Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Telling stories at fortune-telling stalls is unheard of.

But Blind Zhou's story was so vivid and colorful that people passing by were attracted and stopped to listen.

Some people were listening and wondering what this was all about, but they didn't know that this real scene was happening on the bridge ahead.

"not good."

Just as everyone was listening intently, Blind Zhou suddenly shouted, "Transfer the money!"

The sound was so powerful that it shook people to their core.

Hearing these two words, Jiang Xiaochuan knew that something must have changed, and he transferred the money quickly.

When they heard the report of 500,000 yuan, everyone's mouths trembled and they stepped back.

It's too much to ask for half a million just to listen for a short while.

"How to say?"

Ignoring everyone, Jiang Xiaochuan said urgently.

"That man is coming this way."

There was a hint of nervousness in Blind Zhou's tone.

"Oh shit!"

Jiang Xiaochuan cursed angrily. He didn't expect Shan Zhengqing to be so powerful that the three of them couldn't stop him.

Without thinking too much, he ran away, fearing that Dan Zhengqing would catch up with him.

Seeing Jiang Xiaochuan running away in a panic, some people couldn't help but laugh out loud.

In their opinion, Jiang Xiaochuan not only had a lot of money, but was also very stupid to actually believe such a fictional story.

However, before the laughter faded, a figure appeared on the bridge.

It was an old man with messy hair and blood-stained body. He looked exactly as described by Blind Zhou.

When everyone saw this, they were stunned and looked incredulous.

At this moment, the entire bridgehead fell into silence.

As everyone watched the old man slowly approaching, an inexplicable fear and awe surged in their hearts.

"Cough cough..."

Shan Zhengqing was hunched over, and a slight cough brought out a cloud of blood foam.

Although all the people brought by Peng Hao were severely injured, he was also severely damaged by the joint efforts of several people.

The only thing supporting Dan Zhengqing standing here now is anger!

What made him angry was that he was being played around by Jiang Xiaochuan.

I thought I had victory in my hands, but unexpectedly I fell into the opponent's clumsy trap.

This feeling of being fooled was more unbearable than the physical pain.

There was a ruthless light flashing in Shan Zhengqing's eyes. He glanced at everyone and finally fixed his gaze on Blind Zhou.

Blind Zhou sat upright, facing Shan Zhengqing's naked murderous intent.

There was no expression on his face, as if he had seen through it all.

Suddenly, Shan Zhengqing's figure became blurred, and then disappeared like a gust of wind.

Everyone just saw a flash before their eyes, and then they could no longer see his figure.

All that was left was the still echoing cough and the smell of blood in the air.

Jiang Xiaochuan kept moving forward.

Although the car was not far away, driving was far less flexible for him than walking.

He tried his best to conceal his breath, but the sense of urgency followed him like a thorn in his side, and it became stronger and stronger.

"Does this old guy have a pair of dog noses?!"

Jiang Xiaochuan growled inwardly, his eyes darting around, searching for a possible way to escape.

Suddenly, his attention was attracted by a majestic building in front of him.

There are many luxury cars and it is magnificent. You can tell at a glance that it is a place frequented by the powerful and wealthy.

He looked up and saw three big characters "Jingxin Temple" written on a large plaque on the door.

These three words were like a flash of lightning, instantly lighting up the fire of hope in Jiang Xiaochuan's heart.

He remembered that this was the place Zhou Weidong had mentioned.

Jingxin Temple is a gathering place for the powerful and wealthy, and those who come in and out are either rich or noble.

If Shan Zhengqing really dared to do something wrong here, I'm sure those powerful people would never sit idly by.

Jiang Xiaochuan comforted himself in this way.

Knowing that there was no time left, he no longer hesitated. He instantly concentrated all his strength on his legs and rushed forward like a cheetah.

However, just as he was about to rush into the gate of Jingxin Temple, a burly and ferocious-looking guard blocked his way.

There was a hint of "taking advantage of the power of others" in the eyes of the security guard.

"What do you do?!"

The guard shouted, obviously dissatisfied with Jiang Xiaochuan's sudden intrusion.

Jiang Xiaochuan was in no mood to argue with him. He put his arm around the guard's shoulder and said quickly, "Brother, do you have an account?"

The guard was a little confused by Jiang Xiaochuan's action.

For a moment, I couldn't understand what he meant. I frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

"transfer!"

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