Live fortune telling is so popular that global bosses ask me to come out

"You are neither a human nor a ghost now. In your state, we generally call it weird."

"So, don't think about reincarnation. The underworld can't accept you. If you say you've mutated, who would?"

"The underworld also has style. It's not like picking up rags. That also has its own threshold."

Hong Comb had a serious look on his face.

"The only outcome for someone like you is..."

Hongshu said, paused, and a big smile suddenly broke out on his face.

"The cracked skin will bite back and life will be worse than death."

"Just like..."

An evil smile bloomed on Hongshu's face: "Now."

As soon as Hongshu finished speaking, something suddenly popped out of his hand and landed on the forehead of Zhangpigui.

In an instant, the whole face of Peipijiao began to lose its appearance.

The layers of skin were forcibly broken open, revealing the meat and bones inside.

The pain of being forced to peel off the skin made the skin-striker roar in pain.

Although Hong Danxia next to her couldn't bear it, she became angry when she thought of her two children who died unjustly.

Seeing such a terrifying and disgusting scene, I actually laughed out loud.

Chen Anhang was caught off guard by all the developments in front of him.

Seeing such a terrifying scene, his first reaction was to hug the skin-sliding ghost.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

The skin tearing was so painful that I could not speak.

She wanted him to run away quickly, because she was not sure who this woman was and whether she would continue to cause trouble for An Hang.

Chen Anhang was so painful that he couldn't speak. He looked sternly at Hong Comb, who was leaning against the wall and cracking melon seeds with a smile on his face.

He pulled out a knife from under the bed and rushed towards Red Comb.

"Bitch, how dare you touch my mother!"

Hongshu didn't make any move because Chen Anhang's target was not her at all.

Sure enough, when the tip of the knife was about to rush towards her, it suddenly changed direction.

He rushed towards Hong Danxia.

"Bitch, it's all because of you!"

He is not a fool. Why didn't Hong Danxia find out about this earlier or later?

She discovered it on the day this bitch showed up.

The two of them must be related.

If he had to say which one he wanted to kill, his first choice would definitely be Redcomb.

But his intuition told him that this woman was not simple.

Instead of choosing her, it would be better to kill Hong Danxia first.

Killing one counts as one!

But Hong Comb had already anticipated his intention, so how could he let him succeed? Under Hong Danxia's horrified gaze, she directly broke his wrist.

The knife fell to the ground.

At the same time, a loud bang came from outside.

The next second, a man with military shoes stepped in leisurely.

"You're a liar, right? I've been staring at you for a long time, let's go away!"

Shen Muhuai was still not wearing a military uniform. He was wearing a white shirt and military trousers, with his hands in his pockets. He finally stopped at the door of the bedroom, leaned against the door, and looked at the mess inside casually.

"I won't let you take my mother away!"

Chen Anhang's wrists were so painful that he groaned, but he still gritted his teeth and crawled to the skin-sliding guy who was losing his face.

Shen Muhuai glanced down at him and waved.

"Take them together!"

He didn't want to say a word to them.

One more look at this disgusting thing makes him want to vomit!

Either it’s discrimination, or it’s simply discrimination against the mother and son, so let’s just call them mother and son!

"I've been keeping an eye on this case for a long time, but there's something about that rogue guy, and we still have no evidence."

"I want to thank you this time, little girl."

Shen Muhuai looked at Hongshu calmly.

Hongshu smiled and nodded: "It's okay. I will have to deal with Captain Shen in the future. Now that this skin-tearing trickster has lost all his tricks, Captain Shen will just report it."

"But it cannot be reviewed according to normal procedures. She is immortal, and we cannot restrain her according to human requirements."

Shen Muhuai raised his eyebrows and then nodded: "I understand."

"Girl, do you want me to take you back?"

Shen Muhuai, who is nearly thirty years old, can pronounce the word "girl" very smoothly.

In fact, when he was communicating with his superiors, they asked him to call him "Miss" to show more respect.

But who is Shen Muhuai.

He joined the army at the age of 15 and was awarded the title of general at the age of 25.

In ten years, he achieved five first-class merits, twelve second-class merits, and countless third-class merits.

Now, at the age of 28, he has retired from the front line.

But his pride is still there, so let him call him Miss?

Something is wrong!

When he is 28 years old, calling a 17-year-old girl a girl is not too much, right?

Then you can't call her Miss anyway.

Hong Comb twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Can you stop calling me girl?"

It's not like she doesn't read novels.

She felt uncomfortable every time she heard the word "girl".

"Hahaha, I speak my mind. Every time I hear it, my toe digs a hole in the floor of my house. I wonder if you can fix it?!!!"

"If it weren't for his beautiful voice, I would really want to give him a slap in the face!"

"That is to say, he is not wearing a police uniform, so why can't we show him?"

"I want to see it too, not because I'm lustful, but mainly because I want to see what a person who likes to be called a girl like the hero of the novel looks like? Does he have the appearance of the hero of the novel?"

"That's definitely not possible. The male protagonist in the novel has a face that looks like a knife. How can an ordinary person have a face that looks like a knife? Who would just put a knife in their face?"

……

"What's that called?"

Shen Muhuai lowered his eyebrows, his long eyelashes cast a shadow on his face, and he looked a little at a loss.

Redcomb frowned.

Is he sad?

Can't you?

This person has a rare and precious life, he can't be so fragile, right?

"How about you just call me Ah Shu?" Hong Shu asked tentatively.

Uncle?

Why did you get yourself promoted?

Shen Muhuai's expression changed, she might as well call her Miss Redcomb.

"Little Comb is fine too." Seeing that Shen Muhuai didn't speak, Hong Comb realized that the word "A Shu" might be a bit intimate.

Uncle?

Not to mention.

"Let's call her Shu'er," Shen Muhuai coughed lightly, with a strange look in his eyes.

"Okay." Hongshu had no objection. She always felt that this person seemed a bit fragile, so she had better go along with it.

Shen Muhuai smiled politely. The moment he turned his head to avoid the live broadcast camera, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes were full of smiles.

"Boss, I think Miss Shu'er is really nice. She only charges a small amount for her live broadcast of fortune telling, which is not as much as I make."

"Am I right?"

After leaving Chen's house, Huzi beside him spoke quietly.

"What did you say?"

Shen Muhuai's steps suddenly stopped.

Huzi was stunned and said tentatively: "I just said that Miss Shuer doesn't charge much for her live broadcast of fortune telling?"

"It's Miss Redcomb," Shen Muhuai corrected.

"But didn't Miss Shu'er just say that you can call her..."

"That's for me." Shen Muhuai had a cold look on his face.

"Huh???" Huzi's face was filled with questions.

Before he could say anything else, Shen Muhuai had already walked away.

Sitting in the car, after ordering people to keep an eye on the two key criminals, Shen Muhuai closed his eyes slightly.

Shu'er, a very nice name.

Suddenly, Shen Muhuai opened the Redcomb live broadcast room.

At this time she has returned to the live broadcast room.

At this time, Hu Zi came up again.

"Boss, why are you running so fast?"

"By the way, boss, just now Ms. Hong said that the two children are not related to her by blood and she does not intend to raise them. Then the older child just fainted from fright and has been sent to the hospital."

Shen Muhuai's eyes were fixed on the live broadcast room. Hearing this, he just said casually: "When the child wakes up, take him back with him and wait for arrangements from the relevant departments."

"Also, investigate the two hospitals where Ms. Hong gave birth twice to see if there is anything wrong."

Huzi said "Ah" and scratched the back of his head.

"But Miss Redcomb didn't say there was a problem with the hospital."

Shen Muhuai looked at him expressionlessly, "I have to do everything. Do I want you to eat free rice?"

After a pause, Shen Muhuai said again: "If you really want to have free food, you can, give me part of your salary!" Give it to Shu'er.

Of course, he didn't say the last three words.

Huzi turned around and ran away.

"I'll go check it out now!"

As I walked, I couldn't help but complain. The boss' love of money got worse again.

Now I have to think of ways to deduct his money even if I say a word.

snort!

Shen Muhuai continued to look at the live broadcast room.

In the live broadcast room, Hongshu smiled slightly: "I would like to invite the second person: [Silly roommate fell into hell and was not reincarnated]"