Chapter 373

"I never brush the pot for others in my life, and I don't need others to brush my own pot. 80 million. Do you give it now or later?" Jiang Wuchen said coldly.

"Brother snake, this is a fool." a man in black loosened Matsushima Jixiang's arm and walked to Jiang Wuchen. "Fool, do you know who you were talking to just now? Ah! Brother Haichuan black snake, debt collector..." he said, and he began to move towards Jiang Wuchen.

Jiang Wuchen's eyes were cold. Before the man reached out, his big ears had been fanned.

Pop.

The man flopped to the ground and passed out on the spot.

"Grass Mud Horse, put his blood." brother snake said, took out a butterfly knife from his trouser pocket, quickly hit the flower, and plunged into Jiang Wuchen.

Jiang Wuchen came first after him. His hand was like lightning. He immediately grabbed the butterfly knife and pricked more than a dozen blood holes in brother snake's chest.

Brother snake fell back, squatted on the ground and howled like a pig.

When the other two see the situation, they also talk about loyalty and rush towards Jiang Wuchen. A man kicks up his high whip leg. Jiang Wuchen retreats slightly and draws a butterfly knife in his hand.

Pooh.

The man broke his hamstring and fell to the ground with a scream.

Another man smashed it with a punch, and Jiang Wuchen swept his legs and kicked it.

Click.

The man broke three ribs, vomited out his old blood, flew out, hit a car, and immediately fell to the ground in a coma.

For this role, it is like chopping melons and vegetables for Jiang Wuchen, which is simpler than stepping on ants.

Matsushima Jixiang, who was pressed to the ground, put on his torn jeans at this moment, crying with tears on his face. I still feel pity at first sight.

Jiang Wuchen sighed and turned to look at the bald man.

The bald guy's eyes greeted the river and didn't dare to look straight. He quickly avoided it and rolled on the ground at the same time.

"What do you call it?" Jiang Wuchen asked.

"Boss... Big." brother snake's voice trembled, "call me little snake."

"Why is it her?" Jiang Wuchen looks at Matsushima Jixiang.

Matsushima Jixiang's heart jumped wildly and thought to himself, is he caring about me? A strong criminal who... Cares about people?

"She... Owes our boss money."

"How much is it?"

"Six... 68 million."

Jiang Wuchen couldn't help looking at Matsushima Jixiang. "The business of Flamingo is not bad. Why do you owe so much money?"

Maybe it was anger, or extreme inferiority complex, or unwilling to be rescued by someone who had strengthened herself. Matsushima Jixiang cried and shouted, "don't worry about you, don't worry about me." she was about to stand up. As a result, her ankle hurt badly. At the moment, she squatted down again.

"The money... Was owed by her eldest brother, Matsushima Lingyi. He gambled outside the casino and lost 10 million. Later, he began to borrow usury, and then kept losing and borrowing..."

Jiang Wuchen suddenly understood, "who's your boss?"

"Yuemen Xiaoge!"

Jiang Wuchen shook his head. "I haven't heard of it. It's not important. Go back and tell him that the money is all right. Don't come to her in the future."

"Boss, you... Who are you?" the bald man asked weakly.

"Jiang Wuchen!"

"She... Who are you?" the bald man then asked. These days, he has made a clear investigation of Matsushima Jixiang, her social relations and friends. I never thought there was such a fierce man around her.

Jiang Wuchen?

It's a strange name. I haven't heard of it.

It's not a raptor, but a river. You still have to record it.

"She... Used to be my woman." Jiang Wuchen said faintly.

Hearing this, Matsushima Jixiang's tears couldn't help flowing down.

Jiang Wuchen walked over and gently bent down to approach.

As he approached, Matsushima Jixiang had a strong sense of suffocation, and his hair stood up all over his body.

Jiang Wuchen reached out and picked her up from the ground.

"Ah..." Matsushima Jixiang exclaimed. On Congjiang Wuchen's hand, she felt the breadth and temperature of a man's palm, which was very wonderful.

"Three years, you are thin..." Jiang Wuchen smiled.

Matsushima Jixiang closes her eyes. She wants to shrink into Jiang Wuchen's arms and cry. However, there seems to be a thick diaphragm in her heart. She is not allowed to do so.

However, in Jiang Wuchen's arms, at the moment, Matsushima Jixiang seems to be a little sheep who has been injured all the time and let him hold it.

Looking at the back of the two people leaving, brother snake gritted his teeth, "Jiang Wuchen, I remember you, and I will find you!"

Jiang Wuchen stopped and turned slightly.

Brother snake quickly backed back in fear.

"Remember, next time you come to me, take the $80 million you owe me! Otherwise, break your legs." Jiang Wuchen said faintly, and immediately turned and walked into the elevator.

The elevator door closed and the whole world was quiet, leaving only two people inside.

"Go to your house or my house?" Jiang Wuchen looks at Matsushima Jixiang.

Matsushima Jixiang was stunned and immediately shook his head, "put me down."

Jiang Wuchen didn't let go. "You sprained your ankle. Let me take you home."

The elevator stopped on the sixth floor. Jiang Wuchen came out with Matsushima Jixiang in his arms. At the door of Matsushima Jixiang, two thin men in black stood.

Seeing Jiang Wuchen and Matsushima Jixiang coming, it was obviously a little unexpected. They came at once.

Jiang Wuchen kicked one by one and directly hurt him. His cold eyes were like a knife. "Get out of here, dare to come again and leave your life."

Matsushima Jixiang seems to have lost his soul. He takes out the key from his handbag and gives it to Jiang Wuchen.

When the door opened, it was a one bedroom with only 50 square meters. Matsushima Jixiang inherited the delicacy of Dongyi people. For her, the house was used to live, not fried.

One bedroom, she is enough.

The room was a little messy. When she went out in the morning, the clothes she left yesterday had not been washed. The black inner library and bra were all placed on the sofa, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Put me down and you can go," Matsushima Jixiang said.

Jiang Wuchen ignored her at all, directly took her to tatami and gently put it down.

Matsushima Jixiang's body trembled. I can't imagine. I don't know what Jiang Wuchen will do next. What if he wants to do that?

Resistance is certainly not enough. For this bad man, Jixiang Matsushima didn't even have a trace of defense. You know, on that night, the first time in her three places was taken away by him without conscience.

However, Matsushima Jixiang thought a little more. After Jiang Wuchen put her down, he got up and left.

He left, which should have been lucky, but there was a trace of loss in Matsushima Jixiang's heart, "sad woman..." Matsushima Jixiang mocked himself bitterly.

She struggled to take off her dirty jeans and coat, revealing her white tight thighs and a belly without any fat.

The mountain has trees and branches, and the heart is happy with you. You don't know.

Matsushima Jixiang's cheeks are red, and Jiang Wuchen's appearance flashes and repeats in his mind.

The door clicked again. She sat up in surprise, but saw Jiang Wuchen coming back again.