gold stars in his eyes couldn't help but raise his hand and touch the top of his head.

"Blood, blood!"

As the strong man couldn't help but start screaming, the crowd around him began to talk about it.

"It's really a bloody disaster! Could it be that this old man is still a real peerless master?"

"Six steps, really didn't go to seven steps!"

"Maybe it's a nursery, although this nursery is acting a little bit like it!"

"Not necessarily, you think, the lampshade on the street lamp just fell from above, how could it fall so accurately?"

As he spoke, the strong man turned around and was just about to come in the direction of the old man.

The old man, who was originally very calm, suddenly yelled: "Wait!"

This roar is like a dragon roaring in the river, a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, and the master of national art imitates the beast, tempers the heart, and cooperates with some special secret methods to exercise the vocal cords. Under the roar, the sound waves are like ocean waves, layered on top of each other, surging like waves.

Under this roar, not only the strong man, but even the people around him, in an instant, it was as if he felt a fierce tiger roaring, as if he was going to choose someone to devour.

All of a sudden, not only strong men, but everyone at that moment seemed to have been immobilized by the method.

There was a loud "bang".

It was the street lampshade that fell in its entirety, brushing the tips of the strong man's forehead and the tip of his nose, and slamming into the ground less than three centimeters in front of him.

The huge impact shattered the entire lampshade, and countless sharp protrusions shimmered with a deadly sheen.

"Mom, if this happens to me on the head, it will definitely kill me!"

"Seven steps have passed, sir, you can leave!"

As the old man spoke, the strong man stepped forward in two steps, his legs were weak, and he knelt on the ground with a "poof" at the old man.

"I, Liu Daneng, have kowtowed to the master, thank you for the master's life-saving grace!"

"Ding, congratulations on your performance for making a person believe it and progress 0.33%. ”

"Ding, congratulations on your performance for making a person believe it, 0.66% progress. ”

"Ding, congratulations on your performance for making a person believe it, 0.99% progress. ”

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"Ding, congratulations on your performance for making a person believe it, 24.75% progress. ”