Chapter 1966 The Master of Predicting the Future 84



However, Zhang Pengsheng was not about to let go of this clue so easily.

That evening, he had someone investigate.

Not long after.

The person found Luo Xindie's personal information.

Zhang Pengsheng carefully examined it once.

Then I compared it with the photo above.

Yes, it really is her.

Oh.

With a slight smirk, Zhang Pengsheng gave a cold laugh.

His expression hardened, and he gritted his teeth, uttering each word slowly and deliberately, "Luo, Xin, Die!"

Tighten your fingertips.

He had crumpled the document in his hands.

Zhang Pengsheng was furious.

He couldn't wait to find this woman and devour her whole.

To vent his anger.

That night.

Zhang Pengsheng immediately led a large group of people to the Luo family.

At that time, Rong Chang seemed to know something beforehand.

She ran away.

With that child.

Zhang Pengsheng and his men arrived.

No.

He missed his target again.

Madam Luo kicked him out.

He was furious. Standing at the gate, he shouted straight in, "Luo Xindie, you'd better come out here if you dare!"

"You brat!"

This angered Madam Luo.

She rolled up her sleeves.

He was furious. "What's wrong with you, old man?"

“I’ve already told you my daughter isn’t home, but you still insist on standing at our door shouting.”

Madam Luo did not know Zhang Pengsheng.

But Zhang Pengsheng recognized her.

His gaze returned to the inside.

Zhang Pengsheng put his hands in his pockets.

He glanced at Madam Luo and asked her in a mocking tone, "How is Luo Xiong?"

“I heard from others that Luo Xiong is bedridden and about to die.”

"you!"

Enough is enough; there's no need to endure it any longer.

Mrs. Luo glanced at the door and picked up the broom that the maid hadn't put away yet.

She glared at Zhang Pengsheng and stormed over.

It swept straight towards his feet.

He cursed, "Did you eat garlic so late at night? Your breath stinks."

"you……"

As the broom slammed against his feet, Zhang Pengsheng's expression changed.

He was furious.

"What's wrong with you?"

He wanted to snatch the broom from her hand.

But a group of servants rushed out of the villa.

No matter what, this is someone else's territory.

Those from the west of the city will ultimately not gain any advantage in the south.

Zhang Pengsheng was unconvinced.

He suddenly spat water at Madam Luo.

He turned around and raised his hand.

He said coldly, "Let's go!"

"Damn it!"

As Madam Luo watched the group's departing figures, she couldn't help but curse.

Then touch your face.

My hand was covered in saliva.

nausea.

She let out a soft "Huh?" and felt like vomiting.

Turning around, she hurriedly went into the villa to wash her hands and face.

But I'm still furious inside.

That old geezer, I have no idea where he came from.

So unreasonable and domineering.

Afterwards, she called Rong Shang and briefly explained what had happened that night.

Upon further inquiry, it was learned that the person who came that evening was Zhang Pengsheng, the head of the Zhang family in the west of the city.

Speaking of Zhang Pengsheng, he had conflicts with the Luo family in business in the early years.

Mrs. Luo knew him.

I knew he was not someone to mess with.

It was learned that Grandma Liu's grandson had been sold to the Zhang family by human traffickers.

Madam Luo is not at peace with herself right now.

She thought, "I hope I don't mess with the hellish ghosts and then attract evil spirits from the human world."

He was worried about his daughter's safety.

Madam Luo repeatedly warned Rong Shang on the phone to be extremely careful.

If all else fails, I'll leave Blue City for a few days.

...

The call ended.

Rong Chang pushed the pastries on the table toward Zhang Tianci.

The little one has a sweet tooth, wanting both cake and cookies.

Occasionally, some cookie crumbs got on my lips.

He wiped it with a tissue.

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