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    The storm was about to hit the building. In order to prevent the recurrence of vicious incidents, police officers appeared in front of the Chun Ge Building. Safety inspections were still carried out on guests coming and going.

    But this move also had a big impact on the business of Chun Ge Building. For example, many respectable people would not choose to spend money there. Instead, a few naughty children ran in and out again and again. This situation  It¡¯s also really helpless.

    The common people still sensed that something was wrong. Although it didn¡¯t seem as serious as the Liu Yuxiao incident, some people still took their families and went to other places to avoid the limelight.

    Commissioner Li from the Beijing National Security Bureau also called. This series of events naturally aroused their high alert. Through investigation and analysis, Commissioner Li concluded that the personnel composition of the Brotherhood is not high-level, and there is no clear-cut hierarchy.  The organizational system should have been recently incorporated by the mafia. Its purpose should only be to use them.

    Wang Baoyu was well prepared. After the Brotherhood attacked Xu Biao, they began to lurk silently. The enemy was peeping in the dark, ready to attack at any time. This made Wang Baoyu sleepless and foodless. For a while, he had no good strategy.

    In a dark place, with candles lit everywhere, a strong man with small eyes and thick black eyebrows is drinking with a middle-aged man in his forties. This man is the boss of the brotherhood. He has an evil dragon.  The title is Pang Wuji. The middle-aged man is Jin Yuchang.

    The two people under the candlelight both looked very gloomy. And on one side of the wine table, there was a skull. Judging from the size, it should be the skeleton of a child of several years old.

    After Pang Wuji drank a few glasses of wine, he stood up, bit his middle finger, and dripped blood on the skull. At the same time, he let out a sigh.

    ¡°Boss Pang, this thing makes people¡¯s skin crawl all over.¡± Jin Yuchang said with some fear.

    "There is nothing to be afraid of. This is my son's head. Master Huang said that as long as he can persist for three hundred and sixty days, the child will be able to talk to me." Pang Wuji said nonchalantly.

    "Boss, that Master Huang is a liar." Jin Yuchang said.

    "Stop talking nonsense. The master is an immortal and cannot be blasphemed." Pang Wuji sat down again, with a hint of displeasure on his face.

    "Hey, boss, don't be angry. I think you are wise enough to make a decision. There is someone directing you from above. I feel very uncomfortable." Jin Yuchang explained quickly.

    Pang Wuji sighed and said something about pity for the parents in the world. Because he was so excited just now, he bit his finger so deep that the blood couldn't stop.

    Pang Wuji simply took the wine glass and poured drops of blood into it. It was a full 20 milliliters. Then he filled the wine glass and said, "Drink this glass to the full. We will be brothers from now on."

    Jin Yuchang looked at the strange red wine glass and asked with a sad face: "Brotherhood is not about the wine. Is it okay to just drink it?"

    "Stop talking nonsense. Just do it."

    Jin Yuchang didn¡¯t dare to disobey. He still had to bite the bullet. Holding back his nausea, he pinched his nose and poured it in. Then he asked unwillingly: ¡°Well, I paid you. You can¡¯t just let that little bastard Wang Baoyu go.¡±

    "Why are you so anxious? Who knew that the dying man was so useless. Later I asked Master Huang. He said that Wang Baoyu was protected by the Dragon God. Don't tell me. This kid is lucky. The car was blown up. He actually hid.  It passed without incident," Pang Wuji said.

    ¡°It¡¯s easiest to send a skilled brother to get close and kill Wang Baoyu in one go,¡± Jin Yuchang said.

    "Although we are brothers now, the brotherhood does not allow you to have the final say." Pang Wuji snorted coldly.

    Jin Yuchang was speechless for a moment. He felt like he had been deceived. He said with a grimace: "We can't stay here forever. This is not how people live at all."

    "Hehe. You dare to go out. The wind outside is so tight. It's good to have a hiding place." Pang Wuji smiled disdainfully.

    "If it doesn't work, then attack the people around Wang Baoyu and force him to come to his home and die." Jin Yuchang suggested again.

    "What good ideas do you have?" Pang Wuji asked.

    "Wang Baoyu has a deep affection for his godfather and godmother who raised him. How about we go to Shenshi Village to capture them." Jin Yuchang asked tentatively.

    Pang Wuji nodded. Jin Yuchang saw that there was a way out and suggested: "Wang Baoyu is a very romantic boy. There are many women around him. All of them are his favorites. He can just get any one."

    Pang Wuji thought for a moment and said, "It's a very important matter. Let's ask the true immortal for his will."

    Jin Yuchang tried his best to control the expression of disdain on his face. He nodded in agreement, but kept cursing in his heart. This Pang Wuji is too damn stupid. No wonder the brotherhood has never grown bigger. It is so superstitious that it must be constrained in doing things.

    ¡°Hurry up and ask Master Huang for a visit.¡± Pang Wuji shouted to a strong man not far away.

    The strong man responded. Soon he brought a Taoist priest with triangular eyes and a mustache wearing Taoist robes. He was the so-called Master Huang. ThisThis guy is pretending to be a ghost. He also holds a whisk in his hand and pretends to be an immortal.

    "Master Huang, we intend to launch an action against Shenshi Village. Please help us predict it." Pang Wuji said.

    "This depends on whether a true immortal can do it." Master Huang's voice was very thin, and his tone of voice was more like that of a eunuch.

    ¡°Then let¡¯s ask the master to do it.¡± Pang Wuji said.

    Master Huang turned around and brought out a square wooden box. It was only about ten centimeters thick. It was filled with fine yellow sand. It was a superstitious tool called a sand table.

    Then, Master Huang asked Pang Wuji to stand up, looked at Jin Yuchang, and asked him to stand up as well. He ordered the two of them to stand on both sides of the sand table, and asked them to hold a slender wooden stick from both sides. The stick was tied to  A thick needle of peach wood. The thick needle hangs in the fine sand.

    This trick played by Master Huang is called Fuji. It is also called inviting the dish fairy among the people. It is an out-and-out superstitious activity. It is said that when the gods come, they will use this thick needle, which is also a ji pen, to support the ji.  Whatever a person wants, write the answer on the sand table.

    "Close your eyes and pray to God about this matter." Master Huang waved his fly whisk and ordered.

    Pang Wuji and Jin Yuchang closed their eyes in unison and tried to adjust their breathing. They remained motionless. Pang Wuji thought about whether things would work out. Although Jin Yuchang despised such things, he was thinking about how to persuade Pang Wuji to take action as soon as possible. He hated it.  Wang Baoyu is dead. I wish this kid would die immediately.

    After waiting for a long time, there was no change in the sand table. Pang Wuji looked at Master Huang in confusion. "Master, why is there no movement at all?"

    Master Huang pointed at Jin Yuchang rudely and said: "You are distracted and distracted. You need to clean up."

    "How to clean it up?" Jin Yuchang asked blankly.
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