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Chapter 952

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    My tone was extraordinarily dignified, and my eyes didn't stray a bit.

    Obviously, the craftsman was taken aback, and large beads of sweat immediately appeared on his forehead, flowing down the corner of his forehead.

    "Mr. Luo, don't scare me I really have to go to the construction site immediately, I can't afford to delay the construction period, and there is really an accident that will kill people"

    The craftsman still dragged me out, but the strength in his hand was obviously weaker than before.

    I didn't move, and I used some strength to grab his wrist without letting go.

    Feng Bao and Feng Jun were chasing after me, but now they directly blocked the craftsman.

    Feng Jun said in a deep voice: "Mr. Luo said you can't go, so you can't go anywhere. He is thinking about your life!"

    I can clearly feel the craftsman's fear.

    Otherwise he would not have trembled, nor would his hand have weakened.

    However, my heart is also very solemn.

    Firstly, the craftsmen are afraid, and secondly, they cooperate with the Feng family, so they should be very clear about what I do and some of my abilities.

    But he still wants to drag me away, which is enough to show that the situation on the construction site must be very serious

    At this moment, the craftsman's body was trembling, and his face suddenly became fierce: "You don't want to block me! If Mr. Luo doesn't go now, the construction period will be delayed, and someone will die! None of you can afford it!"

    His strength instantly increased a lot.

    What's even weirder is that in addition to the sudden increase in strength, I also felt a burst of cold, which penetrated directly from my arms into my body, and I was so cold that I shivered.

    Suddenly, the craftsman turned his head back, his eyes widened, but his pupils shrunk into small dots, he looked straight at me, and his voice became more fierce: "Mr. Luo, we are on our way!" I felt a chill in my heart.  .

    There is something wrong with this craftsman!

    He was in a completely different state from just now, and he didn't look like a person at all.

    Originally, I was holding him with my backhand, but at this moment his strength suddenly increased, causing my wrist to hurt.

    Suddenly, he raised his leg, rushed forward, and hit Feng Jun directly. Feng Jun let out a muffled groan, and fell to the ground. Feng Bao tried to stop him, but was pushed by his other hand, and he staggered  Take a few steps back.

    I suddenly looked up at the sky, the sun that should have been dazzling, but now it is big, but I can look directly at the sun.

    A strange coldness penetrated my limbs and bones from all directions.

    The next moment, I pulled out the mourning stick from my waist and threw it directly at the craftsman's head!

    boom!

    I hit him firmly with a stick on the top of his head.

    The construction cap made an overwhelmed sound, a pit was split in the middle, and there were many cracks.

    I immediately withdrew my strength and did not continue to smash down.

    Otherwise, this stick will definitely hurt him a lot.

    The craftsman stood there blankly, the ferocity in his eyes and the ferocity on his face disappeared in an instant.

    It took only half a minute before and after this accident.

    During this period, Liu Yufu had already entered the backyard, and Feng Zhirong also walked quickly to my side. Feng Jun got up and rubbed his shoulders, while Feng Bao clenched his fists vigilantly, as if he was ready to strike at any time.

    Except for Liu Yu's curse, the rest of the people had expressions of bewilderment, but they didn't open their mouths to break the silence first.

    Suddenly, the sun became hot again, and the coldness in my body dissipated

    The craftsman trembled, his eyes were slightly blank.

    The slack eyes gradually regained their sanity, staring blankly at the mourning stick still pressing on top of his head.

    "LuoMr. Luo, what do youhow do I" I breathed a sigh of relief and took the mourning stick back.

    "You have stumbled." I said in a deep voice.

    "Crash ghosts, bump ghosts? It's broad daylight, how could ghosts be on your body" The craftsman obviously didn't have any confidence in his words.

    "When it's overcast, it's more cloudy than at night. You must be carrying something that you shouldn't be carrying, so you will be bumped suddenly. Also, what happened on the construction site? Please explain clearly first."

    I took a deep breath, squinted my eyes, and continued speaking: "I won't let you go, the reason is very simple, your current appearance is a car and horse injury, the main road died, and now there are three post-horse bones in Tiancang Border City  His face was all pitch black, and Yintang covered his face with blackness, and he would definitely be hit to death by a car when he went out."

    While saying these words, I still maintain a high degree of vigilance.

    Because the moment the craftsman bumped into me just now, he told me that Mr. Luo was on his way.

    EngageNo, is there something deliberately looking for me?

    Thinking of this, my heart was a little cold, and I asked sharply: "How did you come to find me? If you have something to do, can't you call ahead and say a few words?!"

    The craftsman's body trembled suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he staggered back two steps, opened his eyes wide and looked down at his hands.

    Tremblingly, he said: "Damn it Really damn it I wanted to make a phone call Why did you come to Feng's house by a strange coincidence?"

    He raised his head again, with an expression on the verge of tears.

    "Mr. Luo I really wanted to call the Feng family to inform you at first, but for some reason, I just came to the Feng family to look for you I" As he spoke, he seemed to remember something,  Quickly fumbled in his pocket.

    The body that followed him froze again, and then he felt something, and said with a pale face: "I didn't bring this thing with me, it slipped into my pocket no matter what"

    My eyes suddenly focused again, fixedly looking at the things he took out.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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