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

"Fourth Junior Brother, we meet again!"

"Wu De" replied with a hoarse voice and a sinister tone.

"Wu De", also known as Niu Sanbao, has a miserable image at the moment.

He was only wearing a half-sleeve shirt that was a bit bulky for him, and his two hairy legs were all exposed. It could be seen that his legs were covered with more than twenty wounds that looked like babies' mouths.

Not only his legs, but both of his arms were also covered with such wounds.

These wounds were not professionally sutured, and were all sewn crookedly with red thread.

Just looking at the wound, you can imagine what happened to him!

"Second senior brother, what's wrong with you?"

The man didn't know whether he was really concerned or just acting. He took two steps forward, his eyes full of distress.

"what happened?"

"Wu De" laughed sinisterly, raised his arms on both sides of the wheelchair with difficulty, pulled up half of his sleeves, exposed his bare lower body, and said: "It's nothing, senior brother is just trying it out for you first. The pain of the pulse!”

Seeing that "Wu De" had transformed into a lower body similar to that of a woman, the man's expression finally changed.

"Go!"

At the same time, Zhang Yuee waved her hand.

Following her wave, bodyguards who had been ambushing them for a long time rushed out from the second and third floors. These bodyguards, armed with pressurized water guns, started talking to the men downstairs.

Streams of blood-colored raindrops spurted out at the same time.

There was no room to hide in the lobby on the first floor. In just a moment, the man was drowned in the blood of the black dog.

"Black dog blood?"

The moment the blood poured on his head, the man's expression changed again, and he raised his hand to protect the Tianling point above his head.

"Ha ha!"

Seeing the man's bloody head, "Wu De" who had been pulled into the elevator by Zhang Yue'e laughed crazily, "Harder, harder!"

About half a minute later, another wave of bodyguards rushed out.

This time it was child urine.

Black dog blood and children's urine seem to be easy to collect, but they are only in small quantities and we acquire them in large quantities.

The boss's method is very simple. He sends people to the rural areas in the suburbs and major dog farms in the capital to collect the blood of black dogs. If he is willing to do so, he will directly kill the dog to get the blood. If he is not willing to do so, he will take an injection to draw the blood.

We only want blood, not flesh.

One hundred milliliters, 600 yuan. At this price, the dog farm can still afford it, but the ones in the suburbs and rural areas can't afford it at all, and they want to drain all the dog's blood.

The same is true for children's urine. Go to several kindergartens and clarify the price with the principal. A soak of urine is 180. If you think it is less, 680 is fine.

As long as there is urine, money is not an issue.

Boss, this is totally a waste of money, but the effect is very good.

In less than two hours, the black dog's blood and child's urine were collected.

The rest of the pot bottom ashes, lightning struck wood, and coffin nails all used this method.

The boss said that any problem that can be solved with money is not a problem.

Under the double blow of the black dog blood and boy's urine, the evil monk's closed disciple downstairs huddled in the corner, protecting his head with both hands, trying to ensure that the black dog blood and boy's urine did not contaminate the Tianling point above his head.

As for breaking in, don't be kidding. The door of the villa is over three meters high and made of solid wood. How could he break in?

Besides, there were bodyguards guarding the door, so he couldn't break through it.

As for breaking out of the window, that's impossible.

The windows in the boss's home are all custom-made and are as strong as bulletproof glass.

And upstairs, the nail gun is waiting for him!

Rushing into the elevator, "Wu De"'s wheelchair is stuck on the elevator door and he can retreat in at any time. Even if he rushes in, he can also lock the elevator.

He couldn't run away at all and could only endure the double blow of black dog blood and child urine.

The boss's money-making ability determines his ending.

However, this money-making ability can only be used in big cities like the capital. In rural areas, you can't use it even if you want to, because there are not so many people and there is simply not enough black dog blood and child urine.

For warlocks, whether they are righteous or evil, with such a quantity of black dog blood and boy's urine, [-]% of their spells will not be able to be used.

Those like me who have not yet perfected the Little Zhou Tian are a little better, but not much better, unless they have perfected the Great Zhou Tian, ​​or are the kind of top evil cultivators who have mastered the Feitou Descent.

Otherwise, it's all in vain.

In the past two days, my eyes have also been opened. This is the first time I have seen the power of money being used in this way.

After being soaked with black dog blood and child urine, the door of the villa opened, and several bodyguards rushed in with long sticks nearly three meters long with a rope loop on the top for lassoing dogs.

Several people had a clear division of labor. Two of them whipped the man's knees fiercely. After knocking the man down, he put on his head, his feet, and his arms.

After putting it on, he pulled it backwards, tightening the rope loop, and the man was directly pulled into the shape of a horse.

With yesterday's experience, the bodyguards cooperated better than yesterday and handled the situation more easily, without even using fishing nets.

After taking control of the man, several bodyguards with nail guns immediately stepped forward and, at Zhang Yuee's instruction, fired at the man's legs, feet, arms and hands.

"what!"

Soon, with a painful wail, twenty specially processed nails were driven into the man's body.

"Good, good, good!"

Seeing his junior brother suffering, "Wu De" excitedly patted the wheelchair. Even if the wound burst and started bleeding again, he didn't stop.

His hatred for his junior brother could even make him forget his pain.

Upstairs, Fatty Yu, who was standing next to me, was dumbfounded. A layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Every time the man howled, he trembled.

"Put this on!"

I took out an amulet and handed it to Fatty Yu.

All the people in the villa, including the bodyguards, all have amulets on them, except Fatty Yu, who has zero defense now.

Fatty Yu hesitated for a moment. After taking the talisman, he did not put it on immediately. Instead, he looked at me with a trembling body.

"Put it on, don't let it get snatched away in a moment!"

The boss walked out of the room at this time and patted Fatty Yu on the shoulder.

Fatty Yu was frightened and trembled. Seeing that he was a big boss, he said with a hint of tears: "Secretary-General, what's going on?"

As he spoke, he put the charm around his neck.

Downstairs, Zhang Yue'e came to the man with the paper knife from yesterday and said lightly: "Name, master!"

The man gasped, sniffed, stared, and said, "You must be a stinky bitch of the fox fairy lineage. The filthy smell on your body is disgusting!"

"Sambo, your junior brother's mouth is very tough!"

After being scolded, Zhang Yue'e not only didn't get angry, but licked her lips excitedly, then turned back and smiled at "Wu De" and said, "I like people with such hard bones!"