Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 98: The King of Hell tells you to die at three o'clock, He Songling will send you there at two o'clock, catching the King of Hell off guard
"Chi~"

With a beautiful drift, a yellow-green jeep dashed... and smashed the gate of Dongshan's house.

"Hey! What the f***!" A foreign curse came from inside the door, and then Dongshan came out with Joseph, leaning on a crutch.

Although He Songling told Joseph that the "talisman" could save his life, after all, it concerned his own life and property. The financial tycoon was not at ease. After finishing the matters at hand, he packed up part of the money and threw it to his secretary, and then went to live in Dongshan's house to seek peace of mind.

This guy asked Dongshan 800 times a day whether he would curse and die, which annoyed Dongshan so much that he was at a loss. But it was not all bad for him to live here. In this world, having a foreigner living at home can indeed save a lot of trouble and make things much more convenient.

In view of this, Dongshan did not chase anyone out.

Today, He Songling's rubbish driving skills made him perform a great show by ramming the door with the rear of the car. Naturally, Dongshan pulled Joseph out again. He couldn't let this foreigner live here for free!

Joseph came out cursing, and when he saw that it was He Songling, he slid to his knees.

"Oh my God, you're finally back, I feel so bad, I'm almost dying!"

"What is this foreigner saying?" Zhang Zhiwei scratched his head and looked at He Songling.

"He said he was dying and asked you to treat him." He Songling picked up Joseph and pointed at Zhang Zhiwei and said, "Don't worry. Didn't I tell you that you won't die within 20 to 30 years? Your curse will mainly affect your next generation. You may die later than your son."

"Then you have to treat me even more!" Joseph grabbed He Songling's hand and shook it, "You have to know that little Joseph is going to be the president of the United States!"

"Hmm..." He Songling didn't want to dampen his enthusiasm, "Have you ever thought about letting John be the president?"

"What? John? No, no. This kid has been a good-for-nothing since he was young. He eats everything and can't do anything well. He is far worse than his older brother. If he can become president, I will drink up the gas tank of this jeep!" Joseph argued.

"彳庍口巴."

This is difficult to comment on, this is all He Songling can say.

"Anyway, you don't have to worry about it now. I have invited a suitable expert to cure your curse, so you can rest assured."

"Who? Him?" Joseph looked up at Zhang Zhiwei's villainous face in disbelief, then secretly leaned over to He Songling's ear and whispered, "This is voodoo, right? I know, it's called defeating magic with magic."

"Can I beat him?" Joseph felt that his voice was very soft, but it was so close to him, how could Zhang Zhiwei not hear it.

"It's okay if you can be gentler." He Songling had no intention of saving this stupid foreigner.

"Uh uh uh?"

When Joseph opened his eyes again, he found that his whole body was restrained and covered with strange talismans.

"Protest! Protest! You are illegally detaining me and restricting my personal freedom. This is... This is inhumane!" Joseph kept shouting. However, no one outside could hear him.

As soon as this guy started shouting, He Songling used the Eight Directions Reversal to seal the air vibrations in this space. Not only was the sound completely unable to be transmitted, but at least no one could hear Joseph even if he shouted at the top of his lungs.

"What do you mean?" It has been two days since Zhang Zhiwei knocked Joseph unconscious with a palm strike that day. Different talismans were pasted all over his body and he had to go in to replace them twice. He Songling needed to know the test results.

"The worst thing." Zhang Zhiwei's face was as gloomy as water, and he looked more like a villain. "This foreigner is not only cursed by the ghost, but also has blood poison. Fortunately, the poison in the blood cannot hurt people directly. Its only effect is to evolve ghosts and then curse."

"It's not bad. This isn't the worst." He Songling was optimistic and placed the remaining talismans on the table. "At least our talismans are used to suppress ghosts. They can treat the symptoms but not the root cause. As long as there are enough talismans, it will be the same if he dies of old age after a few decades."

"The problem is that it's endless from generation to generation. Fifty years later, their family will be so big, are we just going to draw talismans for him? Then let's not do anything else. For example, now, he has two sons, right? Can you afford to draw talismans for a family of three for their entire lives?" Zhang Zhiwei objected.

"A few years is enough, we can find another way. Besides, even if we can't find a way, we can just let them spend a lot of money to buy it. Anyway, his family is rich, and we can live with his curse for the rest of our lives, so wouldn't that be a happy death?" He Songling laughed, "In the future, you can train two disciples in Longhu Mountain, and do nothing else but draw these talismans, that will be enough."

"Go to hell, do you think that Longhu Mountain is the kind of place that pays to entertain guests?" Zhang Zhiwei wanted to beat He Songling up, but considering that this was Dongshan's home, he gave up. "It seems that we really need to find a master from the Miao tribe in Xiangxi or Yunnan."

"Let's go." He Songling thought about it and decided that it was better to go early than late. During this period of time, no matter ordinary people or extraordinary people had seen any major events that left him with his own affairs. If he waited a few more years, he would have no chance.

There is nothing much to say about the business side. Although Joseph looks timid, he is worthy of the name of Wall Street vampire, and he manages the business to be prosperous. On the company side, contract signing, equity distribution, business route connection, and upper and lower management are all available.

Since the Ni Sheng Group established relations with the United States, although there has been no breakthrough in biopharmaceuticals, it has already brought in a lot of visible profits. At least the American equipment that the security team receives is newer, more timely, and cheaper.

Joseph also decided to get involved in the affairs of the military industry. In his opinion, there was no modern arsenal in this big country in the East. This was a huge blue ocean, and he was going to make a fortune.

He Songling had no objection. As the catastrophe was approaching, the more advanced and numerous their weapons were, the better. He asked Boss Zhao to cross the Atlantic Ocean from Britain to the United States to keep an eye on them, so he was not afraid that he would do anything tricky.

Since Joseph is so important, we naturally have to solve his worries.

So after a brief rest, the two men said goodbye to Dongshan and drove west again.

Along the way, the reputation of the two masters of Xuanmen spread all over the country. Wherever they went, no notorious Quan Xing demon could escape. No matter how strong or powerful you were, you were nothing in front of these two people.

It is widely said in the martial arts world that Shuang Jue will kill you at three o'clock in the morning, let alone five. He Jue will only let you report to the King of Hell at two o'clock in the morning and catch him off guard.

Until this day, the Miao tribe in western Hunan.

"Great Gu Master, the two masters of Xuanmen are outside the door asking to see you!"

(End of this chapter)