Hand of doom

The prophecy of its 107: seven-day disaster

In the luxurious massage room, a fat man sat in the massage**, with a puzzled face, looking at the blind man opposite him. The blind man was calm, and the expression on his face always seemed to be so calm.

"You are in trouble. It's not difficult to die, but it may be more terrible than death." Gong Ping said slowly and forcefully.

"Master Ping, aren't you kidding me?" Duan Bai frowned, with a little unhappiness on his face.

"Don't worry." Gong Ping said slowly, "I know that ordinary people will react like Deputy Director Duan after hearing this. I put this here, because the disaster has not yet occurred, and the disaster will come to you seven days later. At that time, if you believe me, you can come back to me. However, it's better not to tell anyone about this matter, otherwise I'm afraid I can't help you.

"You mean you have a way to crack it?" Duan Bai frowned and asked.

"I have my own way then." Gong Ping said very confidently, which made Duan Bailai somewhat at a loss.

Duan Bailai left the massage room with a trace of doubt. I'm afraid anyone who hears that he is in trouble will not be happy. If the person who said this is not the masseuse who made him feel the comfortable feeling that he will never forget, he will have a seizure on the spot.

"The massage skills are really good, but it's a pity how to do these tricks?" Walking in the corridor, Duan Bailai couldn't help shaking his head.

This sentence was naturally heard by the luck that came out of the wall, and he couldn't help humming: "Pretling to be a ghost? Wait for you to feel bad in seven days!"

Not long after Duan Bai left, Deputy District Chief Liu hurried over. Gong Ping already knew that Deputy District Chief Liu's name was Liu Cheng, but this man's official position was relatively small, and it was impossible to help Gong Ping in the future. Moreover, if this "seven-day disaster" was used by these two unusual people at the same time, I'm afraid how much Some are suspicious. Therefore, although Gong Ping had already got Duan Bailai's bad luck on his arm during the massage, he did not use it for Liu Cheng.

"Master Ping, what did you say to Lao Duan?" Liu Cheng asked while receiving Gong Ping's massage.

"What's the matter?"

"When I saw him mention your massage skills, he couldn't help nodding and praising, saying that he must come to visit when he has time in the future." Liu Cheng frowned and said, "This was good, but in the end, he shook his head again, saying that your craftsmanship is unspeakable, that is... It's just strange and a little strange. What on earth did you say to him?

"It's nothing." Gong Ping smiled and said, "Let's cooperate well." After that, Liu Cheng had no choice but to tremble all over and finally sleep slowly.

After arranging for the two to have dinner and send them away, Luan Feng immediately trotted all the way to the upstairs and ran to Gongping's room. He was about to push the door and enter. Suddenly, he remembered that it was not polite to do so, so he stood up and slowly knocked on the door a few times. After getting Gong Ping's permission to enter, he pushed the door and walked in.

"Wonderful, it's really wonderful! I didn't expect that Deputy District Chief Liu was so capable to hire a senior official at the provincial level, and the best thing was that he was the deputy director of the Police Department! This is great. You should know that if we firmly grasp him as a backer, then He Shengmeng will not dare to mess with us casually. As soon as he entered the room, before Gong Ping could open his mouth, Luan Feng found the true nature of his words and said endlessly. I didn't expect that we had such high-level people just a few days after the opening. What a bright future! But what did you say to the fat man surnamed Duan? It made him shake his head and say that you are a little nagging and like to be mysterious? What's your idea? Tell me about it.

"If you don't talk so much, I'm afraid I've already told you." Gong Ping sighed. If Luan Feng opens his mouth, it is really difficult to get in unless he stops by himself.

"I won't talk too much. Tell me about it." Luan Feng sat on the chair next to the computer table and stared at Gong Ping, who was sitting in front of the computer table and playing with the computer browsing the web, looking forward to it.

"I gave him a spell." Gong Ping smiled and said, "After seven days, this spell will attack. At that time, he will have a disaster. If you want to crack it, you have to find me. I think after that tossing, he will be grateful to me for relieving his pain.

"Good boy, can you do this kind of thing?" Luan Feng's eyes widened, and he didn't blink for a long time. It was not until his eyes were sore and painful that he hurriedly blinked. To be honest, how many skills do you have hidden? Let me open my eyes. What kind of spell do you want? Can you change some money?"

"Less jokes." Gong Ping laughed and scolded, "It's a spell, but it's just a mysterious ability. By the way, have the Caotou gang been here in the past few days?

Seeing that Gong Ping changed the topic, Luan Feng immediately understood that this question touched the secret that Gong Ping could not be humane to the outside world. He was a clever person. Of course, he knew that everyone had some secrets that could not be told to anyone, so he did not ask any more questions, but followed Gong Ping's question to change the topic.

"They didn't come. It seems that they want to give us enough time to prepare."

"I met such a guest today, and I suddenly had a plan." Gong Ping said slowly.

"What are you going to do? Let's talk about it." Luan Feng immediately showed a curious look and turned his head over. Now I feel that as soon as you take action, something interesting must happen. No, it's not just fun, it's amazing, exciting and incredible things to happen. Come on, what's your idea this time? Are you going to use this fat man to deal with He Shengmeng? However, this doesn't seem to be easy. It is said that there are many connections with Shengmeng and many senior officials at the provincial and municipal levels. I'm afraid..."

Gong looked at him calmly and didn't mean to interrupt him at all. He said that he suddenly realized that he had deprived Gong Ping's right to speak again, so he smiled shyly and hurriedly closed his mouth.

"Is that all?" Gong Ping narrowed his eyes and asked. Luan Feng nodded hurriedly and covered his mouth with his hand.

"At that time, I thought that we might use him to deal with He Shengmeng. But as you said, He Shengmeng also has a lot to do with Shengmeng at the provincial and municipal levels. I'm not sure whether this Duan Bailai has anything to do with Shengmeng. So I want to touch their relationship from the matter of Caotou Gang. Gong Ping said slowly, "If he can help us, it shows that he has nothing to do with the Shengmeng, and we can try our best to win him in. Although it is impossible for him to help us to do anything with the Hemengmeng, when he conflicts with the low-level gangs of the Hemeng League in the future, he can become that we don't worry about being attacked by our opponents by illegal means. The guarantee. And if he is related to He Shengmeng..."

Speaking of this, Gong Ping's eyes, which were covered by two camouflaged dough, suddenly burst out a cold light. With the cold light that made Luan Feng shiver more or less, he said slowly, "Then just eliminate a powerful help from them first!"

"I didn't expect that your battle started just a few days after the opening." Luan Feng looked at Gong Ping and sighed. And the target of the first battle is such a big guy. To be honest, now I'm starting to feel that it's a wonderful and interesting thing to cooperate with you. I'm starting to get excited and a little unwilling to be a puppet manager.

"Sorry, you must continue to be this puppet manager." Gong Ping looked at Luan Feng and smiled faintly.

"I know." Luan Feng nomed, "You are the one who sings the leading role. I'm just a trap. Hey hey, I still know this. It's all up to you. Thank you for your hard work.

"Don't waste so much." Gong Ping smiled and reached out to punch him. Luan Feng dodged flexibly and made a grimace: "Yes!"

He casually glanced at the web page that Gong Ping was browsing and was slightly surprised: "Basics of art? What are you looking at?

"It's nothing." As Gong Ping said, he clicked on the web page and drew up a video teaching sketching techniques. It's just that I think I should master the ability to sketch, which will be very helpful for me to act in the future.

"I don't understand." Luan Feng frowned, followed Gong Ping for a while, and then shook his head: "I can't figure out what it has to do with these sketchy things. This thing is good for cultivating sentiment, but we don't seem to have so much time in the United States to cultivate sentiment now, right? Besides, with such advanced technology in modern society, everything is OK with a small digital camera. No, digital cameras are not used. Nowadays, mobile phones have so many functions. Just take photos directly with your mobile phone. How can you draw with your hands? Look at my mobile phone..."

As he talked, he took out his mobile phone and showed it to Gong Ping, but as soon as he reached halfway, before he opened his mouth to continue his long speech, he saw Gong Pingzheng looking at himself helplessly and couldn't help smiling: "You have deprived you of the right to speak again. Say, you say it."

"I admit that modern technology has given people a lot of convenience, but it's a pity that I can't use many of these conveniences." Gong Ping shook his head slightly and sighed, "Because there are some things that can't be taken with any camera or mobile phone in the world."

"What?" Luan Feng was stunned and then laughed again: "It's really mysterious. If it's a microbe, it really can't be photographed. However, if you get a microscope camera, you can also see it. It's not that you can't really shoot it, unless... unless it's a ghost."

"You're right, it's a ghost." Gong Ping looked at Luan Feng and nodded slowly.

"What...what?" Luan Feng was stunned for a long time before stammering, "You... are you kidding?"

"No." Gong Ping shook his head slowly and turned his eyes to the screen again.

"I vaguely understand." After a thoughtful silence for a long time, Yun suddenly said, "You want to draw the doom maker I changed after seeing the other party's doom, right? In this way, you can let others intuitively understand the person you are looking for..."

"I need this skill. Only it can help me show others what the camera can't capture and only I can see." Gong Ping answered the question of luck and Luan Feng's question at the same time.

Only one's own evolution is not real evolution, and it can't achieve the perfection of function. Only by combining the ability of life and luck can a certain ability play a 100% powerful role!

(Lao Li's daily process: get up at 5 o'clock and take the chapter written last night as the first update; leave at about 7 o'clock, drive his wife to the bus stop to take their pick-up bus; drive to the unit at about 7:30; officially go to work at 8 o'clock; eat after work at 11:30 and go to my father-in-law's house to chat and play with his son; 1 At about 2:20, I went to my grandparents' house to watch TV and chat with the elderly (my parents will also be there, so I even accompany my parents); at about 1:20, I drove to work and used some spare time in the afternoon to write a second update; at 4:30, I went to the bus stop to pick up my wife, then ate and played with my son; I got home at about 6 o'clock to pick up. Write about the update tomorrow morning.)