C332 blood disaster

"Zhao Qiang, how long have you been with Lan Yuyan?"

Zhao Qiang did not expect Zhang Rubing to ask such a question so suddenly. He stopped and looked at Zhang Rubing strangely: "Officer Zhang, honestly speaking, have you fallen for me?"

Ah!

Zhang Rubing cried out in shock, her face red as she stared at Zhao Qiang, and said angrily: "You think too much, who likes you? I'm just a little curious about that. "

"Is that so? You would be interested in this kind of question, and I don't believe that this is not your usual style. " Zhao Qiang continued to joke.

"Whether you want to believe it or not is your business. If I say no, then no. If you say no, then I won't care about you anymore." Zhang Rubing rolled his eyes at Zhao Qiang and walked forward with his face flushed.

Zhao Qiang followed with a smile. He felt that flirting with the infamous policewoman was an extremely interesting thing to do. He wondered what kind of reaction Zhao Qiang would make if he let the criminals know.

The two of them chatted and laughed until they finally arrived at the famous Immortal's Street in Jingzhou. It was very lively at night, with stalls selling all sorts of small items, but of course, most of them were fortune-tellers. Many of the 'superstitious' people were frequent customers here.

While walking, Zhang Rubing suddenly stopped in his tracks, looked at Zhao Qiang and asked: "Zhao Qiang, do you believe in fate?"

Zhao Qiang was slightly surprised. Then, he asked with a smirk, "Do you believe it?"

Zhang Rubing did not expect Zhao Qiang to return the question to him. He rolled his eyes and took a deep breath: "I believe you."

He felt that there was something wrong with it. He casually pointed to an old man who was holding a stall and was calculating his fate, and said: "If you believe in fate, then find that master to calculate it. I'll see if he can calculate it correctly, and if he allows me to, I'll also calculate it once, haha!"

Zhang Rubing knew that Zhao Qiang was purposely 'testing' her. Naturally, she would not lower her head in front of Zhao Qiang, and with a grunt, she calculated who was afraid of who. Then, she quickly walked towards the white-haired, immortal-looking old man.

Zhao Qiang followed with a smile.

The old man saw Zhang Rubing had sat down and squinted his eyes to size him up. He asked slowly: "Miss, do I have to look at your hand or your face?"

Zhang Rubing thought for a while, then extended his hand: "Let's look at the palm!"

The old man glanced at Zhao Qiang, who was standing at the side, and nodded. He extended his hand out and grabbed Zhang Rubing's hand, carefully and elegantly.

Zhang Rubing was a little bit nervous. She remembered that the last time she looked at it was two years ago.

A few minutes later.

The old man retracted his hand, closed his eyes and muttered to himself for a moment, then suddenly opened them, looked at Zhang Rubing and said: "Miss, the old man is not trying to scare you off.

Zhang Rubing's heart thumped loudly. His expression changed greatly as he asked anxiously, "Master, is there any way to resolve this?"

Seeing this scene, Zhao Qiang laughed coldly. In his opinion, the old man was just a liar, first he threatened Zhang Rubing, and then he said that he would use a method to defuse the situation and gain benefits from Zhang Rubing. He never thought that Zhang Rubing would fall into such a trap.

The old man took a sip of tea and said with a laugh, "Lady need not worry, with the help of a benefactor, you will be able to resolve the danger."

After Zhang Rubing heard this, he could not help but glance at Zhao Qiang. Was the person the old man was referring to Zhao Qiang? What kind of bloody disaster would befall him? All sorts of questions surrounded Zhang Rubing.

Zhao Qiang was a little surprised, but he still thought that the old man was a liar. Everything was just a plan now, and the purpose was to let Zhang Rubing fall for it step by step, so that he could obtain even greater benefits from her.

"Miss, do you have anything else you would like to ask?"

Hearing this question, Zhang Rubing suddenly thought of something, his face flushed red, he hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "Master, I want to ask when my chosen one will appear?"

Zhao Qiang did not expect Zhang Rubing to ask such a question and could not help but laugh. Even a fierce woman like Zhang Rubing was looking forward to the arrival of love, let alone others.

The old man seemed to be purposely keeping people in suspense, leisurely sipping his tea. Just as Zhang Rubing was about to ask again, he suddenly said mysteriously: "Miss, you're a mystery man! Your chosen one has already appeared, and is just around the corner. "

Zhang Rubing almost cried out in surprise. The old man said that she was suffering from a blood disaster, but in the end, he said that with the help of a noble person, she was able to escape danger, and now he said that her true successor had already appeared, and was so close to the horizon. Everything was pointed at Zhao Qiang, and his heartbeat grew faster and faster as he thought, a feeling that he had never felt before spread through his entire body.

How could he not understand the meaning behind the old man's words? He was a little suspicious now, the old man had never mentioned about the money to Zhang Rubing from the beginning.

Zhang Rubing took a deep breath, he forcefully suppressed the throbbing in his heart, then looked at the old man and asked: "Master, may I ask, how much is the corresponding gold?"

The old man grinned. "I'll just wait and see how much you think it's worth."

After Zhang Rubing heard this, he felt that the old man was even more unfathomable. He took out his wallet and took out all of his money, then respectfully handed it over to the old man: "Master, this is gold, please keep it."

With that, Zhang Rubing stood up and said to Zhao Qiang: "It's getting late, let's go!"

Zhao Qiang didn't say anything as he walked forward and sat down. He looked at the old man and said, "Sir, please help me look at this too."

He had too many doubts in his heart. He wanted to test if this old man was a swindler or an expert.

The old man's eyes lit up and he said, "Little friend, you are different from this girl. Do you really want to tell your fortune?"

Zhao Qiang's expression changed slightly and he said firmly, "Yes."

The old man laughed strangely and asked, "Little friend, are you looking at each other or your palm? Or is it eight characters? "

"My friend looks at the palm. I look at the palm as well."

"Alright."

Zhao Qiang stretched out his hand.

The old man stared at Zhao Qiang's palm. One second, he was smiling, the next, he seemed to have seen the most terrifying thing in the world. He let out a scream, took a few steps back, and muttered, "Impossible, impossible …"

Zhang Rubing was dumbstruck. What was going on? When he showed her his palm, he looked like a celestial being. But now, he turned into this ghostly appearance when he was with Zhao Qiang? The difference was too huge!

Zhao Qiang's expression was strange. He stared at the old man and asked, "Sir, what's wrong?"

It was as if the old man had not heard him as he repeated, as if he was possessed, "Impossible, absolutely impossible, absolutely impossible …"