Rich Baby: Billionaire Daddy Comes

Lu Pei felt the shadow behind him. He leaned slightly, and a sharp ice cone pierced the cutting board in front of him.

Han Jingsheng stands in the back of the slope, very unwilling to bite his teeth, this guy hides really fast.

Lu Pei took a step aside and said with a gloomy smile, "Han Shao, what are you doing?"

Han Jingsheng's eyes are like a layer of ice.

He pretended to be indifferent to pull out the ice cone, turned around and took out a piece of frozen ice from the refrigerator, and said in a low voice: "nothing, I'm here to help you. Do you want to make boiled shrimp later? I'll get you some ice water. After the boiled prawns are cooked, they should be passed over with ice water, so as not to have a fishy smell

Han Jingsheng said, calmly with the ice cone into the ice grid, the broken ice into the bowl.

Lu Pei said, "you have to poke on the chopping board before you get the ice. What's wrong with this?"

"Try whether the ice cone is sharp enough."

Lu Pei sneers, is this a bad reason?

"It turns out that Han Shao still knows how to make boiled shrimp. It's really impressive."

"I think Xinyi has done it several times. I still know the steps."

Lu Pei probably guessed what Han Jingsheng wanted to do, but he was still quiet. He was not any kind of advice. He would not immediately turn into a turtle and hide when he smelled the danger.

Lu Pei returned to his original position and continued to cut the shrimp belly with scissors and pick out the shrimp thread.

This meal is mainly made for Su man, and Lu Pei is willing to do it.

After Han Jingsheng chiseled the ice, he saw a solid pine meat hammer made of stainless steel. It was specially used to smash meat paste. It was similar to an ordinary small hammer.

Han Jingsheng's heart sank, suddenly grabbed the hammer, turned around like lightning, and waved toward Lu Pei's temple.

With a bang, the meat hammer hit a pan.

Lu Pei grabs the pan and pokes his head out of the back. "Han Shao, your tricks are really many. I think you are here to help."

Han Jingsheng's pupil is full of shock, and Lu Pei's reaction is simply frightening.

Just as Han Jingsheng turns around, Lu Pei is aware of the murderous spirit, so he picks up the pan from the side and blocks it as a shield in front of his face.

Fortunately, Lu Pei is quick enough, otherwise his brain has been smashed in all directions.

Now that he has exposed his ambition, Han Jingsheng doesn't hide it. He turns the pine meat hammer in a direction and waves it to Lu Pei's next three routes.

Good treacherous move, sure enough, only men know where men's weaknesses are.

Lu Pei's pan quickly moved to the abdomen, again blocking the attack of the pine meat hammer.

Then Lu Pei raised his other hand and punched Han Jingsheng on his nose.

This move is too fast. Han Jingsheng is unprepared. After a blow, he goes backwards and loosens the meat hammer from his hand.

Han Jingsheng leaned on the opposite cooking table, itching near his nose. He raised his hand and wiped the blood in one hand.

He was actually hit by Lu Pei with nosebleed. Han Jingsheng glared at each other angrily. For many years, it was the first time that he met a person who could get close to him and beat his nosebleed.

Lu Pei turned the pan in his hand and said, "don't you interfere with my cooking? My wife is still waiting for my shrimp

Han Jingsheng sneered, "she's waiting for a fast meal."

This means that he wants to kill Lu Pei, and then let Su man go to the mourning hall to have a vegetarian meal.

Lu Pei turned his shoulder and put his horse on his face.

Han Jingsheng pulls out a fruit knife from the knife rest at hand and stabs Lu Pei cleanly. Lu Pei quickly opens it with a pan.

But Lu Pei is wrong. Han Jingsheng's other hand suddenly turns out the ice cone, and the sharp tip stabs Lu Pei's neck.

Originally, Han Jingsheng's action of holding the knife was just a cover up. In fact, his other hand secretly hid the ice cone into his sleeve.

Lu Pei can't prevent this time, the ice cone stabbed into his collar.

Lu Pei hurriedly lowered his neck forward. The ice cone was close to the skin of his neck and rubbed behind his neck.

How close! Fortunately, it didn't penetrate his carotid artery.

Lu Pei stares at Han Jingsheng, "you come really, you want to kill people in your house?"

"Do I have to pick a geomantic treasure for you?"

Han Jingsheng pulled out the ice cone that failed to kill. This time, he changed direction and stabbed Pei's eye socket.

Lu Pei's pan is always holding the fruit knife on Han Jingsheng's other hand, so he can't wave it over.

Lu peidang raised his left foot and stood up to Han Jingsheng's body. Han Jingsheng couldn't get close to him.

The distance of his eyes was only half an inch away from his eyes.

Han Jingsheng's strength is really great, some unexpected Lu Pei, this international killer's reputation is really not blowing.

Lu Pei is struggling with him, seeing that the ice cone is moving forward one millimeter and one millimeter, getting closer and closer to Lu Pei's eyes.Han Jingsheng squeezed out words from his teeth, "aren't you disabled? How can your feet be so powerful? What panacea did you take to cure your leg? "

Lu Pei was able to show a smile at this juncture, "you care how I cure it. Even if I'm still in a wheelchair, you can't kill me."

But he is just hard of mouth. He didn't get out of the wheelchair for a long time. Now he can't beat Han Jingsheng physically.

Han Jingsheng felt Lu Pei's laxity. The ice cone thrust forward, and a winding blood flowed down from Lu Pei's forehead.

Han Jingsheng was surprised. Lu Pei turned his head again to avoid it. The ice cone just scraped a piece of skin on his forehead.

Han Jingsheng is about to die of anger. He doesn't believe it. In this small kitchen, he can't kill the helpless Lu Pei!

Before Han Jingsheng's thoughts subsided, the pan on Lu Pei's other hand suddenly changed an angle and hit the back of Han Jingsheng's hand. Han Jingsheng's fruit knife fell to the ground.

Then, the pan's strong Korean Jingsheng swept over, a crisp dull sound, hit Han Jingsheng's forehead.

Han Jingsheng stumbled under the table.

Without saying a word, Lu Pei threw away the pan, picked up the scissors that had cut the live shrimp before, bent down smartly and neatly, grabbed Han Jingsheng's collar, and held up the scissors at his neck.

Lu Pei has just stabbed the scissors near Han Jingsheng's carotid artery. His heart aches. He looks down and sees Han Jingsheng holding the ice cone, the tip of which reaches Pei's heart. Lu Pei can't move.

As long as Lu Pei stabs him hard, Han Jingsheng will certainly stab him without hesitation. Both of them will die.

Lu Pei hesitated for a few minutes. He didn't want to go on the road with Han Jingsheng, or he would have to encounter this trouble spirit when he arrived at the underworld.

At this time, a gentle call came from the outside of the kitchen, "how is it banging inside? What the hell are you doing? "

It's su man's voice.

A few seconds later, Su man walks into the kitchen with Fang Zihua in his arms. Lu Pei stands in front of the stove with his back to her, holding a kettle in his hand, and pouring boiling water into the pot. It seems that he is going to cook shrimp.

Han Jingsheng also back to her, standing in front of the chopping board, with a small kitchen knife, seriously cutting the ginger slices to be used for scorching shrimp.

Su man blinks. This scene looks normal. Why did so much noise just now? Su man thought there was a war here.

Su man was puzzled and asked, "what happened to those sounds just now?"

"I dropped something by accident." Lu Pei shrugged his shoulders calmly and never looked back. He could not turn back now. There was blood on his forehead.