its 007: Half Immortal

"Wouldn't this boss relax? It's free."

Gong Ping walked into Lao Zhang and Lao Wang's room. Lao Zhang was still sleeping, and Lao Wang was looking at the football. He looked back at Gong Ping and said, "Is it free?"

"Yes." Gong Ping had an honest man's friendly smile on his face. You are a regular guest and have brought new guests. We have to express our gratitude anyway.

"All right." Lao Wang took off his clothes happily and lay down **. Boy, how is your craft?

"Just give it a try." Gong Ping smiled and tried his technique on Lao Wang. It has been almost three months since he started Chen Dachong. He has never eaten fat pork and has seen enough fat pigs running. In addition, he usually pays special attention to observing Chen Dachong's massage technique, so although it is far less than Chen Dachong's skill, it is also quite professional.

Lao Wang has tried Chen Dachong's technique. Of course, he thinks that Gong Ping is much more tender, but since it is free, he doesn't care so much. If he is uncomfortable, he will command Gong Ping to press wherever he is uncomfortable, and Gong Ping will work hard.

"Boss, you have a good physique." Miyahira praised each other while massaging. The other party obviously like this: "That's right, I think I could play five at a time!" A proud face.

"Boss, your face is a rich and noble face. Are you doing big business?" Gong Ping asked enviously.

"Building." Lao Wang moaned comfortably, "Can you look at it?"

"A little bit." Gong Ping smiled. Is the boss over there your friend or customer?

"All of them." Lao Wang said, "Are you really good at looking at it? Then take a good look for me. Can I make a fortune this year? With that, he turned over and sat up.

Gong Ping took a step back and stared at Boss Wang. In an instant, a complex and gray monster appeared behind Boss Wang. The monster has a wide back, always bent, head down, staring at the ground, with two strong arms and sickle-like claws.

A white hand pressed on the top of the monster's head, making its already drooping head lower.

"The murderous intention of the disabled little girl is a one-legged monster; Master Chen's murderous intention is a fat monster with huge palms. Perhaps, the shape of the monster is sometimes a symbol. And his luck is suppressing his bad luck, which should also be a symbol. Gong Ping thought to himself. He stared at the monster's claws for a long time, and an image gradually appeared in his mind. He mobilized all his wisdom to speculate and finally came to a conclusion.

"You are engaged in demolition, aren't you?" Gong Ping asked with a smile.

"You..." Boss Wang was stunned for a long time and patted his leg: "Little... young man, you are really amazing! Yes, I'm really doing the demolition work!"

"If there is nothing wrong, I'm working on the outskirts of the city this time."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Boss Wang sat up straight and said, "Young man, God!"

"It shouldn't be too smooth this time. There are some people who fight against you, so you used some special means, right?" Gong Ping continued to say according to his reasoning.

"This..." Boss Wang hesitated for a moment, and Gong Ping understood that it was not because he was wrong.

"If the murderous spirit is too heavy, I'm afraid there will be a disadvantage." Gong Ping smiled and added fuel to the fire. Boss Wang's face immediately changed and asked anxiously, "Young man, no... what's your name?"

"My surname is Gong."

"Master Gong, you see, I don't have any disaster, do I?"

"It's hard to say." Gong Ping shook his head and said, "You always thought you had cervical spondylosis, but how to check in the hospital? Your neck is fine, right?"

"That's right!" Boss Wang nodded repeatedly, "That's why I always come here, because Master Chen's method really works."

"Of course, the hospital can't check anything. I think there must be people who know ancient spells in the relocated households that you have offended. He got something to press on you. The massage can only be temporarily relieved, but it can't be eliminated. It's been a long time..."

"How's it going?" Boss Wang timidly touched the back of his neck, which was really a little scared.

"I'm afraid the bone will break. A little better, high paraplegia, a little worse..." Gong Ping sighed.

"Is there a way to solve it? Can it be broken?" Boss Wang jumped down and said, "Master Gong, you can say whatever you want. I'll give you as much as you want!"

His cry woke up his companion. Lao Zhang slowly raised his head and looked at the two people: "What's the matter?"

"I'll tell you later." Boss Wang answered casually, and then asked Gong Ping again. Gong Ping shook his head: "If the other party doesn't cast off the spell, no one can do anything."

"What spell?" Lao Zhang frowned. Boss Wang stamped his foot: "Lao Zhang, that's what happened..." Then he repeated what Gong Ping had just said.

Lao Zhang sat up straight, looked up at Gong Ping, and suddenly smiled sarcastically: "Young man, where did you learn this trick?"

"Do you think I'm a liar?" Gong Ping looked at Lao Zhang coldly.

"Lao Wang, do you often come here?" Lao Zhang ignored Gong Ping, but talked to Boss Wang: "For such a long time, everything about you has been tricked by him. Now you are fooled by using these words from your mouth. Are you stupid?"

"Mr. Zhang." Gong Ping looked at Lao Zhang with aggressive eyes and said, "I can prove that I'm not a liar."

"How to prove it?" Lao Zhang squined at Gong Ping.

"Do you really want to prove it?"

"Of course!"

"Good." Gong Ping said slowly, "I can't see how many years ago, but I know that you have done a very immoral thing in the past. There is an old saying that it is better to destroy ten temples than to demolish a marriage. I feel that that sentence should have something to do with this sentence.

Gong Ping knew that he was taking risks, but he had reason to believe his reasoning.

Sure enough, Lao Zhang's face suddenly changed. He looked at Gong Ping in a dazed way and didn't dare to say a word. Boss Wang looked at Lao Zhang in surprise and said after a long time, "Lao Zhang, did he also like him?" How's it going? Have you replied to the letter?"

Old Zhang Tie had a blue face and didn't say anything.

"Master Gong, tell me what to do?" Boss Wang became more and more anxious.

"It's very simple." Gong Ping smiled again, "Compensate, to compensate every household as much as possible - because we don't know who the person who casts the spell is at all, so you can only remove the spell if you satisfy all the people who have been cured by you by special means."

"This..." Boss Wang hesitated, "Master Gong, can't you help me resolve it? You can pay for as much as you want!"

"I can only do this." Gong Ping walked over and slowly grabbed the bad luck monster behind Boss Wang's neck. As soon as the bad luck left the body, Boss Wang's luck immediately let go of his hand. Gong Ping moved bad luck to Boss Wang's right shoulder, and then swept it out of his left hand with his right hand. Bad luck fell on Boss Wang's right shoulder and suddenly stabbed his claws into Boss Wang's shoulder. Boss Wang's luck immediately stretched out his hand again and pressed it on the head of bad luck.

The bad luck slowly pulled out its claws.

"What did you do?" Boss Wang rubbed his right shoulder, "Why do I think it's a little astringent here?"

"I can only let that thing move on you, but I can't get rid of it." Gong Ping said, "I just want you to know that there are really some terrible things on you, and I just let you temporarily get out of danger - in this case, the worst result is just a half-body failure, which will not be life-threatening. You can think about what to do. If you want a radical cure, just do as I said. I'll be here from 8:30 p.m. to 11:00 p.m., you know.

After saying that, he turned around and left. When he walked to the door, he turned around and looked at Lao Zhang: "Boss Zhang, you seem to..."

"What's wrong with me?" Lao Zhang also became nervous.

"I can't see through it clearly at present." Gong Ping said, "Next time Boss Wang comes, you can come together. Maybe at that time, I can see what's on you."

This made Lao Zhang's hair stand on end.

Gong Ping returned to Chen Dachong's lounge. Looking at Chen Dachong lying down in **, Gong Ping felt a little sad. What kind of suffering has such a lonely person all his life have experienced?

"Master Chen." He called him softly, and Chen Dachong slowly turned around and stared at him: "What are you doing back for? Don't come and disturb me!"

Gong Ping did not leave, but sat down and stared at the old man's powerful face for a long time.

"You are not a villain. Why do you always pretend to be so fierce?" Gong Ping said calmly, "I know you were very stimulated just now, and I also guessed why. But I have a request - don't do anything stupid. God is fair, and it will give you a fair one.

"Fair?" Chen Dachong snorted and turned his face. Aren't you just Gong Ping? It seems that God has really given me justice!"

"Can you tell me about you?" Gong Ping continued, "Maybe if you say it, you will feel better." Maybe I can also help you share the burden."

"Help me share the burden?" Chen Dachong turned over and sat up, "Can you share it? Have you ever tasted the feeling of losing everything? Do you know what it's like for a person to lose all hope and live alone? Do you know what it's like to see the people who hurt you live better than you?"

"That boss surnamed Zhang is that person, right?" Gong Ping sat motionless and quietly stared at Chen Dachong.

Chen Dachong's eyes widened and stared at Gong Ping fiercely. But his fierce eyes can't scare away young people. In front of young people, his murderous spirit has lost all its effect. He felt weak, so he sat down with his buttocks and tears dripped down.

"Mom!"

"I think I'm right, because I've almost been confirmed." Gong Ping continued, "The man surnamed Zhang took away your lover, your self-esteem and self-confidence, as well as your vision and hope for life and the future, right?"

"Get out!" Chen Dachong raised his head and said viciously.