Let him Deng Rong sing Liaozhai all his life, and be an old fox all his life, there will always be times when his cleverness will be misled by his cleverness.
It's okay that he didn't say this, but once he said it, it was undoubtedly more heart-wrenching for Jiang Yue.
Jiang Yue grinned: "Old man, you don't have to be tolerant to me. I just want to see what your intolerance looks like. If you have any means, use it boldly."
Deng Rong was dumbfounded.
What is this thing called? It doesn't follow the routine at all.
If we talk about this, wouldn't it mean that the whole world has been talked about to death, and there is no way out at all?
Seeing the other person sitting carelessly in his seat, although he didn't make any move, his attitude was clearly expressed in his eyes.
Even if he is the patriarch of the Deng family, an elder, or an uncle, he can still be beaten.
Deng Rong was not willing to give in easily, and hissed: "Teacher Yue, this kid has lost his mind and gone crazy. He is no longer a member of my Deng family. Please help suppress him, no matter life or death!"
Teacher Yue had a grimace on his face and felt a wave of criticism in his heart.
I have no interest in getting involved in the internal strife of your Deng family, so why drag me into this?
I'm a Feng Shui sorcerer, so if I do some Feng Shui tricks and stab people in the back, that's no problem. Do you want me to fight hand-to-hand with this idiot in your family?
This is not a Feng Shui master's strength.
But now that things have happened, Goatee can see that if he doesn't take action, the other party will definitely not give up.
He stared at Jiang Yue with sinister eyes: "Friend, if I take action, it will be irreversible. Now you and I have not fallen out, and I have no interest in intervening in the internal strife of your family. If you insist on having your own way, once you take action, it is not certain who will win. "
This is a final warning.
As a Feng Shui sorcerer and a veteran Yin coin, it is natural that Goatee has no trump card at all. It's just that he doesn't want to use his trump card. After all, if you can't expose your trump card, don't expose it.
What's more, he had an intuition that even if he showed his trump card, he might not be able to deal with the guy in front of him.
This is the reason why he has been forbearing and enduring hardships.
"Teacher Yue, this boy is stubborn and doesn't understand polite words. The more you compromise with him, the more arrogant and domineering he becomes. Please take action to suppress him. Your previous reward can be doubled."
Deng Rong was obviously desperate.
Asking this Feng Shui sorcerer to deal with Jiang Yue cost the Deng family more than 10 million. If this were doubled, it would be a small amount of 30 million.
However, compared to being humiliated by the traitor of the family, Deng Rong felt that the money should be spent.
At the same time, Deng Rong winked at the two Deng family members and signaled them to go out and call for help.
These two people are not fools, so they are worried that they will not find a chance to leave. After receiving Deng Rong's look, he rushed out the door.
However, when they ran to the door and pulled it open, they discovered to their horror that the sliding door, which was not locked at all, seemed to be welded shut and could not be opened at all.
The two of them tried almost all their strength to suck the breast, but they still couldn't pull it any further.
At this time, the entire audience was completely panicked.
Deng Heng's awakening and domineering strength are within the understandable range. But even a three-year-old child could push and open the private room door, but two grown men couldn't!
Such a strange scene made everyone's expressions change drastically.
Especially the goatee-bearded teacher Yue, his expression changed in horror.
Before, he just had a gut feeling that something was wrong. At this moment, he was convinced that this boy from the Deng family was probably his colleague.
Moreover, the other party's methods may be superior to his.
Thinking of this, Teacher Goat Hu Yue was almost complaining.
"Mr. Deng, your Deng family has an expert in Feng Shui, why do you bother to invite me? Isn't this unnecessary?"
Feng Shui expert?
Deng Rong was confused.
Is this the guy Deng Heng you’re talking about? When did this guy become an expert in Feng Shui? Before he was brought in by the Action Bureau, this kid was proficient in eating, drinking, prostitution, and gambling. When it came to serious matters, he would definitely do everything sparingly.
Is this guy an expert in Feng Shui?
Deng Rong felt awkward no matter how he looked at it.
However, Teacher Yue is obviously not someone who talks freely. It can also be seen from his expression that this is not a joke.
Look at the two Deng family members. They tried their best to pull on the door, but they couldn't open it.
At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out strangely from the door panel.
A hand as dry as tree bark.
The hand seemed to be stained with smelly blood, and he grabbed one of the Deng family disciples around the neck.
The man was pulling at the door with all his strength. Who would have thought that something so weird would happen?
The door panel was in perfect shape, and there were no gaps. Who would have thought that something strange would suddenly happen, and a hand would stick out.
"Help...Help!" The man's neck was locked, and his body was slowly pushed up. As soon as his feet were off the ground, it was as if he was hanging. His hands were desperately grasping, and his feet were kicking desperately, trying to find an excuse. Wherever you have strength, break free from the shackles of these ghost hands.
However, the hand holding his neck looked dry, but it was extremely strong and held tightly. No matter how hard he struggled, it did not move at all.
The remaining Deng family member was so frightened that he fell to the ground.
Ignoring the pain in my butt, I rolled and crawled back.
His hands suddenly felt something strange on the ground. When he looked down, he saw a pool of blood on the ground.
In the blood, a face actually appeared, as if embedded in the carpet, and it smiled strangely at him.
As he smiled, he discovered that this face actually had no teeth, and a long tongue suddenly stuck out from the empty mouth and rolled towards his neck.
The tongue could stretch infinitely and quickly circled his neck several times, wrapping it tighter and tighter, wrapping around his neck tightly while breathing.
The man immediately felt a tightness in his neck, and soon breathing became laborious.
His face was flushed red, and his two big eyes seemed to burst out of their sockets. Both hands desperately pulled at the tongue, trying to untie it.
But it was all in vain.
Deng Rong was completely frightened by the scene in front of him.
His tongue curled up: "Teacher Yue...what...what is going on?"
The goateeed warlock's face was gloomy, and his hands in his sleeves were shaking uncontrollably. How could he not see that this was a ghost coming to visit?
As a warlock, he can not only set up Feng Shui formations, but also has some Taoist skills. I know the depth of this evil spirit.
To say that he manipulated the Feng Shui array, dealt with the evil ghosts, and even manipulated the evil ghosts, he actually had some experience. But the fierce ghost in front of him seemed a bit familiar to him no matter how he looked at it.
It actually seemed to be the fierce ghost he had manipulated to deal with Jiang Yue before.
That fierce ghost was so powerful that he, Yue, could barely use the Feng Shui Evil Formation to guide it, but he couldn't control it freely.
Could it be that the evil ghost has awakened? Find out that you are being manipulated and become angry from shame? Are you ready to come back and attack those who control it?
Once the evil ghost awakens and has independent consciousness, it will be very difficult to deal with.
Without time to think too much, the goateeed warlock tried hard to suppress his trembling hands, reached into his arms, and took out a piccolo.
This is his ancestral possession. This piccolo is extraordinary and can frighten ordinary ghosts away when paired with soul-inducing tunes.
If it is a ghost with weaker cultivation, it can even be directly controlled by him.
When Jiang Yue saw him taking out his piccolo, he sneered and suddenly kicked his toes, causing a wine glass to fly up and shoot towards the goatee warlock's forehead.
Performing magic in front of me? Is this what happens when I don't exist?
The wine glass was kicked by Jiang Yue's toe at an extremely fast speed, and hit his forehead with a bang.
The goateeed warlock screamed, a large gash had been opened on his forehead, and blood was pouring down.
The blood was first-class and stimulated the evil spirit of the ghost even more.
A black shadow rushed over, like a gust of wind, and rolled up to the goatee warlock in a blink of an eye.
The goateeed warlock was also decisive. He raised his left hand high, regardless of the blood streaming from his forehead, and a big finger on his left thumb suddenly glowed with a green light.
The blue light amplified almost instantly and turned into circles of blue halo, pouring in from the goatee warlock's head. The circles continued to overlap, and in the blink of an eye, a blue halo formed around him, covering him so that water could not penetrate.
Just as the ghostly figure was about to pounce, it was hit by the cyan circle of light and seemed to be caught in a millstone. The black shadow quickly spun in circles following the circle of light.
No matter how fast the ghost image spins in circles, it can never invade the aperture at all.
After several rounds of this, the ghost screamed, broke away from the green aperture, and suddenly turned into a black smoke, which turned towards Deng Rong's head.
Deng Rong knew something was going to happen, so he desperately wanted to get under the table.
However, with the speed of this ghost, how could he, an old man, have a chance to react. Not to mention that he didn't have time, even if he had time to hide under the table, it would be in vain.
The black smoke hit Deng Rong head-on, turning into black smoke and pouring into Deng Rong's seven holes.
Almost in a breath, the black smoke was completely poured into Deng Rong's body.
Deng Rong's pupils shrank sharply and he shouted in horror: "Mr. Yue, save me!"
It was too late for Mr. Yue to save himself at this moment, so he couldn't care less about Deng Rong's life or death. Ignoring Deng Rong's call, the goateeed warlock, protected by green light, suddenly hit the wall and tried to break out.
The force of his desperate collision was really destructive, and a big hole was immediately knocked out of the wall by him. But when his figure had just passed halfway through, his left foot was suddenly pulled by a force before he could step out. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.
"come in!"
Jiang Yue shouted low and pulled hard with his arms, immediately dragging the goateeed warlock back.
The goatee warlock's body hit the table hard, causing a table full of drinks and dishes to fly everywhere, with plates and dishes flying everywhere.
Jiang Yue took advantage of the situation and dragged the other person off the table again. One foot stepped on the opponent's left wrist. With a slight exertion of force under his feet, a crisp sound of fracture was heard from the other party's wrist, the five fingers immediately straightened, and a scream was heard at the same time.
Jiang Yue flicked off the wrench.
As soon as the ring finger left the goatee warlock's finger, the cyan halo package slowly retracted, peeling off his body in circles, and kept attaching itself to the ring finger.
In an instant, the cyan halo disappeared completely.
This ring finger is obviously a defensive magic weapon, used to defend against the invasion of ghosts. It is like an evil talisman that has special effects on defending against monsters.
But Jiang Yue's attack just now was not a ghost attack or a magic attack, but a pure physical attack.
Many Feng Shui magicians are not physically strong, and they never feel the need to fight physically.
It was precisely because of this that when the goateeed warlock encountered the physically powerful Jiang Yue, he had almost no resistance and was completely tortured by Jiang Yue.
The level of ease is like a strong adult beating a child who is not yet one month old. It is completely effortless.
Mr. Yue was trampled under Jiang Yue's feet. Knowing that his life was hanging by a thread, he quickly begged for mercy: "Friend, I give up, I give up! Show mercy, the finger is yours, the money is yours, I will give you whatever you want, just ask Raise your hand and let me go."
It's hard to tell that this guy is actually very flexible.
But at this point, how could Jiang Yue show mercy? The other party used the Feng Shui Evil Formation to deal with a person who had no grievances or enmities against him. This had seriously exceeded Jiang Yue's bottom line.
If you can show mercy, how can there be any grudges or grudges in the world?
The goateeed warlock could read indifference and murderous intent in Jiang Yue's eyes. He knew that life and death were on this thin line.
He couldn't help pleading: "Friend, we have no grievances. I have declared early on that I will not participate in the internal strife in your family. For the sake of comrades, please spare my life. Whatever you want, just ask. I have been very careful these years." If you have savings, whatever you want, as long as I have it, I’ll give it to you!”
"I just want justice."
"Is it fair? Sure, can't the Deng family treat you? Leave it to me, and I can wipe out the whole Deng family for you!" In order to survive, the goatee warlock also fought hard.
This sentence made Jiang Yue's heart move.
Although Jiang Yue was not afraid of enmity with the Deng family, he was still a bit isolated after all. He always comes forward to confront the Deng family, which is obviously a bit too conspicuous.
If there really is such a person who can do it for me, it would be a good choice.
The goateeed warlock obviously caught the hint of heartbeat in Jiang Yue's eyes.
He said quickly: "Friend, I keep my word. As long as you let me go, I will do my best to help you kill the Deng family members!"
"Haha, I like to hear about the people who killed the Deng family. But you are not honest. I can't trust you. If I let you go today, you will be like a loach later."
"I...I can accept the certificate of submission." Goatbeard Warlock said quickly.
"Okay, you kill that kid first."
Jiang Yue pointed at Deng Kai who was lying on the ground. The boy was kicked away by Jiang Yue and fell to the side. He had been making no movement. In fact, he was pretending to be dead and was sneakily moving to the outside step by step. He originally planned to take advantage of the chaos and sneak out.
Who would have thought that Jiang Yue was actually watching his every move all the time.
Seeing Jiang Yue pointing his finger at him, Deng Kai was frightened to death on the spot.
The other two children of the Deng family were entangled by the ghost's methods at this moment. They were basically close to death and it was impossible to rush to his rescue.
But Deng Rong was caught in the black smoke and now he has no time to take care of himself. To say the least, even if Deng Rong was unscathed, he, as an old man, would definitely not be able to support Deng Kai.
Deng Kai screamed in despair, regardless of how many bones in his body were broken, he leaned against the wall, crazily crawled out of the door, and at the same time beat the door panel with both hands, calling for help from the outside world.
Jiang Yue looked coldly at his ugly state of struggling, and said with a faint smile: "If you keep beating, you will win if you can call someone."
That ghost is a C-level ghost. It controls the ghost realm and sealing off such a small private room is a piece of cake.
Let alone banging on the door panel, even if the door is open, the outside world cannot see or hear what is happening inside.
The isolation of the ghost realm is actually equivalent to a ghost wall in disguise. It is an independent area that completely isolates this space from the outside world.
If the realm of evil ghosts was so easy to be penetrated by others, ordinary people would not change their minds when talking about ghosts breaking the wall.
After Jiang Yue's feet were released, Mr. Yue climbed up carefully. He touched his waist and pulled out a silver knife, about seven or eight inches long, wrapped in a scabbard.
The knife was unsheathed, shining brightly, and pointed directly at Deng Kai's throat.
"Master Deng, you brought this upon yourself, don't blame me."
Deng Kai was leaning against the wall, unable to retreat, his hands firmly pressed against the goatee warlock's knife, and he shouted in horror: "Mr. Yue, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive."
"I can't help but be impulsive. Either you die or I die. Someone has to die, why not die first!"
The goatee warlock's eyes flashed fiercely, and he slashed Deng Kai's neck with his knife. A line of desperate blood appeared on Deng Kai's neck, and in the blink of an eye, blood spurted out.
Deng Kai's eyes were full of fear and despair, and he desperately covered his neck with his hands, trying to stop the blood from spurting out.
However, no matter how hard he tried, it was in vain. Blood soon stained his hands red.
boom!
When Deng Kai fell, his eyes almost burst out of their sockets, and he died in despair.
Jiang Yue suddenly made a gesture, and a cloud of black smoke suddenly came out of Deng Rong's mouth. Deng Rong, whose whole body was like chaff, suddenly seemed to have a huge burden lifted off him, regained a little vitality, and gasped for air.
Even though he knew that his current situation was a life-or-death situation, he still couldn't stop his greed for fresh air and breathed heavily.
"You continue." Seeing Mr. Yue's cooperation, Jiang Yue simply didn't want to bother the ghost anymore and let Mr. Yue do the work for him.
Jiang Yue took the time to pick up the cell phone of a member of the Deng family, turned it on with his fingerprint, and turned on the video recording function.
Having already killed one Deng Kai, Mr. Yue is now even more difficult to get off.
Killing several people is still killing, and killing one person is still killing.
Now that I have killed one, I feel less pressure to kill others.
Deng Rong saw the goatee warlock walking towards him step by step, the silver knife in his hand still dripping with Deng Kai's blood. Even though he had been through countless storms and waves in his life, and at the moment of his death, he was still terrified.
"Deng Heng! You won't even let me, my uncle, go. You, a rebellious son, aren't you afraid of thunder from the sky?"
He knew that begging for mercy was useless, so he simply started to curse.
Mr. Yue's face was expressionless, as if he was killing a chicken. He swiped the silver knife on Deng Rong's neck and knocked out another one.
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