In the hotel room, looking at the fate card floating in the air in front of him, Song Lingyun nodded with satisfaction.

I saw that the mysterious black divine light above was unstable, and some slight cracks on the fate card were slowly repaired.

For three days, his name as a card master of fate has been launched. Every day when he arrives at a bar street, a large number of people will come to him and ask him for advice. From 7 pm to 12 pm, 5 hours and 300 minutes, he will receive at least 500 card drawers.

However, just in case, he did not admit his identity as a fortune teller, but just said that this was a card draw game. Right, everyone just had fun, and there was no need to dig deeper.

What's more, he neither charged a penny nor agreed to make people change their fortunes and see Feng Shui. Everyone talked for no more than half a minute.

Even so, everyone believed in him very firmly, because the judgments he made were always fulfilled quickly, and everyone could not believe them.

For those who were judged to be unlucky, Song Lingyun ignored their begging and wanted him to help turn the fortune around. This made some people already hold grudges and want to prepare for something.

Yesterday, someone reported to the police station that he had engaged in feudal superstitious activities, but he had not succeeded.

What society is now? The information transmission of the Internet is so convenient, and the power of public opinion is increasing unprecedentedly. Faced with the hundreds or thousands of people waiting to draw cards gathered next to Song Lingyun, many of them are still elites. When everyone said in unison that this is a game and there is no handle on the surface, what dares the police station staff?

I just asked a few politely, then reminded me of safety issues, and then went home.

Only Song Lingyun knew that he had actually been stared at by the police in Jianghai City, the city of the Demon City, just waiting for him to make a mistake, and then it was likely that it would be a thunderous blow.

A satellite command vehicle was on standby for 24 hours, and seven or eight elite policemen cooperated and stared at him. No one was left with this level of importance.

"No. 3! No. 3! What's the target person?" A voice came from the receiver inside the satellite command vehicle disguised as a RV.

"No. 2! No. 2! Everything is normal, the target person has fallen asleep! Nothing is abnormal!" A middle-aged man with an ordinary face replied in the command car.

"Continue to keep watching him to death. If there is any abnormal movement, even if you charge a cent, you will still arrest him. No! Please go to the Public Security Bureau to stay for a few days. These days, even if we ask the help of the Internet surveillance department and block all information about him online, his influence will spread rapidly in Jianghai City. What's even more shocking is that we have not found any mistakes in his judgment of fortune so far. Many important people have been tempted in this situation. If he is not cleaned up or controlled, some things may be irreversible." No. 2 said seriously.

Upon hearing this, No. 3's face condensed, and then said with murderous aura: "Do you want to do it directly and secretly control him?"

"No for now! Don't do it within at least 10 days! Wait until we find out his specific details, or the top will issue the final order. Don't act rashly now!" No. 2 said cautiously.

After all, Song Lingyun, the destiny card master, is not a liar to some extent. He has real skills and can predict the future. How could such a character be so stupid?

If you really want to take action, it is still a matter of whether you can catch it. Even the person who is on the surface is likely to be just a chess piece. What if the real person is hidden behind the scenes?

Now that he takes action, he will not only alert the enemy, but also cause a terrifying enemy. Even the person in front of him is all fake. At worst, it is not too late to detain him with this reason when he leaves.

The most important thing is that it is impossible to pay too much attention to the importance of a person who can predict the future. Even if he can only predict people, not predict things, or the fate of the country, it is extremely important. Such people may not deal with them in the end, but will show goodwill, regard them as guests of honor, and serve the country.

Therefore, before things are clear, you must not act rashly. Offending this mysterious person with predictive ability is small, so that national affairs will be damaged, and then you will be responsible for the death.

On the fourth day, Song Lingyun had just left the house in the morning and suddenly found that there was another tail behind him. However, judging from his unprofessional tracking methods, he was a lone tracker.

"Bang!" Yang Peng saw that the target he was following disappeared in a lane, and immediately followed quickly. As a result, a powerful force came from his legs. He felt his body lightening, so he soared into the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Tell me? Why do you have to follow me?" Song Lingyun looked at Yang Peng coldly and said.

"I didn't follow you, I just walked by myself!" Yang Peng was just a 17-year-old boy, timid in his heart, but stubbornly in his mouth. However, the rolling eyes fully demonstrated that this was a slippery person.

"Haha! I believe you know me, you should know who I am? Do you think that makes sense by lying in front of me?" Song Lingyun smiled and seemed to have seen through his thoughts.

After a moment of silence, Yang Peng seemed to have tried his best, got up and knelt down at Song Lingyun, and then "bang bang bang" it was three loud sounds, which was very real. After kowtowing, Yang Peng's forehead immediately turned red, and a piece of skin was also scratched, and strands of blood were oozed out.

"Master is here, please give me a bow to my disciple Yang Peng!" After kowtowing, Yang Peng didn't get up, and just knelt down and clasped his fists and said.

"Have you watched too many novels and TV series? I won't accept disciples!" Song Lingyun was a little amused. Although he vaguely guessed Yang Peng's thoughts, he did not expect that the other party would be so second-tier, and he deserved the title of second-tier boy.

"Master! If you have anything, just give me instructions. Whether it is to serve tea, water, washing and cooking, even going through fire and water, in the underworld, I, Yang Peng, will not frown, just ask the master to accept his disciple!" Yang Peng said with his eyebrows down.

"Just forget to accept disciples! However, if you want to draw cards once, I can make an exception to give you a chance before I start working at night. You are very interesting, and you are a good joke!" Song Lingyun took out the fate card and said to Yang Peng.

"I'm not here to tell fortunes. I want to learn to tell fortunes from you. It's better to teach people how to fish than to teach people. I'd like to ask my master to accept me!" Yang Peng was unmoved and continued to beg.

"Yeah! You're not too small, you have a bigger appetite! Teach you? Do you think you are qualified enough? Just open your mouth and want to learn this. What's the difference between this and your empty words and asking the two bosses Ma to train you as the chairman of their two trillion-dollar groups?" Song Lingyun mocked disdainfully.

"But! But I have nothing now, only the few thousand dollars I saved from working in a bar, you probably don't like it? After all, as long as you want, you may be able to make money every day and make billionaires at your fingertips." Yang Peng said depressedly.

"Since you understand, you should do whatever you should do! It is absolutely impossible to become a disciple, so don't even think about it!" After saying this, Song Lingyun turned around and left.
Chapter completed!