Mr. Cong never talks about martial arts

He Yuanyuan's fingers were itching, and she really wanted to turn on the computer and write quickly, using this as a blueprint to write the beginning of a [-]-character novel.

"Hey, little girl, you'll be responsible for taking pictures and uploading later, don't interrupt the rest, you know?"

Just as He Yuanyuan clasped his hands together, blinked his starry eyes, and was unable to extricate himself from fantasy and romance, the co-pilot uttered a clear and pleasant baritone voice.

"Hey~ why? Uncle Da invited me here because I am an expert in dealing with such things." Xiao He returned to reality, pushed his glasses calmly, and looked at the front left in puzzlement: " This matter can be big or small, it is not a child's play, you have to listen to me."

Already cheered up from the decadence, Master Poison Saint, who was focused on making money, pulled out his ears and sighed.

"But I have to earn money to marry a daughter-in-law. I still have a billion to earn! Uncle Da felt sorry for Jae Yin'er and allowed me to stay at home temporarily. But I have to be ignorant. This matter, right?" , I am going to do this..."

Marry ~ daughter-in-law?He Yuanyuan stared so hard that his eyes almost popped out of the frame, and the 360 ​​five gossip cells in his whole body were trembling: "Who, who is your wife?"

The triumphant Master Poison Saint just wanted to open his mouth to explain who his wife is... When he squinted, he saw Uncle Da sneering.

Uncle Da drove with one hand, and rested the other hand on his neck, making a sharp gesture of choking his throat.

Cong Youyan, who was so poor that he only had 30 soft coins left in his trouser pocket, was helpless, and he remembered the unspeakable pain in his heart.

Master Poison Saint had no choice but to change the subject: "Xiao Guliang's family, is it appropriate to talk about other people's daughter-in-law with a man? By the way...well, let's plan an immediate action."

……

Lanxi Film and Television Hall.

Sister Ye and the boy continued to stand there, like two sculptures.

The company's logistics has formed a circle, protecting the two of them in a temporary curtain.

The security guards dutifully drove away the reporters present.

Everything seems to be under control.

The front desk leader had just dialed the police call, and Xiong Da walked over with leisurely small steps, "How, when will the police arrive?"

"It is said that the nearby patrol police have been notified, and they will be here immediately."

"Tsk, that, I think, you should make another call to be safe."

"Brother Xiong means..."

Xiong Da raised his hand to check the time, squinted and looked around, leaned over, and said in a low voice: "Hey, do you know that there is a Buddhist temple in the suburbs of our city? It is the Pilu Temple. I used to go to worship. It is said that the abbot inside has some skills. .”

The head of the front desk scratched his head: "Brother Xiong, my mind is not clear, why don't you explain it more clearly."

"Why are you so stupid? No wonder you can't be promoted. Sister Ye suddenly became like this. It's caused by unnatural forces that you can tell at a glance."

Xiong Da smacked his lips, reached for the signature pen, wrote down a series of phone numbers on the white paper, threw it to the front desk, and said with a smile: "What's the use of the police coming? When this happens, you have to hire a professional exorcist Just be there."

Staring at the front desk after dialing the phone, Xiong Da turned his back, walked quickly, and slipped out of the door quietly.

The entrance of the film and television company was surrounded by people from all walks of life who came to hear the news, those who watched jokes, those who watched the excitement, and those who sought the truth.

Uncle Da's car came late and finally parked on the side of the road.

Changed from Yuyan to a sharp weapon --- dressed in a black and green bamboo Hanfu Taoist robe, carrying a blue flower burden, with one hand behind his back, the young man walked forward with figure-of-eight steps.

"Hey, hey, Uncle Da, who is the daughter-in-law from what you said just now?" He Yuanyuan followed behind, couldn't hold back, and asked in a low voice.

Uncle Da smiled awkwardly: "I don't know, this guy may be crazy, he's dreaming of nympho, just ignore him."

"Hey~ Uncle Da, you are dishonest. I can tell that you are a little tricky. If Cong Youyan is really crazy, will you help him? How can you help him? Well, I won't ask."

He Yuanyuan took out a small camera from his backpack and grinned, "Man can lie, but machines can't! Right, Uncle Da?"

Uncle Da refused to admit that he was lying even if he was beaten to death, so he just gritted his teeth and practiced the mantra.

He Yuanyuan giggled, gave a military salute mischievously, jumped and ran into the crowd, pretending to be an enthusiastic citizen.

From Yu Yanxing to the entrance of the film and television building, I just wanted to find out the sapphire brush washer hidden in the bag.

"Hey~" Uncle Da followed behind, looking left and right and whispered: "You have to think about it before you do it. If you are sprayed to death by Tumo Xingzi, don't drag us down. I will definitely not get people from Tumo Xingzi." .”

Cong Yuyan didn't turn his head back, "There are too many dirty things hidden in the spit! Don't worry, Uncle Da, I won't bring the virus home."

Uncle Da frowned, and wanted to say, isn't that your home?Want to marry the young master?Next life!

Cong Youyan has already made his move here, he tapped the jade jade lightly, and muttered to himself: "The room my daughter-in-law gave to the little cutie is really magnificent! Then, the show is about to begin, and the actors are on stage!"

The moment the jade bi was rang from Cong Yuyan, the two people who had almost turned into sculptures in the Lanxi film and television hall turned around in unison, ignoring the blue cloth fences, and walked out the glass door step by step.

The guards at the door did not dare to stop the two from advancing, and while pushing and shoving the reporters, they called for the chief of the security section.

Cong Yuyan quietly buckled a handful of silver needles in his hand.

Sister Ye and the boy continued to move forward with dull eyes, hands and feet together, their joints creaking, they walked up to Cong Youyan, and knelt down with a plop.

The movements are uniform, and the brows are not trembling.

It was just that the sound of kneeling was quite loud, shaking the dust all over the ground, and bluffed the surrounding crowd. He Yuanyuan squeezed forward excitedly, holding a small camera in his hand, looking for an angle in the gap between the crowd to take a sneak shot .

Cong Youyan raised his index finger, placed it under his nose, swept it lightly to cover up his smile, and said, "I don't have any red envelopes for you if you don't have any festivals or festivals, please hurry up."

Black shadows flashed in Sister Ye's eyes, and tears flowed from her eyes involuntarily. Her head was held by an invisible force, and she could only kowtow unkemptly: "Genius doctor, help! Help me, help me!"

While filming, He Yuanyuan thought to herself: This woman, who is used to domineering in daily life, actually offended this Bodhisattva, it is really---a tragic word in capitals!

After pretending for a long time, he finally let out a bad breath.

Cong Yuyan then pretended to lightly raise his cuffs, helped up the two kneeling people, and said in a warm voice: "Oh~ well, doing good deeds every day is also a kind of practice! Who made me be kind by nature. Can I be kind to you, and See luck."

The inner strength of the whole body surged to the fingertips, and dozens of silver needles that were prepared to be lowered flew out at once, and pierced into the tops of the two people's heads without any mistakes.

The crowd eating melons onlookers exclaimed. Someone pointed at Sister Ye's nasal cavity and shouted: "Oh, look, something crawled out!"

A strip of blackened slime slid down and fell to the ground, turning into a pool of dirty blood.

It was obvious that Sister Ye, who was still somewhat human just now, felt weak all over and passed out on the ground.

Cong Yuyan stretched out his foot and kicked the boy on the back violently.

The boy let out a "wow", bent into the shape of a shrimp in pain, and spit out a pool of black blood. He opened his eyes in a daze, and when he saw the surrounding situation, he quickly closed his eyelids again in fright.

The chief of the security section in the building was trembling with his legs. Just as he was about to rush forward with his brothers and grab the quack doctor, he saw the quack doctor squatting down, holding Sister Ye by the throat, and feeding a pill.

The chief of the security department really wanted to stop it, but the adrenaline was not enough. His hands and feet trembled, and he couldn't make any sound at all. He watched his beloved sister Ye swallow the pill.

Sister Ye, who was lying on the ground, leaned over and started to vomit after a few minutes, until she almost vomited up all the yellow bile, and then she regained her senses.

Cong Yuyan stood aside and watched Sister Ye who was tied into a hedgehog head, and said with a smile: "Sister Ye is getting old after all, and her memory is not very good. I seem to have told you that if you want to ask me to do it again, you can More than 10."

Once involved in the professional field, Congyouyan's speech will unconsciously take on the tone of the previous life, with an elusive yin and yang aura in it.

Sister Ye's hands and feet are soft, and her heart is cold. The poor boy who thought she was vulnerable has become more and more terrifying.

Not only exaggerated words and deeds, I'm afraid that this person has some real skills in his hands.

I was really bewitched by a ghost, and lost my mind. Didn't the lesson from last time explain the problem?

Tears and snot flowed out of her facial features uncontrollably, and Sister Ye said tremblingly: "Just ask for a price."

As for the salted fish on the chopping board, Cong Youyan had his own way to make them spit out money, and seeing Sister Ye's reaction, he was very satisfied.

Put away the jade pen wash, took out the phone, turned on the calculator, counted and calculated for a while, Cong Youyan said with a smile: "They are all acquaintances, I think you are cheaper, the price is 100 million."

He pointed to the boy next to him who was as angry as silk: "Hey, this boy is so kind-hearted, is it the tonic you just received?"

Malicious laughter came from the far-separated crowd.

Sister Ye's brain was buzzing, even if she didn't want to, she had to hold on at this moment, so she gritted her teeth: "He is an artist under my banner, and I will pay for the medical expenses."

Cong Youyan's eyes lit up, he put away his phone, and stood with his hands behind his back: "It's easy to talk, good talk, sincerity is 200 million."

Sister Ye's teeth were itchy, and she was so distressed that she almost fainted. Just as she was about to make a counter-offer, her brain immediately ached, as if an invisible saw was cutting her skull, and she yelled in fright: "Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen, come here quickly , transfer the money to him immediately."

Cong Youyan took the money as a matter of course, and ordered, "Bring two bowls of fresh and sweet distiller's grains and a clean ceramic bowl; if you don't have any, sweet fermented rice from the supermarket is also fine. And this is the prescription I prescribed, hurry up Go to a nearby pharmacy to buy it."