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

"Who?"

Lu Qingqing's eyes fell on the stern face on the screen, and she whispered softly: "The Wan Group has a lot of money."

"How is it? Dare to take it?"

"Miss, do you want to talk to Mr. Lu about this matter?"

Lu Qingqing's good-looking face suddenly frowned, "My father assigned you to me so that you can obey my orders."

"It's just a trivial matter. Do you want to bother my dad with such a trivial matter?"

There was silence.

A few seconds later, a male voice came from the other side, "Okay."

Lu smiled lightly, and then looked at Wan Die on the screen with his beautiful and vicious eyes.

"Wan Die, you and Hong Comb will be reviled by thousands of people!"

Lu Qingqing said this and gave orders in an orderly manner to the already panicked Qingyan fans.

Hongshu, Wandie, none of you can even think of running away!

……

Qing Yan looked at the surging blood in her chest, slowly turned her head, and looked into Wan Dishe's eyes filled with hatred.

Suddenly, I laughed.

"Hahaha... Wandie, you killed me because you wanted me to go underground and bully your good sister again?"

"How dare you?" Wan Die gritted his teeth and glared at Qing Yan fiercely.

"Don't worry, she will only go to hell first to be punished for her crimes. When she comes back from being tortured, your sister will have been reincarnated."

Hong Comb opened his mouth at the right time.

Wandie smiled.

That smile looks extremely pure, of course, provided that you ignore the dots on your face.

"Enough is enough."

Wan Die bent down and pressed her ear against Qing Yan's.

"If I had known that you would be harmful to her, I would never have given you this knife until now."

After Wan Die said this, a group of police officers walked out of the crowd and fastened bright handcuffs on Wan Die's wrists.

Wan Die didn't care at all and just looked at the phone that fell to the ground.

What was displayed on the screen was Deng Yun's face.

Wan Die was eventually taken away.

Qingyan, who was left with only one breath left, was also taken away by the ambulance.

Redcomb stood there, watching the ambulance and police car leave at the same time.

As soon as the two cars left, the crowd started to commotion.

After people were commotion for a long time, they thought of looking for Red Comb, but by this time, Red Comb had already disappeared.

Disappearing with her was Deng Yun's soul.

Therefore, Wang Changshan, who could only see Deng Yun with the naked eye, became a favorite.

Wang Changshan was still smiling. When had he ever been so happy?

But soon, he couldn't laugh anymore.

"Hey, hey, my shoes are worthless Taoist shoes. They can't ward off evil spirits, so don't pull them... This talisman is for diarrhea, so don't take it..."

……

"The sun is about to rise. Your soul is too weak. It's time to go back."

Hongshu looked at Deng Yun who had calmed down a little.

"Wandie she..."

"Then it depends on her fate. If Qing Yan doesn't die, she might be better off."

Deng Yun was puzzled: "Qing Yan is a murderer!"

"Qing Yan is the daughter of the Zhang Group. The Zhang Group has already spent huge sums of money to find a professional team of lawyers."

"The state stipulates that those who commit intentional homicide and the circumstances are serious shall be sentenced to death, life imprisonment, or fixed-term imprisonment of more than ten years."

"If the legal team is strong enough, maybe she will be able to come out in a few years."

"Don't say she is not a death row prisoner. Even if she is a death row prisoner, Wan Die still has to bear the responsibility."

"Now, if Wan Die kills her in front of so many people, it may cause extremely bad consequences. It depends on what the above says."

Redcomb frowned.

Sometimes she really can't stand it...

But there is no other way. If it affects the whole body, since it exists, there must be a necessity for its existence.

Once it is pulled, it is likely to affect others.

Deng Yun bit her lip gently, "I still have hundreds of millions in my card before I die. Take it and help me save her..."

This is not her business.

Where did she get so much ability?

She's just a bad fortune teller.

"Instead of giving this money to me, you should give it to her family."

"Okay," Deng Yun agreed.

"Stuck in a secret compartment under the bed, the password is..."

After Deng Yun disappeared at the Ghost Gate, Hong Comb went to Deng Yun's home.

He took out the card and went to Wan's with the card and password.

Wan's top floor at this time.

Roars came from inside from time to time, and the surrounding employees lowered their heads and pretended not to hear.

Seeing Hong Comb coming, his eyes suddenly lit up.

But after all, he was considering that he was still at his post and didn't rush over.

Hong Comb walked to the door of the president's office without looking away. As soon as he reached the door, the door opened.

When the man saw Red Comb, he blushed, then grinned and walked out.

Redcomb walked inside.

Hearing the clicking sound of high heels, Wan's father was about to get angry, but when he turned around, he realized it was Hong Comb.

"Grandmaster?"

"you……"

Wan's father suddenly thought of something and his expression changed, "What are you doing here?"

"If you hadn't taken action, how could she have seen Deng Yun?"

"How could it be because of her that I killed Qing Yan and my son was imprisoned?"

Hongshu walked around Wanfu and sat on the sofa where the guests were waiting.

"If there is such a thing, she will do it."

"The only difference is whether Deng Yun can see it with his own eyes."

Wan Fu looked at her blankly, suddenly thought of something, and glared at her.

"You already knew she would do it, right?"

"Why didn't you stop her?"

Hongshu looked up. When she agreed to let them meet, Wandie only had murderous intentions, but had no plans to take action today.

But when we met today, she not only had it, but she also had a thorough plan.

However, there is no need to tell all the Fathers about this.

"Stop?"

"You don't know what your daughter's temper is like, do you?"

"If I can stop her for a while, can I stop her for a lifetime?"

"Say no more." Hongshu stood up and looked at Wan Fu, who was half a head taller than her, with cold eyes narrowed.

"Do I have any special relationship with your Wan family? Why should I look after her for you?"

After Hongshu finished speaking, he took out Deng Yun's card and placed it on the table.

"This is Deng Yun's working capital. She said there are still hundreds of millions in it. She asked you to help rescue Wandie. The password is..."

Wan's father took one look and looked away.

"That's my daughter, who can save me if I don't save her."

Hongshu nodded, then stood up and prepared to leave.

After she turned around, Wan's father picked up the card and was about to throw it down the building.

"I advise you not to throw it away." Hong Comb stopped Wan Fu's behavior as if he had eyes behind his back.

"That's hundreds of millions, not a few dollars. If you don't want it, just donate it in Deng Yun's name."

After Hong Comb said this, Wan Fu lowered his hand.

Only then did Redcomb leave.

At this moment, a conspiracy against Hongshu and Wandie was unfolding.

Six o'clock in the morning.

A piece of news swept all major social platforms.

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