Beautiful Sweetheart

Ning Ji is not in the mood to answer this stupid question. Why? Where is it? Why?

Ning Ji thinks that the most boring and idiotic word in the world is why. If he can, Ning Ji really wants to apply for a law and ask why people drag him out to play until he dies.

"Can you stop asking this every time and ask the director if he can get another play?" Ning Ji helplessly rubbed the temple, heard why these three words all have a headache.

"Who are you! Come on The Dean started yelling.

But who makes his office sound insulation frightening? I'm afraid he hasn't done anything good in this office. Otherwise, how can he have such a good sound insulation effect?

This is the normal logic of thinking, not to mention Ning Ji, who is half a loser and half a hooligan.

"Stop yelling, no one will come even if you shout out loud." Ning Ji just sat down, as if since Murong snow left, he became more and more abnormal.

The fat president seemed to be tired of roaring, and no one came in. The office was still quiet, and there was even the echo of the fat president's roar.

"How dare you, do you know who I am?" The president angrily picked up the landline at hand, pressed a series of numbers, and saw that it was the phone of the Security Department of the hospital.

However, how can Ning Ji look at him and ask for help? There is a reason why he met the phone. Ning Ji has cut off the telephone line quietly for a long time. If this phone really works, it's the hell.

"Hello! Hello The dean's face is white, he yelled for a long time, there is no fart on the phone, no beep.

"I advise you to connect the telephone line and call again, otherwise you will not be able to make the call until tomorrow." Ning Ji grabs the telephone line which is made into two sections by him and shakes it in his hand, with a sneer on his face.

"You The dean's face brushes of a white, dispirited sat down, a face frighten of looking at rather Ji, the God of plague came.

"Me what me? If you want to say something, you may not have a chance later. " Ning Ji looks at the Dean with a sneer. Tormenting such corrupt officials has always been Ning Ji's favorite thing.

If you can, Ning Ji can do it every day and will not feel tired.

"What do you want to do? Who the hell are you? I have nothing to do with you. What do you want Dean panic, Ning Ji's words, a little bit let Dean leave last words meaning.

"You and I have no grudge? You're really kidding. " Ning Ji suddenly laughed, others said he would joke, but compared with the Dean, Ning Ji's level of joking is almost the level of primary school students.

A minute ago, he was still beating his attention, but now he is shouting that there is no injustice or hatred. The degree of thick skinned is far more than that of Ning Ji. For this, Ning Ji is not modest at all.

"Why? I don't even know you. Who are you? " Fat eyes constantly turn, as if in search of memory, in the end have looked like Ningji enemy.

Ning Ji sneered, this dead fat man is really precious and forgetful, and he didn't remember a minute ago, or he didn't even know what he looked like?

"You really don't know my name?" Ning Ji asked.

The fat Dean looked at Ning Ji and thought hard, but no matter what he thought, he couldn't think of a familiar name that could match the face in front of him.

"I, I don't know. I really don't know you." The fat man pulled his face bitterly, thinking that he was in trouble.

Sure enough, this guy has only interests in his mind. Even Ning Ji, who can get a lot of interests for him, doesn't know his face. He's crazy about money.

"Oh, it seems that I have to remind you, dear president. My name is Ning Ji. Do you think of anything?" Ning Ji more smile more gloomy, the whole appearance of a metamorphosis.

"Rather What's the age of Ning Fat man could hardly believe his ears, looked at Ningji's face, and then carefully glanced at a document on the table, as well as a picture on it.

then the face as like as two peas in the face of the fat man were black, because the photos on the document were almost the same as those of Ning Ji. In fact, they were not Ningji, but the Dean had not yet believed that the facts had been put before us.

Because it is clearly written in the document that Ning Ji's degree of injury is that he was injured by a sharp weapon less than an inch away from his atrium, which is a serious injury. He was rescued for four hours before he was out of danger.

It takes at least 10 days and a half months to get up, and then it takes months to get out of bed. These are still some strong young men. If they are replaced by some weak ones, they may have some sequelae.

However, the fact in front of us is obviously not consistent with the fact in the document report, because Ning Ji is not sitting in front of us now, and he is still lively and can threaten people.

"You Is it really Ningji? It's impossible It's impossible. " The Dean can't believe his eyes. How can there be such a freak in the world?"Ha ha, can I treat you as farting?" Ning Ji is not polite at all, and this kind of polite talk, unless Ning Ji was kicked in the head by a donkey when he went out today.

Dean swallowed saliva, obviously he believed this fact, Ning Ji is really beyond his imagination too much abnormal.

"Really It's really you I think between us There must be some misunderstanding The dean's face became very strange, just like eating cockroaches.

But is Ning Ji the kind of idiot who believes what you say? Obviously impossible. If you say there is a misunderstanding, there will be a misunderstanding?

Even if Ning Ji reduces his current IQ by 100, he will never believe that there was any misunderstanding between him and the dean.

"Misunderstanding? If I believe you, I might as well believe that this year's national football team can win the world cup Ningji stood up.

It's almost time to talk nonsense. It's not too early. If someone comes later, it's not easy for him to start.

"The national football team is not very strong." The fat man said with a dry smile.

Ning Ji is stunned. Is this product really stupid or fake? Guanyin Bodhisattva can't see the world cup champion of the national football team.

"Well, this kind of non nutritive dialogue between us can be over. Dean, you have been working in the hospital for so many years, and you don't know how much you know about nerve agents." Ningji's hand has been extended to the back, and the special pistol is there.

"God "Nerve agents?" The president's face is full of cold sweat, with the fat head and big ears like a pig's head, it really feels like steaming a pig's head.

"It seems you haven't heard of it. Why don't I give you a long insight today?" Ning Ji shows a smile that is very hard to beat.

"Well Mr. Ning Ji, there must be some misunderstanding between us. If you make an offer, I will try my best to meet your requirements. " The president was afraid this time. He retreated while talking. He looked like he was looking for an opportunity to escape at any time.

The intention of the other party, Ning Ji can see with his asshole, but if he really ran out, Ning Ji will live in vain.

"The president of the Mindu municipal hospital is actually engaged in human trafficking. You want to take me as your cash cow, but it's true that you have to have this life to earn money." Ning Ji holds the pistol in his hand. Today is a great opportunity to do experiments.

"Mr. Ningji, I can't understand what you are saying." The Dean has retreated to the corner.

"What am I talking about? Did I just say classical Chinese? Oh, forget it. It's a waste of life to waste so much saliva with people like you. That's it. " Ning Ji raised the muzzle of his gun and aimed at the dean.

The Dean yelled, trembling all over, and pulled out a pistol from the shelf behind him. But looking at his hands shaking, could he still shoot?

Ning Ji has seen a lot of big scenes, such as the dean. He takes a gun to frighten ordinary people. Even if he stands and asks him to shoot, he is afraid to shoot.

However, how could Ning Ji give him a chance to shoot? Otherwise, he would really practice in vain. Although Tang Xiaofan is a dead man, he can't think of any reason to lose when dealing with such social dregs.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out in the office, but it was not as bloody as in the movie. There was no bloody scene, only a small syringe inserted quietly in the president's heart.

The dean's face froze and his eyes filled with horror, like the fear of a predator at the top of the food chain.

However, the Dean didn't scream or even move. He just stood in the same place, his eyes gradually replaced by emptiness. What's more strange is that one of his arms was still half raised, holding the gun.

"Huo, the function of this medicine is so good that it scares people to death." Ning Ji, surprised and happy, slowly approached the dean. After confirming that the other party really didn't respond, he looked at the dean's facial expression like he was looking at a Western mirror.

It turned out that after the reaction speed was reduced by 100 times, it was in such a state. It was incredible.

I can't help but sigh that the brotherhood is a place with hidden dragon and crouching tiger. It's absolutely the best place to make such strange medicine to torture people.

Ning Ji's mind suddenly came up with a very strange idea. If this medicine can reduce people's reaction by 100 times, wouldn't it also prolong the damage?

One second of pain, to now will become a hundred seconds, too interesting.

Ning Ji takes out a knife. It's not the other knife. It's the one with Tang characters that almost killed him.

Ning Ji mercilessly inserts the throwing knife into the palm of the president's hand, and the blood suddenly comes out. However, the president still doesn't have any cry, as if he has completely become dumb.

However, from the change of panic and pain in his eyes, Ning Ji can still see that he just can't speak, but he is still awake and can definitely feel the pain.

Ning Ji's present state of mind is extremely morbid. He penetrates the palm of the dean's hand little by little, and the blade gradually penetrates into the fat flesh of the palm, and then gradually reveals the tip of the knife from the back of his hand.Blood almost dyed the dean's whole hand red, and there was a small beach on the ground.

Ning Ji sat back in his seat, cocked his legs, and began to enjoy this strange feast.

There was a subtle change in the president's face, but it was the look of extreme pain. Although Ning Ji couldn't imagine the feeling of pain that was prolonged by a hundred times, it should be very pleasant.

"It's a magic potion. It's a must-have medicine for killing people and stealing goods. Tang Qingcang, I'll leave you one!" Ning Ji looked at the change of the president, murmured to himself, and his eyes were full of firmness.