Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

Magic City is indeed different from Cuicheng.

Cuicheng City defaulted to giving the red seal directly, and the amount was agreed upon. Even if you didn't understand, you would secretly ask the neighbors, but in the Magic City...

It seems that the price needs to be clearly stated.

As the Romans do, Su Chen hesitated for a moment: "Give me two thousand."

After all, five thunder talismans were used.

Liu Tianrui was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly: "Well, Daoist Su, please wait a moment, I'll go get the money."

Seeing that he was about to leave, his brother and sister-in-law hurriedly stopped him.

Just then Zhao Yukun came over, and Liu Tianrui's brother and sister-in-law didn't dare to say anything anymore, and started crying and shouting.

"Dao Zhang Su, are you really a zombie?" Zhao Yukun asked in a low voice.

"Well, the obsession is a bit deep." Su Chen glanced behind him, "He's gone?"

"No, I'm on the phone. I'm not in a good state."

Zhao Yukun hesitated to speak.

Su Chen glanced at the hall, walked to the wooden chair at the door and sat down.

"Is the club still adapting?"

Zhao Yukun didn't ask Su Chen why he knew he went to the club, he nodded.

"They have a good impression of me, but..." he shrugged, "I have to start all over again, starting from the bottom."

He was known as brother in Nanmen Old Street, but when he went to the club and became the younger brother who ran errands, it was inevitable that he would feel a bit disparate.

"Very good. Did you go to the police station today?"

"Well, didn't Shishi offend someone before and was targeted? The club just happened to help. We went over and caught them all, uprooting them all."

When mentioning this, Zhao Yukun's tone was filled with joy.

He knew that Lao Song had some connections, but the club was raided, the main culprit was arrested, and the gang below escaped.

They lost their way to make a fortune and would definitely hold a grudge. Lao Song probably thought of this and secretly suggested that he seek refuge in Qinglong. Fortunately, he acted quickly, otherwise Shishi could escape this time, but what about next time? He didn't dare to gamble.

Su Chen pointed to an ice coffin in the corner: "Where is the person?"

Zhao Yukun realized that he was asking about the brother who jumped from the building, and nodded: "Taoist Master Su, can you tell now if there is something fishy about him jumping from the building?"

Su Chen shook his head: "I can't tell, it's just too ugly!"

He was still floating on the edge in a daze, and he didn't even come back to his senses at this moment.

The head was split in the middle, all limbs were broken, and most of the bones in the right hand were drilled out.

It was completely unrecognizable, only the shape of a human could be seen.

As soon as he finished speaking, a soul hook came out from underneath and hooked the soul away.

Su Chen's eyebrows became more relaxed and he scanned the hall again.

Clean.

Ta da, da da!

An old man came in carrying a wooden box.

Zhao Yukun frowned and turned his head, and was stunned for a moment when he saw him.

The latter asked: "Who wants to put on makeup?"

"Oh oh oh, this way."

Zhao Yukun smiled apologetically at Su Chen and led the old man to the ice coffin.

Remembering that the club was going to send someone to check the body, I hurriedly asked the old man to observe it first and not touch the body. I rushed out and shouted: "Brother Tao!"

Fang Hongtao trotted in and saw Su Chen with a subtle expression.

But I still went inside and chatted quietly with the old man.

The old man made a number and Fang Hongtao nodded: "Okay, that's the price, but you may have to hurry up after we finish the inspection later. My brother's family has already arrived. He wanted to save face the most during his lifetime."

Liu Tianrui's wife and children all retreated to the side, watching the activities here curiously.

Zhao Yukun saw them and told them to retreat again with a cold face.

There was a wall behind them and it was difficult to retreat. After much hesitation, Liu Tianrui's son brought his mother and sister to Su Chen and gave him a dry smile. After all, the scene of throwing a talisman to induce thunder and splitting the corpse was too shocking. The three of them I didn't even dare to sit down, I just stood there.

There were footsteps coming in again, and when Fang Hongtao saw him, he hurriedly led the person in.

The ice coffin was opened, a cold light lit up, and the three people beside it trembled.

Su Chen injected a force into the three of them and advised: "It's cold and cold here. You go and wait outside. Look less and listen less."

"Oh, okay, okay, Master Su."

The three of them went out, but Liu Tianrui's brother and sister-in-law's family were still there.

Several people had avoided the old man before, but now they were very bold. A young man took a few steps forward and looked into the ice coffin.

Probably because the picture was too bloody, his body became unstable and his face fell directly to the ground.

Su Chen shook his head slightly.

But his eyes fell on the old man carrying the wooden box.

The evil spirit and yin energy were very strong, but the key was that there was a woman crying blood lying behind him.

Sensing Su Chen's gaze, the old man glanced toward the door. His eyes were as calm as ever, and they only glanced at Su Chen, then quickly looked away.

"Teacher Qiao, we're in trouble!"

When Fang Hongtao saw the autopsy person packing things, he said politely and winked at Zhao Yukun. The latter helped and quickly sent the person out.

When he came back, the old man had already opened the wooden box, took out the needle and thread and began to sew and mend the body.

Zhao Yukun took a look and retreated to Su Chen.

After hesitating for a moment, he asked in a low voice: "Dao Zhang Su, is he... really about to die? Is there any way..."

Su Chen shook his head.

Zhao Yukun was startled: "But isn't fortune telling for the purpose of seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune?"

He thought Su Chen's previous words were a reminder and wanted him to take Fang Hongtao to have his fortune told.

"Most people can indeed seek good fortune and avoid misfortune through choices, but he can't."

Su Chen glanced at Fang Hongtao who frowned inside and whispered: "He was lucky in this first death trap. If he escaped, he would not only fail in the second death trap, but also implicate his brothers and their families."

Zhao Yukun: "..."

"Is it related to the club?" He had a premonition of something and sighed deeply.

"I asked Brother Tao to take me to the club. He is...really nice."

Seeing Su Chen looking at the old man, Zhao Yukun calmed down: "That's a makeup artist who specializes in makeup for the dead. I heard from Brother Tao that the brothers in the club basically died in a horrible way. In order to prevent their families from feeling sad, they always ask a makeup artist to come."

"But it's the first time I've seen a makeup artist. I thought it was a little girl like Shishi, but I didn't expect..."

Su Chen's eyes met the woman crying blood behind the old man. The latter realized something, pulled up the corners of her mouth, pulled the corners of her mouth around her head, and smiled at Su Chen.

Seeing that Su Chen didn't move, she reached out and directly pulled off the skin, revealing bloody flesh.

Su Chen sighed.

He really didn't like to see ugly things.

He stretched out his hand, and the power was like a net, directly wrapped her, and while pulling her over, her soul gradually shrank.

The woman realized something and let out a shrill cry.

The old man who was about to take the makeup brush noticed something and was slightly stunned.

He turned his head to look over his shoulder, and then checked his body in panic.

"Old Wang, Old Wang, what's wrong with you?"

Fang Hongtao asked him.

The old man didn't see the woman, and his hand loosened, and the makeup brush fell into the ice coffin.

He looked around in a panic, and when he found the vague figure shrinking in front of Su Chen, his pupils shrank.

"Let go!"

"Let go of my daughter!"