Let Deng Rong sing the Stories from a Chinese Studio all his life and be an old fox for a lifetime. There will always be times when his intelligence is wronged by intelligence.

It would be fine if he didn't say this, but when Jiang Yue said it, it was undoubtedly even more heartbreaking to him.

Jiang Yue grinned: "Old guy, you don't have to be tolerant to me. I just want to see what your intolerance is like. What are the means you can use it boldly."

Deng Rong was stunned.

What's this called? It doesn't follow the routine at all.

Having said that, wouldn’t it be enough to talk to the sky to death and the retreat completely?

Seeing the other party sitting in a carefree position, although he did not take action, his eyes clearly expressed his attitude.

Even if he is the elder of the Deng family, an elder, and an uncle, he will be beaten up.

Deng Rong was not willing to submit easily, and said hissing: "Teacher Yue, this kid is crazy and is no longer a child of my Deng family. Please help suppress it, regardless of life or death!"

Teacher Yue had a bitter face and criticized her in his heart.

I have no interest in getting involved in the internal strife between your Deng family, so why should I drag me into the water?

I am a Feng Shui warrior. It is okay to use Feng Shui methods and hurt people with hidden arrows. Do you want me to fight with this stupid man in your family?

This is not the strength of Feng Shui masters.

But at this point, the goatee has also seen that if he doesn't take action, the other party will never give up.

At the moment, his eyes stared at Jiang Yue with a sinister look: "Friend, if I take action, it will be a situation that will be difficult to stop. Now you and I have not turned against each other, and I am not interested in interfering in the internal strife of your family. If you want to act alone, once you start, you may not be able to kill anyone."

This is the last warning.

As a Feng Shui warrior, senior old Yin coins, Goathu naturally cannot have no trump cards at all. But he doesn't want to use trump cards. After all, trump cards are not exposed if they can be exposed.

What's more, he had a sense of intuition that even if he showed his trump card, it might not be possible to deal with the guy in front of him.

This is why he has always endured and compromised.

"Teacher Yue, this son is stubborn and cannot understand polite words. The more you compromise with him, the more arrogant and domineering he will be. Please help suppress him, and the previous rewards can be doubled."

Deng Rong obviously took the initiative.

Asking this Feng Shui warrior to deal with Jiang Yue cost the Deng family more than 10 million. If this doubled, it would be a small amount of 30 million.

However, compared to the current humiliation of this family's rebellious son, Deng Rong felt that the money should be spent.

At the same time, Deng Rong winked at the two Deng family's children and signaled them to go out and call people.

These two people are not fools, so they are worried that they will not find the opportunity to leave. When they saw Deng Rong's look, they rushed to the door.

However, when they ran to the door to pull the door, they were frightened to find that the sliding door that was not locked at all seemed to have been welded to death and could not be opened at all.

The two of them almost used all their strength to feed themselves, but they still couldn't pull them at all.

This time, the audience was completely panicked.

Deng Heng was awakened and his strength was domineering, which was within an understandable range. But even a three-year-old child could push and pull open the door of the private room, but the two adult men could not even pull it open!

Such a strange scene made everyone's expression change drastically.

Especially the goatee-bearded teacher Yue changed color even more shockedly.

Before, he was just intuition and felt something was wrong. At this moment, he was convinced that this boy from the Deng family was likely to be his colleague.

Moreover, the other party's methods may be above him.

Thinking of this, Teacher Hu Yue was a little complaining.

"Mr. Deng, your Deng family has experts in the Feng Shui world, why do you have to ask me for trouble? Isn't this an unnecessary move?"

A master of Feng Shui?

Deng Rong was confused.

Is this talking about this boy Deng Heng? When did this boy become a master of Feng Shui? Before he was brought in by the Operation Bureau, this boy was proficient in eating, drinking, gamble and everything was easy to deal with when he was in a serious matter.

Just this kid, he is also a master in Feng Shui?

Deng Rong felt uncomfortable no matter how he looked at it.

However, Teacher Yue is obviously not a person who speaks nonsense. It can be seen from his expression that this is not like a joke.

Let’s look at the two Deng family’s children. They tried their best to pull the door, but they couldn’t even be opened even if they died.

At this moment, a hand suddenly came out strangely from the door panel.

A hand that is as dry as a tree bark.

The hand seemed to be stained with fishy blood, and he grabbed one of the Deng family's children's neck.

The man was pulling the door with all his might. He didn't expect that something so strange would happen?

The door panel has no gaps, so who would have thought that it would suddenly appear strange and a hand would pop out.

"Save...Help!" The man's neck was locked, his body was slowly supported, and his feet were hanging from the ground, as if he was hanging. He grabbed his hands desperately in the void, and kicked his feet desperately, trying to find a place to borrow strength and break free from the shackles of this ghost hand.

However, the hand that pinched his neck looked dry but was extremely powerful and tightly held it. No matter how hard he struggled, it was still motionless.

The remaining Deng family's son was so scared that he fell to the ground with his butt.

He didn't care that his butt hurt, and he rolled and crawled backwards.

I suddenly felt something strange on the ground with both hands. When I looked down, I saw that a pool of blood appeared on the ground at some point.

A face appeared in the blood, as if embedded in a carpet, and actually smiled strangely at him.

With this smile, he found that the face had no teeth. A long tongue in his empty mouth suddenly stretched out and rolled towards his neck.

The tongue could stretch infinitely, and it quickly circled around his neck several times, becoming tighter and tighter. With breathing, it wrapped around his neck tightly.

The man suddenly felt his neck tightening and his breathing became very difficult.

One of his face was flushed red, and his two big eyes seemed to burst out from his eye sockets. He pulled the tongue desperately with both hands, trying to untangle it.

However, everything is futile.

Deng Rong was completely frightened by the scene in front of him.

His tongue was rolled straight: "Teacher Yue...what is this...this situation?"

The goatee warlock's face was gloomy, and his hands were trembling involuntarily. How could he not see that this was a ghost coming to the door?

As a sorcerer, he can not only set up Feng Shui arrays, but naturally he has some knowledge of Taoism. He knows the depth of this evil ghost.

If he actually had some experience in manipulating the Feng Shui array, dealing with evil spirits, or even manipulating evil spirits, he actually felt a little familiar with the evil spirit in front of him.

It seemed that he had been fucking Jiang Yue before to deal with the evil ghost.

The powerfulness of the evil ghost was only barely able to use the Feng Shui evil array to guide it, but could not control it freely.

Could it be that the evil ghost woke up? He found that he was being manipulated and was always embarrassed and angry? He was about to come back and fight back on the person who manipulated it?

Once a ghost awakens and has the sense of autonomy, it will be very difficult to deal with.

Before she could think too much, the goatee tried to suppress her trembling hands, stumbled into her arms, and took out a piccolo.

This is his ancestral object. This piccolo is extraordinary. It can scare away ordinary ghosts with the soul-sucking song.

If a ghost with a weaker cultivation level can even be directly controlled by him.

When Jiang Yue saw him take out the piccolo, he sneered, suddenly kicked his toes, and a wine glass flew up and shot towards the goatee's forehead.

Performing evil magic in front of me? Is this when I don’t exist?

The wine glass was kicked by Jiang Yue's toes, and it was extremely fast and hit the forehead with a bang.

The goatee screamed, a big hole had been broken on his forehead, and blood was flowing down.

This blood is first-rate, which further stimulates the ferocity of the ghost.

A black shadow rushed over, like a gust of wind, and it was rolled up in front of the goatee warlock.

The goatee warlock was also decisive. He even raised his left hand high, and a big ring on his left thumb suddenly emitted a blue light.

The green light almost instantly magnified, turning into circles of green halos, pouring in from the top of the goatee's head, and it continued to overlap. In a blink of an eye, a blue halo was formed around him, wrapping water that could not be poured in.

The ghost shadow was about to pounce on him, but when it was hit by the blue aperture, it was like it was caught in a millstone. The black shadow turned rapidly with the aperture.

No matter how fast the ghost turns, it will never invade the aperture.

After several rounds, the ghost roared, broke away from the blue aperture, and suddenly turned into a ray of black smoke, and turned toward Deng Rong's head.

Deng Rong knew it was going to be bad, so he wanted to get under the table in a mess.

However, with the speed of this ghost, how could he, an old man, have the opportunity to react? Not to mention that he had too little time, even if he had time to hide under the table, it would be useless.

The black smoke pounced on him and turned into black smoke and poured into Deng Rong's seven holes.

Almost in the midst of breath, the black smoke was completely poured into Deng Rong's body.

Deng Rong's pupils contracted sharply, and he screamed in horror: "Mr. Yue, save me!"

Mr. Yue didn't have time to save himself at this moment, so he didn't care about Deng Rong's life or death. Ignoring Deng Rong's call, the goatee warlock suddenly bumped into the wall under the protection of the green light, trying to break out of the wall.

His desperate collision was really destructive, and he suddenly knocked a big hole into the wall. However, when his figure had just passed halfway through, his left foot, which had not had time to step out, was suddenly grabbed by a force. No matter how hard he tried, he could not break free.
To be continued...