I Was Caught Working Part-Time During The Winter Vacation. How Dare You Steal The Tianshi Sword?

After finishing speaking, Zhang Fan put the Bagua diagram into the bag, got up and walked towards the Gua stall opposite.

Xiao Ma was slightly startled, feeling a little confused.

What's wrong with classmate Zhang Fan today? There are usually a lot of fortune tellers in Qingyang Street.

Is this so... that even my colleagues can't tolerate it?

Seeing such a scene, netizens in the live broadcast room instantly became interested and were full of expectations for Zhang Fan's next behavior.

Fortune teller is a relatively mysterious profession.

If peers collide, the sparks created must be extraordinary!

[Wuhu, is Mr. Zhang going to cause trouble? 】

[Young man, if you dare to steal my Brother Fan’s business, I’ll tell you what the last name of this Qingyang Street person is today! 】

[What's going on? I feel like classmate Zhang is a little angry? 】

[Are you mistaken? They tell fortunes by craftsmanship. Why are you jealous? If you have the ability, you can tell fortunes for free! 】

[Public fortune telling? The Tianshi Mansion is full of highly qualified people, and there are no free fortune tellings! 】

[You know what a hammer is, fortune telling generally requires payment of fortune, either money or something else! 】

[Yes, I think you are right. The old man opposite is either a scumbag or a bad guy! 】

[Is there a possibility that Mr. Zhang just wants to do fortune telling today? 】

【……】

As the live broadcast camera shook, Zhao Kai, who was not too worried about watching the excitement, followed excitedly.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Fan had arrived at the Gua stall on the other side of the road.

At this time, the philanthropic master was conducting divination for a couple to find a match.

"Sir, my daughter got lost three years ago, and there is still no clue at all. Can you help me calculate where she is now?"

The man was wearing a black trench coat and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He looked elegant.

Standing next to him was a middle-aged woman with a decadent look, who was his wife.

It turns out that my wife is also a strong person in the workplace who is as beautiful as a flower and can work in the hall and in the kitchen.

But since her daughter went missing three years ago, her wife's mental state has been bad, and she even went to a mental hospital for a period of time.

From the first day when their children were lost, the couple began to inquire about the whereabouts of their daughter.

In the past three years, they have exhausted all methods, but no clues have been found, and the police have also made no progress.

My daughter seems to have disappeared from the world...

It wasn't until last night that the couple heard about divination and finding a mate, and then they came to Qingyang Street to find a fortune teller.

"Give me your horoscope, name, and ancestral home."

The Master of Charity looked at the couple and spoke slowly.

"My name is Lu Dong. I am from Yuncheng at 12 noon on June 6, 1990."

"Master, my wife is not in a good condition. You can't call her by her name casually. I'll write her two horoscopes for you."

The man revealed his personal information without hesitation, and then gave the charity master a pen and paper.

After getting the two people's horoscope information, Master Charity suddenly looked thoughtful, as if he was calculating something.

After a moment, a trace of disappointment flashed in the master's eyes, and then he crumpled the note into a ball and threw it on the ground.

Then, the master closed his eyes slightly, and his thumb kept beating at several joints.

"Lu Dong..."

"Your daughter is... right now in Nancheng!"

"What? Master, is my daughter in Nancheng?"

Lu Dong's eyes immediately reflected, and he was so excited that he couldn't express his excitement: "Master, how is she doing now? Can you tell me where she is in Nancheng?"

"Wait a minute, Pindao will do the math for you again."

The master repeated the action just now, but suddenly frowned:

"Hiss...this specific location is not easy to calculate..."

"Don't worry, the poor fortune tellers never charge anything. If I put more effort, I will definitely be able to figure it out."

After hearing the master's words, Lu Dong instantly understood what the other party meant, and immediately took out his mobile phone to scan the QR code:

"Master, I'll give you two thousand yuan first. I'll treat it as payment for your hard work. I can't let you work in vain."

"Hey~ This is not about money. Don't force me to give you anything!"

After a few symbolic pushbacks, the master was forced to accept the two thousand hexagram gold.

"That's all, since you paid the fortune, I have to calculate everything for you accurately!"

Seeing this scene, netizens in the live broadcast room laughed through the screen.

[Wocao, this routine is so awesome! 】

[It’s not the technique that defeats Mr. Zhang, but the routine! 】

[They all charge money, but you see how nice they say it is, free? Just wait until halfway and then collect the money. 】

[Sanctimonious and a pure villain, I still like Student Zhang’s frankness. 】

[The mentality is being manipulated. Student Zhang, please learn from Brother Gun. 】

【……】

The barrage scrolls quickly.

While netizens were talking about it, the charity master had already completed the divination and was preparing to inform the couple of the exact location.

"I see... Pindao has figured it out. If nothing else happens, your daughter should be here now..."

"What the hell."

At this moment, Zhang Fan, who had been silent for a moment, suddenly spoke.

A curse word immediately attracted the attention of everyone around him.

"Boy, who are you? Master fortune telling, is it your turn to speak?"

"Hey, isn't this the guy who often sets up a stall opposite?"

"We are all young people. Learn more from Zhang Fan and see how people tell fortunes through live broadcasts."

The onlookers were somewhat unhappy and complained, but Zhang Fan seemed not to hear them. He turned to look at the couple and loudly said:

"There is no need to look for her anymore. Your daughter has been dead for three years."

As soon as Zhang Fan said this, everyone present looked surprised.

The child is just lost, not cold.

The master is about to tell you the address. You will die three years after you come up?

Colleagues shouldn’t do this to interfere with business, this is really too poisonous!

"Little brat, keep your mouth clean!"

"Be polite when you go out!"

"Are you jealous that the master has better business than you?"

"If you keep doing this, I'm going to get started."

Although Xiao Ma was a little embarrassed by the disdainful looks cast by the people around him, he actually believed in Zhang Fan in his heart.

After all, last night, Zhang Fan only spent more than half an hour to help find the family members of more than a dozen victims. Many of them were confirmed by phone calls. Among them, the eldest sister's mother died of illness, and she was also touched by Zhang Fan's words. Right.

The couple looking for a bride were also staring at Zhang Fan with resentful expressions, and Lu Dong's wife even had a murderous look in her eyes.

Lu Dong: "Young man, I know you are jealous among your colleagues, but I voluntarily gave this hexagram gold to the master. I advise you not to cause trouble and keep some moral integrity for yourself, otherwise I will call the police."

"Call the police, do you dare?"

Zhang Fan looked at him coldly and asked, "Are you worthy of mentioning the word virtue with me?"

"Three years ago, your wife gave birth to a daughter. Just because she was not a boy, you ran out to fool around the next day. Just after she was born, you secretly threw your daughter on the side of the road. Is this what a human being can do?"

"You didn't even go to the police station after your daughter disappeared. How dare you say that you searched for her for three years?"

"If it weren't for the demolition of your wife's house, would you be able to come out and tell this fortune?"

"You...what nonsense are you talking about!"

Lu Dong was stunned for a moment, and his face suddenly became stiff. "Master, tell me where my daughter is. I don't want to deal with this lunatic now."

"That night, your daughter was hit by a car and died. The driver took the initiative to handle everything. The police have been looking for you for two years and still haven't found you. Are you worried now?"

"Beast, you are too late!"

"Are you...are you sick? A madman, you are simply a madman!"

Lu Dong suddenly became irritable and shouted:

"Nonsense, pure nonsense, I have no idea what you are talking about!"

"My daughter is just missing, not dead. Even if there is an accident, she will die or die!"

"Ah."

Zhang Fan sneered and said: "Don't think about corpses and people, but this soul is following you every day, so you can take care of yourself."

After Zhang Fan finished speaking, Lu Dong's wife slowly turned around and focused her eyes on Lu Dong, still with a murderous look in her eyes.

"You lied to me?"

The woman smiled strangely and scratched Lu Dong's face with one claw. Three white marks suddenly appeared, and soon blood flowed out.

"Honey, don't listen to his nonsense. There is nothing wrong with it."

Lu Dong ignored the pain on his face and quickly waved his hand to explain.

However, the woman who was originally mentally disturbed was so stimulated that she seemed to be possessed by a demon and couldn't listen to a word.

"Honey, the master has already calculated it for us. Right now, right now we can... ah!"

Before Lu Dong could finish speaking, the woman inserted her finger directly into his left eye.

"Ah~uh..."

Painful wails sounded, and blood flowed across Lu Dong's face.

However, his wife seemed not to let him go.

When she took her hand out of her backpack, the woman had a kitchen knife in her hand.

She often fantasizes about being able to cook a meal of ribs for her daughter with her own hands, and she would sharpen the knife every day when she wakes up.

"Wife..."

When the ferocious Lu Dong saw this scene, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Seeing that his wife was about to attack him, Lu Dong ran away regardless of his eye injury.

The onlookers were also stunned by this scene and could not even speak, let alone stop them.

In the live broadcast room, netizens were shocked when they saw this scene.

[Looking at this reaction, what classmate Zhang said is probably true! 】

[Wocao, I know my brother Fan won’t talk nonsense! 】

[Damn, this man is so inhuman, no matter whether he is a boy or a girl, he is his own flesh and blood, how can he be secretly lost on the road? 】

【What age are you in, and there are still people who favor boys over girls? 】

[He deserves it, chop him to death! Cut off the dog's head! 】

[Both of these two people are not normal. Who in the right mind carries a kitchen knife in their bag when they go out! 】

[Yes, she is mentally ill, so she won’t be sentenced to more than a few years if she hacks him to death! 】

[Speaking to the person in charge, are you really going to be hacked to death and put in jail? 】

[So...since the girl is no longer here, how did the fortune teller calculate it? 】

[Do you still need to ask? Damn it! Do you think Brother Fan would say nonsense just to attack his peers? 】

【……】

After being surprised, netizens denounced Lu Dong.

In the live broadcast, most of the onlookers around Zhang Fan had been scared away.

Most of the remaining few are serious parents who are eager to find their children. Let alone buttonholes, even if their heads are cut off on the spot, they will not give up the hope in front of them.

Some of them used to despise Zhang Fan, but now they all shut up.

At this time, a man recognized Zhang Fan as the master he had traveled thousands of miles to find, and he quickly said:

"Classmate Zhang Fan, I watched your live broadcast and I didn't recognize him just now. Please help me read it. My son has been missing for more than two years. It should be easier to find him!"

"You don't have to look for it."

Zhang Fan responded calmly, and the people around him subconsciously took two steps back and looked at the man with defensive eyes.

"Classmate Zhang...you...what do you mean? I treat my son as my ancestor, and I can't do such a thing!" The man quickly explained, for fear that the wife next to him would also take out a knife.

"How old is your son?" Zhang Fan asked.

"I'm fifteen this year." The man said without thinking.

"Can a fifteen-year-old child get lost?"

Zhang Fan asked back and continued: "He is called running away from home, not missing."

"Your son is already earning a million a year. When his savings exceed ten million, he will naturally come home and slap you in the face. Even if you find him now, he will not go home with you."

"Earn...a million a year?"

Hearing this, the man suddenly froze on the spot, unable to believe his ears.

Zhang Fan was right, his son did run away from home out of anger.

That day, my son stole the bankbook at home, bought a lot of skins in the game, and said he wanted to make a studio.

The savings of more than ten years, a total of 300,000 yuan, have all been lost to this kid. Can you not be angry?

The couple hung their son up and beat him for three days and nights!

So disappointing!

Then, my son ran away...

Unexpectedly... I am now earning one million per year?

How can you make so much money from just a game skin?

"Classmate Zhang Fan, are you...sure you didn't lie to me?"

"Do you think who paid you the water, electricity, heating, fuel, property, and parking fees for your old van in the past two years? Are you willing to pay property fees for ten years at a time?"

"hiss……"

The man rolled his eyes, almost thinking that his stealing of electricity and water had been exposed.

As for property fees, who is willing to take the initiative to pay this money?

As long as the property manager doesn't press him, he won't be able to take the initiative to pay a dime.

No wonder the real estate agent cleans the door of his house three times a day, thinking it is a hint to pay the property fee...

It turns out... this is a one-time payment of ten years of property fees!

"Knock on me, my son is so awesome!"

When he came back to his senses, the man suddenly looked excited, as if he had just won the first prize in the double color ball. He took out the money and stuffed it into Zhang Fan's hand regardless of whether Zhang Fan's calculation was accurate.

"Classmate Zhang Fan, you are really a master of calculation. Thank you very much. I will go to my leader for a duel first. You are busy!"

After paying the money, the man grabbed his wife, and the two of them left Qingyang Street jumping up and down.

In the live broadcast room, netizens were very sympathetic to the couple's experience.

[It’s so pitiful, I won’t be able to work for the rest of my life! 】

[It’s shameful. They don’t make more than half of what your son does. Unlike my son, who is almost thirty and asked me yesterday if he could open the milk. You will never experience this kind of respect for your parents in your life. 】

[\Crying hard, laughing so hard, you don’t have to pay the water and electricity bills, you don’t even know there’s a power leak! 】

["My son ran away from home and I became a multi-millionaire?" 》】

[I made a million a year at the age of fifteen. I watched Teletubbies at the age of fifteen. Who is better? 】

[It’s time for this unlucky rebellious son of mine to go out and practice. 】

【……】

In the live broadcast screen.

The parents around Zhang Fan were all looking forward to it, eager to make Zhang Fan count.

A woman spoke first: "Master, please show me quickly. My son is about the same age as his son."

"you?"

Zhang Fan glanced at her, with a hint of sympathy in his complicated eyes.