Live fortune-telling: Is it normal for you to see a ghost at the beginning?

The old Taoist priest opened his mouth at the side, but he still said: "Master Jiang, don't you need me to help you live broadcast?"

Take him there!

He can help Master Jiang live invisible with his cell phone, and he can also be a thug!

Jiang Tang glanced at the old Taoist priest and asked: "Taoist priest, I originally wanted to keep you here with everyone, because I don't know how long it will take me to come back."

"Master Jiang, we are not children, we don't need to be accompanied, let the Taoist follow you!"

"Yes, yes, the Taoist priest will follow you, and he can also live broadcast what happened in that place. Please take him with you!"

"We will watch the live broadcast at the hotel, waiting for you to come back!"

The old Taoist looked at Jiang Tang expectantly, and his heart was shining brightly when he wanted to go together.

"Okay, then the three of us will go this way."

Jiang Tang smiled and said: "You don't have to wait here for us all the time, you can go back to the hotel room to rest when you are tired, just use your mobile phone to watch the live broadcast."

The fans at the scene agreed again and again.

"Okay, we know about Master Jiang, we will go back."

"Master Jiang, don't worry, you must pay attention to safety!"

Jiangtang nodded to everyone, and disappeared in place with the old Taoist priest and Baozi.

Everyone thought it was the old Taoist priest who rushed to Burma with ginger candy and buns, but only Jiangtang and the old Taoist priest knew that it was Baozi, the little Tianlei, who took them there this time.

What does it mean to be as fast as lightning, the speed of Baozi is.

In less than a few minutes, Baozi came to Myanmar with Jiangtang and the old Taoist priest.

In a park in Myanmar.

A young man is being beaten by a group of people.

"Bang bang bang."

"Bang Bang Bang."

The sound of punching and kicking kept ringing, punching to the flesh, leaving no room for it.

"When I came to our park, I still wanted to ask for help. I am really not afraid of death."

"Hehe, beat him hard, save his breath and then harvest his kidneys and organs. You want the freshest ones, so don't beat him to death."

"No...don't hit me..." No one could hear the breathless voice.

Even if they heard it, these thugs would not show mercy.

If you kill him, no one will say anything.

Anyway, in their eyes, these people are like piglets raised in a pigsty.

The man on the ground was so painful that he was unconscious and couldn't even open his eyes.

But he is still waiting, waiting for a possibility.

He is a fan of Master Jiang, and his name is Jia Bao. He successfully passed on the call for help to Master Jiang just now. Master Jiang should, maybe...

Will you come to rescue him?

"state!"

He kicked him hard in the stomach again, and Jia Bao shrank into a ball again, like a boiled shrimp.

"Master Jiang...Master Jiang..."

Jia Bao tried his best to open his swollen eyes, glanced at the gray sky and muttered to himself.

"I can't seem to wait for you, Master Jiang..."

"If there is an afterlife, I still want to be your fan, and I still want to be scared by those ghosts in your live broadcast room."

What if he didn't listen to his girlfriend and come here with her?

If he didn't come here, he could just eat some peanuts, drink some beer, and watch Master Jiang's live broadcast happily.

But now, it's too late to regret.

Master Jiang probably wouldn't come to this murderous place for the sake of an unfamiliar fan like him.

It was him, whimsical.

Jia Bao gave up his resistance, stretched his hands and feet and collapsed on the ground, allowing these people to beat him.

Let's beat him to death. If he is dead, it doesn't matter if his waist is cut or his organs are harvested. As long as he is dead, there will be no more pain.

Seeing Jia Bao like this, those big hands stopped moving.

Although it can be used by killing, but the kidney organs that are freshly cut are still more valuable than the kidney organs that are harvested after death.

They will not struggle with money.

A thug with fierce eyes squatted beside Jia Bao, patted Jia Bao's face which was beaten into a pig's head and sneered.

"wanna die?"

"Hehe, that's a beautiful idea. I said that I want to save your life and strip you alive, so I won't beat you to death."

"You say you, be obedient and join us, and bring some heads back. What awaits you will be a good day of prosperity and wealth."

"But what about you, if you insist on running away and being disobedient, then don't blame us for pinching your waist, you know?"

Jia Bao closed his eyes and ignored it.

Anyway, they are all people who are going to die. It is useless for him to say anything, and he doesn't want to say it.

Seeing that Jia Bao was silent, the thugs spat in his face and got up and said.

"Pull back to the shelling room and let him experience the unique features of our park!"

"Yes!"

A group of people dragged Jia Bao's leg like a dead pig, and dragged him into a blood-stained room.

Where Jia Bao was dragged along, a shocking trail of blood was left behind.

Around this fresh blood path, there are still many traces of dried blood.

I don't know how many people were beaten until they bled, and were dragged into the living room with only one breath left.

Jia Bao was lifted up by two people and thrown on the operating bed. Jia Bao, who was already seriously injured and his life was on the front line, felt as if his internal organs were shattered after this throwing.

This made him vomit blood uncontrollably.

"This man is dying. Hurry up and strip him alive, or he will lose a lot of money."

"Ah."

Jia Bao, who was in great pain, was held down by several people, unable to move his limbs.

Two men wearing masks casually and white coats appeared beside him, holding dao knives glowing white in their hands.

Jia Bao couldn't see clearly, but he knew that as long as the knife hit, his stomach would be cut open.

"Press it, don't let the blood splatter."

The white coat holding the knife gave a warning, and swung the knife down expressionlessly.

Jia Bao stared blankly at the dark ceiling.

This time, he is really going to die...

"You're not going to die."

Hehe, Jia Bao twitched the corner of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner.

Look, when this man was about to die, he would hear the voice he dreamed of.

He heard the voice of Master Ginger Candy Ginger.

Master Jiang said he would not die, but he was going to disappoint Master Jiang.

This time, he couldn't survive.

The imaginary pain never came, and even the person who pressed his limbs seemed to let go of himself.

Jia Bao blinked his eyes hard, and finally saw a very familiar figure in front of his eyes.

"I'm here to save you, you won't die."

A pair of cold hands gently wiped away the tears from his eyes and the blood from the corners of his mouth.

Only then did Jia Bao see clearly who the person in front of him was.

If the voice made him feel that it was the person he was expecting in his heart, then what appeared in his eyes now was the person he thought of!

"Master Jiang... I... Am I dead and saw you in heaven, or am I dreaming?"

Jiangtang tapped Jia Bao's chest a few times to protect his heart, and put an enhanced version of the health talisman on Jia Bao's chest clothes, and then looked at Jia Bao who couldn't believe it. .