My nemesis wants to tear down my CP every day

The National Square Dance Final will be held in Yan City two days later.

Tomorrow, all the dance teams that entered the top four will go to Yan City to prepare for the final rehearsal.

Here, the shaman dance troupe of Chuangshen Dance Culture Company is already far ahead in total points. If there is no accident at the scene, they will definitely win the national championship.

And this "accident" is already impossible for the organizer to help out, so we can only find other "accidents".

So the Angel Dance Troupe, who ranked second in the finals, found the most famous magic master in the entertainment industry to help with this matter.

This master of incantations has super business ability. As long as he accepts the order, the cursed object will definitely have accidents until the requirements of the customer are met.

However, some people in the circle regretted that this master did not accept the matter of harming people's lives.

But even if you don't want your life, it's enough to let the enemy's development be severely damaged.

The tightly wrapped woman left, and the man took out his mobile phone——opened the phone map.

"The order this time is in the Fengcheng area, and I will take advantage of that woman myself. Let me see how to get to the Chuangshen Dance Culture Studio from here..."

The man who was talking to himself didn't have the hoarse and sinister voice that he had with the female client before, but it sounded quite nice.

Early the next morning, the shaman dance troupe took the bus purchased by the company and was about to leave for the competition venue in Yan City.

When they got into the car and set off, the man known as the master was waiting on the far side of the road.

It may be the habit of doing this business, men also dress themselves very strictly.

Wearing a peaked cap, black sunglasses, and a black windbreaker, he was dressed like a killer.

This means that the man himself is tall and has long legs. Judging from the mouth and chin exposed under the sunglasses, he is still a handsome guy.

Otherwise, it would be very strange to dress up like this for someone else.

Early in the morning, she was dressed as if she was going to steal landmines, and there was something wrong at first glance.

But passers-by really don't find it strange that people with good looks and good figures are so tossed about.

I have to say that good-looking people are resistant to creation.

After the bus marked "Chuangshen Dance Culture Company" passed in front of the man.

A killer-like man, with a handsome flick of his windbreaker, stepped on a bike with long legs - a shared bicycle.

Chase the bus.

This is still an urban area, there are too many traffic lights, and the bus can't drive fast.

The man's bicycle was riding fast, and it was easy to hang it behind the bus.

And it was getting closer and closer, so close that when he stretched out his hand, he touched the rear of the bus.

Suddenly the bus in front of the man shook, and the exhaust pipe spewed out a big puff of black exhaust like a fart, spraying all over the body of the man who had been following the car, choking him Coughed several times.

However, the man was not angry, but after coughing, he hooked the corner of his lower lip evilly, as if he had a winning ticket in his hands.

And from this moment on, the bus seemed to have turned on some strange switch.

Either the exhaust gas was puffing like farting, or the car body was shaking up and down for a while, like a convulsion.

In the end, I went through four traffic lights. When I was waiting for the red light in front of the fifth traffic light, the six tires of the bus exploded at the same time like a cannon. up.

This means that the car does not move, otherwise the tires blow up while driving, and the car will not turn over!

But the bus was fine, and the driver of the car waiting at the red light next to it was terrified!