No one knows what I want to do, only I know.

What I want to do next is called "trick".

Most people's understanding of "tricking" comes from Hong Kong and Taiwan movies, and they think it is a prank way of behavior. One person makes bad things and uses unethical methods to mock the other person and is in a state of laughter and cry.

The real meaning of "trick" is much more terrifying than you know.

In fact, it is a way to apply a Gu. There is a Gu called "Yinfeng Gu". If a person who gets this Gu will feel colic when he encounters cold wind. This is the origin of "Playing Gu".

During the reign of Emperor Wu of Han, witchcraft was a disaster in the harem, and the most popular one was to stab the villain, which was also a kind of "trick".

There are detailed records of the category of "tricking" in "The Story of the Windmen", and "tie the villain" is the simplest and least harmful one. The specific method is to take any of the host's body hair, nails, saliva, or any of them, and apply or wrap it on the stack of villain's paper.

Why does Miao girl, who is best at creating poisons, wrap her long hair in a headscarf? She is afraid that she will lose her hair and will be picked up as a "trick".

Of course, whether it is a simple "slap villain" or the most vicious "ghost", this is an extremely harmful method. "Fengmen Magic" defines prank skills as a forbidden technique, and does not advocate learning this method.

In the past, whenever I thought of prank, my heart would feel scared. After all, this is a forbidden technique. I never thought that one day I would use it, but today I was really angry with this bastard. And if he didn't let him suffer a loss, this kid would kill innocent people sooner or later, just like a rich second generation who ran into a train to kill an outstanding college student in a certain city in the south.

He lost more than one million yuan in his life and had a seventy-digit "male pig's feet" who didn't even have to suffer a prison disaster. A life of Ruhua with a bright future, an elite student who is completely likely to make great achievements in the future, was killed by a scumbag and ruined everything. This is not only his personal loss, but also his family and even his country.

Money is indeed a good thing, but in the hands of people who are unkind, it also plays the role of "gold medal for avoiding death", so for such a pig-headed man who is catching up with the "seventy-digit male pig", he must be given the most severe punishment.

Of course, the effect of a little saliva can achieve is extremely limited. The most advanced "slaughter" must have the other party's birth date, rituals, and the method must be divided at midnight with the heaviest yin energy. These conditions are impossible to meet at the moment, so you can only click to stop.

But that's enough...

I wrapped the smoke paper stained with saliva on the paper man's left "arm" and gently pinched it twice...

The fat man, who was smoking with his left hand, shook his palm slightly and the cigarette fell to the ground.

He was a little surprised, pressed his shoulder and shook his left arm. He didn't feel any obstacles, so he lit a cigarette and started smoking.

I saw the traffic police get up and go to the case cabinet to get the materials. When I passed by the fat man, I raised the paper man's left hand and waved it hard...

The fat man had no idea what was going on at all, so he stood up and slapped the traffic police on the right face.

With a crisp "bang", the traffic policeman was left with no barrier and was beaten by the fat man with a "gyro-turn". Five clear fingerprints immediately appeared on his cheeks.

Everyone was stunned, including the families of the deceased on both sides, and even Shen Chong, and even the traffic police did not think of covering their mouths and staring at the fat man in amazement.

Before the fat man could explain, I had to confirm it, so I manipulated the traffic police again, but this time the traffic police were prepared and blocked the "left catching dragon" and took out the pepper spray from his waist. He pointed it at the fat man's face and sprayed wildly.

The fat man suddenly lost his ability to resist, screamed and covered his face and fell to the ground, rolling around, it was like being stabbed by someone. I felt so comfortable, just like a person who had been constipated for half a year suddenly got his stomach, and a person who had been broken for two months suddenly stroked a tube. I can't forget the feeling of thrill today.

The traffic police didn't care about the inside story there, and said to Shin Chong with great grievance: "Officer Shen, he attacked the police."

Shen Chong couldn't understand why the fat man suddenly became "hot", but this behavior must be an attack on the police. According to the current law, the sentence will be three years without causing any casualties.

No matter how hard the man struggled underground, he handcuffed the man into the police car. I lay on my seat and pretended to be asleep, but I couldn't control my saliva when I smiled, and it was so refreshing that I felt so refreshed.

After stabilizing his emotions, he entered the office. More than ten minutes later, the insurance company came to settle the claim. The traffic police sent a lot of resentment to him and scolded him harshly. Under high pressure, this guy could only pay me two at the highest standard.

In the evening, Liang Qixin and I sat at the barbecue stall to drink beer. He couldn't understand why the fat man slapped the traffic police in the face. I pretended to be confused and said, "Maybe it was a lunatic crime. Do you care about him? Such a person is locked in a cell and there is less harm in society."

"That's right, this person is simply inhumane, it's better if he's dealt with by the public security organs." Liang Qixin said.

"You are about to go to work in a new hospital. What do you think?" I smiled.

"Hi, I've been living for half my life and I've given up hope. I didn't expect that I'll seize this opportunity."

"Good drink, I wish you success."

After drinking until eight o'clock in the evening, we walked back to the veterinary shop. The distance was not close. It was almost eleven o'clock when we arrived at the door of the shop. When we opened the rolling gate, we saw the influx of moonlight spreading on the big mouse. It was sleeping with its eyes closed. When we heard the sound of us entering the room, we just twisted our ears.

I went into the house first and wanted to see how the rat demon was injured, so I heard Liang Qixin say, "Who are you?"

Turning his head, he saw a tall and strong man standing at the door. He was wearing a tattered baseball cap and obliquely covering half of his face. His right face was indescribable in the moonlight, especially a ox-egg-eyed, big, bulging and bulging, looking straight at Liang Qixin, who was one head shorter than him.

The man was wearing a blue-gray long windbreaker, revealing a piece of black trouser legs and mud-filled leather shoes, and was carrying a black old-fashioned leather bag in his left hand.

I gasped and said, "Lao Liang, run quickly." Before I finished speaking, the man reached out to take out the hammer from his bag and smashed it at Liang Qixin.

Fortunately, I reminded Liang Qixin, raised his right hand and blocked it on his head. There was a muffled sound, and blood and flesh flew everywhere. I clearly saw Liang Qixin's arm burst open under the heavy blow, and the bones in his arm pierced the flesh and exposed it.

Liang Qixin did not fall down after such a heavy blow. It was obvious that the man's hammer was so accurate and ruthless that I was so scared that I was so scared that I saw the man raise the hammer, I picked up an empty iron cage and slammed it hard on his face, and dragged Liang Qixin into the room.

Under the impact of the iron cage, the iron hammer's head was just tilted and his hat fell to the ground.

He didn't have the left half of his cheek, he was a man with only half a face.

His left brain bone was naturally sunken, and his cheek bones were not. He was tightly pressed against the left eye area where the brain bone was shrinking into a ball, but he vaguely saw a black eyeball trying to look to the direction where I was standing. His nose was crooked and his mouth was like a pouting chicken butt, and he could clearly see his black teeth.

The hammer on his hand dripped blood. Before he hurt Liang Qixin, there must be a victim who was even more injured.

Under his terrible one-eyed stare, I was extremely frightened.

Suddenly, I felt something hit me behind my legs, which scared me so much that my hair stood up and I was furious. I turned my head and looked at the big mouse that had gotten off the ground at some point, climbed to my side, shook my head up and down with difficulty, and the giant hammer's huge eyes slowly moved towards it.

Then the weird guy came inexplicably and walked inexplicably. He turned around and strided forward quickly and disappeared into the darkness.

I quickly took out the phone and called the police to call the emergency center. I put down the phone but saw Liang Qixin sitting on a chair. The table in front of me was filled with various instruments and medicines. His wounds were unbearable to look at him. One arm was almost broken, leaving only a little flesh and blood connected, and dragged it on my chest and swayed slightly.

Liang Qixin took a few breaths, gritted his teeth and placed his broken arm flat on the table. The blood instantly dyed the table red. He tried his best to make his tone appear calm and said, "Brother, I need you to help me press the bone that pierced my arm."
Chapter completed!