We have already entered the interstellar age, and there is still such a thing as Feng Shui?
Facing Chu Jungui's question, Mi Zaitu answered seriously: "If you believe it, you have it; if you don't believe it, you don't have it."
Chu Jungui's first reaction was that this was a typical answer from a liar and a charlatan. You couldn't fault him anyway. It's just that Mi Zaitu doesn't look like an uneducated person, so it's a bit strange to give this answer.
"Do you believe it?" Chu Jungui asked.
"I didn't believe it at first, but now I believe it."
"Why?"
"There are many things to prove it. After I changed my name, the Hetao Gym went from bad to worse, and there were several accidents in a row. If the family didn't still have savings, it would have collapsed a long time ago."
Chu Jungui shook his head, "You are typical of using sample cases to replace the whole. This conclusion is simply untenable."
"I still have this bit of common sense. I have carefully observed and done statistics. It is true that after I changed my name, it was the turning point. Of course, besides this, many things happened, but they are all relatively minor, so I won't go into details."
Chu Jungui was not interested in asking. In his opinion, this was still a typical generalization, and there was no need to discuss this kind of issue. If you want to discuss it, don’t you have a metaphysical component? After all, he is better than Mi Zaitu, right?
Wait, metaphysics?
Chu Jungui almost forgot that there was such a component. This component was originally formed on a whim by combining all the occult knowledge that could be collected. In a nutshell, when you need to be confused, just look for it. It can always give you an answer. As for how the answer comes, even it itself doesn't know.
The metaphysics component’s comment on this is that it just comes from someone who doesn’t know how it came about. This is called divine inspiration.
However, it is strange that Dr. Zero can tolerate the existence of this component without interfering with it. Chu Jungui again thought of the martial arts passed down from generation to generation in some big families in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Logically speaking, this kind of thing shouldn't exist, but it does exist, and it does work.
This is interesting.
The more Chu Jungui thought about it, the more confused he became. Even when he reached his destination, he couldn't figure out why. He simply threw the question into the recycle bin. Test subjects are for fighting, not for research.
The speed car stopped on the side of the road. Chu Jungui looked at an inconspicuous small building on the other side of the road and said, "We're here."
"Are we looking for someone?" Mi Zaitu asked.
"Well, the client who gave you the task is inside."
Mi Zaitu was shocked: "You found him so quickly?"
"It's not difficult." Chu Jun Guiyun boasted calmly.
"What are we going to do?"
"Go in and arrest people."
Mi Zaitu looked out of the car window and frowned: "It seems there are guards, one on the corner, two behind the window, and one inside the door. They all have guns."
Chu Jungui turned off the engine and said calmly: "There are 16 in total, and there are three more each in the neighbors on the left and right and in the building behind."
"How did you tell?"
"Guess." Chu Jun Guixin said nonsense.
Of course Mi Zaitu didn't believe it and asked, "How can we arrest people with so many guards? Where are your helpers?"
"Go in through the gate and arrest people, no help is needed."
When Mi Zai was startled on the way, Chu Jungui had already got out of the car and walked towards the small building. He really went to the gate, openly and honestly.
There was a young man in leather clothes standing at the door. He was staring at them. When he saw Chu Jungui walking straight towards him without any hesitation, he immediately blocked the way and shouted: "Stop, what are you doing?"
Before he finished speaking, Ichika was in front of him. Chu Jungui had appeared in front of him and punched him directly in the abdomen!
The young man in leather clothes widened his eyes and slowly fell down.
The two guards in the courtyard saw that something was wrong and immediately drew their guns. However, as soon as they grasped the handles of the guns, they saw that Chu Jungui's gun was already pointed at them. With two soft sounds, the two guards were shot in the middle of their eyebrows and fell to the sky.
Mi Zaitu was shocked and subconsciously covered his mouth. But there was no blood on the faces of the two guards who fell to the ground. Mi Zaiyu calmed down and looked again, only to see clearly that the guards had a dark round cake on their foreheads. Mi Zaitu had some knowledge and knew that this was a special stun bomb and was not fatal.
After such a delay, Chu Jungui had already entered the building. Mi Zaiyu discovered that the two guards who were behind the window had disappeared at some point.
She was anxious and rushed into the small building followed by Chu Jungui. When she entered the building, she suddenly regretted it. This matter made it clear that the water was deep and beyond her control. But after entering, she looked up and saw Chu Jungui waiting for her at the turn of the stairs going upstairs. Mi Zaitu could only bite the bullet and follow him.
Chu Jungui climbed the stairs without haste until he stood in front of the door on the third floor. He didn't make any preparations and just opened the door.
Behind the door was a conference room. Two people were sitting on the sofa, holding cigars in their mouths, with their guns pointed at the door.
One of them moved the cigar in his mouth from the left to the right, and sneered: "You can actually find it here, and you..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly leaned back, and a dark round cake appeared between his eyebrows.
The person on the other side was also unconscious.
"Two slow guys talk a lot of nonsense." Chu Jun said calmly.
Mi Zaitu's face was expressionless, and she didn't even see clearly how Jun Gui fired. It was only then that she finally understood Chu Jungui's true strength.
Chu Jungui pointed to the person on his right and said, "Help me carry him."
"Carry it to where?"
Chu Jungui took out a pair of gloves from somewhere and put them on, and calmly said: "Next door, I want to perform a small operation on him."
A moment later, the client suddenly yelled and instinctively tried to jump up, but was held down firmly by a pair of hands. He regained his consciousness, opened his eyes and saw Mi on the way, and was startled: "Why is it you?!"
Mi Zaitu couldn't laugh or cry, and shook his head hastily, "It's not me!"
The client looked to the left and right, and just as he was about to confirm his condition, there was a sudden sharp pain in his body, followed by another scream. But Mi Zaiyu pressed him firmly, preventing him from moving.
By normal people's standards, Mi Zaitu's fighting skills are actually quite high. When the fighting level reaches a certain level, the strength must be good. Mi Zaitu's power is simply beyond what the client can contend with.
Just then, another voice came: "Be patient."
The client yelled again, and he struggled to raise his head, only to see Chu Jungui. Chu Jungui held a knife in one hand and a pair of chopsticks in the other hand, and was picking something the size of a millet grain out of his chest and abdomen.
Chu Jungui moved the table knife in his hand to another place, tapped the client's belly, and said: "Take out the chips here, there are only 12 left to take out. Just be patient."
Seeing the table knife fall from Chu Jungui's hand, the client couldn't help but screamed in horror.
