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Chapter Fifty-One: Here comes the big order(2/2)

If there are cross lines in a man's marital palace, it indicates domestic violence, which is bad luck.

With the tail of the eyes facing down, he is stingy and can easily get into trouble.

For crow's feet, three or two are better.

Those with a small number have strong personalities, while those with a large number are promiscuous.

The man in front of Feng Zhibai has a shallow scar on his wife's palace, and the sunken and thin flesh indicates that his husband and wife are not in harmony and have reached the stage of divorce.

Moreover, there are diagonal lines on the palace of his husband and wife, indicating the outer chamber.

Use the text she saw on the Internet to show: There is a mistress.

The modern world values ​​monogamy, and having a mistress means cheating.

Feng Zhibai couldn't help but smacked his mouth. Like those men before, he couldn't keep his restless and lonely heart.

Giving the man a disgusted look, she raised her head and looked at the woman on the tall building.

There is a dark mist between the woman's eyebrows, and there is not much red light on the sides of her cheeks. She is indeed a sign of death.

However, the fire on her head has not disappeared, the fire on her shoulders is still beating, and although her face is not full of red, there are still residues lingering on her face. It stands to reason that she will not die in the near future.

It is even less likely that he will die today.

A false alarm.

After arranging his messy hair, Feng Zhibai lost the desire to watch the show.

To use the language of the world she saw: a bloody family ethics drama.

"Ah! Let me go! Let me go!"

As she was ruminating on her thoughts, the woman's shout suddenly came from the tall building!

Obedient, he should have been pulled back.

He looked up again, and sure enough, the red dress was no longer on the edge.

"Quick, caught it! Come quickly!"

"Let me go! Let me die! Let me go!"

At this moment, above the floor of a high-rise building.

Chen Xiaodao tightly held Fu Chengmei with both hands.

Using both hands and feet, he almost didn't get her entangled.

After shouting at the sluggish firefighters on the side, they realized and stepped forward to suppress Fu Chengmei.

"Quick, quick! Hold her down!"

Several people got together, and in an instant, Fu Chengmei, who was restless, rolled his eyes and fainted.

Seeing that the person passed out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and turned their attention to Chen Xiaodao who suddenly appeared.

They were just thinking about how to pull the person back quietly, but before they thought, the person who suddenly appeared had already pulled the person back with a whoosh.

Not only did they not react, but Fu Chengmei probably didn't react either.

The speed was amazing, the whole process took less than fifteen seconds.

It would be a shame for such a person not to be a firefighter!

"Young man, what do you do?"

The leading firefighter became interested in Chen Xiaodao.

Chen Xiaodao sat on the ground and smiled at the man: "Taoist priest."

"ah?"

The man was confused.

Chen Xiaodao let out a laugh and stood up with his legs crossed: "Take the person away quickly and let her family take off her clothes! Be sure to watch and don't let her commit suicide again! Give her some guidance."

As he spoke, he patted the ashes on his butt and went downstairs.

The firefighter was dumbfounded. He let out a stunned sigh and asked someone to carry Fu Chengmei down sideways.

When they arrived at the bottom of the building, Lao Mi Tou and Feng Zhibai had been waiting for a while.

Seeing him coming down, Lao Mi Tou asked anxiously: "Is everything okay?"

"It's okay. Fortunately, I have quick eyesight and quick hands! I took him right away with a flash."

Raising his arms with a smile, Chen Xiaodao looked proud.

Feng Zhibai stretched out his finger and poked the muscles on his arm that were not obvious: "Exercise well, these hands are weak and weak."

"Huh? What did you say?"

"Thank you, young man."

While the three of them were talking, the firefighter who was talking to Chen Xiaodao upstairs walked up to them.

First he glanced at Feng Zhibai, who was dressed strangely, and then said thank you to Chen Xiaodao.

Chen Xiaodao retracted his arm and scratched the back of his head: "It's okay, you're welcome."
Chapter completed!
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