Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 309 Number 012 [17] Mo Qing: I didn't mean to be so ruthless

The heavy rain was pouring, and Ji Yunxi was drenched in the blink of an eye.

The street light was of different shades, Ji Yunxi stood in the shadows, she raised her head, the rain fell into her eyes, but it washed them black, bright and pure.

With these eyes, she stared at Wen Nanqiu coldly.

Wen Nanqiu's eyes hardened.

She pinched Ji Yunxi's chin suddenly: "You are just a dog raised by Shen Niang, why are you so proud?"

Ji Yunxi reached out and slapped Wen Nanqiu's hand away.

At the same moment, the driver holding the umbrella for Wen Nanqiu suddenly kicked Zhong Ji Yunxi in the lower abdomen.

Ji Yunxi might as well for a while, was kicked to the ground, and fell into the sewage.

The next moment, Wen Nanqiu kicked over and kicked Ji Yunxi who was about to get up again.

"It's just a poor life. Realize the reality, and I can let you live for two more years." Wen Nanqiu took a step forward, stepped on the back of Ji Yunxi's hand, and sternly said, "Be good at the start of the sailing race. Otherwise, You wait and see."

After speaking, Wen Nanqiu slowly raised his feet.

Ji Yunxi's hands were abnormally white in the dark night, and blood overflowed from the broken skin on the back of his hands, but it was washed away by the rain in an instant.

Ji Yunxi still raised his head, his black eyes fixed on Wen Nanqiu.

This look somehow touched Wen Nanqiu's nerves. She paused when she was about to withdraw her foot, then straightened the back of her foot, and kicked Ji Yunxi's chin with her toe.

Ji Yunxi closed his eyes subconsciously.

In the blink of an eye, a chopstick flew out obliquely and directly pierced Wen Nanqiu's ankle.

The leg kicking towards Ji Yunxi paused in the air for half a second.

Suddenly, Wen Nanqiu stared at the man holding a chopstick that pierced his ankle, and in shock, fear, and pain, he yelled "Ah—"

The shrill voice came from the street to the end of the street.

Howling like a ghost.

"Who?!"

The driver helped Wen Nanqiu in panic and looked around.

Ji Yunxi also looked around in astonishment.

On the long street in the rain, a man and a woman walked side by side with a black umbrella propped up.

Gradually, they approached.

The umbrella surface moved up slightly, and a faint light slanted across, falling on the eyebrows of the two people. The eyes that came through were sharp and cold, which made people fear for no reason.

Ji Yunxi recognized the two of them.

Wen Nanqiu recognized Mo Qing.

Wen Nanqiu was furious: "What did you do?"

"Yes."

Mo Qing confessed frankly.

Just when Wen Nanqiu wanted the driver to take them down, the two stopped, and suddenly stretched out their hands, showing their IDs.

Wen Nanqiu's face froze.

The eighth special task force? !

After showing the documents, Mo Qing took them away and said, "Ji Yunxi belongs to us, we have saved the video evidence of your bullying her just now, if you have any opinions, you can talk to the Eighth Special Affairs Team. "

Wen Nanqiu was shocked.

Isn't Mo Qing a counterfeit who wants to climb high?
How could it be someone from the eighth special task force?
How did Ji Yunxi get involved with the Eighth Special Affairs Team?

Now that she was under investigation because of Yan Jinzhi, she was being targeted by the eighth special task force, so how could she take the initiative to find the eighth special task force!

A lot of confusion emerged in her mind, but Wen Nanqiu had no time to think about it. The severe pain from her ankle had already made it extremely difficult for her to even stand.

She took a breath.

Then, he spat out a word: "Let's go."

Although the driver was puzzled, he always obeyed his orders. When he heard the sound, he helped Wen Nanqiu into the car and rushed to the hospital.

The vehicle sped away.

Ji Yunxi is still in the quagmire.

Mo Qing glanced at the embarrassed Ji Yunxi, walked over, and wanted to reach out to help her.

Ji Yunxi avoided it, saying, "I can get up by myself."

Mo Qing paused, then straightened up, and took his hand back.

Holding an umbrella, Jiang Ke stood quietly beside Mo Qing.

Ji Yunxi clutched his stomach and slowly got up from the quagmire.

Her body was already soaked, her hair stuck to her cheeks and neck, her face was as pale as paper from the cold, and she was shivering.But she still kept her waist straight.

The eyes are stubborn.

indomitable.

She met Mo Qing's eyes and asked, "Who are you?"

At this moment, Ji Yunxi's doubts about Mo Qing are no less than Wen Nanqiu's.

Just the chopstick that penetrated Wen Nanqiu's ankle was enough to shock Ji Yunxi.

——What strength and precision this is.

Mo Qing stared at Ji Yunxi quietly for two seconds: "Do you believe me?"

Ji Yunxi hesitated.

Intellectually, Ji Yunxi doesn't trust anyone.

But this time, by accident, she said with certainty: "Trust me."

Mo Qing glanced at her, then turned around: "Come with me."

She and Jiang Ke took an umbrella and left.

Ji Yunxi followed behind them step by step.

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When they got home, Goblin and Chishi hadn't come back yet.

Mo Qing went upstairs to find clean clothes, and asked Ji Yunxi to take a shower first.

Jiang Ke came over and handed Mo Qing a dry towel: "Can you not use such a bloody and violent method next time?"

He was referring to Mo Qing's chopstick.

"In a moment of urgency, I got a little stronger."

Mo Qing was also a little wet, grabbed a dry towel, and casually wiped his hair.

Afterwards, Mo Qing added: "I just want her to stumble."

"..."

The spitting words came to his lips, but Jiang Ke swallowed them abruptly.

Mo Qing said, "Go and make some ginger water."

Jiang Ke asked, "Who drinks?"

Just as Mo Qing was about to answer, he noticed that Jiang Ke's shoulders and back were wet, so he paused and changed his words: "You drink."

Then she said again: "Cook more, my apprentice will also drink some."

"Ah."

Jiang Ke obviously saw through her change of words, but did not expose it.

When Ji Yunxi came out of the shower, three bowls of ginger soup were placed on the dining table, and Mo Qing and Jiang Ke each took a bowl.

Seeing Ji Yunxi, Mo Qing lifted his chin: "Come and have some soup."

Ji Yunxi wanted to say a few witty words to ease the atmosphere, but he opened his mouth, but nothing came out.

I just feel sore nose.

(End of this chapter)