Villain: When You Meet The Protagonist, Your Backhand Super Doubles

Wang Fan was still immersed in the joy of the opening of the first order, but the sudden question made him startled.

I will have a bloodbath myself?

impossible.

Absolutely impossible.

It's not that Wang Fan didn't do the calculations for himself, he will definitely make a bill today.

But Wang Fan had a thought, and involuntarily made another fortune for himself.

In the next second, cold sweat suddenly broke out on Wang Fan's forehead, and he looked at the person in front of him in horror.

what's the situation?

Not only would he suffer from a disaster of blood and light, but he might also be a disaster of life and death. ,

The hexagram suddenly changed from a good omen to a bad omen, the change was too sudden, and there was no slightest precaution.

This also shows that although the hexagrams are accurate, they will change in real time and are not static.

The result of his calculation is that one thought of life and one thought of death is a great disaster.

So life and death are all in one's own thoughts?

"Ah, this..."

Wang Fan showed panic, he wanted to run away, but the hexagrams couldn't be solved by running away.

Once I run away, I'm likely to die in one thought.

He just got the golden finger, and he doesn't want to die yet.

"Have you figured out anything? Master fortune teller."

Looking at Wang Fan's expression, Zhao Yunhai joked.

But in Wang Fan's view, the other party's smile seemed to say, you can't escape.

No, I have to be calm and calm, this person in front of me can't be messed with, first follow the other person's wishes, and then think of other ways to get out.

He didn't want to die, so Wang Fan had a thought, and suddenly kept calm and gave a very far-fetched smile.

"It's figured out, your lord is very capable."

"Let's go, I'll take you to dinner along the way."

Zhao Yunhai suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Wang Fan's shoulder.

The other party patted lightly, and Wang Fan only felt his legs go limp.

Wang Fan swears to God that he is definitely not because he is afraid, but because the other party is really strong.

Seeing Wang Fan being kidnapped and taken away by this group of people, the faces of the old men who set up the stalls turned into joy.

They just said, how could such a good thing happen.

Most likely this kid has offended the nobleman, and now this kid is going to suffer.

"Hey, there is actually a little monk."

After Wang Fan was released, he twisted his neck, and suddenly saw that there was a small bald head among the group of people.

"Amitabha."

The little monk Wuchen gave Wang Fan a friendly smile.

Zhao Yunhai glanced at Wang Fan, this guy's fortune-telling skills are still useful to him.

This kind of protagonist can be used as one, as for how to subdue the other party, it all depends on the other party's good fortune.

"In ancient times, those fortune tellers often stayed away from the rich and powerful, and wandered between rivers and lakes. Do you know why?"

Zhao Yunhai suddenly looked at Wang Fan and asked.

Where did Wang Fan know, and he was puzzled, "Why?"

Zhao Yunhai said lightly: "Because they are afraid of death, once the secrets related to the powerful and powerful are figured out, they have only one end."

Wang Fan seemed to have guessed something, swallowed, cold sweat broke out on his back, and asked with a forceful smile, "What's the end?"

"Of course the dead can keep the secret."

Zhao Lesheng suddenly gloated beside Wang Fan.

"However, you kid is actually able to figure out that Brother Yunhai has a bloody disaster, it's quite a skill."

Zhao Lesheng looked at him very curiously.

"Small things, small things, not worth mentioning."

Wang Fan may have been slightly self-satisfied and humble before, but now he really wants to keep a low profile.

He couldn't help but smile wryly in his heart, he was in a big trouble.

This nobleman's background was profound, and he just wanted to make a living.

Generally, the life of the protagonist is miserable, especially for an ordinary person like Wang Fan. To get this kind of golden finger, he naturally wants to make some money by doing fortune telling.

Money is really important in this world, without money it is impossible to move an inch.

Even the protagonist's first thought of getting the golden finger is to make money, let alone all living beings who don't have the golden finger.

"This is not a small skill, I think you are a real skill."

A clan elder suddenly walked up to Wang Fan from behind, looked at him and said with deep meaning.

"From your eyes, the old man can tell that you seem to know our identities."

"And to be favored by my Xiaohai, it has been confirmed that you are truly capable."

"You will be brilliant in the future, and it is just around the corner."

"Don't worry, my Zhao family has no doubts about employing people, and I have never demolished bridges. It's just an act of lack of self-confidence."

Wang Fan smiled as if he was dealing with it and didn't answer, he was suffering from a headache now, what should he do, he was very flustered.

Zhao Yunhai secretly laughed in his heart, and couldn't help but look at the scene behind him, secretly thinking that it was true.

They didn't go far, and Zhao Yunhai could clearly see a couple and a woman who was suspected to be the anchor came to the place where the fortune-telling had just been done.

If he hadn't taken Wang Fan away, then Wang Fan would have entered the protagonist's specific rhythm, and since then doubts have exploded all over the Internet.

Perhaps this is the trajectory of fate. Once the fate line is moved by someone, the fate of a person will be easily changed.

Some truths and taboos about fortune-telling flashed through Zhao Yunhai's mind.

"If you can't enter, you will die."

When Zhao Yunhai came to a more down-to-earth hot pot restaurant for dinner, Wang Fan refused to go in.

"Amitabha, did the donor count for something?"

The little monk Wuchen asked softly in Wang Fan's ear.

The little monk's words of Amitabha made Wang Fan calm down instantly, and he said to Zhao Yunhai seriously.

"Go in and something will happen."

"You also know that our fortune tellers will never make fun of our own lives."

His arms couldn't hold his thighs, Wang Fan knew that if he didn't explain clearly, he might be taken in by force.

He doesn't want to die yet.

He is still young.

He doesn't have a girlfriend yet. (￢_￢)

"We can't watch innocent people have accidents, we must remind them."

Wang Fan said anxiously to the little monk.

Now it's time for dinner, and there are a lot of guests eating hot pot inside. If something happens, casualties are inevitable.

"boss."

The little monk Wuchen has a natural Buddha heart, and he doesn't want to see innocent people suffer innocent disasters in front of him.

"As long as I don't go in, none of this will happen."

Zhao Yunhai sneered, "Ah Da, find him."

"As ordered."

Ah Tianran wouldn't do it himself, after all, Si Jinyan was still in the dark, and his duty was to stay by Yun Shao's side.

Meanwhile, Si Jinyan, who was in the dark, was dealing with a sniper who was hiding on the roof of a building and was about to attack.

This is after the explosion, if Zhao Yunhai is not dead, then use this sniper to kill him with one shot.

This radical and obvious method will definitely be held accountable by Mr. Zhao afterwards.

But these thousand-handed figures can't care so much anymore.

As long as Zhao Yunhai is killed, the Zhao family will be the head of the direct family line, and there will be no successors for at least 20 years.