Friday, the weather is cloudy.

The West Street of Changling was inexplicably lively and noisy, and almost everyone was discussing the same thing.

Because just a few days ago, the fortune teller showed off his skills and caught the hit-and-run driver, this old fortune telling store in Wentian Pavilion has always attracted much attention.

But I never expected that I woke up this morning and found an extremely terrifying scene.

This fortune telling shop was splashed with red oil.

And there are a few big words written crookedly.

"Die liar, I will lose hundreds of thousands!"

"Don't believe it, this is a liar!"

Passers-by were shocked and showed a completely surprised expression. Many people took out their cell phones to take pictures.

"Oh my God, it's such a sin. It's someone's revenge!" The owner of the neighbor's convenience store next to him looked embarrassed.

Because next door is this fortune telling shop.

There was still a lot of red oil splashing on his iron fence.

Because of the red painted handwriting, many people dare not go here, and their business was obviously damaged.

"Boss, who is this person? Who wrote it?"

A curious passerby came to the convenience store to buy a pack of cigarettes and asked curiously.

The owner of the convenience store complained with disgust: "It goes without saying that the fortune teller must have messed with someone he shouldn't have messed with. Now, someone else has come to him."

"I've said it a long time ago, there must be something wrong with this being divine."

"Why are you talking about gifting by fate? He caught the pedestrians on the road, maybe they were all entrusted."

"I haven't seen anyone who came to the door for the initiative to succeed. This water is deep!"

The guy who bought cigarettes also laughed and said, "According to what you say, it seems like it's almost 10."

All the entire West Street of Changling began to criticize.

Three people become tigers.

The statements vary.

Various versions have been circulated.

Some people say that the fortune teller cheated on others for money, so they were asked to collect debts.

Some people also say that this fortune teller is not capable at all, and they are all asked to act in the previous work.

I finally cheated a rich man, but it was exposed.

After all, Hong Oil is written clearly, which will cause others to lose hundreds of thousands, which is not a small amount.

...

At the entrance of Tianji Pavilion.

Li Mowen's face looked particularly ugly.

He saw the passers-by outside pointing at him, and they were all condemning and swearing.

"I finally showed my best!"

"Yes, I thought it was a master who was really good, and I almost got deceived by him."

"I guess it's a terrible person, otherwise why would it be so cruel."

There was a touch of solemnity in Li Mowen's eyes. He stared at these two lines of words and recalled the few guests he had guided him in his mind.

Soon he thought of a candidate because except that person, everyone else has nothing to do with property losses.

But he asked him to remind the other party to pay attention to investment risks, so why did it cause the other party to lose hundreds of thousands?

impossible!

Li Mowen took a breath, unless there was a problem with these black technology glasses, it would be reversed!

Otherwise he really couldn't find any other explanation.

Thinking of this.

Li Mowen carefully studied this legendary human potential mining data analysis glasses.

"Recent luck; through the formula provided by Atlans, a supernatural technology civilization, we can calculate whether a person has bad luck in the near future, and the data value is from low to high (1-10)!"

"After billions of data proofreading and testing, the error rate is 0.0089%!"

Although the chance of making a mistake can be ignored, I dare not guarantee that it is 100% correct.

Li Mowen rubbed his temples very upset. He squinted his eyes and looked at the passers-by around him, and his eyes were filled with doubts.

Most people listen to the wind and rain.

Li Mowen swallowed a sip of water and looked up at the old shop passed down by his ancestors. Fortunately, the signboard was very high.

So it is not contaminated by red paint.

Otherwise, if even the sign "Wentian Pavilion" is splashed with red oil, then I will really be ashamed of my ancestors.

Facing everyone's fingers, they were already criticized and scolded.

Li Mowen was extremely restless, and he should know that he was just reminding the other party to be careful of the risks of investment.

How could it hurt people?

There must be something strange here.

...

A click!

Suddenly, a small billboard placed at the door of the store was pushed to the ground.

Suddenly, countless people looked over.

When Li Mowen saw it, he choked up because it was not someone else who pushed down his billboard, but the owner of the convenience store next door.

"No, what are you doing?"

Li Mowen quickly stepped forward and asked what happened. He didn't mess with the other party.

The convenience store owner cursed with a very rude temper: "What are you doing? Look at the wall, look at the red oil, it's all splashed on my stall."

"You have destroyed all Feng Shui and wealth."

"Now you see how many people are going to my store to buy things!"

"I tell you, you need to compensate for this loss!"

An uncle from the passerby also cursed with a stern face: "I must let him pay."

Another aunt came over and cursed angrily: "This kind of person should let him get out of the world and get out of the West Street of Changling. It's so embarrassing."

"Yes, we were useless to talk to him last time, and we even cheated on us!"

The old lady in her seventies and eighties sighed slowly: "Man is doing what God is watching, and doing this kind of thing will definitely lead to retribution."

How cold and ruthless a person is, it is fully displayed at this moment.

Li Mowen was stunned. He really felt like he was dreaming.

In just one night, I went from a popular fortune teller to a street rat that everyone shouted and beaten.

The speed of these people turning against each other makes them feel unbelievable.

He couldn't help but smile embarrassingly, took off his glasses and rubbed his head, and he began to understand what public opinion and ignorance meant.

There are too many such people in this world, and they are clamoring to watch the fun.

The onlookers, regardless of the truth, got involved.

Li Mowen found out that it was really not a joke, and the red paint was actually poured on the next door.

He gritted his teeth, returned to the store and fetched a large basin of water, took a towel and tried to clean the other person's wall...

However, no matter how hard he wiped it, he could not erase the trace.

An old man sighed with deep insight: "It's not that easy to erase. I tell you, once a person is stained, he will never be washed clean."

This sentence seems to remind the young man, and also seems to be sighing at himself.

Li Mowen squatted in the corner of the wall, rubbing the red paint in extreme despair.
Chapter completed!