Chapter 31: Don't do it again

His palms naturally became red and swollen instantly.

He snorted with a sinister breath in his mouth, thinking, "Damn, what kind of grimace is this?" Is it made of wild boar skin? It made Lao Tzu's hands hot for a while.

But when he saw that Shang Fang's left side of his face also had a faintly visible five-finger print, he was relieved, even if he was injured, it seemed that it was not without any effect.

It's just that Shangfang is still motionless and hasn't been woken up.

It seems that hitting him on the left side of the face is not enough, he also has to hit the right cheek.

The right side of his face will be replaced by you, and I will rest first.

Then the left soldier gave the subordinate on the right, called Youyou, a wink.

He nodded his head upwards and motioned for a chance to let him go.

When I heard this, I thought to myself, brother, you are too generous, don't swallow alone, let me practice too.

Suddenly, his eyebrows were raised, and he was overjoyed, and his heart was also grateful and happy.

He stretched out his wrist and shook it, eager to try.

He just looked at the five finger prints on the left side of Shang Fang's face.

I thought that this was too special and artistic, and it seemed to be very technical.

But I think I can do it too.

Although he was not a serious martial arts cultivator, and he didn't know anything about luck, he also took a big breath, riveted his strength, and slapped Shang Fang's right face with his left hand.

Then, just as the effects produced by what the left soldier did, including audio, video, graphics, etc., it was repeated, and with a snap, a five-finger print on the right side of Shangfang's face immediately appeared.

Of course, it was not surprising that his hand was immediately red and swollen, and it was completely a reappearance of the encounter.

In pain, he hurriedly raised his hand to his mouth, making a blowing sound, whirring, as if he had just grabbed a hot potato that had just come out of the oven.

Unexpectedly, the old god of Shangfang was lying there, still not moving, "sleeping peacefully".

Zuo and You looked at each other, looking confused, but they both understood each other's intentions, and they suffered together.

They all broke their teeth and swallowed in their stomachs, not daring to show Lin Ziyuan their red and swollen palms.

They didn't dare to shirk their responsibilities and said that they couldn't wake him up because his skin was as thick as pig's skin.

Secretly scolded him for being pigskin, bear skin, and tiger skin, how can animal skins grow on human faces?

But they don't dare to reveal that their slap is not as good as Shangfang's face, otherwise their KPI performance appraisal will not be downgraded!

As far as the careful thinking of these two straw bale subordinates, Lin Ziyuan can certainly see some traces.

Otherwise, if you have been their boss for so long, you will be in vain.

But in order to take care of their meager face, they didn't expose it to their faces.

She moved slightly, walked over, and saw her right index finger, a lucky true qi, close to Shangfang's temple, touching the face a little.

Shang Fang's head suddenly had a thrill, he shook his head sharply, and opened his confused eyes as if he was looking at this incomparably strange and terrifying world.

He frowned, gritted his teeth, and tried his best to remember what had happened to him, thinking about another headache, and then a confusion, and he really couldn't think about it for a while.

During this long period of coma, even though it was painful, I didn't know it, and then I suddenly woke up, and suddenly felt soreness and discomfort in my limbs.

As he moved his limbs violently, he was horrified to find that although his arms were handcuffed, they could swing, but his legs could not move without shackles, and his face could not help but be full of astonishment and horror.

Suddenly, he cried out in horror: "What's wrong with my feet, what have you done to me?" Did you give me an anesthetic? Why don't they listen to me? ”

Listen to you, unless your feet have ears!

Even if you are talented, have long legs and ears, and have acupuncture points pointed, it is like the passage is blocked, or you can't hear the sound, or you can't get out.

He scratched his scalp and grabbed his hair loss, and he never imagined that Wang Junsheng would make up some points on his legs and feet after he fainted.

Now he can only be blindfolded alone, confused.

Lin Ziyuan's two subordinates looked strange because of the disadvantage of the division just now, and stood aside stupidly.

For Shangfang's loud voice, they didn't dare to respond immediately, they all wanted to see what instructions the boss had.

At this time, Lin Ziyuan's eyebrows trembled, and she glared at Shang Fang and said sharply: "As a thief, you dare to shout so much when you are caught, you are special enough." What have we done to you? Do you know how many cases you left behind? It's not too much to break your leg and ruin it.

Do you remember what you did here? Don't pretend to me, stand up! ”

The fashion house suddenly remembered his crime.

He still vaguely remembered that he had successfully opened three locks in front of him, and was about to enter the room to pack his bags—it seemed that he was still basking in the joy of being successful.

By the way, it's the young rookie, oh no, he's not a rookie.

He's a hateful eagle, hell, he's the one who killed me.

At this time, when he heard Lin Ziyuan's scolding and told him to stand up, he found that his legs and feet were actually straight but there was no strength, and he could use his hands to support the ground and bend his legs to stand up.

Shang Fang's old face couldn't help but show a painful and embarrassed expression, it seems that thieves are also human beings, and they can't help but feel innocent and helpless.

In her case-handling career in the past few years, Lin Ziyuan has seen a lot of cunning scoundrels, and she can't count them on her fingers.

But when I saw Shang Fang's funny and realistic performance, I couldn't help but laugh dumbly, and I sighed that this person's acting skills are really first-class!

He is really developing in all aspects, stealing, martial arts, and performing are not missing, and he is close to picking up stars in the sky.

Slightly regretting that he had gone astray, she said to him with a righteous face:

"Don't act anymore, I believe in your acting skills, stand up and follow us, go to the police-bureau. Do you want us to help you? ”

She swung her slender hand forward, motioning for her two subordinates to help him up and take him away directly.

The two men were instructed to put each hand on one of Shangfang's arms and set him up.

But seeing that he still couldn't stand on his legs and feet, it was as if he was really useless.

Shang Fang looked bitter at this time, and shouted in his heart, my leg is really useless.

Then he turned his head and looked at Wang Junsheng angrily, both frightened and angry, and pointed at Wang Junsheng fiercely with his hand and shouted: "It's him, he wasted my legs, officer, you want to administer justice for me!"

I know it's wrong for me to break in, and you see I didn't steal anything, and I was made like this! ”

Lin Ziyuan nodded slightly, gave Zuo Bing a look, and went to lift his trouser leg to see where he was injured.

Unexpectedly, Shang Fang was dressed in a strong suit, and his trousers were tight, and Zuo Bing couldn't lift it in a daze.

Lin Ziyuan is not ordinary, she has really seen the world, he is common to men's red arms, and he has also helped to bandage and care for the injuries on his calves and thighs, so she is not very repulsive to men's bodies that are not certain parts.