On the day I left school, I knocked all the relatives in the hospital to death

Fu Zhongtang did not expect that Zhang Lingchuan would do what he said.

He immediately stepped back with a strange movement.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Lingchuan predicted his behavior, arrived at his position in advance, raised his hand and slapped him.

"Snapped--"

This loud and clear sound made Fu Zhongtang stunned.

Zhang Lingchuan took out a cigarette from his pocket.

"I'm beating you on behalf of the former Fu Zhongtang, who had great ambitions and refused to compromise for fame and fortune."

"Bear well."

The group of men in black behind him immediately wanted to pounce on him.

However, Zhang Lingchuan just calmly lit a cigarette, and the men in black quietly fainted on the ground.

Fu Zhongtang was hit to the side of his head and became a little angry: "Zhang Lingchuan, do you have to go against us?"

Zhang Lingchuan sneered: "Who are you? Do you dare to state your name?"

Although those powerful people are doing unscrupulous things behind their backs.

But in front of others, everyone pretends to be a bitch.

Very hypocritical!

They didn't dare to reveal that they were secretly using sorcery to survive.

But Fu Zhongtang just emphasized to him repeatedly: "The owner of that wooden box is someone that neither you nor I can afford to offend."

"I advise you to give it back to me."

Zhang Lingchuan just smiled contemptuously: "Don't you think that you, a Feng Shui master, can stop me?"

The early morning fog gradually dissipated, and a black Porsche drove up and stopped in front of us.

I took a step back holding the wooden box.

Fu Zhongtang stepped forward, bent down, opened the car door, and said respectfully: "Second Young Master."

A man in a crisp suit stepped out of the car.

He looked at Zhang Lingchuan intently and his tone was very arrogant.

"My father is a man who loves talents and has invited Mr. Zhang to come to the capital for development many times."

"It's a pity that Mr. Zhang doesn't seem to have this ambition."

"Although we can't be partners, I don't think we should be enemies."

Although I don't know who Mr. Jiang is, his words and deeds reveal a sense of majesty.

Especially his eagle eyes, which make no secret of his ambitions and desires.

I looked at Zhang Lingchuan carefully and found that his face was indeed not that good-looking.

"I really didn't expect that this matter would be related to your Jiang family in the capital."

Zhang Lingchuan smiled bitterly: "You are indeed someone I can't afford to offend."

Mr. Jiang had no expression on his face, but the proud smile at the corner of his mouth disappeared in an instant.

"Mr. Zhang, as long as you exchange the things, we will forget the past."

"If we meet each other on the road in the future, I will treat you a little bit thinly."

This was said very politely.

But I still heard the threat inside.

He is forcing us to hand over things.

Otherwise, we will completely offend the Jiang family.

Zhang Lingchuan sighed: "I really want to make friends with Mr. Jiang. It's just that-"

He changed the topic: "It's just that I'm more afraid of dreaming back in the middle of the night and hearing the cries of the dead souls."

Mr. Jiang finally couldn't help but snorted coldly.

"Don't eat a toast and eat a fine drink."

I was nervous and thought he had some tricks waiting to be used on us.

Unexpectedly, he just picked up the phone impatiently and dialed a number.

"Zhang Chu, your people took our things and refused to return them."

"Otherwise, you can tell him personally."

After saying that, Mr. Jiang threw the phone to Fu Zhongtang.

Fu Zhongtang understood immediately and handed the phone to Zhang Lingchuan.

Zhang Lingchuan sighed slightly when he took the phone: "Zhang Chu, I don't want to cause trouble for you."

"I dug this wooden box out from under the willow tree myself. Why does the Jiang family say it belongs to him?"

The distance was a bit far, so I couldn't hear clearly what Zhang Chu said on the phone.

But Zhang Lingchuan's eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Zhang Chu, I'm sorry to obey!"

After saying this, he hung up the phone directly and threw the phone back to Mr. Jiang.

At this time, Mr. Jiang's face had turned dark.

"Zhang Lingchuan, do you really mean to go against us?"

A smile escaped from the corner of Zhang Lingchuan's mouth. He reached out and patted the wooden box. Without saying anything, he led me back.

Mr. Jiang was so angry that he couldn't care less about his majesty and demeanor, so he started cursing behind us.

"Zhang, don't fucking think that because someone is protecting you behind your back, you are qualified to go against us!"

"If you offend our Jiang family, you will offend the entire capital!"

Zhang Lingchuan was not frightened by such threats.

However, I was curious about this person’s identity: “Boss, who is this person named Jiang?”

Zhang Lingchuan sneered at the corner of his mouth: "He is the famous prince in Beijing, the second eldest son of the Jiang family, Jiang Shichen."

The Crown Prince of Beijing, this is an awesome title.

"Let me explain it to you, his father is the richest man in China today, Jiang Tai'an!"

I still don’t know who Jiang Tai’an is, but I can understand the term richest man.

No wonder he was able to recruit so many powerful people to put pressure on Zhang Lingchuan with just one phone call.

"Boss, now I understand what you said to me."

"The arena is not about fighting and killing, it is about human relationships."

Especially for someone with a high-level status like the Jiang family, the problem can be solved with just a phone call.

Will Jiang Shichen really let us take the Buddha amulet back to the incense shop so easily?

Obviously not.

Because right in front, I caught a glimpse of a group of men wearing Taoist robes.

They were aggressive and surrounded us.

"Dao Alliance?"

Zhang Lingchuan raised his eyebrows slightly and stared coldly at the people in front of him.

The leader, an old man, glared at Zhang Lingchuan angrily.

"Zhang Lingchuan, you manipulated ghosts and hurt people in the western suburbs village, and killed more than ten of our disciples. Today, we want to seek justice from you!"

I became furious after hearing this: "What nonsense are you talking about, old man?"

"It's obviously your Taoist alliance who allowed Ghost Face to kill Taoist Master Xuanqing. When have we ever killed your disciples?"

Those people were just stunned by Zhang Lingchuan.

Behind the old man, a familiar face came out.

Zhao Chengyi was filled with indignation and swore to heaven, insisting that all the Dao League disciples would die at the hands of Zhang Lingchuan.

"If the disciple hadn't used the golden cicada to escape from his shell, he would have died by his hands by now!"

"Master, you have to make the decision for your disciples!"

The old man's eyes were filled with fire, and he shouted loudly: "Set up the formation!"

"If this evil thing escapes today, it will be because of our incompetence."

The old man gave an order, and the remaining disciples behind him followed the order and formed a formation.

I asked Zhang Lingchuan how to fix it.

He snorted coldly: "A few of these guys really think they are Dharma kings?"

Zhang Lingchuan took the wooden box back from my arms. While he was holding it in his hand, he whispered in my ear.

"I'll lure them away and you run all the way back to Funeral Street."

"Go to the shroud shop to find Monk Chen and ask him to transform all the wronged souls in the Buddhist amulets."

I don’t know what kind of deception he used, but I never saw the amulet taken out of the box.

But suddenly I felt a heavy weight inside my clothes, and the amulet was now on my body.

In an instant, Zhang Lingchuan broke through the formation with a strange figure and opened a hole for me.

I took a deep breath and ran away.

When Zhao Cheng saw me running away, he was furious: "Catch him, don't let anyone go!"

Zhang Lingchuan shouted loudly and drew the attention of the Dao League people back to him.

"Wanting to embarrass my brother, I burned this pile of amulets on the spot——"

With the Buddhist amulet in my pocket, I ran all the way in a weird posture without daring to rest.

Fortunately, this place is not far from Funeral Street, and I will be able to run back and hand this pile of things into Monk Chen's hands soon.

But I suddenly stopped.

Not because I ran out of energy, but because there was a girl in a miniskirt standing in front of me.

If I don't stop, I will run into her.

Time waits for no one. After I stopped, I changed the direction and continued forward. After all, there was only about ten meters away from the Funeral Street.

But there is something strange about this girl. When I move to the left, she moves to the left, and when I move to the right, she moves to the right.

"Girl, I'm in a hurry, what are you doing?"

Her face was expressionless and her eyes fell on me coldly: "Kill you."