Chapter 303 Bloody Disaster

"Huh?" Feng Jun suddenly became energetic when he heard the words about the beautiful scenery.

In the conversation between the two, eating dinner... did not mean just eating.

But he had to be careful not to be fooled by the beautiful scenery. If it really was just a meal, wouldn't he be happy in vain?

So he looked at her and said, "Well, let's have dinner... After your afternoon tea, do you still have room in your stomach?"

"You can have a midnight snack," Hao Jingfeng replied without hesitation, "Seriously, it's not convenient for me to have dinner. I have two classes in the evening, and I will go with you to have a midnight snack after class."

Feng Jun looked at her sideways and said with a half-smile, "I feel like this logic is a bit confusing..."

"If I prove my own prediction ability, it means that I didn't lie to you. You shouldn't doubt me... I beat you and I want to treat you to a midnight snack. Is this appropriate?"

Hao Jingfeng replied nonchalantly, "I can treat you to a midnight snack. How much does it cost?"

Feng Jun smiled and shook his head, speaking slowly, "You know, that's not what I want to hear."

Hao Jingfeng's face suddenly turned red, but she didn't even know that she had revealed something, so she acted as if nothing had happened, "If nothing else, why don't you show off your skills first? You're a man, and you just move your mouth?"

"That's right," Feng Jun nodded with a smile and picked up the phone, "If you can do it, don't make any noise..."

He swiped the phone twice, then put it down again. He said softly "Huh" and glanced in a certain direction.

Feng Jun made a new discovery.

Because he was forced to demonstrate his prediction ability right away, and he didn't know what to test now, he picked up his phone and wanted to see "people nearby."

This is a shopping mall, and there are many people nearby. He hopes to find something about someone that others don't know. This...can barely be considered a prediction, right?

Of course, even if he can't find someone who meets the conditions, he can still look for something else.

For example, the coin that fell under the counter?

Anyway, he picked up his phone and scrolled, which is a common thing in modern people's lives. Even if he found nothing, he didn't know what he had done. If he changed places later, he could try again.

There was nothing wrong with his calculations, and the operation was extremely smooth. In the first moment, he had an unexpected gain.

He actually saw a small note on a man named "Qi Zhengting", "There will be a bloody disaster and metal damage within half an hour."

This is another new posture unlocked...oh no, a new function?

Feng Jun was a little puzzled. That guy would be in a bloody disaster. This was probably not bad. However, it had been a long time since his stone ring had been upgraded to red. Why hadn't he noticed before that there was something similar in other people's information? Tips?

Have you ever encountered anyone who suffered a bloody disaster? That's a joke. Feng Jun killed five martial arts cultivators in a battle on the river beach. These five people were definitely in trouble, especially the first two. He also used "people nearby" to investigate.

However, the three people who set up the formation were too far away and the people nearby were not close enough, so he only used "nearby weapons."

But what happened to those two high-level martial arts masters?

Could it be that because I am involved in cause and effect, I can't investigate? Feng Jun couldn't help but guess this.

His thoughts have their own meaning. The fortune teller cannot predict himself. This is normal.

He thought hard for a long time, and finally realized the fact: after he investigated the two martial arts masters, he talked for a while, then went to the river beach, and negotiated for a while before taking action.

And he and the two martial artists also fought for a while.

Adding up the time before and after, it must have been half an hour, right?

After all, the focus of this prompt is probably on the "half-hour" factor. Just like when he trades stocks in the stock market, he can only see the half-hour trend.

But Feng Jun couldn't help but think of Prince Yongyi again. When he counted the prince's birthday, he didn't completely abandon the desire to kill her. If Ya continued to be ignorant, he really wouldn't mind killing her with one knife.

But why was there no similar reminder on the prince’s body at that time?

He thought for a long time and made many guesses, but in the end he could not find the most authoritative answer.

I don't know how long it took, but a voice with a beautiful scenery came to his ears, "Why are you in a daze?"

Only then did Feng Jun come to his senses, then stretched out his right hand and did some calculations in a pretentious manner.

In about half a minute, he stopped. There was nothing he could do. He had already wasted some time when he was thinking, and he could not accurately determine when the "bloody disaster" would appear.

Of course he had to hurry up so as not to miss such a good example.

After calculating for half a minute, he looked left and right, locked onto the other person, then closed his eyes again, mumbling words and making various weird gestures with his hands.

After struggling for almost half a minute, he opened his eyes, raised his hand to point in a certain direction, and whispered, "Did you see the man in the light gray windbreaker? It's the one next to the woman in red... I'm sure , within half an hour, he suffered a bloody disaster."

As soon as he finished speaking, a chuckle came from his ears.

The two of them turned around and saw a waiter walking by quickly with his head down and his mouth covered, carrying a tray.

But the smile in the waiter's eyes was unstoppable.

Hao Jingjing glanced at Feng Jun and said seriously, "I don't want to give you face like this...it's so shameless."

Feng Jun knew that she was teasing him, but he was too lazy to tell the truth. Instead, he pointed downwards and said, "That guy took the escalator down..."

Guomao City is a luxury shopping mall with an area of ​​over 100,000 square meters. On the ninth floor, there is a huge patio with a very good view.

The teahouse where Feng Jun and the others were located did not face the outside, but they could basically see half of the patio, including two escalators.

Seeing that he was serious, Hao Jingjing looked sideways and teased him, "We have to wait half an hour. How can we prove your prediction? Are you going to follow me... Hey, why is it him?"

Seeing her expression change, Feng Jun realized that what he had done was a bit inappropriate. In order to prove his prediction ability, he ignored the possibility that others would suffer a bloody disaster.

But when it comes to guilt, he doesn't have much, "metallic injury" - who knows what that guy did.

Maybe the person who inflicts harm is actually just.

Since no one would die anyway, Feng Jun was too lazy to do anything, but he looked bad when he saw the beautiful scenery, so he hurriedly said, "Do you know him? Then inform him quickly."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a muffled thud, followed by a burst of exclamation.

Many people looked over, but it was a combination chandelier with a diameter of more than two meters that fell off for some reason and hit a man and a woman who were passing by.

The man is the one named Qi Zhengting, and the woman is the woman in red who is following him.

Feng Jun helplessly waved his hands at the good scenery, "I'm so sorry, I didn't know you two knew each other."

Hao Jingfeng gave him a meaningful look, lowered his head and started packing his handbag, "It's okay. Those who don't know are not to blame."

At this moment, there was another soft sound, but it was the waiter who just knocked over the glass of juice, and the glass fell to the ground, smashing into pieces.

But she didn't pay attention to the cup at all, but looked at Feng Jun with a look of horror, "I'll go, is it true or not?"

Why would Feng Jun care about her? He also grabbed his handbag and asked aloud, "Do you want me to accompany you to see him?"

"How is that possible?" Hao Jingjing rolled her eyes at him, "Having afternoon tea with you during work hours...how do you explain it to others?"

Only then did Feng Jun realize that she was a woman with a public official position.

It seemed, then, that he should leave, and she should go see her friends.

To his surprise, Hao Jingfeng raised his hand and called the waiter over, "Go and see if those two people are seriously injured."

Feng Jun realized something else: As a public official, it seemed that she shouldn't skip work and go out for afternoon tea - what about four letters or something?

The waiter was very smart. In fact, the radius that Feng Jun could detect by "people nearby" was only sixty meters. The man was very close to the teahouse, so she came back quickly.

"The man was seriously injured, mainly because he lost a lot of blood, and he looked miserable. However, our chandelier is made of plexiglass and is very light. He was scratched by the light bulb and some metal pieces. The woman... seems to be Wei. Foot."

As she spoke, she carefully cast a sidelong glance at Feng Jun: Was this man talking and dancing just now doing something wrong?

Unfortunately, she was an atheist once upon a time.

She originally thought that this extremely handsome little brother was making the lady happy, but she never thought that something so weird happened, which put her in danger of collapse.

After Hao Jingjing heard about the situation, he turned around and left. Feng Jun saw this and followed closely.

But the waiter took out his mobile phone and quietly took two photos.

Unfortunately, the two photos taken by UU Reading www.uｕｎshu.net are not very clear, and they are one from the back and one from the profile, but not the front.

But luckily, before that, she secretly took a frontal photo of Feng Jun.

What she was thinking at the time was that it was rare to meet a rare handsome guy who was her type, so she took photos as a souvenir.

She didn't even think about licking the screen, it was just for eye candy. Maybe one day she gets a whim, and she would post it to her circle of friends - "My sister likes this one."

Now that she has three photos in her hand, it seems that it is not impossible to find out about this person...

How could Feng Jun have imagined that the little waiter had so many ideas?

Out of some apology, he caught up with Hao Jingfeng and asked in a low voice, "Even if you don't show up, why don't you call that man?"

He didn't look back at the good times, he just quickened his pace and spoke expressionlessly, "What did I say on the phone? Husband...who is that girl in red next to you?"

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