"What, the stick?"
Quiznosan Gang was stunned for a while.
Chris was the only one who showed wind water to the Quiznosan family recently.
Quiznosan Gang was extremely convinced by Chris, and quickly said: "Mr., can you read it wrong? There was indeed a Mr. Chris who helped me resolve it, but his methods are very useful, and it should not be a magic stick."
Mr. Vincent snorted coldly and shouted: "A person who pretends to be a ghost is the best at deceiving an ignorant man. If you are willing to believe him, just let me go!"
"Mr. Vincent stay." Quiznosan Gang panicked, and quickly stopped: "Please enlighten me, Mr. Vincent, what is wrong with Mr. Chris's method?"
Without raising his head, Mr. Vincent reached out and pointed to the central room: "You bring a bowl of water."
Quiznosan Gang quickly ordered someone to bring a bowl of clear water.
Mr. Vincent took the clear water to read a word, melted several charms on the water, and then flicked the water on Quiznosan Gang's eyelids.
Quiznosan had just opened his eyes, and suddenly he was terrified and backed away.
"Mr. Vincent, this, what is this"
He suddenly saw a strange layer of black smoke on his house!
Moreover, on the heads of the Quiznosan family, there were wisps of gray lifeless air, and the faces of the people were pale, just like a group of zombies.
Mr. Vincent snorted: "I opened the eyes of the sky to you. What you see is Yin Quiznos, but your family members are all under danger and will die soon."
Quiznosan Gang was so frightened that he fell into a chair and muttered, "What can I do about this?"
"It's okay, if I come here today, it can be regarded as destined for you."
Mr. Vincent took out a safety talisman and handed it to a member of the Quiznosan clan.
Quiznosan Gang suddenly saw that this peace talisman glowed with a faint golden light, and the golden light immediately diminished the death spirit on the head of the tribe.
Mr. Vincent flicked his hand in front of Quiznosan Gang, and everything Quiznosan Gang saw suddenly disappeared and returned to its original state.
"This, this", Quiznosan Gang was in a cold sweat, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Vincent is really a god! Please save my Quiznosan family, I am willing to pay no matter how much money."
"Save a life and win a seventh-level float. I came here today for this."
As Mr. Vincent said, he took out dozens of safety charms and handed them over: "If you order your people to carry these with them, it will naturally resolve the bad luck."
Quiznosan Gang took it gratefully and hesitated: "I wonder how much this things worth?"
Mr. Vincent waved his hand: "Resolving bad luck is also a merit. I don't accept any money. But if there is a magic stick to coax you and let you spend a lot of money to buy a magical weapon, you must not charge it."
Trevor next to him couldn't help saying, "Second Uncle, I've said it before, Chris is a liar! He took the money from our house and didn't know where he was going to spend it! You must chase the money back, otherwise you will sue him. Fraud! Let him live his life in prison!"
Anna frowned, thinking, not knowing why, but she felt that Mr. Vincent looked more like a liar.
That Chris, apart from being a bit bad and having no IQ at all, he didn't seem so bad, and in many cases, he could give people a feeling of inscrutable depth, like a deep pool of nowhere. Kinda like the bottom of the lake or, a deep ocean trench.
To be continued.....
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