Zhang Jun, who traveled through time, opened a funeral shop on Ping'an Street.
He originally wanted to be a quiet "karma patcher", but there are always villains in the world who don't follow the rules.
The arrogant and domineering real estate tycoon: "My fate is up to me. I have decided to demolish this piece of land!"
Zhang Jun trimmed his nails without raising his head: "Your fate is up to me. You owe this land three lives. The line of cause and effect is completely black. In three minutes, the chandelier will fall. My condolences."
Three minutes later, the tycoon died suddenly on the spot, and the whole city was shocked!
Upright policewoman Lin Qingxue came to the door: "Zhang Jun, why did everyone who died see you before they were alive?"
Zhang Jun smiled lightly and handed over a business card: "Ping An Funeral Shop, professional body collection, and checkout at the same time."
When the ancient organization "The Scale Holder" arrived and tried to judge this "heretic", Zhang Jun slowly stood up and pointed the rusty paper knife in his hand at the void: "The rules of this world need to be changed."
