Zhao Yue pulled the black tape covering Fatty's mouth and pulled it off with a hiss.
Fatty Feng's mouth suddenly felt hot and painful, and his face twitched.
Zhao Yue half-crouched in front of him and looked at him with a smile.
"Do the math."
Fatty Feng cried at that time, apologizing and crying.
"Brother, I was wrong. You have a lot of money. Please spare me this time."
"Whatever you want, I'll give it to you."
"Even if you want my body, I won't resist."
Seeing Fatty Feng wailing with snot and tears, Zhao Yue smiled.
This fat guy is quite interesting.
"Are you really good at telling fortunes?"
Zhao Yue changed the topic.
"Yes, yes, yes, no money required!"
Fatty Feng noticed something, and he quickly highlighted his value, fearing that he would be killed if he was not satisfied.
"Then you can tell me your fortune."
Zhao Yue decided to try his ability, so what?
What about the weather? This is not appropriate for an ordinary person to be deceived casually.
Count yourself in trouble? No matter what kind of disaster I can cause now, I will be worthy of the people if I don't become a disaster.
What kind of disaster might happen to Blue Ice? This is pretty good.
"I'm looking for someone, you can help me calculate his disaster."
Zhao Yue said with narrowed eyes.
"no problem!"
Fatty Feng agreed immediately, with a decisive and confident tone.
"But I need to see his face..."
Fatty Feng said with a sneer.
Zhao Yue nodded and walked behind the fat man.
"Brother, don't..."
Fatty Feng immediately panicked, thinking that Zhao Yue was going to kill him.
As a result, he found that his rope was loosened and he was untied.
"Again, don't think about escaping."
Zhao Yue no longer cared about the loosened Fatty Feng. He had already memorized his life breath and he could not escape.
If he is ignorant, Zhao Yue doesn't mind letting him feel what terror is.
Fatty Feng quickly put a smile on Zhao Yue's face. After he was loosened, he quietly calculated the misfortune of his escape.
The result is death.
Fatty Feng was so frightened that he quickly gave up the idea of escape.
"This man really doesn't just talk casually, he really knows how to kill people."
Fatty Feng's heart trembled.
He is just an ordinary person. He has never seen anything beaten or killed.
"I'll call him to come over."
Zhao Yue took out a newly purchased mobile phone and dialed Lan Bingxu's number.
Toot toot…
The call was quickly answered.
"boss!"
Lan Bingxu sounded surprised.
He hadn't seen his boss in the past few days, and he was feeling uneasy while holding the money, fearing that he would suddenly lose his income next month.
He needs the money now, as his family has a lot of unpaid debts.
"It turns out that villa, please come over today."
Zhao Yue gave a simple instruction.
"Come right over, boss!"
Lan Bingxu nodded.
Lan Bingxu just put down the phone in his hand, with a purple hair tie on his side. His sister Lan Shanshan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, saw his happy expression and pouted her mouth and asked: "Brother! Are you dating a girlfriend? You are so happy !”
Seeing his ten-year-old sister asking this question, Lan Bingxu patted her head and said, "What are you talking about? Your brother's boss is back, and now he lets me go."
"The boss lets you go, are you still so happy?" Lan Shanshan's eyes widened, feeling that her brother was stupid.
Lan Bingxu pinched his sister's chubby face, did not answer, and walked toward the door humming a tune alone.
Opening the door, Lan Bingxu suddenly thought of something. He turned to Lan Shanshan and said, "When mom comes back, remember not to let her leave food for me. I won't come back to eat today."
"I know!" Lan Shanshan turned around in her wheelchair and came to a small desk. On the desk was a primary school mathematics booklet.
Today the school suddenly announced that classes were suspended, and Lan Shanshan was studying by herself at home.
She was very young and heard her parents often say that only by studying hard can she make money in the future.
"I will make a lot of money in the future for my family, just like my brother!"
Lan Shanshan swore in her heart.
But she didn't know that if there was no accident, she would spend her whole life in a wheelchair. It is difficult for disabled people to find jobs in society.
Ever since Lan Bingxu received Zhao Yuefa's salary of 50,000 yuan, the family's life has become much better. At least Lan Shanshan can see sumptuous dishes on the dining table every day.
Royal Garden, Li Xuan Villa.
Lan Bingxu was still wearing blue jeans and a white T-shirt. He stood at the door and rang the doorbell.
"I hope it's not too late." Lan Bingxu thought to himself.
After leaving the door, he hailed a taxi and rushed here.
The door of the villa was opened, and the person who came was a little fat. Lan Bingxu was startled when he saw this person.
Did I go to the wrong villa?
He took a few steps back suspiciously and looked at the house number. It was here.
"Your boss is waiting for you inside."
Fatty Feng looked the young man up and down and said.
Lan Bingxu quickly entered the villa door.
In the lobby of the villa, Zhao Yue sat on the sofa, with Lan Bingxu and Fatty Feng sitting on both sides.
Zhao Yue saw Lan Bingxu's nervousness, smiled at him, and signaled him to relax.
"This gentleman is a fortune teller. He claims to be very effective in telling fortunes. I'll ask him to tell you."
Zhao Yue said the purpose of letting Lan Bingxu come.
Lan Bingxu turned his eyes to Fatty Feng and said respectfully: "Hello, Master."
Fatty Feng nodded and looked at Lan Bingxu without blinking, making Lan Bingxu uncomfortable.
"General's fate."
Fatty Feng's eyes lit up, he stood up suddenly, walked to Lan Bingxu's side, spread Lan Bingxu's hands, and looked at his palms.
"It's indeed General's fate!"
Fatty Feng sighed.
Zhao Yue and Lan Bingxu didn't understand what he was talking about, so they looked at him with interest.
"But the road ahead is difficult."
Fatty Feng observed intently. He had been telling fortunes for so long, and this was the first time he met someone who was about to die.
"Mr. Feng!"
Seeing that he was addicted to it, Zhao Yue said coldly and forcefully.
Fatty Feng's body trembled, his concentration was interrupted, and he came back to his senses.
Looking at the two people, he explained: "This little brother is not simple. He has the appearance of a general. In ancient times, emperors often had the appearance. The general appearance describes a person's life character."
"However, after so many years of fortune telling, this is the first time I have met a general. As for an emperor, my ancestors have never met one for generations."
Zhao Yue looked at Lan Bingxu. Hearing what the fat man said, he felt that Lan Bingxu's life was a bit special.
Lan Bingxu's face turned red when the fat man said this. It was the first time for him to be praised for being special, even though he was a fortune teller.
"Have you calculated this?"
Zhao Yue looked at Fatty Feng and smiled slightly.
Fatty Feng's expression changed, and he hurriedly said again: "Although this young man has the status of a general, there has been a disaster recently, and it was directed at his family."
Lan Bingxu opened his eyes, a little confused and nervous.
"To put it simply, within the next half month, your family and you will be in trouble!"
Zhao Yue frowned slightly. He felt that the fat man's speech was quite artistic. Others may not know, but the fat man must know about the government's announcement. With this matter, no one else would be in trouble for his family, and it would not be out for ten days.
After Fatty Feng finished speaking, he glanced at Zhao Yue out of the corner of his eye. Seeing that his expression was a little unhappy, he immediately knew that he was dissatisfied.
But I have made it so clear.
I'm just a fortune teller, not a god. How can I tell you the specific disaster? I don’t know!
Suddenly, Fatty Feng thought of something and hurriedly took out a red box, paper and pen from his arms.
Put these on the table and look at Lan Bingxu with a smile.
"I know you may not believe it, so let me count the number of people in your family."
"First of all, we don't know each other well! It's just a matter of time!"
Although Fatty Feng looked at Lan Bingxu and said, Zhao Yue understood the underlying meaning.
Isn't this just because he sees that he still doesn't believe it, so he continues to increase the stakes and increase his credibility.
Zhao Yue began to sort out his thoughts and realized that Fatty Feng had indeed never met Lan Bingxu, and it was impossible for him to know about Lan Bingxu's family situation.
"The mist covers the sun, the blue smoke is misty, and it's mysterious!"
"Holding the dragon chip in hand, circling the nine palaces!"
"Beidou guides, the stars fall to the ground!"
"The five elements are in harmony, and the yin and yang are balanced!"
"The life palace faces away from you, and the seal is red!"
"Calculate the past, calculate this life, calculate the future, open!"
Fatty Feng kept mumbling and spread out the white paper.
Hold a brush and draw up, down, left, and right on the paper.
He raised his hand to collect the brush and hung it on the small red box.
With the final sound of 'open', Fatty pressed the brush onto the red box.
Traces of unknown red paint flowed out from under the box and expanded in all directions.
The red paint spreads, vaguely like a picture.
Fatty Feng looked at the picture, and a look of understanding suddenly appeared on his face.
Turning to look at Lan Bingxu, he smiled at him and said with an air of superiority: "There are four people in your family, including you, and you also have a younger sister, right?"
Lan Bingxu stood up suddenly, his eyes widened and he couldn't believe it.
"This...this, sir, is truly a god!"
Lan Bingxu stammered and couldn't speak.
Zhao Yue was also surprised on the side. This was consistent with the situation in Lan Bingxu's family.
"Don't panic, I'm not finished yet."
The corners of Fatty Feng's mouth raised slightly, "Young man, I can't hold it now."
"Your sister is seriously ill and has trouble walking, right?"
Now Zhao Yue suddenly stood up. This guy has some skills!
Lan Bingxu's mouth was so big that he couldn't speak. He was so shocked that he couldn't be more shocked.
Looking at the performance of the two of them, Fatty Feng looked calm, but in his heart he was extremely excited and happy.
Yeah! This is what it should be like!
"Sir, you are right, yes."
Lan Bingxu said in shock.
"And by the way, I figured out when your sister will be cured of her serious illness? What do you think the outcome will be?"
Fatty Feng suddenly raised the suspense and aroused Lan Bingxu's heart.
However, Lan Bingxu smiled bitterly and said: "Needless to say, sir, I probably know that my sister's disease is basically incurable, and she may never get better in this life."
His father went to many hospitals to treat his sister, and the family's huge debt was due to this, so he knew it well.
My sister's disease is difficult to cure!
"But my hexagram doesn't think so."
Fatty Feng smiled and shook his head, looking mysterious.
"Sir? You mean..."
Lan Bingxu clenched his fists and met Fatty Feng's gaze.
Fatty Feng saw his excitement, and his fiery eyes said everything.
"Your sister is seriously ill and will probably recover in the next few days."
Hearing this, Lan Bingxu looked excited and knelt down on the spot to express his gratitude to Fatty Feng.
Fatty Feng was almost frightened. This young man belonged to Zhao Yue, and his life was still in his hands. Won't he lose his life by kneeling down!
Fatty Feng quickly put his hands on Lan Bingxu's shoulders to stop him from kneeling.
Lan Bingxu looked at Fatty Feng with moist eyes.
Zhao Yue was speechless. Why don't you ask who saved your sister?
He had already thought about it and planned to cure Li Xuan's family and Lan Bingxu's sister in the next few days.
He knew about Lan Bingxu's sister's situation.
As a result, Fatty Feng took all the thanks.
Zhao Yue was not in a very good mood at that time and glanced at Feng Guoli coldly.
Fatty Feng's body trembled, and he sensed the impending doom.
Lightning flashed in his mind, and he silently did some calculations in his mind, as if he had calculated something.
He quickly helped Lan Bingxu up and said, "I'm just telling fortunes, but I'm not the one who really made your sister recover. You don't need to be so courteous to me."
"Sir, can you figure out who it is?"
Lan Bingxu asked quickly.
"You'll know then."
Fatty Feng smiled mysteriously and said no more.
After the experiment, Lan Bingxu left the villa with excitement. He wanted to go home and tell his sister the good news!
The way Zhao Yue looked at Fatty Feng was also different.
This guy can indeed tell fortunes, and he is quite accurate.
"I still need you to help me do the math."
Zhao Yue said.
"Who is it again?"
Fatty Feng sat on the sofa, relaxing. After proving himself, he didn't have to worry about being killed by Zhao Yue.
"My business." Zhao Yue said, and added, "Calculate the position of my parents."
The reason why he didn't ask Feng Guo to make plans from the beginning was mainly because he didn't believe him. If he casually told him a location, he wouldn't waste time going over to take a look.
"That's no problem. Please tell me your date of birth and name."
Fatty Feng had a relaxed look on his face and asked someone to tell his fortune. He had done this many times.
The child is missing, please help.
Or your dog can’t be found.
Anyway, this kind of thing is quite common.
"March 9, Zhao Yue."
"Isn't your name Guo Jiaan??"
Fatty Feng was confused. Did he remember it wrong?
Zhao Yue did not explain. Seeing this, Fatty Feng stopped asking him what he meant.
For this kind of calculation, Fatty Feng didn't need a box. He stretched out his hand and pinched it, and then he started calculating.
Zhao Yue looked a little nervous when he saw Fatty Feng starting to count.
After a while, Fatty Feng lowered his right hand.
Suddenly he sighed.
Zhao Yue's expression condensed. What happened to his parents?
Probably not. With Shen Xingchang here, he should be safe and sound. What could that be?
"I'm a little hungry."
Fatty Feng grinned.
If you don't take this opportunity to make some extra money, how can you be like Fatty Feng?
"I figured it out, but alas, I'm hungry."
Zhao Yue saw what he was thinking, frowned, and picked up the phone helplessly.
"What do you want to eat? Order it yourself!"
Fatty Feng refused.
"The takeaway is not fresh, go to Nanqinlou!"
Zhao Yue clenched his fists slightly, but relaxed again when he saw the fat man's indifferent expression.
Nanqinlou is a well-known restaurant in China. The starting price of a meal is 5,000 yuan, which ordinary people cannot afford.
Although this didn't put much pressure on Zhao Yue, Zhao Yue was still dissatisfied when Fatty asked him to go.
"no problem!"
Zhao Yue said calmly, anyway, he still has 3.25 million in cash on hand. Although it is not much, it is more than enough for consumption.
I picked up a black backpack in the villa.
Zhao Yue stuffed about 100,000 cash inside.
"Cash is trouble."
Zhao Yue frowned. He now had Guo Jia'an's identity and could apply for a bank card through Guo Jia'an's identity.
It's just that Zhao Yue feels that it's not necessary anymore, since the cash won't be used for long anyway.
I found a luxury sports car from the villa.
Zhao Yue threw Fatty Feng into the passenger seat and sat in the main driver's seat.
boom!
The car roared, the sound was strong and full of power.
"This sports car is worth a lot of money! The price starts at 5 million!"
Fatty Feng looked at the whole car carefully and was full of praise.
He likes this kind of sports car very much, but he can't save money and can't afford it!
