Super Golden Eye

"Wow!..."

This is a black dog, small in size, still young, but Shuo Shuo's eyes are very energetic. Fang Yang frowned, looking at this black dog, feeling uneasy in his heart.

The black dog is extremely yang energy, and it has been said that black dog blood ward off evil spirits from a long time ago. It is a good beast to act as a door god. From the perspective of Goldeneye, this dog is extremely hostile, and the only thing that can make him so hostile is this concert surrounded by Feng Shui.

Yes, there was a feng shui array around the concert.

The gathered evil spirits floated to the top, but because of the stage lighting, no one noticed that the sky above the Donghai Sports Center was very different from the surroundings.

"It seems that something is going to happen here today!" Fang Yang's heart was heavy.

Suddenly, an obese woman rushed out and rushed towards the black dog. Because of her size, the black dog instantly disappeared before Fang Yang's eyes.

"Amu, how can you run around? If this is lost, mom should worry about you!" The fat woman picked up the black dog and said with an anxious expression.

The black dog wears a collar, and the black dog is arrogant and does not bark. This is only the case when facing the owner.

The fat woman nodded apologetically to Fang Yang, and then disappeared into the crowd with the black dog before Fang Yang looked back.

It took less than a minute from the appearance of the black dog to being carried away. Cao Miaoyu saw the black dog being carried away by the owner so far. Only then did he pat his chest and walked out from behind Fang Yang in fear, and said with lingering fear. "I've been the most afraid of dogs since I was a kid, especially this kind of black dog. It's really scary that the black dog does not fall into the autumn."

As soon as Cao Miaoyu's voice fell, a voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Hey, isn't this Boss Fang? Are you free to listen to music today?"

Fang Yang followed the prestige, and it was actually that Wang Weizi.

Wang Wanzi was still dressed as he saw in Shilipu that day, wearing a golden silk yellow jacket on him like a stall. However, today's Wang Weizi did not come alone. On his right hand, a pretty model was holding his hand, rubbing a pair of murder weapons on Wang Weizi's arm.

This pretty model has long skin and long legs and attractive features. If he scores 10 points, he may get 5 points. The low score is not because he looks ugly, but because he has a strong smell of dust on his body. At first glance, he came into contact with Wang Weizi because of the money.

Fang Yang nodded indifferently, and without entanglement with Wang Weizi, he took Cao Miaoyu's hand and walked towards the VIP area.

Wang Wanzi looked at Fang Yang's leaving back, with eyes full of prey, murmured: "I see how long you can be arrogant!"

Sometimes fate can produce love, sometimes it is the manufacturer of dog skin plasters.

Take this Wang Weizi as an example. I don't know where I got the two special tickets, and the distance from Fang Yang is two places. Fang Yang was also calm. It was Cao Miaoyu who didn't wait to see Wang Weizi who met for the first time, and muttered in Fang Yang's ear: "How can this person look so annoying?"

Wang Weizi turned to Fang Yang and waved his hand with a smile, as if saying that you just can't get rid of me...

However, since the moment Wang Weizi took his seat, Fang Yang's mind became highly tense, and the vague intuition told Fang Yang that a dangerous aura was radiating from Wang Weizi.

And, with the passage of time, Fang Yang's fortune line went from good to middle, until the concert was about to begin, and his fortune completely changed.

Fang Yang just felt it, the surrounding lights dimmed, and then a dynamic rhythm sounded with the moon, a spotlight shone, and the costumed Guo Xiang walked to the center of the stage.

From the perspective of feng shui, Guo Xiang's fortune line today is still poor, and it is uncertain, extremely erratic, as if it will become extremely bad at any time.

Suddenly, the changes in the dantian made Fang Yang's heart sink.

The mobilization of his aura suddenly became extremely difficult.

The concert has begun, and Guo Xiang has also begun to show off his singing voice. However, Fang Yang couldn't even hear a word.

All the weird made Fang Yang's heart more and more uneasy. Just when Fang Yang wanted to leave here with Cao Miaoyu, a familiar figure appeared in his sight.

Golden necklace!

This man, like a bone gangrene, finally appeared in Donghai City for the second time. Seeing him, Fang Yang knew where his uneasy feeling came from.

"Look here, I have something to deal with." Fang Yang said in Cao Miaoyu's ear.

Just thinking about getting up, Cao Miaoyu stretched out his hand and took Fang Yang's hand and said, "What is it? Do you need my help?"

Fang Yang moved his arm slightly, took out his hand and gently patted the back of Cao Miaoyu's hand, and said in a soft voice, "It's okay, you can wait for me here for a while."

After speaking, Fang Yang walked towards the spot where he saw the gold necklace, which was the direction backstage of the concert.

Because Fang Yang got up from the special seat, no one stopped him along the way. Because the toilets in the special seats are just behind the concert.

When Fang Yang passed a staff member, the aura that had been difficult to mobilize suddenly returned to normal. This sign made Fang Yang stop unconsciously and look towards Wang Weizi.

When Fang Yang looked at Wang Weizi, the nouveau riche's hand had already been put into the pretty model's clothes, rubbing it, and showing a disgusting smile.

Seeing this, Fang Yang turned his head and continued to walk towards the background.

Fang Yang's perspective eyes opened wide, determining the location of the gold necklace. Due to the many staff in the background, Fang Yang could not use the speed eye. As soon as the speed dropped, and the crowd was too crowded, his vision was blocked and lost Up.

The last place where the gold necklace appeared was in the dressing room. When Fang Yang came to the dressing room, there was no one in it. Fang Yang walked into the dressing room, wandering around, suspicious in his heart.

There is no other exit from this dressing room, and Fang Yang saw the golden necklace come in with his own eyes, but what about people?

Immediately afterwards, the feeling that the aura was so heavy that it was difficult to mobilize appeared again, and Fang Yang felt more uneasy in his heart!

"boom!"

There was a sound of closing doors behind him, Fang Yang suddenly turned around, but he saw Wang Weizi, who was supposed to be watching the concert, appeared in the dressing room.

I saw Wang Wanzi who appeared in front of Fang Yang with a grin on the corner of his mouth, holding a military knife in his hand. The military knife attracted Fang Yang's attention.

This military knife is not an ordinary military knife, it is intertwined with aura and evil spirit, and the sharp aura makes Fang's eyes hairy.

"Hey, Boss Fang, what do you want to do sneaking around here? Do you want to steal something?" Wang Weizi sneered and slowly approached Fang Yang.

Fang Yang looked at Wang Wanzi with scorching eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Are you in a group with him?"

"He? Is Boss Fang dizzy? I'm the only one here, where are the people with me?" Wang Weizi responded, shaking the military knife in his hand and approaching Fang Yang.

Right now, Fang Yang's aura is difficult to mobilize, Wang Weizi is holding the magic weapon, Fang Yang can only back off.

However, the closer Wang Wenzi got closer, the heavier Fang Yang's aura became, and a ghost appeared in front of him, as if there were thousands of Wang Wenzi in front of him.

Wang Wanzi also noticed that Fang Yang’s gaze was a little erratic, knowing that Fang Yang was affected by the military knife in his hand, and then suddenly dashed forward, raising the military knife and stabbing towards Fang Yang, still not forgetting to say: "I let You are arrogant, let you die here today!"