The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

"General Wan, although I don't have the rules, I will do something else!"

Unexpectedly, a woman's family in Jiang qianxia dared to answer. Wan Feng was stunned and smiled angrily. His head lazily rested on the beauty's shoulder in his arms and hissed, "Oh? What else can you say? Let's listen. I'd like to see that young master Inoue can take you everywhere. What can you do, ugly woman?"

"I know a lot! For example..."

The cold light of the dagger in his sleeve suddenly appeared. Jiang qianxia hung a pure smile and showed off his brilliance. He gently lifted it up. His extremely sharp short blade cut Wanfeng's straight nose.

Wan Feng even saw the blood splashing in front of him and the nose that slowly tilted to the side and fell on the beauty's skirt.

The severe pain slowly emerged after being shocked for a long time, but Wan Feng could only endure the scream desperately. He was sweating on his forehead, hung his eyes, stared at the tip of the knife, and stood directly against the dagger in his jaw.

He had no doubt that as long as he screamed, the ugly woman would stab a dagger through his chin and cut off his tongue!

With the same smile, Jiang qianxia still leaned on boundless body, supported his cheek with one hand, and said in a clever soft voice: "you see, my body will also help the master cut open the person who doesn't know interest. If that person doesn't know interest, my body can work a little harder to shut him up forever."

The gushing blood reddened the lower half of Wanfeng's face. The nasal cavity without the nose was exposed to the eyes of people at the table. Two black holes with blood bubbles and drums could really wake people up in their dreams at night.

With a slight sigh, Jiang qianxia complained in a annoyed voice, "general Wan, do you know that killing is actually a very tiring job? I have killed more than 100 people in less than three years. I am a weak woman. I really don't like such rough work, but there are always people who don't appreciate it and make the master unhappy."

"General Wan, do you really hate such people?"

Wan Feng is about to cry. No, he has cried. He endured the severe pain that can't be called out and let his nose and tears gush out continuously, but the nose and tears touch the wound. It really hurts. He wants to make people scratch their hearts and lungs!

His head felt swollen, ignorant and hot. He wanted to cry one by one, but the cold blade on his chin forcibly pulled his mind on the verge of collapse. He couldn't stand it.

"Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu..."

Jiang qianxia wrinkled his nose and shook his head lovingly. He was dissatisfied and said, "that's not good. The master said, 50% bonus, 10% of your family. You can't take back what the master sent out."

Wan Feng didn't know how to react. He could only repeat the words "I was wrong", which was disgusting.

He didn't want to really kill him. Jiang qianxia didn't hate him until he had suffered enough. He dropped his nose and picked it up from the stiff beauty skirt.

The ghost knew early in the morning that the meal would not be so stable. When he came, he carried the medicine box on his back. At this time, he skillfully took out the sterilized liquid medicine and powder and handed it to him. Jiang qianxia carefully disinfected Wanfeng's wound, washed away the blood, and carefully wiped away the tears for him.

Then he used a sharp needle and thread to help him reconnect his smoothly cut nose.

Back to Wan Feng, the nose on his face was red and white, and two fine sutures crossed an arc on his face.

Jiang qianxia looked left and right, suddenly smiled, crossed his waist proudly and said, "general Wan, in addition to killing, the needlework that my daughter should learn has not fallen. You see, how well the wound is stitched!"

The nose somehow returned to his face again. Wan Feng nodded in a trance. He couldn't afford to resist at all.

After witnessing the whole process, park Haitian and Jiang Xijun sat nervously and calmly. They didn't want to stop all this, nor could they really calm down to ignore this bloody scene. It was Jiang qianxia who cut his nose with a knife. At the same time, the other two ghost slaves who played a waiter with a wine pot had naturally put the knife on their back heart.

Wanfeng's pride and self-esteem were easily destroyed. Jiang qianxia wiped away the blood on his hands and went back to the boundless side again without making a sound.

Boundless spoiled and looked at her helplessly, and then he said, "this will not be an example."

Jiang qianxia quickly and skillfully nods. She knows that limitless means "never take another example". It means that he or a ghost will do this kind of rough thing at close range. She has no Kung Fu and will never be the opponent of Wanfeng.

Even though Wanfeng now looks like a slug, he is at least a real military spokesman! How can a tall and healthy man be controlled by a petite woman!

Wan Feng just didn't expect Jiang qianxia to dare to do it. What's more, he didn't expect that such a beautiful little woman who looked at the harmlessness of human and livestock would do it so ruthlessly and decisively. The murderous spirit burst out in a moment, which made people feel like they were buried in chaos

But according to Pu Haitian and Jiang Xijun, the saying of "childe Inoue" is not an example, but it is naked connivance!

Just a woman of low status, cut general Wan's nose, and say "don't do it again?!

Even if it's superficial Kung Fu, at least scold her and let her kneel down to make an apology to general Wan!

The whole body trembled with anger. Jiang Xijun forbeared and forbeared. Then he said, "the young master on the well really needs more discipline. If the man is present, the woman is better to keep her own."

"Whatever she wants to do, you just take it, noisy."

After Jiang Xijun glanced at him, he looked at the sticky blood on his master's clothes and said coldly, "what else needs to be discussed about the division of the casino."

"No, no, where is master Inoue's Casino going to be located and when to open? When opening, I must bring gifts to support it. First, I wish master Inoue a prosperous business and a lot of money!"

After all, park Youtian is a businessman. The smile on his face is so kind that he can't see any other emotions. He clasps his hands, as if he intended to show that he wasn't going to do any small moves.

Jiang Xijun seemed to want to say something. After being stopped by park Youtian, he was cold and didn't speak.

To tell the truth, they are really satisfied. They don't have to do anything to get a 10% bonus. They can get money for nothing and make friends with the aristocrats in Fusang. They can't ask for such a good thing.

Of course, if they really put down all their small moves and kindness, it depends on whether the new young master can resist the Revenge of thousands of families.