Super Golden Eye

"I don't want your money." Ji Zhiyu bit his lip tightly and refused. She said in her heart that you, Fang Yang, think of me as someone. Instead of giving me money, you might as well put me to sleep.

Thinking of this, Ji Zhuyu was startled. Her face was flushed, and she wondered how she could have such an idea. Turn your face away quickly, so as not to meet Fang Yang's gaze.

"I threw away your mobile phone. The password is the last six digits of the card number. You can buy a new one tomorrow. The rest of the money will be used as the rent for the next few days. I will live with you for two more days. I'm sorry. It's gone." Fang Yang left the bedroom after speaking.

He made a three-day agreement with Daoist An Hongtao of Qingmang Mountain, and only one day has passed. If he shows up now, he will inevitably cause trouble, and even his life may be in danger. Why not just stay here temporarily and see you at Songjiang Airport in three days.

In addition, Fang Yang has one more important thing to do, which is to completely ruin the Ren family. He sat on the sofa and rested for a whole night, and when he opened his eyes, the aura in his dantian had already recovered to seven or eighty-eight.

Sufficient spiritual energy, plus two or three magic tools, the Ren family's feng shui will undoubtedly be broken. The most important thing is that no one would have guessed that Fang Yang would attack the Ren family at this juncture. After all, the pursuit of the Zhang family was no joke.

Early the next morning, Fang Yang hurried out. He bought a few mirrors and a foot of black cloth in a small shop nearby, and took a taxi to the Jinshui villa area where the Ren family was located.

He is very clear about where the Ren family lives. After all, when they were together with Ren Xueying, the two of them had a lot of troubles here. He jumped into the villa complex from the side door, avoided the monitor, and found Ren's three-story single-family villa.

Ren Changjiang likes dogs, and there are two Doberman pinschers in the yard. These two big dogs are fierce in nature and extremely aggressive towards strangers. But I have known Fang Yang for a long time, and I smelled Fang Yang from a long distance away, and ran over in a hurry.

Fang Yang reached out and touched the dog's brain, and told them to go back to stand guard. He climbed the wall and entered the villa through the window, and arranged the mirrors tied with black cloth in the order of the formations. After a while, a four-wind breaking luck formation was arranged.

The four winds cut off luck, the first wind cuts off wealth, the second wind cuts off fortune, the third wind cuts off longevity, and the four winds cuts off virtue. Fang Yang has shown mercy, otherwise, the Ren family will not be able to stand up for the rest of their lives.

Do not do anything absolutely, or you will be punished by God. This is what has been said in Fengshui Xiuyunshu and Baxiang Qishu, and Fang Yang firmly believes it.

After setting up the formation, he went out from the same road, but before he could walk through the window, he heard the door of the villa knock.

It was not Ren Changjiang's father and daughter who came back, but Ren Changjiang's wife, Li Xuemei.

Li Xuemei is in her forties and is very good at taking care of herself. She looks like she is in her early thirties on weekdays, more charming than her daughter Ren Xueying.

The one who came back with her was a Living Buddha in a red cassock. This living Buddha has a shaved head and a hideous face. Known as Miaolong Rinpoche, he enjoys a high reputation in the rich circle of Jiangbei City, and he drives a white Range Rover, which is very stylish.

Fang Yang had investigated him before, but he was actually a gangster named Qiu Long. After getting out of prison two years ago, I somehow got on this road and it was out of control.

As soon as the two entered the villa, they went straight to the bedroom. Before reaching the door, both of them took off their clothes. Li Xuemei knelt down on the ground, swallowing the clouds. The so-called Miaolong Rinpoche looked refreshed, and said after reciting the Buddha's name: "Benefactor Li's skill has improved again, why don't we quickly practice the method of dual cultivation."

Fang Yang's eyes widened, thinking that this fake bald donkey is so shameless. He didn't even expect that the so-called practice was to fuck the bed.

Li Xuemei let out a soft cry, and was carried onto the bed by Qiu Long, with her big body pressed down on the bed, whistling and turbulent.

Fang Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, thinking that the expensive circle was really messed up. However, it was cheaper for him. He took out his newly bought mobile phone and secretly recorded the video, and then posted it on Weibo, giving Ren Changjiang a strong dose of medicine.

After doing all this, Fang Yang turned around and left. In less than half an hour, the video swept across the Internet, and countless people reposted and commented on Weibo and WeChat, all of them were shocked.

An hour later, Ren Changjiang, who was in a meeting, went home. Poor Li Xuemei and the fake living Buddha didn't know that they had become Internet celebrities, and they were blocked at home by Ren Changjiang on the spot, and then a fight broke out.

Ren Changjiang was so angry that he vomited blood on the spot, and was pushed to the ground with a slap by the strong fake Living Buddha Qiu Long. His head hit the coffee table directly, and he fell unconscious.

The scene was chaotic for a while, and the fake living Buddha wanted to run away. Li Xuemei grabbed the living Buddha to prevent him from running away, and was pushed and fell to the door of the villa.

It happened that Ren Xueying came back, saw this scene, and drove over directly. The living Buddha was killed on the spot, and blood was sprayed on the whole car.

The Ren family was completely ruined, Ren Changjiang was unconscious in the intensive care unit, and Ren Xueying was arrested and imprisoned for murder. Only Li Xuemei was not punished by the law, but she then sold most of Sequoia Hi-Tech's assets and ran away with the money.

However, these are all things to say later, and Fang Yang, who had set up the formation, only knew about it two days later. After he went back, he stayed at Ji Qiyu's house until he went directly to Songjiang International Airport two days later.

The driver is Ji Liyu, but the car has been changed from a Cruze to a Mondeo. Of course Fang Yang spent the money to buy the car, but it took a lot of effort to spend the money.

Because Ji Zhiyu said nothing about changing the car, to be precise, he didn't want to use Fang Yang's money. Fang Yang had no choice but to say that the car had been exposed, and it was for his own safety, so Ji Zhiyu was willing to give up.

The plane leaves at ten o'clock in the morning, and Fang Yang will arrive at half past eight. He went to the VIP to change his ticket, passed the security check, and waited to meet An Hongtao.

After a while, someone came, but it was not the veteran An Hongtao. It was Wang Qiang, the owner of Gambling Stone City in Songjiang City.

Wang Qiang was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with a smile on his face. He pulled Fang Yang to sit down and said, "I'm with Mr. An. I know you have many problems, but I can't tell you yet."

Fang Yang was completely overwhelmed, he looked Wang Qiang up and down. I didn't expect this guy to hide so deeply, and only now took the initiative to show his feet.

However, he was not worried that Wang Qiang would be unfavorable to him, because if so, he would have been in danger long ago, and he would not wait until today.

"Who are you?" Fang Yang moved back and asked in a low voice.

Wang Qiang said with a smile: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I'm here to help you. Well, the plane is coming, let's wait for the plane."

"Where's Daoist An?" Fang Yang asked.

Wang Qiang said: "Help you solve the pursuit of the Zhang family in the imperial capital, it's okay, those grandsons can't hurt him."

At the same time, 500 meters away from the Songjiang City Airport, An Hongtao was still in his old tattered Taoist robe, holding blackened floating dust in his hand, standing in the middle of the road to block two cars.

Several men got out of the car, among them was Zhang Fengfeng who seriously injured Fang Yang.

"Long time no see, Daoist An, what are you doing?" Zhang Fengfeng said in a low voice with a gloomy expression.

An Hongtao was expressionless, and said with a flick of his face, "Old Daoist, I was kind enough to help Fang Yang leave Longjiang Province. I also asked Nephew Zhang Xian to make it easier for me. I will guarantee you no worries for a year."

"What if I don't want to take this convenience." Zhang Fengfeng flicked his wrist and touched his waist.

An Hongtao's pupils tightened, and a brilliant light burst out, and his tone became cold instantly: "Then beat your grandfather without knowing him!"