"Don't care! Your sister has been humiliated like this, you don't care! The Wu family called to talk about the divorce. You said that if this matter was spread, I would see people!" Lan Ke'er took the pillow and hit her brother a few times, feeling a little angry, but no matter what he said, the guy shrank his shoulders and didn't say anything.

"Don't worry, I'll go to someone else!" Lan Ke'er turned around and ran out, twisting and twisting.

"Don't do anything randomly!" The man shouted, but there was no response. He pursed his lips and felt very depressed.

Not long after, a car was driven outside, and Lan Keer went out to get into the car and went to a nearby nightclub.

The lights and wine were green, and the rhythmic DJ shook his head and tail. On the dance floor, the young men and women twisted their bodies wildly, as if they were slapping medicine.

In the corner next to him, Lan Keer sat between a few men and women who were dressed up as arrogantly, holding a beer-tickling mug in their hands, and said to a guy opposite with a toothpick in his mouth, "Bojianglong! Aren't you quite awesome? Please help me get rid of someone!"

"Okay, what's this! I'm not bragging to you. I know both black and white people. I've never been afraid of anyone in this area. Tell me, who! As long as I can find him, I will help you settle this matter in minutes!" Guo Jianglong said coquettishly with his tattoo exposed.

"Do you know there is someone named Chen Fan?" Lan Ke'er said, slamming the table, "I'll find someone to be him for me! I can't make a fight if I can't do it!"

How wide did Guojianglong's eyes widen, and his mouth twitched, "Who?"

"Chen Fan!"

"Damn!"

The dragon of crossing the river sweated and waved his hand, "No, no, you can find someone else."

"Chen Fan is not easy to mess with!" Lan Ke'er's eyes just stood up and looked like he was about to be angry. Someone immediately interjected, "I have heard of that boy Chen Fan. Although he looks young, he is very awesome. In the past two years, he has a very famous name, and both black and white people give him face."

"What is he doing?" There is one person who is obviously not a local. He is wearing a floral shirt and crosses his legs. His fingers are full of various rings, colorful, and there are nine of them carefully.

There are ten fingers in a person, but he only has nine. The little finger on his left hand was cut off, and it looks a bit out of the way.

This person is not old, he looks less than thirty years old.

"Chen Fan is a sorcerer, the kind of person who reads Feng Shui and studies Qimen Dunjia. I have watched him on TV." The man said before, sucking his nose.

"Grass!" The few people present laughed, "Nonsense, what era is this? Anyone who believes in this? What kind of powerful figure should I be? It turns out to be a charlatan!"

"Yes, what's the point of caring about this kind of liar? Just find a few people to clean him up!" Nine rings said, patting their chests, "Realistically speaking, this is not my territory, so it may be a bit inappropriate to say this, but the Blue Sister has told you so much. Brother is willing to help you with this matter! How about I'll help you find a few people?"

"You can pull it down!" Lan Ke'er wasn't talking yet, and a woman with a ring on her nose next to her was the first to interrupt, "Listen to me, even if you two make a few shots, you won't even have to pay for her own life! Don't think that guy named Chen Fan is an ordinary charlatan. This kid is amazing! Many well-known elder brothers in society are very taboo about him, and they have to say hello when they meet. It is said that this person has real talent and knowledge, and takes human life thousands of miles away. If he wants to fool you, he won't know how you die!"

"Is it that evil?" The nine rings tilted their bodies and turned their heads to look at the guy who had not spoken in the corner. There was a young man in the corner, with a white face as white as paper and a thin bone. The guy was yawning in the corner, and didn't speak. Seeing the nine rings looking over, he tilted his head lazily, his eyes rolled up, revealing a very strange expression, "No nonsense, this matter is really."

When everyone heard this, they were silent, and there was a kind of fear in the air.

"But you don't have to worry, he's about to die." The man said, and another strange laughter, "Even if you don't want to cure him, I'm going to find someone to take his life!"

After the man finished speaking, he suddenly twitched. The woman next to him saw it and quickly helped him up and walked towards the toilet.

"Who is this kid? You're taking drugs!" When they walked away, someone asked.

"The young master of the Wan family." Nine rings tilted their heads and looked at the boy's back and said lightly.

"Does he have a grudge against Chen Fan?" Lan Keer asked quietly, covering her mouth, puzzled.

"It's not just a grudge, but a deep hatred. His family was destroyed by that kid Chen Fan, and he wanted to kill him in his dreams."

The woman shrugged before, "You should not interfere with this matter. Although Chen Fan looks a bit out of tune, he is very stupid. To be fair, we can't afford to mess with such a guy."

"Then let's find some people who can afford him! I know a great Feng Shui master, very powerful! Otherwise, we will find him and see if there is any solution!" Someone next to me interrupted.

"Is the great Feng Shui master very powerful?"

“There are famous nationwide, real masters!”

"Then you ask."

Lan Keer's eyes shone.

The person who spoke took out his cell phone and called the other party, "Hey, Master Wang, it's me! I want to discuss something with you! We met a warlock here, which is very difficult. Master Wang, see if you can help us think of some solutions and deal with him! Don't worry, the price is not a problem. Our young lady has money! Well! Oh, what's his name? It's Chen Fan! A person on the d1 side!"

"Who!" You could hear the phone call from a distance, and the sound was quite loud.

"Chen!fan!" The man repeated, feeling a little fainted in his heart, and asked again, "Is it called Chen Fan!"

"Yes, it's Chen Fan!" Lan Ke'er nodded with her shoulders.

"It's called Chen Fan."

The person on the phone pondered for a while, "How old is the Chen Fan you mentioned?"

"Very young, young boy, only in his twenties!"

"Is he a native?"

"It was not originally, but I moved here later. It seems that I have become very famous in the past two years!"

The phone was sweating profusely.

"What's wrong? Brother Wang! Are you having any concerns?"

The other party raised his eyebrows.

"Well, this matter... I can't help you..." The person on the other end of the phone stammered, very nervous.

"No! Why! You can't even beat him up with your means?" The call felt a little embarrassed and depressed.

"This is not a question of whether it is a means or not. Do you know who Chen Fan is? Do you know what he does?"

*Gua                                                              

,Wonderful!

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Chapter completed!