Super Golden Eye

Night has enveloped the entire sky, and the lights on the Yellow River Road have long occupied the sight of pedestrians.

The bright yellow lights make the golden-toned entertainment club No. 307 look even more luxurious. But in Fang Yang's eyes, Entertainment Club No. 307 was shrouded in a faint layer of red.

The wind still blows outward, but the Feng Shui pattern is a little different. The water flows inward. Maybe the boss of 307 asked a Feng Shui master to change the Feng Shui. The Feng Shui loop composed of white thin lines bypassed the two previous times. Fang Yang saw where the light dimmed.

"If you can bypass those two places, the Feng Shui master who takes action still has two brushes. The wind transports water and wealth. If the water flows back, the wind direction will slowly change. This is the pattern that a casino should have." Fang Yang said from Said.

"No!" Just when Fang Yang was about to look away, his peripheral vision glanced at a place, and his expression suddenly changed, "This is a formation within a formation!"

The last time Fang Yang saw the Feng Shui pattern of No. 307 Entertainment Club, the wind was blowing outward, the water was flowing outward, and the Feng Shui circuit was about to be cut off.

Looking at it again this time, it is obvious that the owner of Club No. 307 has hired a Feng Shui master to change the luck. Although on the surface it seems that the fortune is turning around, two dark spots on the Feng Shui circuit have been avoided. The remaining one is in the center of the main entrance of the club. If it doesn't open, the Feng Shui master who changed the luck will also connect it, so that the Feng Shui can flow.

But the most important thing is that the people who assassinated Club 307 set up arrays within arrays. They buried things at the must-pass points of the Feng Shui circuit at the front entrance of the club, and then cut off the Feng Shui circuit from this place.

The owner of Club 307 invited a man who changed the Feng Shui to change the formation and connect this point. The Feng Shui can flow again, and the things that were planted here by the people who assassinated Club 307 came into play at this time. The blood color that Fang Yang saw just now was emanating from the buried things.

Moreover, with the flow of Feng Shui, the Feng Shui pattern of the entire 307 Club was shrouded in a faint red light, filled with blood. This was a sign of a bloody disaster!

Who is so vicious?

The first level of formation will bankrupt the owner of Club 307. If someone changes the Feng Shui pattern and wants to break the first level of formation, the next step will be a more vicious and fatal blood attack.

Suddenly, the spiritual energy in Fang Yang's Dantian began to riot, as if he had encountered a natural enemy, trying desperately to rush out of the body, roaring like a wild beast, Fang Yang quickly used Feng Shui cultivation techniques to suppress the rioting spiritual energy in his body. , but the impact of spiritual energy still made Fang Yang's body's energy and blood turbulent. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a long breath.

He raised his head and looked at the flash of blood in the Feng Shui circuit of Club 307.

What the hell is this?

Ever since I started practicing Feng Shui, I have never had the feeling of losing control of the spiritual energy in my body. This thing is really evil, no worse than the nail that I got at Shen Furong's house last time that can deal with the phantom golden dragon.

"Damn, why is Brother Qu here!" Fang Yang saw the car parked next to him. It was Qu Yan's car. It was Qu Yan who sent him, Han Xueqing and Li Anqi home that night.

"No, this is a dangerous place now. Brother Qu will inevitably be affected by this formation here." Fang Yang parked the car on the side of the road and walked towards Club No. 307.

"Welcome, sir!" Seeing Fang Yang approaching, the two young reception ladies in front of the club bowed.

Fang Yang nodded slightly and glanced at the faces of the two reception ladies. The reception ladies who can work in a high-end club like 307 are naturally of good looks. The two little girls are both about 20 years old and have pretty features. , but there was a faint flush on the skin, like that after exercise. Fang Yang knew that this was affected by the Feng Shui formation.

After entering the club, Fang Yang kept running his Feng Shui eyes and could see a trace of red light flowing everywhere in the club.

Not long after he came in, another thin layer of sweat appeared on Fang Yang's forehead, and the spiritual energy in his body began to riot again.

Club 307 occupies a huge area, and you can enter the inner courtyard only after walking through the magnificent hall.

Looking up, there is a huge manor inside. There are no high-rise buildings in the manor, only three or four-story single-family retro buildings. Even the elevator doors are two red-painted wooden doors.

Fang Yang didn't stop and went straight to the place he visited last time.

"Bang!"

Just as he stepped out of the elevator, he heard a gunshot, followed by brief chaos.

Then a gun-wielding man in a black suit opened the door and rushed toward the elevator, "Get out of here!"

Fang Yang happened to be standing at the door of the elevator. He didn't have time to get out of the way. The man raised his gun hand and pointed at Fang Yang, "Seeking death!"

"Bang!"

At the critical moment, Fang Yang immediately activated his spiritual energy, and the man's movements suddenly became extremely slow in Fang Yang's eyes. Although Fang Yang was promoted to a junior Huang rank, the golden eye could increase Fang Yang's reaction speed to five times, but the bullet's The speed was too fast. At such a close distance, Fang Yang tried his best to dodge to the side, but the bullet still hit his left arm.

"hiss"

Fang Yang not only gasped for breath when he felt the heartbreaking pain in his arm, but fortunately he reacted quickly enough. If Fang Yang had hesitated for just a second, the shot would have hit his body. Fang Yang was frightened for a while, and cold sweat ran down his cheeks. slide.

Then there was a slow surge of anger, and Fang Yang's fist struck the man's chest like lightning.

Fang Yang's body had been transformed by Feng Shui cultivation techniques, and his strength had increased several times. At this moment, he struck again with anger. The man spurted out a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground and passed out instantly.

Just when Fang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, the elevator door opened behind him, and five big men in black rushed out of the elevator and quickly surrounded Fang Yang.

Two big men bullied Fang Yang. The big man on the left punched Fang Yang directly. At the same time, the other big man took small steps under his feet and quickly approached Fang Yang. His raised arms were slightly bent and his fists were clenched. ready. The two of them looked like they were professionally trained masters.

Although the two big men were quite powerful, Fang Yang, who practiced Feng Shui and luck training, had just broken through and defeated the junior Huang level. With the assistance of the Eye of Speed, he dodged and avoided the incoming fist, turned around and hit the target in the middle. The big man's eyesight made him lose his strength instantly.

The other one, seeing that his companion was instantly restrained, stopped in his tracks, leaned down, and swept his legs, while the remaining three people next to him also ducked and joined the battle group.

Just now he had narrowly escaped a bullet, his hand was injured again, and here he still had to concentrate on suppressing the rioting spiritual energy in his body. Fang Yang was unable to dodge for a while, and barely managed to escape the attack of the four people.

But the next moment, Fang Yang's body stiffened and stopped moving.

Because at some point, three men in black appeared at the elevator entrance, with three pistols pointed at him.

"Be honest and come with us." The leading man said coldly. As he spoke, the other two men in black had already put guns on his waist.

Fang Yang held his left hand that was scratched by the bullet and followed the Sanming man into the elevator.

The rest of the people picked up the pistol that fell on the ground, picked up the unconscious man and followed him. In addition to the small building, Fang Yang was taken to an independent small courtyard deep in the manor, surrounded by trees. I didn't realize there was a house here.

In the courtyard, there are rockeries, flowing water, a pavilion, and behind it is a three-story retro building.

At this moment, an old man in Tang suit was sitting in front of the stone table in the pavilion. There was an iPad in front of him. The screen on the iPad showed a scene at the entrance of the casino. Casino guests formed a circle in front of the elevator, and there were blood stains on the ground next to them. , which was left when Fang Yang was grazed by a bullet just now.

At this moment, there are several dealers and bodyguards in black on the screen, comforting and persuading everyone.

"Manager Tang, we have brought everyone here." The big man in black at the head said respectfully.

"Go and clean up the aftermath, you go ahead." The old man waved his hand and said calmly.

"But..." The big man in black glanced at Fang Yang. This guy was very skilled. Then he thought of the terrifying manager in front of him who was wearing a Tang suit and looking like an old man at home. He swallowed what he said, bowed slightly, and said to There were waves of hands around.

For a while, only Manager Tang and Fang Yang were left in the small courtyard, as well as the unconscious man with a gun lying on the ground.

"Kick-kick"

There was a sound of high-heeled shoes, as if walking in rhythm, unhurriedly.

Fang Yang looked up, and a slim figure came into view, with a black skirt swaying in the wind, a small black suit, and a black rose pinned to the front.