Thriller Night Talk

"Help! Help!"

Under the blessing of a strong desire to survive, Dai Boqian broke out with a speed of sprinting [-] meters, and rushed towards Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan stumbled.

"Someone is chasing me! Someone is chasing me!"

While shouting, he subconsciously chose Wei Fuyuan, who was taller and taller. He didn't care about manners or manners at all. He reached out and grabbed Master Wei's sleeve, and pointed towards the corridor where he came:

"There! Right there!!"

Facts have proved that the monster that chased Dai Boqian all the way just now was not his illusion.

In just two seconds, the monster with limbs like dead bark had crawled up in front of the three of them. Its strangely long hind legs kicked the ground, jumped up into the air, and jumped three meters high, directly reaching the ceiling. On the ground, another rebounded with strength, and rushed towards the three of them.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Dai Boqian was going crazy with fright.

He didn't know what he was doing at all, he just instinctively hugged Wei Fuyuan's arm tightly, and subconsciously wanted to drag him to run together.

But Wei Fuyuan didn't move.

And Beiquan smiled slightly.

He quickly put his hand into his bosom, as if he had grabbed something, and then swung his hand at the flying monster.

A handful of powder flew out from his palm, hitting the terrifying face with a bloody mouth.

"Gah Ya Ya Ya!"

The monster let out a high-pitched scream.

At the same time, Dai Boqian saw a puff of smoke rise from its face, as if some kind of strong corrosive chemical was thrown on its face.

The monster twisted its waist in mid-air, covered its face with one hand, propped its other hand and two legs on the ground, and turned around as if it was about to run away.

Beiquan came to "save the beauty as a hero", so of course it was impossible for him to escape in front of the target.

So he did a full set of plays and threw out another thing.

The thing was glowing with golden light, like a dart, flying straight towards the back of the monster.

The golden light hits the target.

This time, the monster fell to the ground, as if in extreme pain, its four long limbs intertwined and twisted, encircling itself tightly, and while struggling, every inch was reduced to ashes.

Dai Boqian was dumbfounded.

In the next second, he came back to his senses and found himself sitting down on the floor of the KTV corridor at some point. There was a screen hanging five meters away. A group of beautiful sisters were singing "burn your calories" and the singing was out of tune. It flowed from the open box door, and people were coming and going in the corridor, and someone had already noticed the abnormality on their side.

"Guest, are you okay?"

A waiter in a black vest walked towards them.

"fine."

Beiquan smiled, stretched out his hand to Dai Baiqian who was still sitting on the ground, and explained to the waiter with a smile:

"My friend drank a little too much and slipped."

Only then did Dai Boqian come back to his senses.

"Oh... oh, um..."

While agreeing vaguely, he held Beiquan's hand and stood up with strength.

The waiter scanned the three of them suspiciously and probingly, and after confirming that there seemed to be nothing unusual, he bowed, turned and walked away.

"Here……"

Dai Boqian's usually flexible brain was like a pot of boiling porridge, and he didn't listen to him at all.

But his intuition told him that these two were not only his saviors, but perhaps his only hope, so he grabbed Beiquan's sleeves.

"Sir, no, no, no, master!"

Dai Boqian said incoherently:

"Can this delay the two of you a little bit? Just, that thing just now, I..."

"Don't worry."

Bei Quan smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "It's not convenient to talk here."

He smiled slightly:

"How about we chat in another place?"

Dai Boqian nodded hastily.

As if afraid that these two life-saving straws would run away, lawyer Dai didn't even return to the box.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to a colleague he had a good relationship with, saying that he was not feeling well, so he went home first, and asked the other party to help him take his bag—anyway, his house has a fingerprint lock, and his mobile phone is also on him. Nothing important either.

Beiquan, Wei Fuyuan and Dai Boqian left KTV.

The three of them did not go far, but turned around the large commercial center where the KTV was located, found a coffee shop across the street, and sat down in an open-air booth.

Wei Fuyuan went into the shop and bought three cups of coffee.

When he came out with the tray, he just heard Dai Boqian ask Beiquan:

"Mind if I smoke a cigarette?"

Beiquan smiled and made a "please" gesture, signaling him to go at his own pace.

Dai Boqian took out the cigarette case, shook out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. When he lit the cigarette, because his hands were shaking all the time, he worked hard until the fourth time to successfully light the cigarette.

He took a deep breath.

"call!"

Dai Boqian exhaled a puff of white smoke.

With the help of nicotine, he finally seemed to calm down a bit.

"My surname is Dai, a cypress from a cypress tree, a black one on the left and a modern one on the right, and a lawyer from Qianshou, Guizhou."

Dai Boqian smiled apologetically, "Sorry, I didn't bring a bag, so I couldn't give you your business cards."

Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan naturally knew his identity, but at this time they all showed excellent acting skills, pretending to listen to him seriously.

"Hello, Lawyer Dai."

Beiquan opened the business card holder, took out one of his hundreds of business cards of various colors, and handed it to Dai Baiqian.

Dai Baiqian took the business card and saw that the title written on it was "Senior Researcher of Fengxing City Metaphysics Research Association".

Of course he had never heard of such an institution.

However, he had just seen Beiquan's methods with his own eyes, so he was naturally convinced and trusted him.

"May I ask, are you a Taoist priest or an Onmyoji?"

Dai Boqian asked.

Beiquan smiled and shook his head:

"It's just a little research on these."

Beiquan said it very modestly, but Dai Baiqian had automatically made up the other party's mind as some unborn hermit expert.

He put out the cigarette he had only smoked twice, sat up straight, with a solemn expression and sincere eyes:

"Mr. Beiquan, may I ask, just now..."

He paused:

"That's it, what is the thing chasing me?"

It was his question that Bei Quan was waiting for.

"Speaking of this."

Beiquan smiled slightly at Dai Boqian:

"Have you offended anyone recently?"

"what?"

Dai Boqian looked surprised:

"I……"

He blinked:

"Why do you ask that?"

"Because the thing that attacked you is a type of head-down technique."

Beiquan explained:

"It comes from a certain country in Southeast Asia. The head-down master can manipulate it to attack a certain target, and keep dying until the opponent is killed or the spell is broken."

"People killed by this head-down technique, in the eyes of others, died of heart attacks or other emergencies, and no one would doubt that this was deliberate murder."

As he spoke, he stretched his body into his bosom, found something, and then spread his hands in front of Dai Boqian.

Lawyer Dai saw an ancient coin with a red thread lying in his hand, and a small yellow talisman tied at the end of the red thread.

"I just used this kind of ancient coins to break up that thing."

Dai Boqian quickly grasped the key point:

"You mean, it has been wiped out by you?"

Beiquan nodded.

Dai Boqian breathed a sigh of relief.

"However, this does not mean that the matter is over."

Beiquan continued to scare him:

"Because the production method of the head-bending technique is very complicated, and an inadvertent caster will be backlashed, so it is very difficult to find a head-bending master who is willing to use this kind of spell to kill people, even in Southeast Asia. Not to mention asking them to go out of the mountain once and travel thousands of miles to Fengxing City."

He paused, seeing Dai Boqian's face gradually turn pale, and lowered his voice.

"Mr. Dai, think about it carefully. Who exactly have you offended? It's worth the other party's wrath to kill you at any cost."

Dai Boqian swallowed hard, and unconsciously touched his shirt pocket, as if he wanted to smoke again.

"I……"

His lips quivered.

"But...but I'm just a civil lawyer, and I've only taken trivial cases lately... How, how could someone hate a lawyer so much because of a dispute of 30 to [-]——"

His voice came to an abrupt end.

Because Dai Boqian thought of another reason.

He is now the heir to a large inheritance, a billion dollars.

If he fails to show up in a certain estate in Citigroup on time after four days, then he will lose the right to inherit the billion dollars.

As a lawyer, Dai Boqian naturally knew what to do with the money.

It will be divided into thirds equally among the other three heirs.

——Then, what if he was not the only one who was attacked?

The more Dai Boqian thought about it, the more frightened he became.

Yes, if it was one of his former brothers who hired a head-down master from Southeast Asia in order to monopolize the inheritance, and tried to use the monster just now to kill all the other heirs...

—It's too possible!

Although he didn't want to believe it, his reason told Dai Boqian that it was too possible.

"I……"

His whole body was trembling, and he pulled out the tablecloth with both hands, dripping with cold sweat.

"I never wanted to go back!"

Dai Boqian murmured in a low voice, "I didn't want that money in the first place!"

Yes, just now, he had sent back a short message to his adoptive mother, telling him that he would go home for dinner on Sunday.

Although one billion US dollars is indeed very attractive, Dai Baiqian's sixth sense tells him that if he sets foot on the land of Citigroup again for this money, the only ending waiting for him is "death".

He didn't know what would happen, and he didn't know what would happen to him, but the only thing that was certain was that he knew he would die.

A gentleman certainly loves money.

But money is earned and spent!

Dai Boqian has experienced enough deaths since childhood.

He now has adoptive parents who treat him as his own, and he is successful in his studies and has a stable job. He has finally become a winner in life with an unlimited future and a promising future. life.

"help me!"

He let go of the tablecloth, grabbed Beiquan's hand, and begged in a voice almost crying:

"Mr. Beiquan, it doesn't matter how much money you have, please save me!"

The author has something to say: Beiquan: Look, this is the bait~^^