perspective feng shui eye

According to the agreement, the three of them came to the hotel room designated by Song Fu.

This hotel is actually owned by a brother of Song Fu. Song Fu asked his brother to install a miniature camera in the room early in the morning. Not only did he want to force Wang Lu and Wang Ying to submit, but he also wanted to take pictures of the scenes he was doing with them. In order to achieve the goal of permanently controlling the two of them.

When Song Fu heard that Wang Lu and Wang Ying brought a young man into the room, he immediately flew into a rage.

"You don't want to give you face, but you want to anger me. Today I will let you know how powerful I am,"

After Wang Cheng, Wang Lu and Wang Ying entered the room, Wang Cheng looked around and found a miniature camera.

He unplugged the tiny camera, and said, "Look,"

Wang Lu admired Wang Cheng's methods, her eyes flashed, and she immediately understood, she sneered and said: "That Song Fu is really not a good thing, he... I don't even want to talk about it, Wang Cheng, if The situation is not right, we just leave, at worst, I won’t open any law firm,”

Wang Cheng shook his head and said: "Opening a law firm is your ideal, how can you give up easily, Song Fu is too deceitful, let me help you solve him." Wang Cheng thought of using power to force Song Fu, but He felt that it would be more refreshing to do it himself instead of always using the connections behind him to force some little people.

If Song Fu knows the law and breaks the law, the crime is aggravated. If the other party is an uneducated old man or an upstart, he can at most teach him a lesson, but he will never forgive those who know the law and break the law.

They know the consequences of crimes but commit them deliberately, and their guilt should be doubled.

However, less than 10 minutes after they entered the room, six men with iron bars surrounded a fat man and walked in from outside.

The fat man who took the lead was Song Fu.

Song Fu looked at Wang Lu coldly, and asked, "Wang Lu, what do you mean by this? Why did you bring this man with you?"

Wang Cheng said directly: "You are Song Fu, I am the man of the two of them, remember that."

Song Fu's expression turned cold: "Damn it, fuck me, call me." He pointed at Wang Cheng, and at that moment, the six men with iron rods rushed towards Wang Cheng with a murderous look.

I rubbed it, and when I said something wrong, I started to beat people, quite a bit of my brother's demeanor back then, Wang Cheng sighed in his heart, and his right hand suddenly made a whistling sound.

The six gangsters didn't see how Wang Cheng made the move. They only saw a silver light flash in front of them, and then they couldn't move their bodies.

"What, what the hell is this?" The six gangsters stared wide-eyed and were dumbfounded to see one silver needle after another inserted into their bodies.

"Why can't we move," a hooligan shouted.

"What's going on, I can't move anymore," another gangster also shouted.

Song Fu's complexion changed drastically. He had already seen some dangling silver needles sticking out of the six gangsters. His eyes widened and his complexion became extremely ugly.

Wang Cheng said with a smile: "I'm not afraid to tell you that I am an acupuncture doctor. You have been hit by my death-death needle. If you want to survive, you must obey me obediently. Of course, if you think I am cheating you, you don't have to believe me." , that fat man, Song Fu, I’m talking about you, I know you won’t believe it, otherwise, you can pull out one needle for them, try it out.”

Song Fu saw the wicked smile on Wang Cheng's face, and felt upset immediately, but this Wang Cheng is too weird, he really couldn't figure out what was going on, why all his subordinates couldn't move , could it really be because they were hit by Wang Cheng's death-killing needle?

"You scare me. Don't think that I am easily intimidated. I have always been fearless. Pull it out. Do you think I dare not pull it out?" Pull out a silver needle.

It doesn't matter if Song Fu pulls out the needle, the man who was pulled out of the needle almost pissed out of fear. It turned out that since the silver needle was pulled out, the needle hole in the man's right hand was spurting blood.

Yes, it was bleeding.

The blood column was like a water spray gun, flowing out continuously, and it didn't stop.

"Oh my god, brother, what's going on here, I don't want to die, I want to live," the man couldn't bear the panic, he was almost dumbfounded.

The other five men swallowed hard when they saw the blood spurting from the man's body, their hearts were beating wildly.

They could only watch helplessly as the ground was covered with the man's blood, and their eyes were filled with panic. They knew that if they really wanted to bleed like this, they would really lose too much blood and die.

"Brother, let me go, I don't want to play anymore, I just want to survive," the bleeding man begged for mercy.

Wang Cheng said with a faint smile: "I did not release the blood on your body. My request to you is that if you want to survive, you must obediently listen to my words. Let me ask you a question, will you listen to me or not?"

"Listen, I'll listen," the bloodletting man looked at Wang Cheng in horror.

"What about the five of you, I only give you ten seconds to think about it, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6..." Wang Cheng said seriously.

"We are willing to listen to you," the other five said in unison.

Wang Cheng smiled lightly: "Very well, I can let you off once, but you have to do one thing for me,"

"What's the matter," one of the men with a knife scar on his face asked.

Wang Cheng smiled and said, "I want you to help me beat him," he pointed at Song Fu.

The man with the scar hesitated, Song Fu was their friend, and he had helped them a lot, but now they turned around and beat Song Fu, which was really unreasonable.

Wang Cheng sneered and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't fight, I will do it myself,"

Song Fu's legs were trembling. He didn't know why the young man in front of him was so scary. He thought that playing the flying needle was just something he saw in movies and TV. He didn't expect that today he finally saw a real expert.

Song Fu wanted to run, but just as he turned around, he felt his feet go numb, and he couldn't move a step. When he looked down, he was almost out of his wits.

He saw that three silver needles had been inserted into the joints of his legs. He didn't dare to pull out the silver needles. The man who was pulled out by him just now is still bleeding. According to the situation If it keeps going, sooner or later it will lose too much blood and die.

His complexion suddenly turned pale, and he begged for mercy: "Brother, you have something to say, something to say,"