Burning Incense In Prison: Mistaken For A Fortune Teller

Zhao Yi knew that it was almost the end of the month, and Mr. Hu was already in ruins.

To solve all the problems in Cloud City before the special envoy wearing a white mask comes, he will definitely not rely solely on the bounty on the dark web, but no matter what method he uses, he is confident enough to crush it!

Feng Yue used Zhao Yi's method and asked the magician to record a video and sent it to a group chat of more than fifty people. As expected, it caused an uproar!

In the video, the magician was seriously injured and almost dying, but his credibility is much stronger than Artest!

Artest only injured one arm, but Magic almost lost his life!

Everyone in the group knew how strong the magician was, and there was a shadow in their eyes.

Originally, I just wanted to come to Yuncheng to get a piece of the pie, and I still had at least 100,000 yuan for travel expenses. If it didn't work out, I would just treat it as a tourist. Now that I know that I have become prey, I can't calm down instantly.

A master who had severely damaged a magician in a very short period of time, if they were to fight against each other, there would be no chance of them surviving.

Then the hypnotized killers appeared, and they chatted privately with the remaining killers who were not hypnotized, asking if they needed to cooperate with each other to increase the probability of survival.

They made an announcement in the city and revealed their true identity in a very candid tone.

really.

There was an immediate response, and several killers were willing to cooperate and gave their approximate locations.

Feng Yue informed Zhao Yi, and the two went together.

Zhao Yi increased the scope of the book of life and death, determined the specific location of the killer, and then asked Feng Yue to hypnotize him. After success, he asked him to send messages to the group to confuse those who were still watching.

Of course.

Not all of Feng Yue's hypnosis worked.

Occasionally, the killer struggled to break free, and then was blown into an ice sculpture by Zhao Yi, who was waiting outside.

In less than two days, all the killers in the group chat were hypnotized, creating a harmonious atmosphere. The group name was also changed to: Help each other and make a fortune together!

It attracted many people who had not yet joined the group. When they came in, they were chatted with in a friendly private manner. After asking for the specific location, hypnosis services were delivered to their doorstep.

"Grandmaster!"

Feng Yue said excitedly: "Our army of hypnotic killers has exceeded seventy people!"

I hypnotized more than 70 people in two days, more than in the past ten years.

"keep it up."

Zhao Yi's attention was elsewhere. Whether it was the killer who succeeded in hypnosis or the killer who failed to hypnotize, a total of more than 80 mobile phones were obtained.

After all, they are all killers who have completed several orders. Apart from completing bounty tasks on the dark web, they are also local snake-level figures. They run some gray and black industries. The minimum amount of money in their bank cards is several million, all in Canada. It actually amounts to more than 2 billion U.S. dollars, which is over 10 billion when converted into Chinese dollars!

Zhao Yi suddenly became prosperous and became a billionaire. He couldn't help sighing: "No matter how hugely profitable the industry is, it can't be done as fast as killing people and getting goods."

For a moment, he wanted to thank Master Hu and Qin Hong.

Use billions of baits to attract so many big fish.

However, asset transfer is a big trouble, involving transfers across more than a dozen countries, hundreds of sets of fixed assets, and black and gray industries, so Zhao Yi left it to Feng Yue to handle.

"Master, I'm familiar with this business. I'll give you a bank card that can be used, and I'm sure the money will be credited within ten days!"

Feng Yue patted his chest and accepted the job, and then said solemnly: "I just got information from a hypnotic killer. A third-level mercenary group has arrived in Yuncheng. There are about eight or nine people. The leader is the fifth one on the assassination list. The butcher of ten.”

International employment groups have strict classifications.

There are levels one to seven in total.

Level one is the highest and level seven is the lowest.

The third level is also very powerful. The completed orders exceed 500 million US dollars. The leader of the butcher is even more cruel. He has serious mental problems and has no inhibitions when he goes crazy. He once massacred a small town in Madagascar and killed nearly 800 innocent people. life!

His strength is not weaker than that of a Dacheng martial artist. Feng Yue spread his hands helplessly: "I can't hypnotize the butcher, what do you think we should do?"

"Where is the location?"

“Chongyang Senior Apartment in the Old Town.”

"Go and have a look first."

Yuncheng is divided into four districts: new city, old city, development zone, and suburbs.

Each district is several times larger than the county seat, accommodating a population of eight to nine million, and dominates the neighboring cities, even the provincial capital Qizhou can surpass it.

The Chongyang Elderly Apartments were built 40 to 50 years ago. They are full of orphaned elderly people who have no children. The location is relatively remote, and few young people usually come close to it.

The two arrived at Chongyang Elderly Apartment by car. When they were about to get off, Zhao Yi's expression suddenly changed and he sighed softly: "We are late and we owe a favor."

"What's the meaning?"

Feng Yue was confused and didn't understand what happened.

Zhao Yi did not give an answer, but just walked to Chongyang Senior Apartment.

After forty or fifty years of wind and rain, the walls of the apartment have long been mottled with dark red bricks exposed, and the tiles on the floor are also full of cracks. From time to time, coughs can be heard coming from inside.

Wang Fuzhu was standing at the door of the apartment, his hands without gloves and blood dripping from them.

He recognized the disguised Zhao Yi, mainly because they had worked together together and were familiar with Zhao Yi's calm temperament: "Come in and take a look, I have solved everything."

The apartment was filled with the corpses of the mercenary group. The head of the leading butcher was smashed into pieces, and red and white brains were splattered everywhere. There was not even a complete corpse left.

"how did you do that?"

Feng Yue looked at Wang Fuzhu in shock. He knew that the butcher's fighting power was not inferior to that of the Dacheng martial artist. Even when suffering from mental illness, even the Dacheng martial artist would not dare to fight with his life-threatening posture.

He could see that although Wang Fuzhu in front of him was also a Dacheng martial artist, how could he kill them all so easily without even an obvious wound on his body? Could it be that he was the Half-step Martial King dormant in Yuncheng?

"The iron sand palm is strong and strong, but it has a lot of backlash on the body. Even if you practice it to a great extent, you will still be paralyzed when you get old."

Zhao Yi looked at Wang Fuzhu and pointed out the reason in one sentence: "You are well aware of the shortcomings of Iron Sand Palm, and you have become a guest of the Gu family. Mr. Gu also attaches great importance to you and spent a lot of money to buy a book of internal martial arts."

“Cultivation of both internal and external aspects, harmony of yin and yang.”

"Your own talent is truly extraordinary, comparable to that of the founder of the sect. Iron Sand Palm has really flourished in your hands."

"The progress of martial arts itself is slow. It takes ten or eight years of hard work to achieve some results. If you specialize in iron sand armor, you might have a chance to become the King of Martial Arts."

"But even if he cultivates both internal and external kung fu at the same time, Wang Fuzhu has still reached the level of a Dacheng martial artist. The advantage is that he can hardly meet an opponent at the same level. He can use his internal energy to activate the iron sand palm and crush the third-level mercenary group where the butcher is!"

After hearing this, Wang Fuzhu sighed and did not feel proud.

"The disadvantage is even more fatal. There is a natural chasm between the martial artist and the Martial King. This is equivalent to doubling the difficulty for me. It will be difficult for me to step into the Martial King realm for the rest of my life."

Zhao Yi showed a smile on his face and said seriously every word: "I don't like to owe favors. When you are promoted to half-step Martial King, I will help you become a true Martial King!"