[Comprehensive] catching monsters fails

Mr. Fang stared at Ma Xiaoling dumbfounded, his face was full of fear, his cheeks turned pale in just a moment, and even his lips trembled uncontrollably.

Ma Xiaoling suppressed the anger in her heart, and said coldly: "I can't take this job, since you are willing to accompany him, then go, this time she was seriously injured, without your energy, I'm afraid she won't be able to recover. Don't expect to live for three days, tell your family tonight to help you prepare for the funeral!"

Ma Xiaoling turned and opened the car door, just about to get out of the car, Mr. Zheng, who had been paying attention to the movement behind him, quickly stopped Ma Xiaoling and begged in a low voice: "Xiaoling, don't be angry, Brother Fang is an infatuated person, he doesn't know the power of these things , you just help him, if you really don't help him this time, no one will be able to help him, is it possible that Jia Rui and I will really help him collect his body tomorrow?"

Mr. Fang pursed his lips and took a few deep breaths before recovering. Thinking of Ma Xiaoling's words, he couldn't help feeling a little terrified. Thinking of the yellow spring water, he was even more terrified. Seeing Mr. Zheng help him stop Ma Xiaoling, He quickly begged in a low voice: "Xiao Ling, please help me, I was too ignorant before."

"I can't help, I'm not that capable" Ma Xiaoling refused straight away, but still stood where she was, and didn't leave.

Seeing this, Mr. Zheng was secretly delighted. Since Ma Xiaoling has such an attitude, it means that Ma Xiaoling can still handle this matter, but it seems that Brother Fang will spend a lot of money, but money is always something outside of the body. , I'm dead, why do I need money.

Mr. Zheng made a decisive decision, looked at Ma Xiaoling with an 'OK' gesture with a smile, and said with a wicked smile: "3000 million."

Ma Xiaoling's heart moved, this ghost is not particularly powerful, 300 million is enough, maybe it was the [-] million last time that frightened Mr. Zheng, even this time the asking price has been inexplicably increased several times, it seems that in the future, I will appear on the stage Fei is starting at tens of millions, hehe, cough, I still have to fight for the interests that should be fought for.

Ma Xiaoling curled her lips and found that Mr. Zheng was looking at her. She quickly put on a cold face and said in a deep voice, "At least five thousand."

Mr. Fang was stunned for a moment, then smiled wryly, and said with some self-pity: "I didn't expect my life to be really valuable, Xiao Zheng, let's forget it, even if I sell me, I won't be able to raise 5000 million."

Mr. Zheng pursed his lips after hearing this, and he also had a distressed expression on his face. He knew that Big Brother Fang was a man, and he was absolutely unambiguous. What should I do with the project I have always wanted?I have already invested so much, should I give up?

Mr. Zheng pursed his lips, looked at Ma Xiaoling with some embarrassment and said softly: "Xiaoling, can this price be lowered? Look at what happened to Jiarui and me. The first thing I thought of was you, and we will pay more attention to it in the future." Help you introduce business, this time, you will lose a little bit on the price, okay?"

Ma Xiaoling looked at Mr. Fang who lowered his head and didn't dare to look at her with a sullen face. She felt a little depressed. After thinking about it, 3000 million is enough. It depends on your face once, 3000 million is 3000 million, but Mr. Fang, you have to promise me one condition."

"What condition?" Mr. Fang raised his head, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Help me investigate a person. I know your general background. Only your huge power network can help me find out this matter." Ma Xiaoling folded her arms and looked serious.

"Investigate who?"

"Don't worry, you're just a commoner, and you won't have a background that can't be shaken."

Mr. Fang pondered for a moment, finally made up his mind, nodded, and said: "OK".

Ma Xiaoling smiled, raised her hand to look at her watch, it was almost eleven o'clock, the time passed so quickly, it seemed that she was destined to go to bed late tonight.

"Mr. Fang, I'm going back to your home now. I'm going over there to make some arrangements. I'll take your money and I'll definitely help you do good deeds. Otherwise, it will hurt your soul!" Ma Xiaoling went up with a smile. car.

Seeing this, Mr. Zheng ran to the driver's seat, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped away.

All the way to Mr. Fang's small house, Ma Xiaoling realized that it was actually a commercial house, and it was the first floor of a building with dozens of floors. ?It's really strange to live in such a commodity building.

"Is there anyone else in Mr. Fang's family?" Ma Xiaoling asked casually after getting out of the car.

"There is no one at home. My parents returned to my hometown a few days ago, and now I am the only one living in this house." Mr. Fang has already regarded Ma Xiaoling as a fairy. The sub-servant looks submissive.

"Oh, which floor do you live on?" Ma Xiaoling pressed the elevator, glanced at the floor plan on the wall, three floors and eight households, um, it seemed very close to the people.

"13st Floor"

13th floor?Ma Xiaoling's heart skipped a beat. After all, the number 13 is not particularly auspicious in China, and she just hopes that there will be no big troubles in a while.

It was night now, and there was no one around. The lights here were all white light, which made people feel uncomfortable. The three of them entered the elevator in a file. Ma Xiaoling's damn glasses did not take off. There seemed to be a tiny arm waving in the corner where the elevator could be seen.

Ma Xiaoling frowned, staring at that arm quietly, not noticing the drastic change in the faces of Mr. Zheng and Mr. Fang. Looking at Ma Xiaoling's line of sight, she felt goosebumps all over her body.

Mr. Zheng couldn't help cursing Li Jiarui in his heart, this damn kid, it's really time if he doesn't come, leaving himself here scared to death, really want to take a step first, what should we do?

The elevator ascended slowly and steadily, and stopped on the thirteenth floor. The half of the arm was still waving there. Looking closely, the dead air wrapped around the arm seemed to be thin and transparent. It will dissipate!

Mr. Fang opened the door, and Ma Xiaoling was taken aback when she saw the layout. The door was facing the door of the master bedroom. Although she was not particularly good at ventilation, when she bought a house, she asked her uncle to help her see the house. It is easy to lose money and cause trouble.

On the left hand side of the door is the kitchen, on the right hand side is the living room, and a large balcony. Ma Xiaoling turned on the light in the living room and walked towards the balcony. With the help of the neon lights in the night, she could clearly see a mountain range not far away. Ma Xiaoling was startled to see that there seemed to be a small path. The path was not clearly visible from the balcony, but it must be clearly visible from the master bedroom.

"Mr. Fang, can I go to your bedroom?"

"Oh yes"

Ma Xiaoling walked quickly to the master bedroom, opened the curtains beside her, and saw a small road spreading from the bottom of the building to the end of the mountain range. The two roads separated on the left and right may be the reason for the planning, but they are actually at right angles.

Ma Xiaoling only felt her heart beating wildly. It turned out to be a dead end. Most of the people who lived in this direction would not be very smooth. Ma Xiaoling quickly closed the curtains and looked back to see that Mr. Fang and Mr. Zheng were crowded at the door to watch. look at yourself.

Mr. Zheng swallowed his saliva, and said in a low voice: "Xiaoling, you don't look well. Is there something wrong with the master bedroom?"

"Mr. Fang, did you buy this house? Has anyone done a reference for you?" Ma Xiaoling frowned and avoided Mr. Zheng's words. It was Mr. Fang who bought the house alone, so it can only be said that Mr. Fang is really lucky.

"This... This house was given by someone else." Mr. Fang showed embarrassment. After all, it is really inappropriate to say such things that have a bad influence on a stranger who just met.

"Whether this person has anything to do with you or not, this house is very unlucky. If you live in it, you will end up with a broken family." Ma Xiaoling looked serious. After all, you can't talk about such things. It's because I'm overthinking, but I seem to be a little petty.

"Ah... this..." Mr. Fang's expression changed drastically. He leaned against the wall and frowned, as if he was recalling whether he seemed to have a problem with him. After a long time, he pursed his lips with a livid face, as if he was suppressing the rage in his heart generally.

The curtains that had been lowered were suddenly lifted high by the wind, and a chill rushed in. Ma Xiaoling rubbed her arms unconsciously, suppressing the goosebumps that immediately stood up.

Alas, this dead end is really annoying, Ma Xiaoling reached out and took out a piece of yellow talisman paper, turned around and pasted the talisman paper on the curtain, a head popped out from the curtain, just hit the talisman paper, screamed, instantly No, the yellow talisman suddenly ignited spontaneously.

"Sure enough, dead people are easy to provoke right and wrong." Ma Xiaoling shook her head, then reached out and took out a few pieces of talisman paper to cover the curtains one by one. This action made the legs of the two people outside the door tremble like a sieve, and they almost couldn't stand up. stable.

Ma Xiaoling touched the frame of the glasses between the bridge of her nose, and looked at Mr. Fang, only to feel that Mr. Fang's lifelessness seemed to be a little heavier. She stretched out her hand to look at her watch. It was almost twelve o'clock, and it was time to get down to business.

"Mr. Zheng, you'd better go to the guest room to take shelter. There are a few talisman papers here. You sit on the bed, place the talisman papers around you, and then take the orange talisman papers I gave you earlier. I can keep you safe!"

"Okay" Mr. Zheng quickly took the yellow talisman in Ma Xiaoling's hand, ran to the guest room in a hurry, closed the door, hesitated for a while, decided not to lock the door, sat on the bed as he said, and closed his eyes tightly On the bed, make up your mind for a while that no matter what happens, you will never open your eyes.