I'm in Horror World, Taoism Exorcism

Putting down the crystal ball, Chen Feng couldn't help rubbing his temples with both hands.

He felt a burst of exhaustion in his brain, as if he had stayed up for several nights.

"It seems that divination is very labor-intensive, and you can't try it easily."

"No wonder, after Carmen's divination that day, the whole person suddenly became empty, and his face was ugly."

Chen Feng rubbed his hands gently, and after a while, he felt better.

Thinking back on the picture he saw just now, Chen Feng was a little curious, not sure if it was true.

Hollywood Boulevard is a pedestrian street, and under normal circumstances, cars are not allowed in.

The last time Sellin came to him, he had the power to drive a police car.

In the picture just now, someone actually drove the car straight up.

If this is true, then the people who come are not rich or expensive, and they are definitely not ordinary people.

Chen Feng wanted to see if this divination technique was real, and was very curious whether the people seen in the picture would come.

But he waited left and right, and the morning passed, but no one came.

After lunch, Chen Feng simply didn't wait any longer and returned to the storage room to regain his senses that he had consumed in the morning.

When I woke up, it was past 3pm.

But Chen Feng still didn't wait for the person in the picture.

Just when Chen Feng thought there was a problem with his divination and the man would not come, it was close to 5 pm when a luxurious Rolls-Royce drove into Hollywood Boulevard and stopped in front of his shop.

"Really?"

Chen Feng was a little stunned.

What divination sees is true!

The door opened, and a white-haired old man in a decent suit stepped out of the car.

The person is a Caucasian in his 60s with short white hair that is meticulously combed.

After he got out of the car, he sorted out his clothes, looked up at the "Xiaofengdu" plaque, and walked into the store.

His every move was very particular, as if he was catering to some kind of etiquette.

Entering the store, he swept the store and his eyes fell on Chen Feng.

When he saw Chen Feng's Chinese identity, the contempt in his eyes could not be concealed.

The arrogance that showed on his body, the feeling of not taking Chen Feng into his eyes, was even more engraved on his face.

He said lightly, "Are you Chen Feng?"

[My grass, it's all true, is divination so awesome? 】

Chen Feng shouted 666 in his heart.

Immediately, his face sank: "Don't care who I am, I will just say a word, no matter what the purpose of your coming here is, you will not be satisfied, please come back."

Hearing this, the white old man's face was even uglier than Chen Feng's: "Do you know what you're talking about?"

Chen Feng: "I said it very clearly, if you don't understand, I can say it again.

No matter what your purpose in coming here, you will not be satisfied.

Now, you can go out. "

The white old man didn't seem to expect that Chen Feng would dare to speak to him like this.

The Chinese he usually comes into contact with are all cautious and never dare to offend people.

And the Chinese in front of him seems to have a bigger temper than him.

The white old man frowned angrily: "Do you know who I represent?"

Chen Feng: "I don't know, and I don't want to know. Now, please go out."

Three times in a row, being driven out, the white old man was so angry that his body trembled.

"You will regret your decision today." The white old man was furious.

"I'll wait." Chen Feng shrugged and didn't care: "If you ask for help, you must have the attitude of asking for help.

I don't care what your attitude is in front of other Chinese.

But in front of me, Laozi is not used to your habit. "

Although I don't know what the white old man is looking for, but since he found him, he must have encountered something bad.

Asking someone to do things, but still so arrogant, and discriminates against Chinese, Chen Feng has to admire the stupidity of the other party.

But think about another world, there seem to be not many such people.

Especially some Westerners, who always live in the once powerful memories, always feel that they are superior to others.

As everyone knows, the whole world has changed.

The white old man was so angry that his body trembled. He wanted to say something cruel, but thinking of the attitude of the person in front of him, no matter what he said, it would not have any effect.

In the end, he just hummed and turned away.

Looking at the back of the white old man, Chen Feng curled his lips: "A housekeeper, he is still dragged to the sky."

This old white man got down from the co-pilot's seat.

And the normal boss, how can there be a co-pilot.

The driver sits in the front and the boss sits in the back.

Only stewards, secretaries and other roles will take the co-pilot.

And this old man, at such an old age, would definitely not be a secretary, but most likely a housekeeper.

Coupled with his steadfast behavior, it is more in line with the housekeeper in Chen Feng's impression.

Chen Feng was almost certain of his identity.

It's just that I don't know which housekeeper it is.

But in this society, the person who still needs to hire a housekeeper must be some kind of Wangmen clan.

But Chen Feng didn't care.

He was a little curious, what would the butler do if he couldn't make a difference when he went back.

"There are six incurable diseases in Chinese medicine, do I have to get a few out of them?"

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