Metaphysics boss 4 and a half years old: My aunt’s milk is so sweet

Chapter 91 Kill the chicken and show it to the monkey
Wu Pannan's face was almost pale, and his voice was suppressed to the point of being almost inaudible.

"Her power...comes from the same lineage as mine..."

Ran Ran has been trained by her parents to be extremely sensitive to ghosts since she was a child, and she noticed it just now as soon as Sang Mei took action.

She is not a magician at all, she is able to take action against the big man because she is manipulating his soul!
She's using ghosts!

Could it be that the beautiful sister is the same as the mysterious uncle before... Then will the beautiful sister also become an enemy on the opposite side?
Ran Ran stood there blankly, unable to believe it.

In fact, most people present were in the same state as Ran Ran, but the shock was different.

"Master Mei actually took action directly... With such a big fire, I feel like Brother De will be disabled even if he doesn't die!"

Sang Mei caught this sentence immediately, and Qing Lingling glanced over, "Anyone who knows this gentleman here, please come forward."

As soon as these words came out, the scene fell silent for an instant.

Are you kidding? Who dares to speak in this situation? If there is someone who really comes forward and says that he has something to do with Wu De, then he is the most fool among fools!

Master Mei said this, maybe he is going to sit in a row, and now he screams, isn't that the first bird to be shot?

Seeing no one said anything, Sang Mei moved her fingers.

Her fingers were slender and slender, and her skin was white, exactly as described by ancient poets.

"My hands are as soft as silk, and my skin is like gelatin."

But it happened that these beautiful and non-threatening hands had just nailed a strong man to the wall.

Sang Mei slowly scanned the crowd with her wonderful eyes, "No one?"

She shook her sleeves and hid her bare hands in the wide moiré fabric again.

"Since it is unclaimed, I hope everyone here will not mind. I need time to communicate with Mr. Song to discuss the follow-up matters for this gentleman."

As for what this "mind" means, everyone present knows it clearly.

Because Wu De was hanging just above the door of the inner room, he had passed out, and his body was still dripping with blood.

Such a horrifying scene made the people who lined up later to go inside to investigate the situation frightened and dared not step forward.

Sang Mei's expression did not change at all. She walked towards the inner door gently and deftly, her clothes floating in the air like a light cloud.

"Such a scene makes everyone laugh. It's because I didn't entertain you well."

This is not a sign of poor hospitality, it is clearly a form of intimidation, warning everyone to be careful.

With Sang Mei's ability, she can nail people up. Wouldn't she be able to take people down and clean up the scene?
She deliberately hung her bloody body high, where everyone could see it, to kill the chicken for the monkeys to watch.

Wu De is the miserable chicken, and everyone present except Sang Mei is a monkey.

Shen Dinghai took a breath. In fact, he had not reacted since Sang Mei attacked the big man.

Everything happened so fast.

This Master Mei is really not kidding. Looking at a petite and petite girl, he can use such cruel methods to attack directly.

This kind of person is definitely not someone to be trifled with.

Shen Dinghai thought of his previous conjecture, if Cousin Ran Ran really wanted to confront this person...

What should we do?

Sang Mei walked to the inner door step by step, her gentle steps seeming to step on people's hearts.

The girl dressed in simple and elegant clothes slowly turned around and nodded to everyone.

And above her head was a tragic scene of blood mist.

Bright red contrasts with pure white, blood reflects snowy skin, and the girl with a delicate face narrows her eyes and smiles.

There is something indescribably strange and beautiful about this scene.

Obviously everyone knew that this hellish composition was created by the girl, but when she walked into the blood mist, everyone couldn't help but pity her, fearing that she would be stained by the blood mist. Wu Pannan recovered from the shock and couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard the sighs of the people around him.

"I said you guys from the Appearance Association are enough. It's better to worry about her than to worry about yourself. They can crush you to death with one hand."

Wu Pannan spoke harshly, but the people around him dared not say anything in anger.

It was a tense moment now, and they were afraid of being noticed by Sang Mei, so they pulled them out and pinned them to the wall with Wu De.

Compared with such tragic consequences and a little verbal dispute, they naturally chose to swallow their anger.

Facts soon proved that their abundant sympathy was useless.

Sang Mei walked into the blood mist with a calm face, but her white clothes were not contaminated at all.

The blood seemed to have become conscious, and it avoided Sang Mei one after another. Until she completely walked into the inner room, there was no trace of blood on her body.

The whole person's state can be described as "spotless".

There were exclamations of exclamation one after another.

After hearing this, Shen Dinghai felt proud, "Ha, now I am sure that these people are not very capable."

"It's just to prevent blood from getting on your body. Don't talk about cousin, I feel that Xiao Wu...Zhu Zhu can do it easily. These people are still looking strange!"

Wu Pannan said disdainfully: "I really appreciate you looking up to me."

Shen Dinghai turned his eyes to Qin Yan, "What about you? Can you do it?"

Qin Yan smiled slightly and said, "It's no big deal."

Shen Dinghai raised his eyebrows even higher in an instant. The team he led was really quite powerful!
When the people around heard Shen Dinghai's words, their faces looked strange, "Do you really have a clever way to avoid it? Can you teach me how to do it?"

Shen Dinghai looked in the direction of the sound, and the first thing he saw was a large stack of red banknotes.

He was shocked, "Good guy, are magicians so social in their work? It feels different from what I imagined."

Shen Dinghai secretly wondered whether these people who claimed to be magicians had real abilities or not, but what they said must be ancient, as refined as Qin Yan.

He has concluded a rule: those who speak in ancient ways are not necessarily true magicians; but true magicians must speak in ancient ways.

Cousin Ran Ran is still young and has not been too deeply "poisoned" by this habit.

The people he has met so far basically conform to this pattern.

Shen Dinghai shook his head proudly, "The method I know is a secret that is not taught in this sect."

The man looked a little panicked when he saw this, "Do you think the price I'm offering is not high enough?" As he said that, he took out another bank card from his arms.

Shen Dinghai opened his eyes wide and couldn't help but murmured: "It turns out that being a magician... is really profitable!"

The person opposite's behavior of asking him to learn tricks is no different from asking a scholar to ask questions in the examination room. It's just a question, and there is no need to use all the bank cards!

Wouldn't making a fortune like this be more profitable than the company his father insisted he open?
Shen Dinghai smiled inexplicably, "It's not that I don't want to make money from you, it's just that I really can't teach others this method."

The man was still in front of Ran Ran. Seeing that it would be his turn soon, he was obviously anxious and said quickly.

"Why did you say this?"

Shen Dinghai didn't hide it, grabbed the jade pendant around his neck and showed it to the man.

"If I can pass successfully, it will be all because of the spiritual treasure my cousin gave me. I don't know anything."

The man had a complicated expression when he heard this, "You mean, you are not a magician?"

Shen Dinghai waved his hands repeatedly, "Well, I am just an ordinary person. If you want to talk about my identity..."

"I'm my cousin's loyal puppy."

(End of this chapter)