Chapter 163

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Yang Zimei has been living in the mountains for many years. However, Yang Hong seldom goes back to the village and does not know Yang Zimei.

Although he had long heard that the master was a little girl, he still couldn't accept it with his own eyes. However, he didn't believe that the little girl, who was only 15 years old, would be a master.

"You are master Yang?" He asked with great suspicion.

Yang Zimei's lips cocked up a touch of irony, no hum.

Yang Hong, relying on his son, has a promising future. His temper and style are bigger than others. Although his son is in a terrible situation now, he still has two sons who are □. He is respected as a Grandmaster after his predecessors. How can he stand the scorn of a little girl like Yang Zimei?

"Do you know who I am?" He put on a face and questioned Yang Zimei.

"Yes." Yang Zi Mei light way, "also know why you come."

"In this case, help me to calculate whether my son Yang Dejie can survive this time." Yang Hongyu took the command way from the top.

"The divination gold is 30 million." Yang Zimei's cold way.

"30 million? You might as well rob it Yang Hong didn't trust her very much, so when he heard her open the divination gold price, he jumped up immediately.

Yang Zimei laughed. "The business is voluntary. If you can't afford this divination gold, please don't hinder the next guest."

"It's ridiculous to pretend to be a master at a young age to cheat money and harm the people in society." "I'll send you to the police station now!" Yang Hong denounced

"Hehe --"

Yang Zimei chuckled, "if you want to say that it is harmful to the society and the people, how can I be as good as you all?"

Yang Hong heard what she said, blowing his beard, pedaling his nose and poking his crutches, "wanton! Little girl, how dare you speak so wildly

"I'm crazy, so what? However, it is better than that some people are doomed to die of their children, ha ha! "

Yang Zimei laughs. She can see from Yang Hong's face that his evening scene is desolate. One of his sons, who used to be so lucky and imperious, will be imprisoned. As for the grandson, none of them will die early.

It's none of her business, it's just their karma!

Yang Hong listened, naturally angry, raised the crutch to hit her.

As soon as Yang Zimei stretched out his finger, he clamped the crutch and squeezed it. Suddenly, the crutch broke into two pieces -

Yang Hong looked at his crutch in surprise.

It's made of hard rosewood. Now it looks like rotten wood. It's just broken by her two fingers. Who is this?

Yang Zimei let go of his fingers and walked out of the reception room.

At this time, there were children crying outside the door, crying out of breath, very sad.

A voice begged, "Mr. Song, I heard that master Yang here is very powerful. Can you let her help me to look at this child. The child has been crying like this for several days, and the crying gas is almost broken. The doctor has no way. Please ask Master yang to help me look at the child, OK?"

Song Xuan was embarrassed and saw Yang Zimei come out. He quickly explained the situation to her.

Yang Zimei looked at the child, who was still wrapped in a small sheet. He was only about one year old. He had a dark face, a collapsed forehead, listless eyes, and a cloud of evil spirits.

This Yin evil spirit is not very heavy, but for children with weak resistance, it is enough to kill.

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