Looking at Chiang Chung-sheng again, his face was pale with blackening temples and a deathly aura all over him! The bad luck surrounding him has reached its peak!,After finishing, Chiang Chung-sheng put the talisman paper back in his pocket.,Soon, Chiang Chung-sheng walked on the country road outside the city, feeling a cool breeze on his face, but he was in no good mood.。