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

The foreigners who kept shouting were still not relieved after the sarcasm.

He strode forward and gave the man in the black T-shirt a hard push.

"Oh!"

The man in the black T-shirt couldn't bear it anymore. He pulled the bag off his shoulder and hit the foreigner hard.

He rushed forward with a single stride, pressed down on the opponent's short body, and beat him wildly.

The painful wails of the Japanese people sounded, and the crowd of onlookers fell into panic.

The friend of the man in the black T-shirt, after translating with everyone.

Everyone knew what nonsense that beast said.

Everyone looked at them with anger, wishing to tear the foreigners apart, and looked at them with hatred.

Several passionate young people also joined the battle.

The two sides fought fiercely, with constant crackling sounds.

The owner of the breakfast shop and his wife looked at each other.

Fear flashed in their eyes, but more importantly, they hated the foreigners.

The boss pointed to his wife, the surveillance camera on the roof.

The landlady understood instantly, turned around and rushed to the lounge next to the kitchen.

The foreigners who were attacked by a group were beaten badly.

"Stop! Stop it all! You low-class people!"

"Who will help us? Call the police! The Chinese are beating someone up!"

A foreign woman in her early 15's issued a heartbreaking cry for help.

Not to mention that no one understood what she said, and even if they did, they would ignore her.

The onlookers were busy arguing and shouting loudly.

"Stop hitting, stop hitting!"

"If we fight again, something will happen! Stop, everyone, stop!"

Fu Jiuqing, who was leaning on the door frame, saw with his own eyes those who started the fight.

They were shouting about joy, and they were pulling several foreigners hard to restrict their movements.

The foreigners, who had no advantage to begin with, had no power to resist and could only be beaten.

The boss was also a gentle man. When he saw that the man in the black T-shirt’s clenched fist was bleeding, he handed over the rolling pin in his hand.

"Boom! Boom!"

The dull sound of the wooden stick hitting the body was painful to hear.

Fu Jiuqing felt what he should do.

For no other reason than to make the descendants of the culprit who made her so busy decades ago pay a price.

There was a hint of cold ghostly aura lingering on her fingertips, and she flicked it towards a few foreigners.

Ghost energy seeped into their bodies, flooding into their limbs and bones.

The aura around the Japanese people changed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the next period of time, the luck of these people will reach an unprecedented downturn.

Someone called the police.

The police came soon.

Cheng Yuncheng, who was watching from the outside of the crowd, went to personally communicate with the leader.

After he announced his door, a sneer appeared on his lips.

“There was no beating incident, the people inside were catching mice.

A few mouse droppings ruined a pot of porridge, and everyone felt unhappy. "

The middle-aged man leading the team heard a foreign voice calling for help coming from inside.

The ambitious foreigners have never repented of their evil deeds over the years.

The Chinese people's hatred for them has already penetrated deep into their bones.

The middle-aged man was polite and attentive to Cheng Yuncheng in front of him.

"Mr. Cheng, let us handle these dirty rats.

Your status is valuable, and we cannot afford to be accidentally affected if something happens to you. "

Cheng Yuncheng rolled his eyes at him, his expression disgusting.

If he could walk, he would still be standing here.

His cousin-in-law was watching the show inside, and he could only accompany her unconditionally, and he had to stop anyone from disturbing her enjoyment.

"Why are you standing here?"

A cold voice asked from behind.

Cheng Yuncheng's clouded expression quickly returned to normal.

He turned around and said to Fu Jiuqing with a smile on his face: "I'll get out of the car and get some fresh air."

The police captain was amazed at how quickly his face changed.

"Let's go." Fu Jiuqing kept walking.

She passed by the uniformed police officers leading the team and Cheng Yuncheng.

"I am the son of the president of the Western Chamber of Commerce!"

"You low-class people can't do this to me!"

The heartbreaking and shrill sound of resentment sounded from the breakfast shop.

The Chinese language, which the Westerners were not very proficient in, was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

The people watching inside and outside looked stunned when they heard the sound.

The sound of fighting in the house also gradually weakened.

Young Master Cheng, who was holding his breath and had nowhere to vent his anger, became angry.

He turned around with a sinister look on his face, and raised his voice to taunt the people in the breakfast bar.

"You are the King of Heaven, why don't you go to the police station today!"

The son of the president of the Chamber of Commerce?

The foreign dignitaries are here, but they are nothing in front of China.

Mr. Cheng became angry, and the surrounding police officers took action.

They rushed into the breakfast shop and spoke righteously to the onlookers:

"Unrelated people please leave and do not hinder our law enforcement operations."

The Japanese man who was beaten the worst and claimed to be the son of the president of the chamber of commerce stumbled to his feet.

He roared angrily: "You can't run! I'm going to sue them!"

The police officers ignored him and sent everyone out of the house in an orderly manner.

"You are all in the same group! I want to appeal! Sue you!"

The president's son was furious, and his already bruised and swollen face became even more distorted and ugly.

The only Japanese woman present who had not been beaten said to the president's son who was full of unwillingness and resentment.

"Uenoiwa, call uncle."

She spoke in foreign language, which few people present could understand.

The man in the black T-shirt retrieved the bag and secretly translated it to the police officer leading the team.

When Uenoiwa took out his mobile phone and wanted to call his father, he was quickly stopped by the police.

Uenoyan received a pair of silver bracelets and was pushed out of the breakfast shop.

Several other foreigners who were fighting and causing trouble were all escorted into police cars.

*

suburbs.

In a simple and solemn manor.

Fu Jiuqing, Cheng Yuncheng and He Rongsheng got out of the car and stood in front of an old villa.

Cheng Yuncheng's face was hesitant to speak, as if he had something to hide.

He said to the two people around him: "You must be mentally prepared."

When Fu Jiuqing drove into the manor, he felt the evil atmosphere in the air.

Let's call it ghostly, with a little bit of demonic aura mixed in.

She glanced at Cheng Yuncheng and said without emotion: "Lead the way."

Thinking of the scene he was about to face, Young Master Cheng touched the tip of his nose guiltily.

He took a deep breath and walked into the villa as if he was dead.

Fu Jiuqing and He Rongsheng followed behind.

As soon as I stepped into the living room of the villa, I felt a chill coming over me.

Cheng Yunchang went upstairs without stopping.

Halfway through, the three of them smelled a light floral scent.

After arriving on the second floor, the floral scent filling the air became even stronger.

"It smells so good!" He Rongsheng exclaimed.

He couldn't hold it back and took a few deep sniffs.

Fu Jiuqing raised his eyebrows and warned: "Be careful not to be fooled."

He Rongsheng was attracted by her cold and lazy tone.

He stared straight at Fu Jiuqing's face, with a look that made him want to swallow her up.

Cheng Yuncheng on the side frowned fiercely.

He walked between the two of them, guarding Fu Jiuqing behind him.

He raised his hand and gave He Rongsheng a critical blow.

"Your boy is dying!"

He dared to take advantage of his cousin's sister-in-law. If his cousin knew about it, he could skin He Rongsheng.