Fortune-telling and ghost-catching are too cruel, I’m being targeted by the country

When Jiang Wan stabbed the blade into Baron Ian's chest, there was another scene behind him.

The person in charge of the Saint-Louis Club thought they were playing some flirting tricks.

Knowing that Jiang Wan was Baron Ian's prey, the person in charge set his sights on Fu Jiuqing.

The beauty lowered her graceful neck, had fair and delicate skin, and had a beautiful facial contour.

The club leader saw all this and became more and more excited physically and mentally.

Then, in his excitement, he didn't notice the needle-like fiery red hair that pierced his eyes.

"Ahhhh!!!!"

A pitiful scream came from the person in charge's mouth.

There was a bloody mist before his eyes, and then he fell into endless darkness.

The person in charge let go of the tortured red-haired beauty, covered her eyes with pain, and rolled on the ground in pain.

Looking at Baron Ian again, the red knife that passed through his chest extended several centimeters from his back.

Bright red blood flows down the red blade like a stream.

Jiang Wan, who blinded the club leader's eyes, withdrew her cold gaze and stared at Ian in front of her with a stern gaze.

This man's mouth was wide open, but no words came out.

Jiang Wan pushed his shoulder with her fingers, and Baron Ian's body slowly fell to the ground.

"Oh!"

The ground made the sound of heavy objects falling.

Jiang Wan retracted her blood-stained tail and bent down to stare at Baron Ian.

She smiled and asked, "Do you really want to talk?"

Ian stared at the nine beautiful, flaming giant tails behind Jiang Wan, showing a dizzy expression.

He opened his mouth wide and tried hard to make a sound. After trying for a long time, he still couldn't say a word.

The smile on Jiang Wan's face deepened, reaching deep into her charming eyes.

She put her index finger on her red lips and said very sincerely: "I hate any sound you make.

So I deprived you of the opportunity to speak and died in silence. It must be painful, right? "

As soon as he finished speaking, the nine tails behind Jiang Wan moved in unison.

The nine red blades penetrated Baron Ian's chest again.

The wound that had been bleeding was punctured again, and the dense injuries looked extremely tragic.

Jiang Wan watched the blood gurgling from Baron Ian's mouth, and slowly retracted the tail that turned into a blade.

She moved very slowly, and every second of her slowness caused Ian to suffer great pain.

When the soul of the dead in Ian's body started to faintly leave his body, Jiang Wan completely retracted his tail.

She looked down at the other person with a cold and low voice.

"Those who blaspheme and disrespect the gods will be killed!"

"My grudges with you will be settled in this life."

Almost as soon as Jiang Wan finished speaking, Baron Ian completely lost his breath.

His undead body separated from his body, floated slowly into the sky, passed through the ceiling and disappeared completely.

Jiang Wan just watched him leave with a soft tut on her red lips, seemingly unhappy.

She has no right to interfere with the undead in the West, otherwise they can be taken to the underworld and tortured again.

I always feel that letting Ian die like this is a bit too cheap for the other party.

Baron Ian is dead and the club leader is blind.

The sudden change was clearly reflected in the eyes of the other three girls and boys in the room.

They were extremely scared, but they cleverly hugged each other and huddled in the corner, trembling helplessly.

Jiang Wan ignored them from beginning to end and walked towards the person in charge of the club.

This man was the culprit back then. In order to curry favor with the nobles, he did a series of things behind the scenes.

As many powerful people as he liked, so many innocent men and women suffered and were trapped in this devil's cave forever.

Jiang Wan lowered her eyes and stared at the man at her feet whose eyes were bleeding.

The killing intent bursting out of her eyes was even stronger than when she looked at Baron Ian.

Next, in the VIP room, there was a scream like a slaughtered pig.

The royal guard outside the first door trembled all over, feeling a creepy feeling.

They couldn't even imagine the scene inside. Just hearing the sound, they knew it would be absolutely miserable.

Compared with the pale complexions of Tang Shina's royal guards, Bai Ling and other guards had expressionless faces, which they had long been accustomed to.

The strange thing is that the sound in the house was very loud, but it didn't attract many people's attention.

Long before Fu Jiuqing and Jiang Wan, most of the people in the club were invited out by the escort team.

Only some extreme guests and the club's evil staff were completely controlled by the escorts.

Time passes slowly.

Half an hour later, the guest's door was opened.

Fu Jiuqing, who looked unhappy, walked out of the room first.

She turned her head to look at Bai Ling who was standing against the wall, and said in a deep voice: "I'm hungry, prepare some food, don't be too elaborate."

"Yes, ma'am-"

Bai Ling lowered his head and left with two guards.

When he passed the room with the strong smell of blood, Bai Ling turned his head slightly and took a look inside.

The house was covered in blood and mutilated bodies, making it a massacre scene.

Bai Ling quickly retracted his gaze and continued to move forward, leaving calmly.

No one knows her true inner thoughts.

Bai Ling admired Madam from the bottom of her heart for being able to arouse her appetite in such an environment.

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After half an hour.

Fu Jiuqing was sitting in the helicopter, eating seasonal side dishes with elegant movements, as well as authentic steaks worth starting at a hundred dollars per gram.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom boom boom!!!"

In the dark night, there was a deafening roar.

The distance suddenly became as bright as day, blooming like bright fireworks.

The visual effects brought about by bombing are full of violent aesthetics, not as fleeting and dreamy as fireworks.

Fu Jiuqing ate the steak cut into thin slices like foie gras, enjoying the taste of cheese and truffle sprinkled on it.

She actually doesn't like Western food that much, but she has to admit that each region's food has its own traditional cooking methods. If you taste it carefully, it's still acceptable.

Fu Jiuqing had already been bitten by the Qin family, and it seemed good to eat food from outside occasionally.

While admiring the beautiful scenery of "fireworks" as bright as day outside the window, she enjoyed the exquisite dinner arranged by Bai Ling.

The sound of bombing outside stopped completely after a long time.

Fu Jiuqing estimated that under such firepower, the Saint-Louis Club would have been razed to the ground.

The ten-year entanglement between Jiang Wan and Shang Shixu originated from the Sulla Kingdom.

The Saint-Louis Club is the beginning of Jiang Wan's love in this life, and it is also the ending of her life.

Everything in the world is a cycle of cause and effect.

Flowers bloom and fade, everything comes and goes. Everything has its destiny.

Jiang Wan is destined to end all this with her own hands and return to her true life.

Fu Jiuqing thought of what Shang Shixu had done far away in the imperial capital, with undisguised worry in his cold eyes.

Somewhere in the air, she could feel that she was almost there.

The catastrophe in the world is coming, and it is very close to her.

Even if the catastrophe comes in the next second, she will not be surprised.

"Ding--!"

The ringtone of text messages on the mobile phone brought Fu Jiuqing back from his thoughts.

She put down the cutlery in her hands and picked up her phone to open the text message.

Qin Baichen: Dear, I'm flying to Xiangjiang right away. Something happened to my friend.

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