Super Great Fortune Teller

Later, Ding he took more than a dozen Taiyi disciples to inspect the hall, but the waiters didn't dare to come forward when they saw this posture.

"Zhang Henian, get out!" Ding he had a cold face and suddenly roared.

The guests in the hall got up one after another and ran out.

Du Xuan, who was sitting in the car, saw this scene with a flat face and no expression. For him, it was just a small matter.

In a box on the second floor of the hot pot city, Zhang Henian heard someone call his name. He frowned and immediately called a young man on the table. This young man was one of Zhang Henian's apprentices, Zhang Feng.

"Zhang Feng, go down and see who it is. If you can't, bring them up." Zhang Feng nodded.

Then he walked downstairs to the hot pot city.

As soon as Zhang Feng went down to the hall on the first floor, he saw Ding he and more than a dozen disciples of Taiyi sect sitting upright in the hall on the first floor, with a murderous look on their faces. Zhang Feng hurried over.

"This brother." Zhang Feng has a smile on his face.

"Who is your brother?" Ding he gave Zhang Feng a cold look. "I'm from taiyimen. Where's Zhang Henian?"

Zhang Feng immediately shut up.

When Zhang Ding passed the second floor, he suddenly knew the location of the second floor.

Pop! He slapped Zhang Feng in the face.

"I'll kill you again, little Zhang Henian. When he heard me call him, he couldn't put on airs with me." Ding he's face is almost up in the sky.

Zhang Feng wanted to start, but was stopped by more than a dozen Taiyi disciples.

Zhang Feng also had no choice but to swallow this tone.

Before long, the door of Zhang Henian's private room was opened, and then there were more than a dozen people of Taiyi gate at the door. The first one was swarthy and with triangular eyes. After he came in, he kept staring at Zhang Henian.

"Zhang Henian, he even has the heart to treat here." Ding he looks sarcastic.

When Zhang Henian saw these people coming in, he said blandly, "what? How can I offend you by inviting some friends to dinner? "

"Zhang Henian, you're an old man. You're just a Feng Shui physiologist of four grades. Today, I'm here to give you a warning." After that, Ding he came to the table.

He overthrows the hot pot in front of Zhang Henian. The soup of hot pot spilled all over the table.

By this time, the monk had finished eating.

However, he also understood that today this matter was not aimed at himself, and the monk did not attack.

After Ding he overturned the hotpot, he was even more proud to see the silence. Then he patted Zhang Henian on the shoulder and said, "old man, and all of you here, I'm not aiming at any of you. I mean all of you here are rubbish. Rubbish, understand?"

Ding he said, looking at the people on the table sarcastically.

When he swept Wang Qian and the monk, he didn't even have the interest to take a look. He was really the best in the world.

This evening, Ding he's a hard-earned chance to force. Moreover, he has made all the preparations, waiting for Zhang Henian.

Ding he patted Zhang Henian's face. Seeing that Zhang Henian didn't resist, Ding he went to the other feng shui masters and photographed one by one.

He patted every feng shui master on his face. His cold look made all feng shui masters bow their heads. In the box, more than a dozen disciples of Taiyi sect surrounded the crowd. Few of these feng shui masters dared to directly confront the disciples of Taiyi sect.

Zhang Henian clenched his fist and said nothing.

Originally, he thought that as long as he made an alliance with Wang Qian, these people would join the southern geomancy Association, and taiyimen would not dare to do anything to them.

However, what I didn't expect was that the disciples of Taiyi had already found the door this evening.

Zhang Henian also had to endure his anger and said with a trace of discussion: "Ding he, after tonight, I'll go to taiyimen to compensate, OK? These Fengshui masters are all famous Fengshui masters of the north school. You treat them like this... "

But Ding he didn't care. He went to the old man Lu and patted him on the face. Although he wanted to resist, he felt that he couldn't lift all his strength. Under the pressure of Ding he, a three-level practitioner, he only felt that his meridians were blocked and his face was red. He couldn't resist at all.

Then, Ding he finally came to the monk. He raised his head and looked at the monk: "it must feel good when the bald head is patted, ha ha."

"Ha ha, ha ha!" Dozens of disciples of Taiyi sect all laughed wildly.

Wang Qian also shook his head helplessly. He didn't know how these Taiyi disciples were so arrogant tonight. He didn't know that Zhang Henian had completely broken with the northern geomantic Association. It just happened two or three hours ago, so Wang Qian didn't get the news.However, seeing this situation tonight, Wang Qian can also guess a lot.

At this time, Ding he looked down at the monk, but the monk's eyes made Ding he very confused.

In the eyes of the monk, Ding he saw deep irony and disdain,

"yo! There's something interesting about the bald head. Who are you

"I'm your uncle." The monk looked at Ding he and said faintly.

"What?" When Ding he heard the monk's words, his face immediately showed a ferocious look,

"boy, say it again!" The other members of the Taiyi family yelled.

"I, yes, you, sir." The monk repeated it word by word again.

When Ding he heard the monk say that, his eyes narrowed slightly, while those feng shui masters here looked at the monk with a trace of pity in their eyes.

Under the pressure of Ding he and other Taiyi men, these feng shui masters dare not say no at all.

However, it was the monk from outside who came up and put Ding he in the wrong? This makes these feng shui masters feel a breath in their hearts. At the same time, many people are worried about the safety of monks.

Zhang Henian sighed for Ding he of Taiyi sect. Originally, if he didn't provoke the monk tonight, he would eat the loss of the feng shui master of the northern sect. What Zhang Henian didn't expect was that Ding he turned the war on the monk and Wang Qian.

"Boy, do you know why those Fengshui masters dare not fight back? Huh? I'm afraid you haven't heard of taiyimen, have you? It seems that he is really a frog at the bottom of the well. I don't know the height of the earth. " Ding he glanced at the monk, already reached into his arms, ready to take out his trippin Leifu, want to power the monk once.

This kind of trippin thunder talisman is not powerful enough to kill people, but it can make people live and die.