The years I worked as a Feng Shui consultant in the entertainment industry

After a phone call, within half an hour, h was brought over by Wang Xi.

After not seeing each other for a few days, h seemed to have aged ten years, and his eyes were so bloodshot that he could weave webs.

"Uncle Jiu, Brother Tian, ​​it's my fault, please let me go!"

When he saw my second uncle and I, h plopped down, knelt down directly, banged his head three times, and then raised his head, his forehead was already black and blue.

"Brother Ninth, I brought H here. If I want to fight or kill him, I won't hesitate!" Wang Xi also agreed.

"Ha ha!"

The boss crossed his legs and held a cigar in his mouth. He laughed sinisterly and glanced at Wang Xi with a hint of coldness in his eyes. "Little Wang Xi, the third master asked you to take charge of the company. Is this how you take care of it? All of this." It’s time, are you still protecting me?”

Having said this, the boss leaned forward, looked at Wang Xi inquiringly, touched Wang Xi with a cigar, then clicked h, and asked: "What is the relationship between you two when you are so protective? "

"Secretary-General, what can I have to do with h!"

Wang Xi was shocked and immediately distanced himself from the relationship, "Isn't it a pity for me? One of the company's cash cows is gone!"

The boss once served as the secretary-general of a public welfare organization and was proud of it. Therefore, some people called him the secretary-general to show his closeness. Wang Xi also called him the same.

In fact, what the boss said was right. After Wang Xi entered the door, although he said that he would fight or kill him, he was absolutely unambiguous. However, the other meaning of this statement was that h is my person. Can you please look at my face? After the punishment, forget the blame and spare him.

Last time I was at h's villa, I noticed that h looked at Wang Xi in the wrong way. Even after Wang Xi slapped h twice, there was no hatred in h's eyes.

Now it seems that there is something going on between these two people.

"Brother Tian, ​​Uncle Jiu, I was wrong. I accept the beating and the punishment!"

While Wang Xi was explaining in a panic, h took a few steps on his knees, came to me, kowtowed to me, then hugged my legs with both hands, looked up at me and said, "Brother Tian, ​​I really I know I was wrong!”

H's eyes were blood red, but there was no hatred like last time. Instead, there was humility and pleading, and there was still a trace of flattery.

Seeing me looking down at him, h grinned and tried to make his smile as sincere as possible.

I squatted down, stared into his eyes and said, "Do you really know that you were wrong?"

"I know, I really know!"

h nodded hurriedly.

"Ha ha!"

I smiled, stretched out my hand and said, "Come on, give me your hand!"

"Brother Tian, ​​I just crawled on the ground and my hands were too dirty!"

h was startled, and after speaking he lowered his head and glanced down. Although his hands crawled on the ground for a while, the floor of the boss's house was not dirty.

Therefore, the so-called dirty talk is simply nonsense.

"Give me your hand!"

I smiled even brighter.

The smile on h's face faded little by little, and his body slowly straightened up on his knees. The hand curled into a fist was not handed over to him at the first moment, but wiped away the blood seeping from his forehead.

But at this moment, I took action like lightning, grabbed H's wrist, and pulled his hand over bit by bit.

"Expand!"

Looking at H's hand clenched into a fist, I faintly uttered two words.

"Brother God!"

h took a breath, forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, and slowly opened his fist. In his palm, there was a blade two sizes smaller than a razor blade and a fiber as thin as a hair.

I stretched out my other hand, picked up the hair-like fiber from my palm, and asked, "What is this?"

Under my annotation, h's expression changed little by little.

There was no more pleasing smile on his face, no humility and pleading in his eyes, instead there was endless hatred.

"Go to hell!"

The moment his eyes changed, H's left hand suddenly swung sideways and hit my neck.

I moved my left hand horizontally, flicked my wrist, and grabbed his wrist in the opposite direction. I pressed down on him at the same time. H's body moved forward subconsciously, as if he was bumping into me.

I snorted coldly and kicked my right leg forward, hitting H's right leg as he was kneeling on the ground.

"Humph!"

h groaned, his lower body slid backwards, and because my upper body was holding his arms, he couldn't move with his lower body. He fell forward and fell to the ground with a bang.

Once the blow was successful, I quickly stood up and cut H's arms behind his back.

"I want you to die!"

Even so, h was still struggling fiercely.

The next moment, there was a click, and one of H's arms was broken.

h was in pain, and his forehead was sweating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Brother Ninth, Tian'er, what's going on? Why did you do it all of a sudden?"

Wang Xi didn't react until this moment. He wanted to step forward but couldn't. He froze in place for a while.

"what happened?"

I snorted and said: "From the beginning to the end, h never intended to apologize!"

The blade hidden in h's hand was not meant to hurt me, but to cut some fibers from my pants.

From kneeling down after entering the room, to kneeling in front of me, hugging my legs and apologizing, everything was designed for the purpose of that strand of hair-like fibers.

The purpose of this is simple, to curse me.

Casting a spell requires a medium.

h only knows my name, not my horoscope, nor my clothes, hair, nails, etc., so he can only take risks with his own body.

If I hadn't made a breakthrough, my perception was enhanced, and I felt something scratching on my pants, I might have been able to hide it from him.

At first, I didn’t know what he did, I just deceived him, but H’s hesitation and the fiber in his hand immediately told me that he wanted to put a curse on me.

"You little calf, you're quite insidious!" The big man exhaled a puff of smoke and his face darkened.

"You will all die, you will all die!"

Even though his forehead was so painful that he was sweating, h did not give in. He slowly turned his head, keeping each of us in his eyes.

"Are we going to die?"

I shouted, turned him around, tore off his clothes, and said to Zhang Yue'e: "Yue'e, your aunt has been here in the past two days, right?"

"How do you know?" Zhang Yuee looked at me warily.

"Smell it!"

I sniffed.

"abnormal!"

Zhang Yue'e rolled her beautiful fox eyes and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Borrow your aunt's towel for use!"

I pointed at H's chest and said, "He has a hidden talisman tattooed here. I want to break his magic!"

"abnormal!"

Hearing this, Zhang Yue'e cursed again, then twisted her waist and said, "Wait!"

After saying that, he twisted his waist and went to the bathroom.

Seeing this scene, H panicked without begging for mercy even if his arm was broken. He struggled and shouted: "You are unethical, do you have the ability to fight with me? Do you have the ability to use upright and upright methods!"