Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall

  Chapter 97 Wealth and Life, Early Death

  Under Qin Ruan’s Xiaoming’s gaze, Song Banxian ate two bunches of beef **** and shrimp balls.

  The sirens of a police car came from a distance.

  Song Banxian finished the skewers and threw the bare sign into the trash can.

  He walked to Qin Ruan's side, looked at the police car coming in the middle of the road with full eyes, and exclaimed: "This time the police is going out faster than before."

  Qin Ruan’s expression was very meaningful. Several law enforcement officers got on and off the police car, and the body of the bread driver had been carried out.

  Someone in the Bentley also died on the spot. It was the driver sitting in the driving seat.

  The driver's body was bright red and blood, his body was distorted so badly, the gloomy and white bones in the arm were clearly visible, and a calf fractured to 90 degrees.

  This situation and situation can be described as horrible.

  It can be seen how much pain the driver endured when the Bentley collided with the van.

   Turning his eyes, the owner of the Bentley sitting on the road caught Qin Ruan’s eyes.

  Maybe others can’t see it, but she clearly sees the black mist surging around the man, like a gloomy black cloud before a storm.

  Such a fierce and evil spirit, my life will stop.

  Qin Ruan frowned lightly, golden light gleamed in his eyes, detecting the middle-aged man's yang life.

  Although the opponent is not a long-lived fate, he can still live to a long life of ninety-nine.

  It can be seen that the black mist is surging all over him, and the black air is entangled in the hall. This person will be violently killed within half a month.

  He who does not accept or even grant honors, is actually interfered with and broke the numerology, which is interesting.

  Qin Ruan licked his lips, narrowed his beautiful eyes and stared at Song Banxian, his eyes flashed with dark light.

   "Can Song Lao see what's wrong with the owner of the Bentley?"

   "Oh?" Song Banxian looked interested.

  He stared straight at the Bentley owner who was sitting on the side of the road and being questioned by the police.

  I can’t help but widen my eyes when I look at it.

   "Hey! This is a premature death, look at the black ones who have caught up with the charcoal."

  "Really?" Qin Ruan's tone was unclear.

  Song Banxian nodded his head: "This person must be light, rich and prematurely dead. It should be fundamentally unstable. At this time, he needs to seal stars or eat his wounds to save him.

  In fact, people with this kind of orientation are easy to develop. There are many wealthy officials, but if you need to seize the fortune, you can get rich, and if you suppress official killings, you can show nobility.

  It’s just that this is something that is exchanged for life. Sooner or later, life will be exhausted for the sake of money and wealth, and the gain will not be worth the loss. "

  With Song Banxian's ability, only these can be seen.

  Qin Ruan smiled upon hearing the words: "Are you sure he is light?"

   "Wealth and fate, early death, what is it that is not light?" Song Banxian frowned, with doubts on his face.

  It is necessary to know that there are actually many such people who are fundamentally unstable. He has also taken steps to solve such troubles for others. If he wants to extend his life, he must use his wealth and luck in exchange.

  As for how many changes can be made in numerology, it all depends on the reluctance of things outside of the body and the power they possess.

  Qin Ruan touched her chin, she couldn't deny Song Banxian's words.

  The current appearance of the owner of the Bentley is indeed like the premature death that he said he was fundamentally stable.

  However, the numerology of middle-aged men she saw was definitely not the case.

  Even if he is already in a dangerous situation, the original long life will not change.

  The eyes are the window of the soul, which can see through a person's heart.

  The man has black eyes like lacquer, black and white, and his eyes are hidden.

  The owner of a Bentley car is neither a good person nor a bad person. He may not be charitable but he does good, has strong judgment and decision-making power, and has a clear purpose.

  This kind of man, in addition to the inherent strength of luck, is also complemented by acquired power.

  (End of this chapter)