Iron Cross Fire

Yue Feng smiled and glanced at the fortune teller: "I'm not interested in doing fortune telling."

"No, sir!" the fortune teller suddenly shouted. He had been secretly instructed by Hao Jian just now and couldn't just let Yue Feng go! At that time, the fortune teller grabbed Yue Feng's arm and started counting with his fingers: "Little brother, your fate is very bumpy."

"Yes, yes, the master is so accurate. His fate is really bumpy!" Hao Jian laughed loudly and said loudly: "Everyone, come and see, this master is so accurate!"

"I'm not interested in fortune telling, please let go of me." Yue Feng said helplessly.

The fortune teller still refused to give up: "No, no, no, little brother, you and I are destined, and I really need to tell your fortune. Little brother, you can only spend your life under the protection of others. I’ll make a calculation and you’ll only be a door-to-door son-in-law for the rest of your life.”

Hahaha!

I will be a door-to-door son-in-law for life!

As soon as he said this, many people around him laughed.

Hao Jian's face was filled with sadness, and he patted Yue Feng's shoulder: "Hey, did you hear that? The fortune teller said that you can only be a house-in-law son-in-law for the rest of your life. This is your fate. I feel really sad for you."

Zhou Qin bit her lip, unable to smile, and felt a little sympathetic.

Is Yue Feng's fate so miserable? Everyone has said that he can only be a door-to-door son-in-law for the rest of his life...

Yue Feng showed a smile and looked at the fortune teller in front of him. He could see that the fortune teller's beard looked very out of place, as if it was glued on, right?

At this moment, Zhou Qin said softly: "Yue Feng, don't feel bad..."

At this time, Zhou Qin still believed in the fortune teller's words. After all, his calculations are really accurate.

Before she could finish speaking, Yue Feng interrupted with a smile: "Zhou Qin, you don't really believe this, do you? It's all a lie."

Are all liars today so bold?

Hearing Yue Feng's words, Zhou Qin became a little anxious. She took his arm and said seriously: "Yue Feng, this master's fortune telling is really accurate. He told me my fortune just now and his predictions were accurate."

Hao Jian couldn't help it anymore and said with a sneer: "Yue Feng, you feel uncomfortable and don't want to accept your fate, so forget it. How dare you question the master? What qualifications do you have to say that the master is a liar?"

This is a terrible thing for Yue Feng.

I have a rare opportunity today, so I must embarrass you.

At this time, the fortune teller also stroked his beard and said slowly: "I am an internal disciple of Lingbao Taoist Temple in Tianjun Mountain. I never tell lies. It's really ridiculous for you to say that I am talking nonsense." ŴŴŴ. WenXueMi.Cc

Still pretending?

Yue Feng smiled secretly and said to the fortune teller: "Really? Then tell me, how did you tell Zhou Qin just now?"

"Yin Yang Feng Shui Jue", in addition to Feng Shui metaphysics, also involves some divination techniques, so Yue Feng also knows a little bit about fortune telling. But just scratch the surface.

The fortune teller glanced at Zhou Qin and said slowly: "This lady's fortune is gold, which conflicts with the wood fate..."

At this point, the fortune teller suddenly shouted: "Oh, this Yue Feng is destined to die! Miss Zhou, you should stay away from this Yue Feng in the future."

ah?

Is there a conflict between myself and Yue Feng?

Zhou Qin subconsciously took a step back.

Hao Jian took the opportunity to come over, took Zhou Qin's hand, and said, "Qin'er, did you hear what the master said? Stay away from this visiting son-in-law from now on."

Yue Feng laughed and looked at the fortune teller: "You were right about the first half of your calculation. Zhou Qin is indeed a gold horoscope, but in terms of conflicting horoscopes, you were completely wrong. Her horoscope is Gen, which is My Mu Ming is correct, but my Ming Gua is also Gen.”

At this point, Yue Feng couldn't help but snort, with a bit of contempt in his eyes: "The fate hexagram is both Gen, why should we argue against each other?"

What?

What's that? Don't you understand? !

At this moment, everyone watching the excitement was stunned.

The fortune teller also had a stiff expression, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Hao Jian asked himself to pretend to be a fortune teller, and his main purpose was to deceive Zhou Qin.

How come this visiting son-in-law in front of me is so professional?

Zhou Qin's face was full of surprise: "Yue Feng? Do you still understand this?"

She knew that Yue Feng knew Feng Shui and antiques. But how do you still know fortune telling?

The man in front of me always surprises me.

Yue Feng smiled faintly: "I understand a little bit."

Hao Jian on the other hand was completely anxious. Damn it, he was about to propose successfully. He couldn't let Yue Feng mess it up!

Thinking to himself, he glanced at the fortune teller.

The fortune teller immediately answered: "Mr. Yue, I calculated just now that you still have a bad fortune. Anyone who gets close to you will be unlucky. Even your wife and your friends, They are all in bad luck, and something might happen one day..."

"What did you say?" At this moment, the smile on Yue Feng's face slowly disappeared, and his tone was extremely cold.

This fortune teller's words are really too damaging.

"You..." The fortune teller was startled by this look, and his voice trembled: "I said you are a bad guy..."

Yue Feng interrupted his words and spoke word by word: "Let me also tell you a fortune. I'm afraid you will suffer a bloody disaster today."

A bloody disaster?

The fortune teller was stunned for a moment and looked at him blankly: "What kind of bloody disaster?"

Snap!

As soon as he finished speaking, Yue Feng slapped him hard on the face without Zhang Zhao.

"Fuck!"

The fortune teller screamed and turned around twice. He was stunned and squatted on the ground. Blood immediately flowed from his nose.

"You..."

The fortune teller recovered and pointed at Yue Feng in shock and anger.

At this moment, Hao Jian shouted: "Yue Feng, what are you doing? You hit the master too? Do you have any manners?"

Zhou Qin was also very anxious: "Yue Feng, how can you hit him? The master's words were a bit harsh, but he is a Taoist after all. You hit him casually, which is disrespectful."

"Yes!"

The people on the street also shouted at this time and accused Yue Feng.

"Young man, you are young and strong, but you can't hit Taoist disciples."

"Yes..."

Yue Feng ignored them, sneered and walked over, grabbed the fortune teller's collar and lifted him up.

Swish

The next second, with the fortune teller's howl, Yue Feng suddenly pulled off his goatee.

"Look, everyone, this is the fortune teller, and the beard is glued on."

Throwing the beard on the ground, Yue Feng looked around and said with a sneer.

The fortune teller was completely panicked: "This sir, you are too much, what's wrong with me gluing a beard?"

Who stipulated that the master can't gluing a beard?

He really won't give up until he reaches the Yellow River.

Yue Feng smiled coldly, without any nonsense, grabbed his clothes and pulled hard.

Chi La.

The Taoist robe on the fortune teller was torn instantly! The clothes inside were exposed.

Seeing the master's clothes inside, the onlookers all laughed.

This master is too fashionable, wearing a Nike sportswear on the upper body and a pair of Adidas pants on the lower body.

Haha...

Such a fashionable fortune teller.

It's the first time I've seen it.

A burst of laughter broke out around.

At this time, anyone who is not a fool can see it. The so-called 'fortune teller' in front of him was a fake.

"You..."

The fortune teller's face flushed, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his nose was bleeding. He was in an indescribable state. He pointed at Yue Feng and couldn't say a word.

Zhou Qin stamped her feet in anger, feeling ashamed and angry.

He turned out to be a liar.

The funny thing was that she just believed him.

"You dare to cheat on the street, do you know who I am?" Zhou Qin said angrily, and took out her phone to call her colleagues over.

Zhou Qin hated liars the most.

He was cheated, what else could he do?

The man was frightened and hurriedly begged Hao Jian: "Master Hao, please help me, I don't want to be locked up."

Damn! This kid is sick, damn! He is so unreliable, he gave himself up!

Hao Jian was so angry that he kicked him: "Fuck you, do I know you?"

This useless thing, he didn't do the job well, and he still wants to drag me down?

Zhou Qin called twice, but no one answered.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and most of the colleagues in the bureau are out to maintain law and order.

"I'll give you one chance today. If you dare to cheat again next time, I won't forgive you." Zhou Qin was very angry when she couldn't get through the phone, and she shouted at the man: "Get out of here."

The man nodded repeatedly, didn't want the stall, and left in disgrace.

At this time, seeing that there was no excitement, many people around also dispersed.

Zhou Qin walked up to Yue Feng, with embarrassment in her eyes that could not be concealed, biting her lips, and said softly: "Good brother, I'm sorry, I didn't expect him to be a fake."

At this time, Zhou Qin wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

I am the captain of the criminal investigation team, but I actually believed the words of a charlatan.

It's so embarrassing.

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