Loli fierce and cute: BOSS, stand against the wall!

Chapter 660 Who Sent You To Kill Me
"Why did you attack me?" Ji Shaochen asked lightly. Although the warehouse was shabby and he was sitting on an old chair, the elegant temperament he exuded was not deterrent.

Selling Yuzai stiffly said, "Mom! Damn! I've said it hundreds of times! Who told you to cheat me out of my money!"

"Is that so?" Ji Shaochen raised his eyebrows and asked casually, "Tens of thousands of dollars can make you kill, is my life worthless or your life worthless?"

The fish seller choked when asked, and some emotion flashed in his eyes quickly, which was caught by Ji Shaochen's sharp eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the fish seller let out a yell, "I don't care if it's worth it or not, you all join forces to cheat me of my money, I just can't swallow this breath!"

Selling Yuzai acted confidently, but Ji Shaochen obviously didn't believe his words.

Zou Long stood beside him expressionlessly, not thinking too much about the attack on Ji Shaochen by selling fish babies.

It's not uncommon for those who wandered on the road to shoot guns for no reason because of a single sentence, and last night he forced him to sell fish larvae, and he said the same thing.

Ji Shaochen casually hooked the corners of his lips, "Is that so?"

"Fart! Then what do you think it's because of me!"

Ji Shaochen didn't see any anger at being sold as a baby fish, and turned his handsome face slightly, "Aaron, how do you usually entertain such people?"

Zou Long said blankly, "Teach me a lesson first, and then wait for their boss to give an explanation."

"How did you teach them?" Ji Shaochen asked casually, but he already knew the answer from the "unrecognizable" face of the fish seller.

Zou Long hesitated for a moment, "It's like he made trouble in the casino that day."

"Oh," said another casual tone, Ji Shaochen stared lightly at the young fish seller in front of him, "Has the shrapnel in his arm been taken out?"

Zou Long didn't understand why Ji Shaochen asked this, but he answered truthfully, "No."

"Bring a knife." Ji Shaochen casually ordered.

Zou Long gave a wink to a man standing behind him. The man understood, and immediately opened the drawer under the table and opened it. After a while, he took out a dagger from it, "Grandpa, here it is."

"Well," Ji Shaochen took the dagger and stood up, slowly came to the seller and squatted down, the hand holding the dagger unconsciously shook, the tip of the dagger was facing the seller's face.

Close contact will always give people the greatest visual impact. Selling Yuzai instinctively tilted his head back, obviously panicking in his heart but trying to keep calm, "What do you want to do!"

Ji Shaochen lifted his chin with the tip of the dagger, and the corners of his lips curled into a half-smile, "I don't do anything, I just want to help you with a small operation."

After Ji Shaochen finished speaking, Selling Yuzai's face turned pale immediately. Selling Yuzai knew what he wanted to do, but he said stubbornly, "If you have the guts, give me a good time! What kind of man are you to scare people like this! "

"Didn't I just say that I want to do a minor operation for you." Ji Shaochen said with a half-smile, the dagger lightly patted Auction Yuzai's face, and suddenly the blade moved in the fearful eyes, very fast and accurate Inserted where he had been shot.

"Ah..." A howl resounded throughout the warehouse, and beads of sweat suddenly covered the forehead of the seller.

The four men were shocked by Ji Shaochen's behavior. They punched and kicked his wounds when they taught him how to sell the young fish, but they directly inserted them with a dagger. They haven't tried this method yet.

Ji Shaochen stared at the selling fish boy and reacted, the arc of his lips looked very gentle, but the finger holding the dagger was slowly turning.

The sharp dagger piercing the skin hurts just thinking about it, not to mention the wound where the bullet was shot.

Hearing the howling of the selling fish, Ji Shaochen didn't intend to stop. When he felt the tip of the knife touch the bullet, he picked it deliberately and asked casually, "Who sent you to kill me?"

Selling Yuzai gritted his teeth, beads of sweat dripping down his forehead slowly, "No one, I said it, I just don't want to be reconciled."

Because of the pain, Selling Yuzai said every word, and then there was a howl, and the tip of the knife that was on the bullet was picked vigorously, not only did not pick out the bullet, but it sent it a little deeper.

"Is it true that no one ordered you or do you want to resist yourself?" Ji Shaochen asked casually.

Selling fish baby again, "No... there is... someone!"

This trick couldn't make Yuzai confess to behind-the-scenes instructions, so Ji Shaochen had no choice but to use other methods.

Pulling out the dagger, getting up and turning back to the table, throwing the dagger on the table, while taking the towel on top and gracefully wiping his fingers, he ordered softly, "Bring some salt and chili noodles, and disinfect him."

It is understandable to use salt to sterilize, but chili noodles...

It is clear at a glance what to do with it.

Zou Long winked at a man again, and the man responded and immediately ran to the other side of the warehouse. There was also a table with pots and a stove on it, which seemed to be a place for cooking.

The man rummaged for a while, but couldn't find chili noodles, so he had to take salt and a tube of mustard.

"Master, there's no more chili noodles, only this." The man presented the salt and mustard in front of Ji Shaochen.

Ji Shaochen took a glance, took both of them, looked around, then put the salt on the table, and came to the seller of fish with mustard.

Looking at the man squatting in front of him, Selling Yuzai rubbed his back defensively, "What do you want to do?"

Ji Shaochen raised the mustard in his hand, "Nothing, your wound is bleeding too much, apply some to help you stop the bleeding."

As he spoke, he unscrewed the wasabi, squeezed out some on his fingertips, and handed it over.

The green paste-like viscous substance, you don't need to try it to know how it feels when you apply it to the wound. The selling fish stared closely at the finger that was slowly coming over, sweating in fright.

Ji Shaochen's movements were slow and orderly. He supported the selling fish boy's arm with one hand to prevent him from moving, and accurately applied the paste-like object on his fingertips to his wound. It was obviously a very gentle movement, but the most ruthless was the last one. the finishing touches.

I saw that when Ji Shaochen was applying mustard on the wound of selling fish, he suddenly exerted force with his fingers, and the fingers stuck to the mustard were completely submerged into the wound.

There was another howl, the fish seller raised his head and gritted his teeth, the veins on his neck bulged, "You bastard, give me a good time if you have the ability, what kind of a man is it to torture me like this..."

"Murder is illegal." Ji Shaochen said lightly, leaving the paste-like substance on his fingertips in the wound, and turning his fingertips in the wound as before, "Who sent you here?"

Unexpected questions can always get unexpected answers, and Ji Shaochen is well aware of this, so he asked at this time.

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(End of this chapter)