Chapter 65 Walking with Beauty (Asking for Recommendation Votes, Rewards)

The nightingale quickly grabbed the dagger, her half-opened beautiful eyes suddenly showed a hint of murderous intent, her jade hand was clenched tightly, and she slowly raised it, and the dagger that flashed cold light and was still bloodstained was raised, and it was about to stab towards Ji Chang's heart.

At this time, Ji Chang had already torn the wound clothes on her leg, and said with a match: "Fortunately, the bullet didn't hit the bone, and this leg can still be saved." When I take out the bullet inside, I will be recuperated for half a month, and I will be able to fully recover. ”

Regardless of whether the nightingale could hear it or not, Ji Chang grabbed her injured right leg with a serious expression, turned her right hand into a palm, and suddenly slapped the injured back of her right leg.

A force pierced through her leg muscles, and Nightingale suddenly felt a pain in her right leg, and the bullets embedded in the flesh seemed to be drilling out little by little.

This pain immediately made the nightingale's right hand holding the dagger tremble, and his head was much clearer, and the right hand, which wanted to stab Ji Chang to death on the spot immediately, stopped in mid-air at this moment.

Ji Chang never turned his head, casually squeezed out the half-drilled bullet with his hand, and muttered in his mouth: "I don't have anti-inflammatory drugs here, you can get some dressing yourself when you go back, and I'll help you bandage the wound first!"

The expression was extremely serious, and Ji Chang's movements were also very careful, grabbing a strip of cloth, and carefully bandaging the wound on the nightingale's right leg.

Seeing Ji Chang's attentive appearance, the nightingale held the dagger's right hand and slowly relaxed, and a complex color gradually appeared in his eyes.

"When did you become so soft-hearted!"

The nightingale sighed in her heart, silently placed the dagger on the ground, closed her eyes again, and let Ji Chang bandage it without asking.

Nightingale didn't know that the moment she let go of the dagger and closed her eyes, Ji Chang had already swept her gaze, and the corners of her mouth suddenly opened a strange arc:

If this girl really attacked herself at that time, Ji Chang would not hesitate to kill her.

Fortunately, after struggling inwardly for a while, the nightingale put down the dagger, which can be regarded as saving his own life.

"Well, the wound has been treated. I don't bother to care about the hatred between you, whether you live or die, it depends on the will of God. ”

Ji Chang got up, looked at the nightingale who was still in a state of "fainting" again, snapped his fingers, beckoned the white wolf, and went down the mountain with one wolf and one wolf.

When Ji Chang and the white wolf walked out of a hundred meters, the nightingale, who was originally "fainting", suddenly opened her beautiful eyes and looked at the direction in which Ji Chang left, her eyes were still complicated.

She's a killer, walking in the dark world, can't see the light, and the cleaner is dead, so it stands to reason that if she doesn't want to be exposed, it's best to kill Ji Chang.

But in the end, the nightingale still had a conscience and gratitude, and did not attack the life-saving benefactor.

The inner struggle and entanglement can be imagined.

Especially when her beautiful eyes swept to the torn chest of her clothes, a large area of snow white was still revealed, and the nightingale was even more cold and pretty, instantly dyed with a touch of pale ruddy, and she was shy.

Although she is a cold killer, she also has a sense of shame, so she was looked at by a strange man, and even when she took the bullet, she touched it, and when she healed it, she rubbed it there.

Whether the strange man was unintentional or kind, the nightingale's body had some kind of emotion~~ desire to react at that moment, and this shame made her face a little hot now.

Biting his thin lips, he forced his intention to rush out to settle accounts with Ji Chang, and the nightingale stood up with difficulty by holding on to a tree behind him, and after a while, he disappeared into the woods.

The white wolf seemed to hear the movement behind him, and just wanted to turn back, but he was slapped by Ji Chang in the head: "What's the matter with you, go home with the master!"

The white wolf let out an aggrieved "whin", and honestly followed behind Ji Chang, with his tail wagging like Erha.

At lunchtime, Ji Chang received a call from Fang Ya, the owner of Accord business, and as soon as he connected it, Fang Ya's impatient voice came from inside: "Ji Chang, when can you send the wild mountain mushrooms over, I am out of stock in the hotel now!"

Listening to the voice, Fang Ya was anxious: "The guests order the soft-shelled turtle stewed wild mountain mushroom soup, the ingredients are completely insufficient!

"Didn't we say okay, supply at four o'clock in the afternoon every day? It's just noon!" Ji Chang said with something in his mouth and a little slurred.

"I don't care, anyway, you send the wild mountain mushrooms to my sister as soon as possible, before four o'clock today!"

Fang Ya directly played a woman's little trickery, which made Ji Chang speechless.

However, the process of answering the phone was seen by Liu Qing: "Hey, Sister Wenqing, this kid actually made the latest version of Guo X, and he still cries poor all day long, it's really hateful." ”

was elbowed twice by Liu Qing, and Shen Wenqing also saw Guo X that Ji Chang was banging into her pocket, but the first thing that came to her mind was not how awesome it was to use Guo X, but whether there were really sexy photos of her in that Guo X.

can't help it, gritting his teeth.

Ji Chang didn't know why, and said with a smile: "Shen Zhishu, the hotel is urging delivery." You can broadcast it later, and ask the folks to speed up, and I must deliver the goods before four o'clock in the afternoon!"

As soon as she heard this, Shen Wenqing couldn't care about eating, and she couldn't care about being annoyed that Ji often looked at her sexy photos, so she put down the dishes and chopsticks and ran to the village room, with an absolutely good attitude of being a good secretary for the people.

"Uh...... Sister Wenqing is really a good cadre who is dedicated to the people! Liu Yue let out a voice with a shocked face.

Then he looked at Ji Chang: "In the afternoon, how do you go to the county seat?

"What are you doing in the county seat?" Ji Chang was a little puzzled.

"My grandfather is not in good health, I want to go back and take a look!" Liu Yue did not hide it, and said bluntly.

"Well, I'll contact the small cargo card, and you will come with me when the time comes!" Ji Chang then took out the phone, called Sun Wansheng, and made an appointment to wait on the village road at four o'clock in the afternoon, and said that he had to piggyback on someone, and Sun Wansheng naturally agreed to come down.

When I got out of the car, I made money again, just piggybacking on someone, and it didn't take much trouble.

In the afternoon, after Shen Wenqing notified the villagers on the radio, people came to the village room one after another with wild mountain mushrooms on their backs.

Shen Wenqing found a notebook and weighed and memorized the wild mountain mushrooms collected by the villagers one by one.

Ji Chang made a special trip to Zhao Fangling's house: "Uncle Ling, your tractor will lend me a little bit to send the wild mountain mushrooms to the road at the entrance of the village." ”

As he spoke, Ji Chang took out two packets of cloud cigarettes for ten yuan and handed them to Zhao Fangling.

"Second boy, don't you just use a tractor? Why are you polite!" Zhao Fangling refused and refused to accept it.

Zhao Fangling is honest and loyal, the villagers are neighbors, and it is not a trivial matter to use a tractor?

"Uncle Ling, I've bought everything, and I'm not addicted to smoking, so you can take it!" Ji Chang unceremoniously stuffed the cigarette into Zhao Fangling's hand.

Ten yuan a pack of cigarettes, in the eyes of the villagers, is no longer bad.

In the afternoon, Zhao Fangling drove a tractor, with a dilapidated car body in the back, carrying six or seven hundred catties of wild mountain mushrooms, and also carried a small travel bag on the way.

"Second boy, can this wild mountain mushroom really be sold for money?"

Zhao Fangling couldn't help but be a little curious when he saw hundreds of catties of wild mountain mushrooms pulling in the car.

"Didn't Uncle Ling go up to the mountain to pick them?" Ji Chang was a little surprised, thinking that this honest and loyal Zhao Fangling would go to the mountain to collect wild mountain mushrooms.

"No, no, I always felt that no one would want this thing, so I ...... Hehe~" Zhao Fangling scratched his head honestly.