Xiang Que knew that Chen Sanjin and Situ Shengyun must have taken action against the group of people in white suits just now, but he didn't ask how they did it, and he wouldn't pay attention to such things at all.
What he is paying attention to now is the bad luck on Situ Shengyun's face. He is definitely going to be unlucky, but he doesn't know where the bad luck comes from, because seeing that today's reception will be over soon.
After chatting for a few more words, they all left. Only Xiang Que, Situ Shengyun, the secretary, and Li Yuxuan remained. Yes, she is still worried that Xiang Que will be involved if the trouble she caused is not resolved.
Xiang Que didn't explain this, he only understood after the two parties separated after going downstairs.
When the group was leaving, Xiang Que suddenly noticed that the bad luck of Situ Shengyun beside him was getting worse, and even a trace of death emerged from him, especially when there were already dark clouds rolling over his seal hall.
The imminence is imminent, and Situ Shengyun should die soon.
"Mr. Xiang, my face is scratched?" Seeing him staring at her, Situ Shengyun felt a little hairy.
"I searched for your birthday on the Internet, June 24, 1977"
Situ Shengyun hummed, nodded and said, "That's right, it's this day on the Internet"
"But what about the reality? No, it's definitely not the right day." Xiang Que shook his head.
"Actually? Hehe, the source of the birthday on the Internet is because people from my company held a birthday party for me more than ten years ago. At that time, a reporter went there and mistakenly thought that day was my birthday and reported it. Later, the date was naturally posted on the Internet." Situ Shengyun smiled and explained: "Actually, my birthday will be a few days later, on June 30th."
"Give me the birth date" Xiang Que asked with a frown.
"The twenty-fourth day of the sixth month of Dingsi's year, the ugly time"
? Xiang Que pinched his fingers, and pinched his thumb on the second and third joints of the index finger and middle finger. This algorithm is called Qiankun in the Palm, and the number of people's lives can be calculated by calculating the horoscope of a person's birthday by using the heavenly stems and earthly branches.
"Your five elements belong to water, and you are still sinking into the pool of water. You belong to the snake that violates the life of water. Snake sinking into the deep pool can't transform into dragon or dragon. If you are trapped at the bottom of the pool, you can't soar into the sky. This year is another year of great misfortune for you. Fate is doomed." Xiang Que said in Situ Shengyun's ear: "Someone is setting up a trap to harm you. You were born on June 30 and one day later, July will enter the beginning of autumn. After the beginning of autumn, when the weather turns cold, the snake should hibernate ¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤You are guilty of the eagle coiled snake, the snake walks on the ground and belongs to yin, the eagle soars nine days, catches the snake and flies to the sky, and the snake has nowhere to hibernate, you will not be able to survive this year."
Situ Shengyun replied very calmly: "That's why I went to Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum to ask the old man to introduce someone to me. I can be more or less guarded abroad, but in China there are too many high-level people and too many tricks. If I am around If no one is in charge, something will happen sooner or later.¡±
"No one knows your birth date," Xiang Que asked.
"How many people know"
"a lot of?"
"Well, apart from my family, the staff around me should be clear about it"
Xiang Que took out his mobile phone and called up a video, which was the one they had in the parking lot of the Jurong service area before.
When a figure appeared on the video screen and walked in front of the Rolls-Royce, Xiang Que pressed pause and asked, "Does this person know your birth date?"
"Ah?" Situ Shengyun was taken aback, the person on the screen is one of his life assistants, who has been with him for seven or eight years: "I know"
"Call him," Xiang Que said with a frown.
Although Situ Shengyun was a little confused, he still asked the secretary behind him to call the assistant.
? Didn't answer the first time, and then turned off the phone directly after the second call.
Situ Shengyun was stunned, and suddenly seemed to have expected something.
Xiang Que said: "In the parking lot, someone planted a Bianhua flower under the front of the car we were riding in. This kind of flower is commonly known as a flower that grows in the cemetery, beside the Styx River in the underworld, and beside the Naihe Bridge. It is specially used to attract the dead. , The red flower black sedan chair ghost came to laugh at the ghost of the king of hell, if the summoning of Yama in the morning hadn't been broken, you would be dead now and it would be impossible to find out if you died from something other than "
"Shua" Situ Shengyun broke out in cold sweat on his forehead. He actually didn't doubt Xiang Que's words at all. He naturally believed in the ghosts and strange things that came from Hongmen, otherwise he wouldn't let Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum The old man found him a Feng Shui master to sit by his side.
"Look for a relationship, turn out the assistant for me.??" Situ Shengyun said with a sullen face.
"Don't look for him now, it won't be of much use if you find him. He must be doing things for others. I don't know much about it."
Situ Shengyun did not agree, but said to the secretary: "Call Honolulu and ask them to send someone to Ade's house, and let me control his family first. I treat him well but he wants me Hongmen will never be lenient when dealing with traitors."
Situ Shengyun, who usually has a gentle and elegant style, still showed his heroic side when his life was threatened. The Hongmen came out of the bloody storm. As the big brother of the Hongmen, how could he be a good idiot? .
After the few people chatted, they left the reception and went straight to the elevator. Xiang Que counted back and forth with his right hand behind his back, because when they moved away, Situ Shengyun's crisis became even worse.
"What were you talking about just now, why did you hear it?" Li Yuxuan asked in surprise.
Xiang Que frowned and shook his head, but said nothing.
"Ding" the ladder arrives, the door opens and there is no one inside.
The secretary blocked the elevator door with his hand, turned around and asked Situ Shengyun to go in.
All of a sudden, Xiang Quehu discovered that a puff of black air emerged from the elevator and quickly penetrated into Situ Shengyun's body. At this moment, his dead air burst out uncontrollably.
"Wait" as soon as Xiang Que stretched out his hand, he grabbed Situ Shengyun who had already stepped into the elevator with one foot, and then pulled him out directly. The force was so strong that Situ Shengyun took a few steps back before he could stand still.
"Don't go in, come out," Xiang Que said in a deep voice.
The secretary looked at Situ Shengyun in astonishment, and said puzzledly: "This"
"Listen to Mr.
"Take off your shoes, take off your clothes." Xiang Que directly pulled a shoe from Situ Shengyun's feet, and then took off his suit: "Bite your fingertips, drip blood"
The blood-stained clothes were thrown into the elevator by Xiang Que.
The secretary, who was a little confused, let go of his hand and pressed the button. After the elevator door closed, it began to descend downstairs.
Xiang Que looked up at the floor above the door and it showed that the number above was ninety-two floors.
When the elevator descended to the ninetieth floor, the numbers began to change suddenly, eighty-nine, eighty-eight, eighty-seven, and the floor display changed very quickly until it dropped to the first floor.
"boom"
There was a loud bang!
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