The Best Physiognomist

Wanliu Village!

Instead of chasing the escaping middle-aged man, Jiang Fengye threw the beautiful woman who was crying and sad directly onto the sofa three meters away, ensuring that she would not be harmed in any way while feeling the pain.

Then, he reached out and untied Su Lizi, and apologized with guilt in his eyes.

"Sister Lizzie, I'm so sorry, I'm late...!"

However, before he could finish his apology, his mouth was blocked with fiery and sweet and moist flame lips.

Having already had a passionate kiss with Su Lizi, Jiang Fengye felt excited and could not help but respond vigorously to the other party's affection.

The passionate kiss lasted for nearly two minutes, until the brain began to feel a suffocating feeling due to lack of oxygen, and Su Lizi, who had a blushing face, reluctantly ended the passionate kiss.

"Sister Lizzie, I...!"

Su Lizi's uncontrollable enthusiasm just now made Jiang Fengye's heart even more filled with guilt and self-blame. When he was about to continue his apology, Su Lizi hugged him tightly and whispered in his ear.

"Yi Zi, from now on I will try my best to get rid of my bad temper, become a gentle and kind woman, and be a good wife who manages the house and is gentle."

Su Lizi's seemingly inexplicable decision made Jiang Fengye vaguely feel that something must have happened during the kidnapping that he could not use the hexagrams to deduce.

Although Su Lizi's decision to change was definitely a good thing for him, he was not willing to see his beloved woman being wronged.

Reaching out and stroking her hair, Jiang Fengye secretly made up his mind to find out the reason that made her change her decision.

"You'd better leave quickly, otherwise, you won't be able to leave even if you want to later."

Just when Jiang Fengye and Su Lizi were immersed in a tender embrace, the charming woman who wiped the tears from her eyes suddenly stood up and reminded them.

"Because Song Heihu is the leader of Wanliudong Village and has the prestige and ability to respond to every call in the village. He should be gathering the people in the village to besiege you now."

Su Lizi, whose face changed slightly after hearing the reminder from the charming woman, also reminded her.

"Yi Zi, Miss Jiang is right. Song Xiuyan does have the ability to summon the villagers of the East Village to stand up for him."

"Okay, let's leave now!"

A few hundred ordinary villagers can be easily defeated, whether they use the physical strength of steel and iron bones to fight hard, or use mysterious magic to scare them.

However, when he saw Su Lizi's nervous expression and thought of the kidnapping she had just experienced, he suddenly felt soft-hearted and didn't want her to worry, so he nodded and agreed to her suggestion, then held her hand and left quickly.

However, just as he led Su Lizi to the glass door that had just been kicked to pieces, he stopped and turned to remind the charming woman.

"The Yintang turns black, the evil spirit surges to the sky, the second palace of wealth is dim, and the palace of life is filled with blood!"

"Girl, the man you fall in love with will be destroyed in as little as three days or as long as five days."

"If you don't want to be implicated in his bad luck, you'd better sever all ties and contact with him immediately."

After hearing Jiang Fengye's reminder, the charming woman named Jiang nodded quickly and said.

"Tonight I will leave Sishui County for Ningji City, and then join one of my sisters. I may not come back in the future."

"Take care!"

After leaving a blessing, Jiang Fengye and Su Lizi quickly left the yard and rushed to the sports car at the entrance of the alley.

However, just when they were less than 20 meters away from Zhu Zhengjun's sports car that had started, a dozen villagers armed with iron bars, sickles and shovels appeared in front of the sports car menacingly.

At the same time, more than twenty villagers also holding agricultural tools appeared behind them.

Seeing Jiang Fengye and Su Lizi being blocked, Zhu Zhengjun quickly turned off the engine, pulled out a baseball bat from under the passenger seat, and was excitedly ready to join the melee.

Because he knew very well that not to mention dozens of ordinary villagers holding farm tools, even hundreds of elite thugs holding weapons could never harm Jiang Fengye, who was born in a Taoist sect. He just wanted to take the opportunity to feel it. A bloody melee.

"Sister Lizzie, please return to the courtyard first."

Now that it has been completely blocked, the next step is to frighten the instigated villagers and wake them up, so that they will obediently get out of the way.

Therefore, after taking Su Lizi back to the yard where she was kidnapped, Jiang Fengye pushed her into the iron gate and warned her.

After nearly two months of getting along, Su Lizi had seen Jiang Fengye's strength and methods more than once. She knew that the villagers who besieged him were not only no match for him, but they were even worried that he would attack too hard and hurt the kind-hearted villagers. .

Therefore, when she saw Jiang Fengye flexing his hands and feet, she couldn't help but remind him softly.

"Ye Zi, those villagers are a group of kind-hearted people. They were only provoked by Song Xiuyan to surround us. Please be gentle when you strike."

"It depends!"

The Feng Shui layout of Wanliu Village is rigid, and it is impossible to generate strong resentment, blood, and evil spirits out of thin air.

Then, the source of the strong resentment, blood and evil spirit that fills the village comes from the villagers in front of them who have become selfish and greedy.

Therefore, since Jiang Fengye has decided to teach them a lesson, he has no intention of showing mercy at all.

"Boy, hand over the woman surnamed Su immediately, and I will let you leave here safely."

Just as Jiang Fengye was moving his hands and feet to prepare for action, the middle-aged strong man who had just selfishly escaped, that is, Song Heihu in Miss Jiang's mouth and Song Xiuyan in Su Lizi's mouth, gave the conditions for forgiveness and led more than 20 young men with machetes to him.

"Relying on these vulnerable trash." Pointing at the hundreds of villagers who had already surrounded him, Jiang Fengye humiliated with contempt in his eyes.

"Boy, didn't your parents teach you to be virtuous!" After hearing Jiang Fengye's humiliation, a silver-haired old man in his sixties holding a carrying pole shouted angrily.

"Old man, didn't your parents teach you not to meddle in other people's business!" Jiang Fengye also fought back unyieldingly.

"You...!"

I didn't expect that the young Jiang Fengye not only had no moral character of respecting the elderly and loving the young, but also had such sharp words, which made the silver-haired old man suddenly not know what to say.

"Boy, dare to insult my grandfather, I think you are tired of living!"

Just when the silver-haired old man was so angry that he couldn't speak, a young man standing behind Song Xiuyan, holding a machete, about 20 years old, who looked a bit like the silver-haired old man, shouted angrily and rushed over waving the machete.