The fortune-telling is so accurate that it has attracted the attention of all the police chiefs in H

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Thanks to the participation of many gangsters, Ye Zhiyu earned the ten thousand yuan very smoothly.

She was very satisfied, and the gangsters were also very satisfied, except Yun Daozi who was not satisfied.

He accused, "She cheated!"

"Does your program require that only strangers can tell fortunes?" The gangsters argued. "Besides, she doesn't even know us, how can that be cheating?"

"Are you trying to be jealous?"

"I didn't expect that people in their forties would have eyes as narrow as a needle's eye."

The middle school boys may not be good at other things, but they are good at talking.

Yun Daozi, who had already read the fortune for the client, was not afraid of scaring the client. He stood up, walked in front of Ye Zhiyu, pointed at her nose and said angrily: "I want to fight you!"

As the word "fighting" came to light, gusts of wind rose from around Ye Zhiyu. Then, the wind grew stronger and stronger, making it impossible for the people around him to open their eyes.

"Sure." Ye Zhiyu was as steady as a rock in the whirlwind.

Yun Daozi snorted coldly, "What a trifle!"

He stamped his feet slightly, and the wind gradually became weaker, finally turning into a breeze.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but fall on Yun Daozi, and they exclaimed in surprise, marveling at the magic of the two people's "battle" and Yun Daozi's skills.

Just when everyone wanted to praise Yun Daozi, Yun Daozi was knocked back several steps by a huge force, and then he spat out a large mouthful of blood with a "wow".

The incident happened so suddenly that no one could react.

Yun Daozi covered his chest and looked at Ye Zhiyu with a fierce expression, then subconsciously looked at Bai Songzi beside him.

His action made Ye Zhiyu frown slightly.

She glanced at Bai Songzi out of the corner of her eye inconspicuously.

She said, how come the person who had just been defeated suddenly had the courage to go against her? It turned out that he had someone powerful enough to cling to him.

While Ye Zhiyu was distracted, Yun Daozi waved away the person who was supporting him, took out a piece of talisman paper from his arms, pinched it between his index and middle fingers, and quickly made a seal.

"The red sky fire cloud, the mighty one shakes the heaven and earth. It absorbs the evil spirit from above and cuts off the evil spirit from below. The lightning flashes and the wind blows without stopping. It has transformed into the true one and is paying homage to the emperor. Hurry up and obey the command!"

The flying lightning talisman flowed out of his mouth, and in the clear sky, flying lightning appeared and disappeared in the air like a dragon.

The opponent's power suddenly increased so much that Ye Zhiyu's eyes became even colder.

It seems that Bai Songzi is indeed inseparable from the cases in this period.

I just don't know if he is the 'person in charge' in Hong Kong or the person behind the entire group.

However, according to Ye Zhiyu's experience of watching countless TV dramas, white pine nuts should be an appetizer.

But! Even if he was just an appetizer, she had to find him out!

Ye Zhiyu and Yun Daozi confronted each other face to face.

Ah Cheng hid in the crowd and gave instructions to the camera teachers, signaling to them that with such a big scene happening on the first day of recording, one could imagine how high the ratings would be after the show was broadcast!

"Die!" Yun Daozi twisted his face and pushed the talisman in his hand towards Ye Zhiyu.

Ye Zhiyu took out a stone from his pocket and hit the talisman paper.

The talisman paper immediately broke into two pieces, and the flying lightning dragon in the air disappeared without a trace.

The stone hit Yun Daozi's forehead accurately, worsening his internal injuries.

"Cherish your time of freedom now, because soon you will have to sing Tears Behind Bars." Ye Zhiyu stood opposite him and sneered at him.

Seriously injured, Yun Daozi began to become reckless.

"Do you have the final say?"

Just after Yun Daozi's voice fell, Zhou Jingsheng led his men to the space between Ye Zhiyu and Yun Daozi, and showed his ID to the people around him, "Hello, police!"

The noisy sound disappeared instantly.

The trumpet girl just now said that Yun Daozi would sing Tears Behind Bars, right?

Everyone looked at each other.

Then, Zhou Jingsheng put the silver bracelet on Yun Daozi and said, "Tao Jiasheng, come with us."

Tao Jiasheng is Yun Daozi's secular name.

"Let me go, I haven't broken any law, let me go!"

As Yun Daozi was being taken away, the audience was stunned.

what?

Did he really enter Taoism after committing a crime?

Does Taoism accept everyone now?

Such a scum can enter the Taoist sect?

The police came quickly and left quickly. After they left, everyone looked at each other belatedly.

Then, the person who had Yun Daozi look at his horoscope started making trouble with the program crew.

The director, who was beaten black and blue, had to step forward to resolve these issues. His limping appearance made Ye Zhiyu look at him curiously.

The director's eyes met Ye Zhiyu's in mid-air, and he turned his head away immediately.

It seems that he is angry with Ye Zhiyu.

Ye Zhiyu: “?”

What does it have to do with her if he gets beaten?

Just as he was thinking this, Ye Zhiyu saw Yu Zhiqin walking out from behind the director, adjusting his clothes as he walked.

Ye Zhiyu: “…” Could it be that this guy was responsible for the director’s injury?

what?

Is he sick?

A strange feeling emerged in Ye Zhiyu's heart, and two unbelievable thoughts emerged in her mind: He didn't hit the director because of her, did he?

"Master Ye..."

When Ye Zhiyu was staring at Yu Zhiqin, she heard someone calling her.

Therefore, Ye Zhiyu diverted his attention and did not notice that Yu Zhiqin stiffened his body and walked with his limp the next second.

It was not until he heard Ye Zhiyu talking to someone else that he relaxed a bit and his walking posture returned to normal.

Yu Zhiqin stood in the crowd, looking at Ye Zhiyu who was talking to the host Acheng, with the corners of his lips slightly raised.

There was a hint of reluctance in his eyes.

"Boss, you called me?" A boy appeared beside Yu Zhiqin.

Yu Zhiqin retracted his gaze and said to the boy beside him: "I'm going out recently and I don't know when I'll be back. Please keep this key. If I'm not back in three months, you should give the key to... Ye Zhiyu."

The boy didn't quite understand the tone of Yu Zhiqin's instructions for his funeral.

He looked at the key in his hand blankly, "Boss, why don't you give it to her yourself?"

"If you give it now, there will be problems." Yu Zhiqin left with an ambiguous remark, and then the roar of a second-hand motorcycle was heard, leaving everyone with a graceful departure figure.

When Ye Zhiyu heard the roar of the motorcycle, his brows furrowed.

She turned her head and saw Yu Zhiqin's departing back.

Watching his leaving back, Ye Zhiyu felt a strange feeling in his heart. He always felt that the other party would be in danger of death this time.

But what does it have to do with her whether the other party lives or dies?

They were just casual acquaintances.

Ye Zhiyu touched his chest which was feeling a little stuffy, feeling the feeling inside, and his brows furrowed even more tightly.

This is not how she feels. She won't feel sorry for someone she hasn't had much contact with.

Is this how the original owner felt?

She hasn't left yet?