Su Wu's journey has been smooth thanks to the support and protection of the company.

As for how unbearable it was, only she knows.

However, she eventually became a nine-time Golden Horse Award winner and a triple-threat entertainer.

It's impossible not to have put in effort.

And she died in the prime of her life.

Twenty-two years old.

She jumped from the top of the building.

This became a regret for countless fans.

It has become a beautiful memory that can only be recalled in the hearts of countless people.

The mastermind behind all of this is the man behind these three scumbags.

It was also caused by these three scumbags who wanted to live.

Hua Rong sat down: "Today I saw two people who look very much like Mr. Chi and Mr. Lin."

Lin Zan narrowed his eyes: "Is that so?"

Hua Rong lowered her eyes and smiled. At that moment, Lin Zan vaguely saw the woman who had smiled so charmingly on the movie screen.

"I must have misread it."

Huang Yuanguang was unhappy that he was being ignored: "We've already introduced ourselves, so how should I address you, Miss?"

Hua Rong stood up and said to the three of them, "I am a spirit medium!"

A psychic!!!

The moment those three words appeared, the expressions on the three people's faces changed instantly.

Huang Yuanguang, who had been all smiles just moments before, suddenly pulled out a gun and pointed it at Hua Rong: "What exactly do you want?"

Hua Rong was not afraid at all and remained very calm.

It was this composure that made Huang Yuanguang dare not fire a shot.

A spiritualist.

No one knew how terrifying these creatures were better than these few.

This is nothing short of a demon.

At first, none of them believed it.

Until one person, a person who did not believe the psychic's words, died in front of them.

Only then did they truly believe that they were really about to die.

They thought about it later.

If they had no idea they were about to die, they probably wouldn't have become such inhuman, ghostly beings.

They are people who are in human form but should have died long ago.

Hua Rong smiled and said, "Why are you all so nervous?"

Hua Rong sat down and poured himself a glass of red wine.

He just shook it like that, but wouldn't drink it.

"It seems the three of you are aware of the existence of psychics. I am here today to give you a heads-up. Yes, just like the psychic who once told you how to survive."

Who...are you?!

Huang Yuanguang gritted his teeth, but his voice trembled slightly.

This confirmed Hua Rong's suspicions.

Regardless of the psychic's purpose, the fact remains that these people were able to extend their lives.

Even the magical artifact within his body was all thanks to that fellow practitioner.

Hua Rong also had a guess about his purpose in doing this.

However, this speculation is somewhat terrifying and disgusting.

She doesn't want to think about it now.

"Mr. Huang will find out who I am eventually. So I'll keep you in suspense for now. I just want to tell you all that what has been done is done. Therefore, you all must bear the consequences."

Hua Rong stood up, took a glass of red wine, walked to Huang Yuanguang's side, and poured the red wine from the glass over his head.

"Mr. Huang, all you need to know is that I will take back everything you have stolen."

Red wine dripped down Huang Yuanguang's hair and onto his face.

Huang Yuanguang had never been so disheveled, but at this moment, there was nothing he could do.

Hua Rong threw the blanket on the ground and then gave the group a cryptic smile.

She turned and walked out of the room.

As she was about to disappear, a ruthless glint appeared on Huang Yuanguang's face.

"Go to hell!"

The gun with the silencer made absolutely no sound.

The bullet sliced ​​through the air, hurtling towards Hua Rong, and finally... pierced through her body.

Yes, it passed right through her body, but there was no blood.

Hua Rong did not collapse as Huang Yuanguang had imagined.

She turned around, the bullet between two fingers.

Hua Rong smiled and casually tossed the bullet aside.

The bullet embedded itself in the wall.

"Mr. Huang, you need to calm down. This game has only just begun. Take it slow, we're not in a hurry."

After saying that, Hua Rong leisurely walked downstairs step by step.

Huang Yuanguang's pistol fell to the ground, and he slumped into his seat.

Lin Zan and Chi Yuanhe also looked unwell.

No one expected that after so many years, they would still encounter a psychic.

And this psychic is the same as the one we encountered before.

With just one sentence, they turned their lives upside down.

"Screw the psychic!"

Chi Yuanhe threw the cup in his hand to the ground.

The sound of shattering glass made everyone even more convinced that what had just happened was not a dream!

"We can't just sit here and wait to die; I don't want to die."

Lin Zan revealed a wicked smile.

In a sense, he is no longer a person.

"Find that person!"

The person they met five years ago, but never saw again.

After leaving the Super 8 bar, in a corner, Su Wu left Hua Rong's body.

"Why tell them your identity? That way, they might be prepared."

Su Wu truly didn't understand, and she felt that doing so would put Hua Rong in great danger.

Although she is a capable person, no matter how capable a person is, they are still just a person living in this world.

It is impossible not to follow certain rules.

"Do you really want them to die so easily?" Hua Rong raised an eyebrow.

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