Fortune-telling and ghost-catching are too cruel, I’m being targeted by the country

Fu Jiuqing placed one hand in the void of the three undead.

The black mist condensed in her palm was like a hemp rope, quickly binding them together.

"Woooooooo..."

The three undead souls in great pain huddled together shivering, staring at Fu Jiuqing in horror.

That terrifying look made this oriental girl with peerless beauty seem to be the Satan of the West.

Moreover, the fear in their eyes made them look particularly weak, making Fu Jiuqing look like a bully.

Fu Jiuqing moved his fingertips and dragged the three undead towards the king who was hiding behind Qin Baichen.

"The evil spirit has already been dealt with for you. As for the killing, I'll leave it up to you."

She casually threw the three undead souls bound by divine power at the king's feet.

King jumped up and stepped back a few meters, staring at the three evil spirits with fear and hatred.

He raised his head and looked directly at Fu Jiuqing, frowning and said, "Mrs. Qin, I need to know why they want to kill me."

Fu Jiuqing shrugged: "Their tongues were cut off, and there's nothing I can do about it."

King: "My tongue was cut off. Someone must be controlling it behind the scenes. If this matter is not resolved, my life will be threatened at any time."

Fu Jiuqing was silent for a few seconds and nodded in agreement: "Yes, do you want to prepare for the funeral?"

Her calm and cold tone made King's expression distorted with anger, full of shock and disbelief.

King raised his voice and said to Fu Jiuqing: "I paid the reward, and I want to know the person who instigated them behind the scenes."

Fu Jiuqing had a smile in her eyes, looking at the king who was so angry that she was about to jump.

She pointed to the undead and suggested: "They still have their hands and feet, and maybe they can communicate through words."

The king lowered his eyes to look at the three trembling undead.

From the way they were dressed, it could be seen that they were all people from the slums.

He ordered in a deep voice in his native language: "Write the name of the person who sent you to kill me."

What the king said was something that even he himself couldn't expect.

The three undead shook their heads, their ugly features revealing a sinister and terrifying smile.

How can people born in slums have the opportunity to go to school?

Just because they can speak their native language doesn't mean they can write.

King shook his head at Fu Jiuqing: "They are illiterate."

Fu Jiuqing's expression was shocked. There are still people who can't write these days!

Judging from the age of the three undead, they were only ten or twenty years old.

At such an old age in China, there are almost no people who do not go to school, and at worst they will receive nine years of compulsory education.

Now, Fu Jiuqing was really helpless.

She frowned and said to the king in a deep voice: "Then there is nothing we can do unless we get their tongues back from the hell ruled by Satan."

There are different hells in the east and west.

As the Lord of the Eastern Underworld, Fu Jiuqing seeks out the King of Hell in the West, which is related to the rules, order and harmony of the two regions.

She clearly understood the seriousness of the situation.

Moreover, the king does not have such a big face.

Qin Baichen, who was listening to the exchange between the two, roughly guessed what the problem was.

He walked to Fu Jiuqing's side, held her waist, and whispered in a pleasant tone: "Maybe we can let them draw some clues."

King was poured cold water on his face and his face was full of disappointment, but a glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes.

In order to find out who is behind the scenes, he seems to be no longer afraid of the three evil spirits.

The king rushed to the evil spirit and said a lot of words.

He spoke very fast, and from time to time he stretched out his hand to point at Fu Jiuqing, with a cold and threatening expression on his face.

The three undead secretly glanced at Fu Jiuqing, who was petite, cold, lazy, and naturally charming.

They were trembling all over, like frightened birds.

One of them couldn't bear it anymore and dipped his fingers in the black and red blood on his body, drawing outlines on the ground.

Fu Jiuqing had a gut feeling that the king didn't say anything nice, so he narrowed his eyes and asked Qin Baichen beside him.

"What did the king say?"

"He said that you are the goddess of the East, comparable to the Satan of the West, so they had better provide useful clues, otherwise they will be thrown into the hell of the East.

He also said that there are countless tortures in the Eastern Hell, and there are eighteen levels of hell. The tortures on each level are ancient legends, and they cannot survive even one level. "

After hearing Master Qin's explanation, Fu Jiuqing laughed angrily.

The king actually smeared the underworld in front of her, the lord of the underworld!

The torture of the eighteen levels of hell in the underworld is no longer an ancient legend, but it has been reformed from generation to generation.

Compared with the punishments of the first generation, it can be said that they were all extreme.

Fu Jiuqing could not refute this point.

But not everyone can enter the eighteenth level of hell. The underworld has a clear order of rewards and punishments.

Just three undead, if they want to enter their underworld, they have to see whether the underworld's Yinsi Shen Tong agrees.

Without applying for an immigration permit, the souls of the dead in other countries cannot even take a step into the underworld.

"Falling to heaven!!!"

King's exclamation sounded.

Even Qin Baichen's gentle face became solemn when he heard about the Fallen Heaven Organization.

The king stared at the three undead men with gloomy eyes, showing a scary expression as if he wanted to eat people.

At this moment, he revealed the cruelty and ruthlessness in his heart.

A family that has existed in eastern Ogar for hundreds of years. As an overseas legal arms dealer, its power directly dominates the royal family.

How could such a person be a good person!

With a sinister look on his face, the king asked a few more questions, receiving nods or shakes of his head from the undead.

King stood up and walked towards Qin Baichen, with a serious look on his face: "Brother, we are in trouble!"

Qin Baichen said nothing, staring at the king expressionlessly, with a thin layer of ice mist appearing in his narrow black eyes.

He said with determination: "King, you have long known that the force behind the scenes is Fallen Heaven."

Mr. Qin's gentle voice without fluctuations and his extremely cold eyes gave people a chilling feeling.

Fu Jiuqing narrowed his eyes and reacted.

King initially said that he heard three undead saying that they wanted to kill him.

How could the undead who had his tongue cut off speak?

Moreover, the reward given by King at the beginning was too generous.

This person knew what was going on from beginning to end and was setting a trap for them from the beginning.

King, who didn't expect the truth to be exposed so quickly, raised his hands to express surrender to the Qin couple.

"Sorry, I was not 100% sure that it was Fallen Heaven. I only learned about their actions through some channels. I just confirmed that the person behind the scenes is Fallen Heaven organization."

Qin Baichen showed a stern look on his face, but it faded away.

He said in an unhappy tone: "King, this business is cancelled, and my wife will not help you anymore!"

The angry Master Qin walked to the desk and pressed the black metal button on the desk.

Yan Jiu quickly rushed into the room with a group of escort members.

Seeing that Qin Baichen was really angry, King also became anxious: "I can explain this matter. Fallen Sky is here to cooperate with our two families!

Not only do they want to invade the king family's arms industry chain, they also want to break the weapons research team we formed! "

Qin Baichen turned a deaf ear and told Yan Jiu in a cold voice: "Please the king and his people leave Qin's house!"

"Yes, Master Qin!"

Yan Jiu led the people towards the king and surrounded them.

King's men also rushed into the room. They were about to use their weapons when King yelled.

"Don't move!"

This is the country of Hua, the old residence of the Qin family, the top wealthy family.

Even the king cannot guarantee that if they offend this ancient family, they will be able to escape unscathed.

The group of mercenaries immediately removed their hands from their weapons and looked at the Qin family's attack with helpless expressions.

King's blue eyes stared closely at Qin Baichen.

He asked in a difficult tone: "Bo Chen, our cooperation interests are very involved. Is there really no room for further negotiation on this matter?"

Qin Baichen rummaged through the files on his desk and finally found the file labeled Ogar's Mandarin.

The smile on his face was shuddering, and he threw the file bag into King's arms.

"This is the detailed information I obtained last month. Your cousin has defiled the saint of the Fallen Heaven Organization!

He also brutally murdered the saint, which led to him attracting the attention of the notorious organization. "