After lunch, Liutang asked me to sit down for a while while he went to find Senior Brother Gu Yu from the Tongtang Department to help me intercede and try to settle Rui Sheng, who wanted to settle accounts after the fall.
I was bored, leaning on my chair and playing with my phone.
It's only 12:10, and there's still 50 minutes of rest time before the department's afternoon break.
Meng Fan sent me a WeChat message, saying that he and Xiao Minghe had arrived at the headquarters suite and asked me to find them after closing at five o'clock.
I told Meng Fan that I had to invite Liu Tang to dinner after get off work. If they didn't mind, they could come together.
Meng Fan said that he should ask Xiao Minghe what he meant, and by the way, how was my experience in the fortune-telling hall.
I'm too lazy to type, so I can give him a voice reply just fine.
After chatting for seven or eight minutes, after Meng Fan confirmed that Xiao Minghe would have dinner with us in the evening, I got up and went to find the toilet.
I haven't been feeling well all morning. I just drank a big bowl of soup, and now my legs are shaking in a hurry.
After searching for a long time, I finally found the bathroom behind the sink.
I trotted in to solve it, and it was extremely enjoyable.
But when I was halfway peeing, someone put a black plastic bag over my head.
The next moment, punches and kicks fell like rain.
I was caught off guard and didn't even have the idea to dodge.
With the last kick, I was kicked to the corner.
"Wow."
The overwhelming feeling in my stomach made me squat down and vomit.
By the time I pulled off the plastic bag on my head, the men's room was empty.
I wiped my nostrils and felt heat flowing down.
Quickly hold on to the sink and stand in front of the mirror.
In the mirror, my eyes were blue and my nose and mouth were covered in blood.
I washed it randomly, found toilet paper to block the bleeding nostrils, and raised my head.
I knew without guessing that this sudden beating was done by someone sent by Rui Sheng.
It's a pity that I didn't see the faces of those disciples, and I didn't even have the chance to complain to the chief.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, how pitiful, I just slept for a while, how did you become like this?" Jiuyang's voice came to mind in my mind, and he laughed dryly with a sense of gloating: "Why don't you lend me your body? I
Help you kill them."
"Don't bother me." I was so angry right now that I couldn't bear Jiuyang's ridicule.
I walked out of the bathroom, rubbed my swollen and sore eyes, and looked for suspicious figures in the hall.
"Looking for a needle in a haystack, if you can find this, why would they put a plastic bag on you?" Jiuyang yawned: "I have recorded the smell of those bastards, you go forward, I will tell you."
"How many people are there?" I asked Jiuyang as I walked with an expressionless face.
"Eight." Jiuyang chuckled and said, "They're just a bunch of little shrimps. I can kill them all with just a breath."
"No, at one o'clock, there's that inch head." Jiuyang reminded: "At three o'clock, there are those two guys pretending to chat."
"Yes, this little fat guy three meters in front of you is also a participant."
"The three people adding food at window six, including the man with glasses at the window next door."
Jiuyang came out one by one: "The one who kicked you in the stomach last was the man with glasses. He hit you the hardest."
I tried my best to write down the faces of these eight people, took out my phone and recorded a video.
Pei Chuan can't help me, I can let Tieshan practice his skills.
It's true that I came here to practice, but Lingxi didn't say that I couldn't find a way to fight back.
Is it possible that I have to be beaten to death to be considered experienced?
This is obviously not what Lingxi meant.
"Damn it, you..."
After Liu Tang finished his work, he was surprised when he found me.
