At 11 o'clock in the evening, the lights were still on in the office on the 11th floor of the Lin Building. A petite figure was buried in it by a large push document. The monotonous keyboard typing sound seemed particularly clear on this quiet night.

OK! Finally finished!

Pressing the last button, Qian Xiaomo stretched, tidied up the things on the table quickly, picked up the bag on one side, and walked quickly towards the stairs.

Xiao Mo just pushed open the door on the first floor and saw a strange wind coming towards him.

Xiao Mo was a little chilly. It was approaching midsummer, and the wind was really weird.

After tightening his collar, Xiao Mo no longer thought about it and walked out with big strides.

I raised my hand and looked at my watch. It was already 11:15. The company is not far from home. I think I can get home at 11:30.

Looking at the few pedestrians on the street, Xiao Mo quickly accelerated.

"Please stay, this girl!" Xiao Mo, who was walking wildly, suddenly heard something, stopped quickly and looked around.

It turned out that at a bend not far ahead, a blind fortune teller was sitting there with a table next to him.

With the dim street lights, Xiao Mo also saw a pair of horizontal strips standing next to the table.

Let me write a letter, Lingbo Immortal!

I looked around and saw that there was no other person beside me except myself.

Just now, he was calling himself?

He frowned slightly, and Xiao Mo planned to ignore this immortal and rush to leave again.

"Girl, please stay, please listen to me, the girl is suffering from blood today..."

When Xiao Mo heard this bloody disaster, he rolled his eyes helplessly and muttered to himself.

It's another bloody disaster. Is there any new meaning? Why do these immortals say that the person has bloody disaster when they see someone?

There are scammers every year, and there are a lot of them this year.

I felt my eyelids were about to turn over, so Xiao Mo raised his foot again and planned to leave.

"Girl, what I said is true, please listen to me." At some point, the old man walked to Xiao Mo and looked at Xiao Mo with a worried look on his face.

"No need, I have something urgent now, please let go, okay?" Xiao Mo, who was in a good temper, was not angry because the old man blocked her way, but just said to the old man in a good voice.

"Girl, if you don't resolve it, you will be in trouble!" The old man intimidated Xiao Mo with a roar and stood in front of Xiao Mo without moving.

Hi! I’ll give you some colors and I’ll open a dyeing shop!

I found that the old man actually regarded his good temper as a blessing and stopped him.

"Touch"! Xiao Mo, who was about to take action, just raised his right hand when he suddenly heard a muffled sound, and then a pain in his head.

I reached out and touched the top of my head. When I put it under my eyes, I saw that it was full of blood.

Xiao Mo just thought of the bloody disaster that the old man said, and then his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

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