Ten minutes later.
Lin Huaqiang came to a street.
The streets were filled with small vendors setting up stalls.
He was holding a stool and a crude sign.
There were eight big words written on the signboard:
He could predict the future like a god.
After sitting down.
Lin Huaqiang began to excitedly wait for customers to come.
He believed that as long as he calculated accurately, he would immediately become famous.
However, what Lin Huaqiang did not expect was…
He waited for more than ten minutes.
He didn't see a single person.
Fortunately, at this moment.
A beautiful woman in a short skirt with a great figure walked over and said in surprise,
"A prophet who can predict things like a god?"
"Wow, family, I saw a fortune-telling stall.”
"It's a handsome little brother.”
The girl in the short skirt had the nickname White Rabbit.
She was just like her name, with a perfect figure and fair skin. She was simply perfect.
She was an internet celebrity on TikTok with millions of fans and was streaming live.
For streamers like them, they had to create a show effect during a live broadcast.
Therefore, White Rabbit pointed the live broadcast at Lin Huaqiang."
"Little brother, are you accurate?"
In an instant, the bullet comments in the live broadcast room boiled.
"The host is going to start looking for the old man?"
" New old man: A fortune-teller?"
"F * ck, so young?"
"Ah, this, this is a fortune-teller?”
"You must be bragging. You're a prophet?”
Lin Huaqiang glanced over.
Seeing that the other party was livestreaming, he did not mind.
On the contrary, the other party's live broadcast could make him even more popular.
Therefore, Lin Hua said calmly,"
"I don't have the final say.”
"Only the person involved knows."
White Rabbit let out a cry,"
"It's quite interesting."
"Then can you read my fortune?"
Lin Huaqiang nodded and said,
"Sure, what do you want to calculate?"
White Rabbit deliberately said,"
"Aren't you a prophet?"
"You should know what I want to count, right?”
Lin Huaqiang's lips curled up slightly.
He stared straight at the luck on top of White Rabbit's head.
At this moment, Lin Huaqiang was slightly surprised.
This was because the white rabbit's luck was actually black.
Target: Xia Qianxue.
[Fate: Black]
[Recently: Because he was called a streamer who died in the light by anti-fans, he chose to broadcast outdoors to prove his looks and figure.]
Future: Half an hour later, a passing dung truck exploded, and a piece of metal slashed her neck.
The result was death due to excessive blood loss.
"Hiss!"
When he saw Xia Qianxue's future…
Lin Huaqiang couldn't help but widen his eyes.
He really didn't expect this.
The other party was going to die in half an hour?
"What's wrong?"
Xia Qianxue noticed Lin Huaqiang's gaze and was stunned. She said nervously,"
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
Because the camera was aimed at Lin Huaqiang.
When the netizens in the live broadcast room saw Lin Huaqiang's expression, they immediately flooded the bullet screen.
"This fortune-teller is starting to show off his acting skills!”
"The fortune-teller's acting skills are good. He can kill young hunks in seconds!”
"The script is here. Could there be a bloody disaster?”
"Bloody disaster? Is the host on her period?"
"Blind guess, it's either cancer or a car accident?”
"Korean dramas are too spicy, Brother League!"
"As soon as he opened his mouth, he knew that he wanted to spend money to avoid disaster.”
As expected.
Lin Huaqiang first looked at the time.
Then, he subconsciously looked around the street.
After confirming that the dung truck had not arrived yet.
Lin Huaqiang immediately said to Xia Qianxue,"
"Girl, you're in for a bloody disaster!”
The bullet screen was filled with 66666 comments.
A bloody disaster?
Xia Qianxue was shocked.
But then, when she saw the screen, she immediately realized that this should be the trick of the fortune-teller. She frowned and said,
"A bloody disaster?"
"Your level is limited. You're too unprofessional.”
"You haven't said anything yet, but the netizens in my live broadcast room have already guessed what you're going to say.”
Lin Hua stood up and tidied up his stall.
As he tidied up, he asked,"
"What did your netizens say?"
Xia Qianxue read the bullet screen."
"Bloody Disaster!"
"The netizens are saying that I will be in big trouble in the coming period of time.”
"Or cancer or a car accident.”
"If you want to resolve it…"
"I just need to go somewhere."
"Or buy something from you, right?”
There were still many internet gods.
They knew the tricks of fortune-tellers and swindlers.
Therefore, it was sent directly through the bullet screen.
"Ridiculous!"
Lin Huaqiang shook his head.
"Just now, I had already calculated your fortune in my heart.”
"Not in the time to come."
"But today!"
"Today!"
"You will face a great calamity!”
At the end, Lin Hua stared at Xia Qianxue."
"You might be dying!"
Today?
Death?
Xia Qianxue's body trembled violently, and she said in fear,"
"Don't scare me, I'm broadcasting!”
Xia Qianxue was looking at the bullet screen.
The netizens on the bullet screen said that fortune-tellers were always fooling the other party, saying that there would be a big disaster in the near future.
However, there was almost no mention that you would have a great disaster today.
But now, Lin Huaqiang did not play according to common sense.
Directly saying that there would be a great calamity today?
And he was about to die?
This inevitably made Xia Qianxue a little afraid.
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