Fang Pengguang nodded after hearing this, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and said to me: "By the way, Brother Xiaojiu, wasn't it just when you were about to leave that I was going to tell you something?"
I nodded and asked Fang Pengguang: "Well, what are you talking about?"
"Well, actually we have a spirit removal company upstairs." After Fang Pengguang finished speaking, he added: "But most of them are a group of magicians. I just wanted to tell you when I found out about it, but seeing that you have something to do, I can't
I didn’t tell you.”
When I heard this, I immediately became depressed: "What kind of world is this? Why are everyone being fired from Ling Company?"
"Hey, boss, oh no, Brother Xiaojiu, you don't understand. Now Chuling Company only needs to have a facade and a little decoration to open its business. Except for a little facade fee, there is no other cost, so now
This industry has great development prospects, and now large and small ghost removal companies are being established." Wu Zhicong explained to me as if he knew a lot about the industry, but that's right, according to what Wu Zhicong just told me, he became a god at the age of fourteen.
Gun, it has been five years now, and at the latest it can be considered a high-level magic stick.
"You said that if you run this company now, what should you do if you encounter a real ghost?" I asked in confusion, because people don't offend ghosts, and ghosts don't offend people, but firing a company is already considered as provoking ghosts, so it is easy to encounter ghosts.
I don't care, after all, I have real skills, but the magic stick is different, because now the magic stick is becoming more and more professional, such as incense and so on, often burning incense at the door, but as mentioned before,
Ghosts are popular. If the police light incense at home or in front of the store, ghosts will be attracted.
"Actually, it's not as mysterious as you said. I've been a magician for five years and I haven't seen anything like that." Wu Zhicong smiled, as if he didn't care.
"Forget it, I'd better go up and have a look." I looked at the stairs, and then walked up, but Fang Pengguang and Wu Zhicong didn't follow me.
As soon as I went upstairs, I smelled a strong smell of smoke. It was not cigarettes, but the smoke from burning incense used in sacrificial rituals. I looked at the door and saw big words, Wang Yao Supernatural Agency.
I stood at the door, lit a cigarette, and then strode in. As soon as I entered, the decorations inside were very simple. As soon as I entered the door, there was a Mr. Guan, and there were many sacrifices above.
"Hey, are you here to find someone to catch ghosts?" Suddenly a voice came from behind me. I turned around and saw that this person looked about the same as me. He was probably in his twenties and had a tattoo on his upper body.
It was a very big dragon, and it even held a blade in its hand. I looked at this second master Guan again, and I immediately felt that he and his grandmother were clearly members of the underworld. There were no Taoist priests who offered sacrifices to second master Guan.
The Sanqing.
"Brother, I'm sorry, I came to the wrong place." Looking at this, I also knew that it was not appropriate to stay here for a long time, so I immediately turned around and prepared to go out, but the guy who looked like a gangster actually stretched out his hand to stop me and asked: "
Come in and talk." He pointed to a sofa inside.
In fact, it stands to reason that it is more than enough for me to beat such a little gangster, but after I looked at the blade in this little gangster's hand, I gave up the urge to beat him up. At this time, I also regretted it. If I had known the above
With such a guy, I should have brought Fang Pengguang along with me, and we would definitely win the 2V1 game when the time comes.
"Okay, brother, can you please put the blade further away?" I said and walked to the sofa and sat down.
"Everyone on the street calls me Lao Maozi. What do you call me brother?" The man who called himself Lao Maozi sat down and threw a cigarette over, then sat down opposite me with his legs crossed.
"Just call me Wu Jiu." I also introduced myself.
"Oh, what, did you encounter something strange?" The old man looked at me and asked.
"No, just come up and have a look."
With a "bang", the old man's blade hit a small table not far from the sofa: "Brother Wu Jiu, think about it carefully before talking."
Looking at this, I definitely couldn't say that I was the boss below who was preparing to open a business to steal his business. I immediately nodded and said, "Yes, yes, I encountered something strange."
"Okay, you give me a thousand yuan first, and then I'll find time to do a ritual for you later." The old man took a puff of his cigarette and said to me.
"What, you didn't ask about your birth date?"
"Ask what that thing is for. It's just to find a legitimate reason to steal money. I'm a straightforward person. Anyway, if you don't give me the money today, you won't be able to go out. I'll give it up to you."
He said with an angry look.
"Brother, you have to be more professional and have a bit of professionalism, okay?" I said to him.
"Shit, give me the money quickly and leave. I'll go out to have a fight later, so don't waste my time." The old man frowned when he heard what I said, and then added: "It's okay, I'll tell you.
It's just as useful as performing rituals here. If anyone in this area wants to beat you, just tell me my name, just say it's Wang Yaozhao. Okay, please give me the money." After saying that, he waved the blade in front of me.
I swallowed my saliva, grandma, you have to bow your head under the eaves. I took out a thousand yuan from my bag, threw it on the table, turned around and ran. When I got to the door, I saw Wang Yao still counting.
Qian yelled, "Just wait, I'll bring someone back to fuck you."
After I finished speaking, I didn’t care what his reaction was, and rushed down, ready to ask Fang Pengguang and the others to come up and beat him up. However, before I even got down the stairs, six bald men rushed up from below. At this time, Wang Yao also
Out.
"Brother Mao!" The six bald men shouted respectfully towards Wang Yao.
"That Wu Jiu, right? What did you say just now? I didn't seem to hear you clearly? Can you say it again?" Wang Yao asked me.
My heart went cold when I looked at those six big men. I could do three at most, and Fang Pengguang and Wu Zhicong below could only do one together. I immediately smiled at Wang Yao and said, "No, no,
I said I would bring two more friends to patronize Brother Mao’s business.”
When Wang Yao heard what I said, he immediately laughed and shouted at the six big men: "See, learn more. Don't bring your friends to tell your fortune one by one, as if your mother is dead."
After he finished, he turned to me and said, "It's okay, brother, I will cover you from now on."
"No, no, no, I'll just do some small business, I don't need anyone to cover me."
"It's okay. Tell me whoever robbed your business. I'll help you burn down his shop. Just bring more friends to finish it in the future." After saying that, Wang Yao complained in a low voice: "His grandma doesn't know what's up there.
I'm drunk or something, if you have to let me be the magic stick, I'll go."
When I heard this, I immediately understood why the barber shop had to be moved. There was such a mafia gang up there. Did any customers dare to come?
[I drank some wine last night, so I can only write so much. Today will be at least three chapters. Don’t worry about this. It may be a little later.]