Chapter 622

This night, for South Vietnam, was just a night with a dream, and the dream was still sweet.

But for the Dragon Master downstairs, it's too long.

So that when he woke up in the morning, he began to pack up and left the hotel in a hurry.

When I got on the bus, I edited a text message and sent it to Wu Xiaodie.

Then he returned the half of the deposit to her.

Wu Xiaodie is old and gets up very early in the morning. This will see his text messages and bank receipt information for the first time.

After seeing the correct number of eyes, she frowned and dialed master long directly.

After master long hung up, she continued to fight until he finally picked up.

"Mr. long, what's going on?" Wu Xiaodie is very angry and calm, but the change of address and tone has shown her mood.

"Ms. Wu," master long said in a low voice, "to tell you the truth, I'm just a Feng Shui watcher, because I'll take your job if I can go to hell occasionally."

He raised the little ghost because the ghost is very sensitive to the aura of nature.

Although there were two magic tools around him, he didn't know whether they had any effect before. After last night, he found that he and the magic tools were too weak.

He couldn't see through the role of South Vietnam. He thought of the two words she said to him again. He didn't know everything last night. It was his retribution!

Human nature is very good at seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. He is particularly powerful in this regard. He has never missed it in recent years.

Therefore, the first reaction is that if you don't make any money, you should run away and protect your life.

Wu Xiaodie sneered, "you'd better tell the truth. How much did she give you in South Vietnam? I can give you several times, even ten times. "

"No," said master long. Seeing that she didn't believe herself, she was a little anxious and couldn't care to lower her voice. "I'm serious. Now there are ghosts pestering me, and I'm still a powerful one! If I stay, my life will stay here! "

Because he was on the high-speed railway, the passengers around him heard him clearly and looked at him with a strange look.

Seeing that the stewards on the bus were looking this way, master long raised his collar, blocked half his face, lowered his body and whispered.

"Ms. Wu, I don't know if that South Vietnam is a ghost, but she must be more terrible than any fierce ghost! I advise you not to provoke her, lest you eat the consequences! "

With that, master long immediately hung up the phone and then simply turned off the machine, intending to avoid it completely.

Listening to the busy sound in her ear, Wu Xiaodie listened to the recording again with cold and calm eyes.

Hearing the sentence "I don't know if South Vietnam is a ghost", Jiao's face was distorted for a moment. The next moment, she angrily threw away her mobile phone: "waste!"

She had wanted to talk to him about something useful, but in the end, he only said such a specious thing.

Even if the recording is released, others will not believe it. They will think that the person who plays the recording has ulterior motives and is even suspected of superstition.

It's a fool's job to make such a recording traceless and untraceable.

Wu Xiaodie's angry scolding woke up Ni Jiaming who was still sleeping.

She was too frightened yesterday. She thought she would be unable to sleep. As a result, she was sleepy before 10 o'clock. She didn't have time to brush the bad comments on "flying butterflies put out the fire" on the Internet.

This will wake up, I feel a little heavy, my voice is a little dumb: "Mom, what's the matter?"