I'm in Horror World, Taoism Exorcism

Laura took it.

Just after a few glances, his face changed: "$100,000? Mr. Chen Feng, isn't your rhyme fee $50,000?"

"That was nearly two months ago, and now the price has risen." Chen Feng explained.

"Fart." The man snorted and stood up: "How can the price increase directly by half. I think you just want to extort.

Chen Feng's face sank.

He could see that this man was just incompetent.

Bad temper, irritable character, and lack of quality, uneducated, are not the same thing at all.

Chen Feng said lightly: "If you think it's expensive, you can find someone else, but I didn't force you to invite me.

Laura quickly pulled her husband again.

"Sorry, Mr. Chen Feng." Lola said: "We got the news that your hook fee is $50,000.

"Six Five Three" Now, with your $100,000, we don't have enough money.

WET..."

Before the woman could finish speaking, the man interrupted her and said, "I told him that a businessman like him who only sees interests, how could he have real skills.

Even if we give him the money, he will not be able to get our daughter back. "

As the man said, he was about to pull the woman away.

The woman pulled him away: "Let go of me, Bob."

She walked up to Chen Feng again: "Mr. Chen Feng, we only have 50,000 US dollars, can we pay in installments for the rest?

Chen Feng shook his head: "It's a pity ma'am, I don't accept installment payments here.

"Look at what I'm saying, Laura, he has interests in his eyes, so he won't have any real skills."

The man came over and pulled the woman away again.

The woman shook his hand: "Mr. Chen Feng, please help us.

Chen Feng refused calmly: "I have no obligation to help you.

"Stop begging him, a cold-blooded man like him won't help us. Get out of here and we might save that $50,000.

We should continue to wait for news from the police.

The man finally pulled the woman away, but still kept swearing.

Chen Feng smiled slightly and didn't take it to heart.

Anyway, it wasn't him who lost his daughter.

Worryingly, it's not him either.

What Chen Feng said was also in his heart.

He has no obligation to help anyone.

If you don't have money, you'll be embarrassed and leave.

He is not charitable.

However, if you are pleasing to the eye and you think you are a good person, that is another matter.

Perhaps, free diligence is not a problem.

Soon, the couple walked away without a sound.

Chen Feng actually had some regrets.

He also wanted to see if it was a jigsaw.

If so, would like to have a face-to-face with the jigsaw.

He doesn't hate jigsaws.

Even if the jigsaw is really found, it will not do anything to him, and at most will only have a chat with him.

"Right, even if I don't save Katie, I can talk to Jigsaw.

Thinking of this, he couldn't wait.

He went to the storage room, took out the crystal ball, and started divination.

Just following, Lola showed him Katie's picture.

So, it's time to account for Katie's whereabouts.

Soon, the crystal ball in his hand once again emitted a faint blue light.

After a while, Chen Feng opened his eyes with excitement in his eyes.

He saw it.

And, he was sure, it was the jigsaw.

Katie is just an ordinary person, and Jigsaw is just an ordinary person.

Therefore, when he used divination, he got much more news than when he divination the two cultists last time.

"Hey, I didn't feel too hard.

After the last divination, Chen Feng's head was dizzy and he almost couldn't hold it anymore.

But now, after the divination, he just felt a little tired, as if he had been hot all night, and there was not much discomfort.

After being promoted to the seventh-grade teacher, all aspects have improved.

Using divination once is not too much of a burden.

In a moment!

Chen Feng locked the door and left Hollywood Boulevard.

more than an hour later.

In an abandoned underground warehouse, some men and women are screaming in various ways.

Their cry, or because of fear, or because of pain, or because of regret...

They are experiencing terror that they have never experienced in their entire life.

They are struggling between life and death.

In a dark room in the warehouse, there is a virtual monitoring device.

Everyone, carefully zoomed in, appeared on those devices.

Behind those monitoring devices, sat a pale old man with a gloomy temperament like a ghost.

This man is the famous jigsaw.

Because of his cancer, he hated those who did not cherish their lives.

So, he thought of a way.

Design a complete set of horror machines and cruel games to let those who do not cherish their own lives struggle between life and death.

Help them realize how precious life is.

Of course, this is old Jigsaw's own idea.

Jigsaw looked at the men and women on the monitor, watching them struggle, bleed, and die.

His expression was always calm, like a pool of stagnant water.

It seems that all kinds of these people are not worth letting him do any reaction.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear: "Hello, Mr. Jigsaw."

Jigsaw's always calm expression changed drastically in an instant.

He turned the wheelchair and saw a young Asian man sitting on a chair, smiling at himself.

The hair on Jigsaw's whole body stood up, and he felt a chill on his body.

He actually didn't know how this person got in, and how he walked to his 4.4 silently.

If this person wanted to, he could kill himself at least ten times.

But soon, he regained his composure.

He was someone who was about to die anyway.

Die a little earlier, die a little later, how many district police are there?

He looked at the young Asian in front of him and asked calmly, "Who are you?"

Chen Feng's eyes showed a hint of admiration: "As expected of a jigsaw, this courage did not disappoint me."

"Who the hell are you?" Jigsaw asked again: "Also, why do you call me Jigsaw?

Chen Feng was startled.

Aren't you just a jigsaw?

shouting, he remembered.

Jigsaw, just a nickname given to him by domestic audiences.

He was used to it, and he didn't change it for a while.

Besides, he doesn't even know what this guy's name is,