Chapter 67
Duan Chaosheng chuckled: "If you really go to the battlefield, the other party won't give you time to react."
While you are sick, it will kill you. If you don't seize the opportunity, you will wait for the opponent to finish accumulating all their energy and counterattack.
"Isn't that...a cross-dimensional thing?" Tang Xingxing chuckled.
He understood all the principles, but this was the first time he had ever seen a fight with a supernatural thing, and it was immediately translated into the novel!
Duan Chaosheng laughed and put his hand on Fu Jia's shoulder.
Fu Jia looked confused, and when he saw Duan Chaosheng raised his chin towards the broken wall, he understood immediately.
He opened the door, coughed twice, and said to the assistant waiting outside: "Xiao Yi, I damaged the wall inside. Go and discuss compensation with the person in charge."
Xiao Yi: "Okay boss, I need to take a look at the scene and take pictures."
"Okay, come in." Xiao Yi followed Fu Jia to the wall, looked at the gap, calmly took out his mobile phone to take pictures, and then closed the door politely without showing any strange expression during the whole process.
As soon as the door closed, his expression immediately turned frightened.
How could his weakling boss be able to poke through a concrete wall!
At first glance, Chu Hanxing must have done it!
This real woman is so terrifying!
Fu Jiafen said: "Master, I'm really sorry for causing you trouble again. I'll still pay you the fees. I can't ruin your practice. Five million, do you think it's appropriate?"
"Five hundred thousand is enough." Chu Hanxing looked calm. This was considered a disaster caused by the male ghost, and there was no need to calculate the hexagram given to him. The two offset each other.
But it was a fact that she saved Fu Jia, and the cause and effect still had to be settled with money.
Fu Jia hurriedly said: "Okay, okay."
He paid money into Chu Hanxing's account and said shamelessly: "Master, can you give me a dozen of your talismans?"
Chu Hanxing's eyes were subtle. Sure enough, there was no shortage of people who wanted to be taken advantage of.
The amulet she gave him can be used for life unless something unexpected happens. Like before, the amulet spontaneously ignited because he encountered a slightly stronger ghost and used his magic power to resist it.
But how can ordinary people encounter evil spirits all day long? Do they really think that they are not doing their jobs?
Although, Fu Jia still got what he wanted and bought the three types of yellow talismans to ward off evil, protect himself, and protect the house. It feels more comfortable to carry it in his arms.
As they prepared to leave, Chu Hanxing glanced at Tang Xingxing indifferently. His palace of life turned blue, with a faint evil aura, and there was a new evil mole on his neck, indicating evil.
Chu Hanxing took out an amulet and asked him, "Do you want to buy it?"
"Ah?" Tang Xingxing looked confused, he was not interested in this.
Before he could refuse, Duan Chaosheng responded: "Buy."
She wouldn't say this for no reason, she should have seen something.
Chu Hanxing nodded, folded it into a triangle, and said casually: "Wear it next to your body."
"Oh." Tang Xingxing took it blankly.
When the matter was over, Duan Chaosheng and others left.
After leaving the door, Duan Chaosheng frowned slightly and said, "Xingxing, you have to be more careful this time on the mission."
"I know, boss." Tang Xingxing answered honestly, a little more cautiously.
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At ten o'clock sharp, Director Gu led a large group of people and filled the ward where Chu Hanxing was located, and the number of viewers in the live broadcast room gradually increased.
【Wow, what a sick beauty!】
[I look so good, compared to her, I look like the sick one.]
"Sister Chuchu, you look good! Does your hand still hurt? Is it better?"
"We found out afterwards that it was boiling water at 90 degrees, but we were horrified!"
"Fortunately, I only burned my hand. It would be terrible if I hurt other places, but will there be any scars?"
"It doesn't matter if you have scars, they can be repaired using medical aesthetics techniques."
The ward was quiet for a moment, and everyone turned their attention to the person who said this.
Sun Liling's cheeks were slightly red, she lowered her eyes in embarrassment, and murmured on her lips: "I'm sorry...did I say the wrong thing?"
At first glance, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with it, but celebrities are particularly sensitive to these things.
It feels like these words are like medical beauty is commonplace for them. Even if this is the case, no one would want their fans to find out that they have touched their faces.
The audience in the live broadcast room also inevitably discussed matters related to plastic surgery.
[Is she implying that a knife was used on Chu’s face? 】
[Just a kind reminder, no conspiracy theories.]
"Scars must be repaired with cosmetic surgery. Is there anything I can't say about this?" Lu Li said with an open face.
The ward became lively again.
Director Gu had a kind face: "Chuchu, is your hand feeling better?"
Chu Hanxing knew his purpose and did not beat around the bush: "It doesn't matter, you can continue recording."
Director Gu was instantly happy, "Okay."
A large group of people left the hospital one after another and got in the car to go to the film and television city.
Wen Tian was not seen during the whole process. Lu Li curiously asked the cameraman: "Where is Wen Tian? He's not awake yet?"
"She is not feeling well and has withdrawn from the recording."
After Wen Tian woke up, she found that Feng Ran was not in the ward. She asked the assistant, but the assistant was hesitant, so she concluded that Feng Ran had gone to see Chu Hanxing.
Coupled with the previous incident, her hatred for Chu Hanxing became even higher. She simply pretended to be uncomfortable and went back to Linqi City with Feng Ran.
Hearing the cameraman's reply, Chu Hanxing's eyes froze. Quitting did not mean admitting defeat. I was afraid that a bigger storm was brewing.
Lu Li seemed to have thought about this aspect, and whispered: "You are the one who is hurt, not her. Is she trying to do something behind her back again?"
"Hey, Chu Hanxing." Lu Li gently bumped her arm with his elbow, "How about you tell yourself a fortune?"
Chu Hanxing shook his head and said calmly: "Take advantage of it if your heart moves, and take advantage of everything."
Lu Li was surprised: "You don't want to know?"
"In no mood."
The soldiers will come to block the water and the earth will cover it. Even if you change the divination, what should happen will still happen.
Lu Li was a little surprised. If she could predict everything, she would have to predict everything. Why did she lose interest when she arrived at Chu Hanxing's place? Is there any taboo?
She became excited and asked: "Then will you read your horoscope? I heard that fortune telling does not count yourself!"
Chu Hanxing gave her a strange look: "Why can't you count yourself? Isn't the purpose of learning this pursuit so that you can seek good fortune and avoid misfortune?
However, a numerologist will be obscured by the fog when looking at his own horoscope, so he can only get a rough idea.
Coupled with subjective consciousness, if the judgment is too precise, it will be inaccurate in most cases.
And the more you practice, the more you will deviate from the fixed direction of your own natal chart. The trajectory of many high-level Taoist priests' natal charts does not match their own experience, so there is no need to calculate it."
Lu Li said "Ah", half understanding, and then asked: "Then can you tell when you will get married?"
Chu Hanxing didn't say anything and only shook his head gently. Lu Li thought she didn't know, and the film and television city was approaching, so she didn't ask any more questions.
Chu Hanxing's gaze fell outside the window. The scenery of high-rise buildings quickly receded, and she closed her eyes lazily.
How can a person who has no love even get married?
Chapter completed!