I asked you to read Feng Shui and you became the master of Yingjiang?

Chapter 95 You...you, who are you?

The screams gradually disappeared, and the bodyguard on the ground struggled a few times for the last time, then stopped moving and turned into a corpse without breathing.

Everyone felt horrified. No one knew how the bodyguard died.

Only He Zhiran and He Yue looked at Su Lin in horror.

Su Lin's expression was indifferent. He didn't even look at the corpse on the ground. He just stared at Ye Zhengwen and said, "I'm curious who arranged this for you? The Feng Shui tactic that can suppress wealth from all directions is not something that ordinary Feng Shui masters can create. of."

Ye Zhengwen's face was filled with surprise and uncertainty. His intuition told him that the death of the bodyguard on the ground must be related to the indifferent young man in front of him.

But the problem is, Su Lin didn't move from beginning to end. He just stood there with his hands in his pockets and his backpack on his back.

Could it be that he has some magical means that can kill people invisibly?

Puzzled, he winked at the other bodyguard and motioned for him to step forward and tie up Su Lin.

The death of their companion was inexplicable, and these bodyguards were all very upset.

But the boss has his orders, and he has to obey them.

So the bodyguard who was called out could only step forward with the rope in his hands while his companions looked at him sympathetically.

But as soon as he took two steps, he suddenly felt something crawling up his legs and quickly burrowing into his skin.

Severe pain began to tear through his nerves like a tidal wave. Frightened, he quickly squatted down and tore open his trouser legs to see what it was.

But as far as he could see, there was nothing above his legs. It seemed that the feeling of being torn apart came entirely from... his soul.

"Ah, ahh!"

He fell to the ground and screamed in horror, his face began to distort and deform, just like the previous bodyguard, and he soon lost his breath.

Now everyone could tell that something was wrong.

Both bodyguards died inexplicably when they were preparing to deal with Su Lin. Even a fool would know what happened.

"you you……"

Ye Zhengwen pointed at Su Lin in horror, but you didn't say anything for a long time.

"Open...fire and kill him!"

The person who spoke was another bodyguard. His great fear made him no longer care about his boss's order to capture Su Lin alive, and directly ordered to fire.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he fell to the ground and started twitching, and soon followed in the footsteps of the two bodyguards.

Not only that, the people who had raised their pistols just now also screamed and fell down, and also lost their breath in a very short period of time.

The atmosphere of terror began to spread in the villa. At this time, not to mention Ye Zhengwen, even He Zhiran and his son who were watching the excitement were so frightened by this weird scene that their calves became weak and they could hardly stand still.

The remaining bodyguards all retreated in horror, dropped their guns and dispersed.

Compared with money, your life is obviously more important.

Soon only Ye Zhengwen, father and son He Zhiran and Su Lin were left at the scene.

Ye Zhengwen was just about to run, but suddenly he felt a huge chill instantly invade his body, almost freezing him in place.

At the same time, a huge and dangerous aura spread out from the deepest part of the soul.It seemed that if he moved even slightly, he would end up like the corpse on the ground.

The threat of death was looming in the air. Ye Zhengwen did not dare to move. He froze in place like a stone statue. He looked at Su Lin in horror and asked in a trembling voice: "You...you, who are you?"

Su Lin still had an expressionless look on his face, walked up to Ye Zhengwen with his hands in his pockets, and asked calmly: "I ask again, who helped you arrange the money-making operation in all directions?"

"It's... someone from the Church of Death."

Life and death were at stake, and the frightened Ye Zhengwen dared to hide it. "Church of Death?" Su Linde frowned, as if he had heard this name somewhere.

After thinking about it for a long time, I finally remembered that the policemen seemed to have mentioned it when they were dealing with the evil creature in the slums.

"What kind of organization is the Church of Death?"

Su Lin asked coldly.

"The Church of Death is..." Ye Zhengwen said subconsciously, but as soon as he said this, his expression suddenly froze, and then a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"not good!"

Su Lin felt something was wrong and immediately backed away.

And the next second he stepped back, Ye Zhengwen, who was originally gentle and had trouble with his legs, suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Su Lin.

Swish!
The gleaming nails swept across Su Lin's chest, and after cutting open his clothes, several blood grooves were smoothly brought out, and blood suddenly flowed across the area.

Fortunately, Su Lin retreated in time, otherwise he would have been disemboweled just now.

At the same time, all the thirteen corpse crickets he released hurriedly escaped from Ye Zhengwen's body and quickly got back into the stone.

"Help, help!"

Ye Zhengwen's shrill screams resounded throughout the villa, but He Zhiran and his son turned a deaf ear because it was only Ye Zhengwen's ghost who made the sound.

In Su Lin's field of vision, Ye Zhengwen's vagina was being held by a giant wearing iron armor and holding a lion's head scimitar, and was swinging it around like a toy.

"Su Lin, save me, save me, I will give you money, I have a lot of money, give it all to you, give it all to you."

In the ghost state, Ye Zhengwen saw the shadows of the corpses getting into Sulin's backpack.

At this point, he finally understood that the ordinary-looking young man in front of him was no ordinary Feng Shui master, but a real power.

He finally realized that maybe Sulin was his only savior, so he didn't rush to seek help.

However, his screams were extremely miserable, but Su Lin was indifferent.

The Bafang Wealth Suppressing Bureau is inherently a negative side of Feng Shui. Since you dare to sign an agreement with a "rich man" and gain benefits, you must bear the consequences.

This is cause and effect.

Ye Zhengwen must have known the price and the consequences he would have to bear if the money-grabbing scheme from all directions became a problem, but he still chose to do so. So now that the "rich man" backfired, he was entirely to blame.

"Su Lin, please, please, I still have a daughter and a son, I can't die, I can't die, save me, save me, as long as you save me, I will promise you anything, I will give you my I’ll give you all my money and marry my daughter to you, please.”

Ye Zhengwen burst into tears and begged in horror.

Su Lin didn't bother to pay attention to him, and just looked at the huge shadow in front of him.

This ghost is obviously not dressed in the style of a person from the Dragon Kingdom, nor is it even the burial style of Yingjiang.

To be precise, he is more like a knight in armor from the European Middle Ages.

Because his face was covered by iron armor, Sulin couldn't see clearly what he looked like.

However, the pattern engraved on the chest of the armor caught his attention.

Not surprisingly, it is also an abstract eye totem.

Wave!
With a soft sound, Ye Zhengwen's noisy cry for help stopped abruptly. His soul was squeezed by the knight forcefully, and he was filled with incomparable regret, unable to die anymore.

And the knight, after squeezing Ye Zhengwen to death, looked at Su Lin coldly.

(End of this chapter)