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

Song Laoer's position was about five meters away from the gate.

That woman was about four meters away from Song Laoer.

At the woman's current speed, it would take less than ten seconds to reach Song Laoer.

Even so, Song Laoer had no intention of running away, but instead scolded him more and more vigorously.

You know, the security guard in the guard box was so frightened that he ran away crawling.

Song Laoer is just like the doped dogs in the dog farm. He has no fear at all. Is this normal?

I squeezed the Five Thunder Seal tightly, looked at the two of them warily, and shouted: "Song Laoer!"

"Bitch, I'll kill you!"

After the sound, Song Laoer not only did not come back to his senses, but became more energetic and rushed towards the woman with large strides.

Less than four meters away, Song Laoer walked over in three steps, raised his hand and pinched the woman's neck.

The moment he touched the woman's neck, the bloody clothes on her body turned completely red. Song Laoer's outstretched hand froze in the air, then turned around little by little and pinched his neck.

"Uh!"

Song Laoer was like a chicken being strangled by the neck. He made a sound of unknown meaning from his throat. The madness in his eyes faded away little by little, replaced by indescribable fear.

The woman just looked at Song Lao'er quietly. Song Lao'er's hands tightened tighter and tighter, his toes lifted up, and his whole body lifted off the ground.

"It's over!"

Seeing this, I had no intention of going any further, but took two steps back. The moment the clothes on this woman's body turned red, I knew that I couldn't handle it.

This is called resentment turning into blood, which is the so-called red-clothed devil.

If it was Uncle Er who was being fucked, I would go up and fight to the death, but it was Song Lao Er who was being fucked, why should I fight so hard!

Just when I thought Song Laoer was about to be finished, dust suddenly flew up from under the woman, and a net popped out from under her feet, covering her in it.

"what!"

The moment she was covered, the woman let out an unwilling scream.

In the dog farm, from the walls on both sides of the sentry box, two people suddenly rushed out. Together, they pulled a piece of black cloth that looked like leather and leather, and covered it directly on the woman who was caught in the net.

After being covered, the woman who was still struggling suddenly stopped struggling, and could only see the human figure under the cloth.

At this time, the third person came out from behind the wall.

This man was an old man, who looked to be in his 60s. He was wearing a black Tang suit and holding a black jar in his hand. He walked up to the woman, raised his hand and pressed it down. The human figure under the black cloth seemed to be leaking. The balloon of anger was suddenly squashed by him.

The other two people rolled up the cloth and stuffed the woman inside with the net into the jar.

After doing all this, the old man held the jar with one hand and glanced at me thoughtfully. After a glance, he walked slowly and leisurely towards the dog farm with square steps, as if he was holding a bird cage.

The first two people who appeared were both in their 30s. They followed the old man and paid no attention to Song Laoer, who fell to the ground and didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

What's going on? Why did Cheng Yaojin show up halfway?

That was a red-clothed fierce ghost, not an ordinary resentful spirit. It was taken down so easily?

Also, the net that emerged from the ground was not a French net made of red thread soaked in chicken blood and Five Emperors' money.

The reason is very simple. With the net covered, there is no interaction between yin and yang.

Not just a net, the piece of cloth that looks like some kind of leather is not a yang-type magic weapon to ward off evil spirits.

"Brother, what's going on?"

It was not just me who was curious, but also Boss Tang. After he got out of the car, he asked curiously.

"do not know!"

I shook my head, pointed to Song Laoer who was still lying on the ground and said, "Wake him up first!"

Without the female ghost, the driver was no longer afraid. He drove the car to the door and the three of us worked together to drag Song Laoer, who was still unconscious, into the car.

I took out a calming charm, boiled it, mixed it with mineral water, and drank it for Song Laoer.

"Cough cough!"

After drinking a sip of Talisman Water, Song Laoer choked and slowly opened his eyes.

"Hey, Brother Chuan, Brother Chuan!"

Seeing Boss Tang, Song Laoer giggled, saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes lost the cunningness when they first met, only innocence.

"It's over, you're stupid!"

I jumped to the conclusion.

"Master Chen, let's go now..."

Boss Tang glanced at the dog farm and then at me.

"Back to the villa!"

I said.

Boss Tang was not a fool. He didn't even ask what was going on with the three people who just appeared.

"Okay, let's go back to the villa!" Boss Tang nodded.

On the way back, I called my second uncle and told him about the matter.

After hearing this, my second uncle told me to stay as far away as possible and not to provoke the old man.

The second uncle said that the net might be made of corpse suture thread, and that the piece of cloth that looked like skin and leather might be zombie skin.

The second uncle's meaning is very simple. Let's not talk about sutures, just talk about zombie skins. No one in China who can produce this thing is easy to mess with.

At the end of the sentence, my second uncle told me to go home as soon as possible and stop being a prostitute. If I was so promiscuous, he would have to give away the white-haired man to the black-haired man.

After hanging up the phone, I looked at Boss Tang. When I called him, I didn't shy away from him. Even if Boss Tang didn't listen to everything that my second uncle said, he listened to a general idea.

“Brother, what’s the background of the dog farm?”

Obviously, the old man had a lot to do with the dog farm. Even though my second uncle told me not to do anything, I couldn't help but ask.

"The big boss is from the province, that's all I can say!"

Boss Tang pointed upward and asked, "Brother, what does the second uncle mean?"

Boss Tang was very good at climbing along the pole and called his second uncle. It was obvious that he was also frightened.

I said, "Don't worry, don't ask. I'm going home. You can go out to avoid the limelight, whether it's a trip or an inspection, but don't be at home anyway!"

"Okay, brother, I'll book a flight for you right now!" Boss Tang didn't waste any time. He took out his mobile phone and made a call, asking someone to book a flight for him and me.

I went home and he went to the capital.

The air tickets were booked, and they happened to be for tonight. Boss Tang didn’t go back to the villa and asked the driver to take us to the airport.

After getting off the bus at the airport, the driver took the silly Song Laoer home.

As soon as the driver left, Boss Tang started chatting.

He said the dog park and the bar where you could watch swimsuit wrestling matches were owned by the same owner.

Of these two, one is involved in gambling and the other is involved in pornography, and the scale is not small, the relationship is not strong, and it cannot be opened at all.

I knew very well what Boss Tang meant. When he said it, he stretched out his hand to compare a number to me.

I know very well what this number represents. It is already very good that Boss Tang can tell me this.

From this number, I thought a lot. Whether it was the third master or this incident, those who hold power always have people from Xuanmen around them.

And this time, I'm afraid it's not as simple as it seems.