At the beginning of divorce, help the younger brother demon

Chapter 270

Deng Pu's professionalism at the moment made Chen Feng and Jiang Mei confused at the same time.

Crawling beside Chen Feng's ear, Jiang Mei's tone was puzzled: "Didn't you say that he is a liar? Why does it look the same as the real one?"

"Walking in the rivers and lakes, how can you not have one or two housekeeping skills."

Chen Feng explained, but he became more and more curious about what the unconventional method Deng Pu was talking about.

Father Lu heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly said, "Master Deng, go ahead if you have any means."

Deng Pu ignored Lu's father, stretched out his hand to lift Lu Zihao's eyelids and looked at him, then squeezed his wrist with one hand, and said, "Let me see if I can catch the evil spirit with my bare hands!"

"Grasp...catch it out with bare hands?"

Father Lu's face was blank.

Jiang Mei also looked at Chen Feng blankly. Although she didn't speak, her expression revealed her thoughts.

Does this work too?

Chen Feng shook his head, his eyes continued to stare at the black cyclone on Lu Zihao's chest.

"Mr. Lu, my master's hands are not ordinary hands. From birth to now, I have insisted on washing my hands with corpse oil every day. Therefore, ordinary evil spirits will automatically dissipate when they meet my master's hands."

Ah Zhuan said something with a smile, but the faces of the others changed drastically after hearing it!
Wash your hands with corpse oil?
Jiang Mei subconsciously moved her little nose. She didn't know if it was a psychological illusion, but she always felt a faint smell wafting in the air.

Father Lu's face was not very good-looking, and he nodded with a stiff face: "Then I will leave everything to you, Master!"

"You're welcome." Deng Pu stretched out his hand confidently, grabbed Lu Zihao's wound through the void, and muttered something.

A strange tone spit out from his mouth, followed by a sharp twitch of his right hand!
Black smoke burst out from his fingertips, and those who saw this scene couldn't help but widen their eyes again!

"Success...success?"

Father Lu's expression was pleasantly surprised, and even his body trembled faintly.

Jiang Mei was also surprised, only Chen Feng's eyes became playful.

Others may not be able to see Deng Pu's methods clearly, but he saw the truth. Although the black smoke came out, it did not come from Lu Zihao's wound, but from Deng Pu's sleeve of!

It's just that Deng Pu shot too fast, and everyone didn't react.

"Master?" Ah Zhuan called out hastily.

Deng Pu waved his hand, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Mr. Lu, there is too much evil in your son's body. I can only catch such a trace every day!"

When he was speaking, Deng Pu's face was pale, as if he had exhausted all his strength!
Father Lu was in a hurry. He glanced at Lu Zihao who was lying on the sofa, and quickly apologized:
"Master, when will my son wake up?"

"It will take two months. If it is short, maybe it can be done this week." Deng Pu sighed, his face full of embarrassment: "But I have already signed a contract with Mr. Li from Hong Kong City. If I don't go tomorrow if……"

"Don't worry, you can live in our house with peace of mind during this period of time. I won't let you suffer from the breach of the contract, and your lost wages during this period of time!"

Father Lu didn't even think about it, so he said something very seriously.

Deng Pu didn't talk to him, but just looked at Lu's father in embarrassment, but Ah Zhuan's face brightened, and he coughed lightly:
"Master, we have an old saying in Yanxia that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. You see Mr. Lu is so eager to love his son, or... let's promise him."

"Yes! Master Deng, I'm just such a son, please help me." Father Lu's tone was extremely sincere, and the eyes of the elders in their 40s were filled with tears!

Chen Feng was a little surprised, looked at Jiang Mei suspiciously, and whispered: "He is only Lu Zihao's son?"

Jiang Mei nodded: "After Lu Zihao's mother passed away, Uncle Lu never looked for her again, so there is indeed only one son."

"How much is their Lu family worth?" Chen Feng asked again.

"Why do you ask this?" Jiang Mei looked at Chen Feng curiously, but she still pondered for a while and said, "I guess it will be at least two billion yuan, right? You don't want to play Uncle Lu's idea, he is already very Poor."

"What can I think of him." Chen Feng said angrily, staring at the position of Lu Zihao's chest, and continued to ponder.

Although I can see it, if I make a move... I can't guarantee what will happen.

Do you want to take a risk... help him?

Just as Chen Feng was thinking, Deng Pu finally nodded, but his expression was very helpless:
"Since Mr. Lu insists, then I will help you."

Only then did Father Lu's expression lighten up, and he nodded impatiently: "Then Master Deng, I will trouble you for a while!"

At this time, Ah Zhuan coughed again, and looked at Chen Feng with a light smile: "Mr. Lu, since it is confirmed that my master will save the life, then look..."

When he was talking, he stared at Chen Feng, and the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

(End of this chapter)