Burning Incense In Prison: Mistaken For A Fortune Teller

When Hu Xiaokang heard the word poison, he woke up and said in a panic: "Mr. Zhao, Chef Wu is on duty tonight. I will lead someone to kill him now!"

Thanks to Mr. Zhao's wisdom and wisdom, he realized that wontons were poisonous. If something happened to him if he accidentally ate them, he would have to walk around without being able to eat them!

"I'll go with you."

Zhao Yi got up and followed him to the kitchen.

Before leaving, he told the two kittens to be alert to their surroundings and never let strangers in.

On the way, Hu Xiaokang notified Li Botao, and with a dozen prison guards armed with live ammunition, they surrounded the kitchen.

A group of people rushed into the kitchen and found Chef Wu lying on the floor with black blood oozing from his lips. He had obviously committed suicide by taking poison.

He must have just died, the body was still very warm.

"It's like knowing that I can tell fortunes, realizing that I will be exposed, and preventing the leakage of information about the person behind the scenes, so I committed suicide in one step."

Zhao Yi only took one look and made a decision in his heart.

Li Botao's chest was heaving violently, like a volcano about to erupt. Compared with the last time he sent people inside, this time he was doing it with a face, which made him, the warden, lose face!

And the target is Mr. Zhao, which is the most unbearable.

Chef Wu was just selected last week. He has twenty years of relevant experience. Li Botao checked the previous three generations and only transferred him after confirming that there was no problem. How could such an accident still happen?

"Mr. Zhao... This time it was my dereliction of duty... Please give me a chance... I will definitely give you an explanation!"

Li Botao looked at Zhao Yi, who had not said a word, and felt a sense of fear for no reason, as if a demon was about to wake up from its slumber.

"It doesn't have to be that troublesome."

Zhao Yi stared at the body that fell to the ground, his eyes became dark. The dozens of lights in the kitchen flickered on and off, and the moonlight outside became extremely bleak. Through the half-closed curtains, there were mottled His shadow was reflected on the wall, like a picture of a ghost crawling out of hell.

The prison guards only felt depressed and strange. The cold air rose from the soles of their feet to their foreheads. They subconsciously felt a boundless fear, as if something indescribable was quietly approaching!

A vague and dark figure emerged from the soles of the hero's feet, and the whole room suddenly fell into deathly silence!

The prison guard's face was full of fear, and he covered his mouth desperately for fear of attracting the attention of the shadow.

They have always heard that Mr. Zhao is very mysterious. If they are lucky enough to see him today, they may leave a psychological shadow.

Only Hu Xiaokang and Li Botao showed respect and glanced at the prison guard who was about to pee his pants with disgust. That was the immortal family that Mr. Zhao worshiped. It was definitely a blessing to witness it with his own eyes!

The black shadow quickly condensed into reality. It was nearly three meters tall, wearing tattered armor, with an extremely ferocious horse face, and its eyes shone with a deep light.

After Zhao Yi's continuous improvement, the horse-faced Rakshasa became more and more majestic, giving ordinary people nightmares just by looking at it.

"superior."

Zhao Yi said to Chef Wu's body. Ma Mian was ordered to come to the front and recite an ancient spell.

You have to create a personality for the people in front of you. If the people present reveal it and summon the Xian family casually, it will appear that there are too many loopholes.

Then a scene happened that subverted the views of everyone present.

They saw a soul that was so dim that it was almost transparent, but exactly the same as Chef Wu, being pulled out of Chef Wu's body.

Chef Wu's soul was obviously frightened, his throat was surging up and down, and he was making a permeating gurgling sound, which made people shudder.

Horse Face comes from the depths of the underworld and is responsible for guiding the spirits of the dead.

The soul of a person who has just died has not completely dissipated. It can also be pulled out and his past can be viewed using the Book of Life and Death.

"It's you, I'm so tired of living."

Zhao Yi's voice was cold. Ma Mian got the signal and opened his mouth to suck Chef Wu's soul into his mouth. He chewed it for a while before swallowing it to satisfaction.

Then it quickly dissipated, as if it never appeared.

"Mr. Zhao...how is it?"

Li Botao heard Zhao Yi say that the immortal family he worshiped was related to the underworld, but after he recognized the horse face with his own eyes, he was still greatly shocked and stammered to ask what was going on.

"Yuncheng Zhang Yingtian did a great job."

Zhao Yi spit out this name, one of Tiger Lord's four confidants, and his sins were more serious than Liu Laowai.

The boss of Ping An Charity Company has three or four private welfare homes under his name, and has taken in countless orphans. However, it has been revealed many times that he has used the name of charity to make money, and the orphans he has taken in often disappear out of thin air.

Only a few people know about it, and some are supplied to Myanmar. Those with good quality are specially cultivated and sold all over the world.

A devil in human skin, a scum without conscience!

The police raided Lin Hefeiyu's properties more than once, but failed to find any substantial evidence and could only watch as he walked free.

"Mr. Zhao, don't worry!"

Li Botao slapped his chest vigorously and said loudly and passionately: "I have some connections in Yuncheng. I'm going to do a big cleanup of Zhang Yingtian's property tomorrow. I won't believe it. I can't find anything fishy. At least I have to do it." Sentence him to ten or two years!”

Zhao Yi did not nod, his eyes became colder.

"The justice that the law cannot provide, I, Zhao, will give it to them, and the gate of the underworld will be opened for them."

The horse-faced Rakshasa appeared from beneath his feet again, with a cruel murderous intention on his lips. He passed through the thick wall of the back kitchen and gradually disappeared into the dark night accompanied by the howling wind and strange howling.

"I'm tired, go back to the room."

Zhao Yi left the kitchen in low spirits.

Li Botao then closed the door and looked at the prison guard who had not yet come to his senses. His eyes were cold and sharp: "I hope you can just pretend that tonight's incident never happened. If it spreads to the ears of outsiders again, I won't say more about the consequences." ”

The prison guards repeatedly promised that they would be so frightened by Zhao Yi that they would have nightmares when they slept at night, so how could they dare to reveal it?

Looking at the prison guard's reaction, Li Botao nodded with satisfaction: "You have all worked hard tonight. You transfer 100,000 yuan every day and take a week's paid leave. You can go wherever you want to play. Think of it as a way to adjust your mentality."

The prison guards were in a happy mood, which diluted a lot of the fear that shrouded their hearts.

Zhao Yi returned to the room, sat on a chair and looked at the scenery.

It's getting darker and higher tonight, and it's killer weather.

Many people will die, and Yuncheng will be shaken.

Can...

What does it have to do with Zhao Yi? He is just in prison now, a prisoner sentenced to death.

The two cats seemed to understand what was happening, and kept circling around him, meowing urgently.

"oh?"

Zhao Yi became interested and stared at the two of them: "You also want to share my worries, do you want to follow Ma Mian and deal with the bad guys who poisoned me?"

The two kittens nodded in unison, their eyes very solemn!