"Just yesterday, my best friend had a car accident."
The car accident was the result of what Xu Ping'an said was a bloody disaster. Could it be that Jasmine's best friend was also a victim?
The cheerful atmosphere in the live broadcast room suddenly disappeared. Some people were surprised at the evil nature of this matter, while others were surprised at Xu Ping'an's ability. He hit the mark with just one sentence. Isn't this guy trying to make the show look more mysterious?
Xu Pingan asked: "How is your bestie doing now?"
"She was hit by an electric car. Fortunately, the injury was not serious. She only suffered bruises. After going to the hospital, she went home to rest."
After hearing what Jasmine said, someone in the live broadcast room said, "This is true. Yesterday at the school gate, I saw a girl with short hair being knocked down by an electric car."
Jasmine said: "Yes, my best friend has short hair."
"Is it true? You two are not acting in a script."
Most of the people who came to watch tonight are students from Changhe Normal University. What happened in the school cannot be faked. Some people began to be convinced and asked Xu Ping'an, "If it is true, these two girls were both hit." A bad luck charm person?”
"According to what you said, her best friend had a weak destiny and couldn't withstand bad luck, so she had a car accident."
"You are focusing on the wrong thing. Both of them went to a physiotherapy shop for cupping and were secretly printed with bad luck spells. The question is, will more people in that shop be affected by the spell?"
Everyone began to believe in Xu Pingan and followed the clues to analyze the source.
Xu Pingan said: "Brothers, why not live broadcast to that store, find the source of the bad luck spell, and help the victim solve the harm of bad luck."
"support!"
"Positive anchor."
Of course, some people expressed disbelief and still thought it was a script, "Let's see what other tricks you can perform."
In fact, regardless of whether everyone supports it or not, Xu Pingan has to solve it. It is his mission to do a hundred good deeds, and it is also to save his life. Otherwise, he will be in danger of his life in two years.
Later, he contacted Jasmine and agreed to meet at the school gate.
Both of them lived near the school. Xu Ping'an rented a small apartment in a slightly off-center location. After walking for a while, he arrived at the door but didn't see Jasmine. He waited for another three minutes before he saw a girl arriving late. .
"Sorry, I am late."
"Don't you live in the apartment building over there?" Xu Pingan pointed to the building on the side. It is a newly built building and is very close to the school.
Jasmine gasped, "There was a problem with the elevator. I ran down the stairs."
"It seems the bad luck hasn't stopped yet."
Jasmine was anxious. She couldn't stand it if she continued to be unlucky. She took a car and took Xu Pingan to the physical therapy shop.
It was already nine o'clock, and there were still one or two customers in the physical therapy shop. It looked like it would close soon. After entering the shop, Xu Ping'an told Jasmine not to be impulsive and let him handle it.
He closed his eyes and muttered a few words silently in his mind. Then he opened his eyes again. There was a trace of red light in his eyes. They were already ghost eyes. These eyes could see many things that ordinary people could not see, such as a person's fortune.
People often say that black air on the forehead represents an ominous sign, and Xu Pingan's ghost eyes can see this.
Jasmine now not only had black energy on her forehead, she was also surrounded by bad luck. She was exuding black energy. Xu Pingan looked into the room and found a very unusual light in a room, which represented extreme good luck.
If someone uses a bad luck spell, it is not just to make people unlucky, but to absorb the person's luck and use it for their own use.
Therefore, Xu Pingan felt that there was good luck gathering in this store.
He opened the door, and there was a little fat man lying on the bed in the room. He was playing games on his mobile phone. Xu Pingan was startled.
"Who are you."
"It's really you."
The little fat man's face was glowing red, and he had the aura of a lucky man. If he were asked to play mahjong, he would probably be lucky.
He stood up and said, "Go to the front desk for physical therapy. This is not a place for guests."
Xu Ping'an got straight to the point, "It's you who caused the bad luck curse!"
"What's the meaning……"
"You're still pretending to me that someone has had a car accident because of the bad luck curse, and it was all your fault."
"This...this has nothing to do with me."
The little fat man suddenly felt guilty. Seeing that something was not going well, he pushed Xu Pingan away, ran out of the door, and ran along the corridor to the back door. Xu Pingan immediately chased after him. Jasmine also ran away because she was anxious to untie her bad luck. past.
The back door of the physical therapy shop is a dark alley. A nearby store is undergoing renovation, and a lot of decoration materials are piled in the alley.
The little fat man was not very flexible, and with so many obstacles, Xu Pingan felt that he could not run very far.
That slightly fat figure kicked down a shovel the first time he ran into the alley, causing his body to lose balance and stagger to the ground. His body pressed on the shovel, causing the wooden handle of the shovel to pick up. When he got up, he hit Xu Pingan's stomach.
"Holy shit..."
Seeing that he was about to catch up with Xiaopang, Xu Ping'an was suddenly hit with a stick, which hurt him so much that he couldn't straighten up.
Xiaopang took the opportunity to get up and continue running. Jasmine, who was chasing him, ignored Xu Ping'an and strode towards Xiaopang. It was pitch black in front of him and he couldn't see what was on the ground at all. Xiaopang kicked down a paint bucket and fell to the ground again. She staggered and almost fell. She held onto the wall with one hand to steady herself. Jasmine took the opportunity to catch up with her in big strides. However, because she couldn't see the ground clearly, she just happened to step on the paint bucket that Xiaopang had kicked down. She somersaulted and fell to the ground. It fell hard.
Xu Ping'an got up and was a little angry. After his pupils turned red, he raised his right hand, surrounded by a mass of black energy. He grabbed it forward and a dark ghost hand flew out from his right arm. He grabbed Xiaopang from afar.
At the moment when he grabbed his clothes, Xiaopang stepped on a bag of cement under his feet. He staggered and fell to the ground. As a result, the ghost hand was empty. Xu Pingan controlled the ghost hand to grab it downwards again, but missed it. The cement bag on the ground raised up a cloud of cement powder. The alley, which was already poorly lit, suddenly couldn't see anything clearly. Xiaopang continued to run forward under the cover of the dust.
"Is this okay?"
This is the walking European Emperor...
In such a narrow alley, various coincidences happened to help Xiaopang escape.
After the two of them passed through the dust and chased out of the alley, they saw the railing. Xiaopang accidentally ran into a dead end. In order to continue running, he dragged his fat body over the iron railing.
"Hey, don't take any chances with your figure."
"You... don't come over."
Little Fatty had already crossed over with one leg, and his weight seemed to make him unbalanced. Just as the other leg crossed over, his body suddenly fell down. At this time, a takeaway electric cart happened to pass by, and with a pop, Little Fatty was knocked down. Unlucky The delivery boy became a cushion, but the fat boy was safe and sound.
Xu Ping'an stared blankly, as if he saw countless unlucky people becoming the European Emperor's cushion when drawing cards.
Damn it! Today, on behalf of everyone, I will hammer you, the European Emperor, to death!
