Chapter 90 [033] Encounter with Old Colleagues

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Seeing that Long Zhutian had already left, the depressed Min Gang stepped forward on his bicycle. He wanted to ask Yang Zimei who that person was just now, but he held back. He was not too familiar with her, so he was not qualified to ask.

"Get in the car!" That's all he said to her.

Just as Yang Zimei was about to jump into the car, she suddenly remembered what Long Zhutian said, "You are not allowed to ride in that boy's car in the future." It was as if he had cast a spell and stopped.

She said to Min Gang with a little guilt: "Thank you, I want to walk, the road is not far."

"Then I'll accompany you!"

"No, I want to walk by myself." Yang Zimei refused.

A look of disappointment flashed on Min Gang's handsome face, and he gave her a deep look, with a slightly frustrated tone, "Okay, then be careful, I'll go back."

"See you."

"See you at school tomorrow!"

Min Gang showed a slightly reluctant smile, waved at Yang Zimei, and pedaled his bicycle far away.

Yang Zimei looked at his young back, which was gradually receding, sighed slightly, and slowly paced down the street.

"Miss, your seal hall is black, and there is a disaster of blood-"

Suddenly, someone grabbed her skirt.

Yang Zimei turned her face and looked over, and found that she was pacing unconsciously to a fortune-telling street. There were several fortune-telling stalls, and she was pulling a white cloth banner. Guahuasha and the like.

She spent a lot of time in this street in her last life, and she knew all the fortune-tellers who set up stalls here.

Zhan Dong's disabled wife died early, leaving behind two sons, and the two sons were extremely unfilial, addicted to gambling and drinking, and did not do a proper job. They often forced him to ask for money, and even scolded him when he was drunk. Poor old man.

At that time, Yang Zimei set up a stall next to him. Although he was robbing him of his business, he pity her that a girl had to be a magic stick at a young age, and also taught her a lot of tips for being a magic stick. blow.

In the last life, he had received his favor, so Yang Zimei didn't expose his bragging skills, so he pretended to believe it, listened to him bragging, and gave him the fifty dollars he carried and smiled. Just go.

Yan Dong took the fifty-dollar card, touched it carefully, looked at it, and found it to be true.

Seeing that he got the money, the bragging force on the other side was also jealous, and when he saw Yang Zimei walking by, he deliberately poked the crutches in his hand, "Miss, your face is pink, your eyes are narrow and spring, your pupils are darker than white, and you are a fish. Tail up, if you want to commit the peach blossom evil, you must break the evil, otherwise you will be disfigured. If you want to break the evil, it is most appropriate to find me. I was instructed by the gods in my dream, and I have the spiritual power to communicate with the gods of heaven and earth, and see the secrets of the sky... "

Yang Zimei looked at him coldly and bragged with saliva.

In the last life, among the people she hated the most, Bragging Power was one of them.

This person is selfish and greedy for petty profits, and has absolutely no ethics. He often demolishes his peer's platform in order to grab business, and even once deliberately trampled Yang Zimei's fortune-telling banner...

She opened her heavenly eyes and looked at him, then asked sarcastically, "You said that I committed peach blossoms. I wonder if you figured out that you will have a catastrophe in the future?"

"I am a living immortal. I can naturally seek good luck and avoid evil, and I can also help people seek good luck and avoid evil. If you don't believe me—"

Before he could finish speaking, the tree above his head suddenly broke off with a snap, and slammed it on his shoulder, knocking him unconscious.

The corners of Yang Zimei's lips tickled slightly and floated away.

She is not a living Lei Feng!

It's so dark to see someone you hate unlucky!

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