Shenhao System Rescue Plan

Hua Xi didn't have any expression on her face, she walked up to Feng Sirin step by step, her voice was very calm, "Feng Sirin, did I tell you yesterday that it won't look good if you get hurt again."

Feng Sirin didn't speak, and kept his head down all the time, but when he heard her words, he glanced at his injured hand, then reached out and grabbed her skirt, his voice was low and trembling, "He said I was crazy , do you think so too?"

Hua Xi glanced at Fan Jianzhu who was lying on the ground, then turned to look at Feng Sirin who was slumped on the ground, knelt down, carried him back to the wheelchair, and asked him softly, "Then will you hurt me?"

Feng Sirin looked up at her, then shook his head, "No, never."

"You won't hurt me. I'll think about what to do, so don't think about it. I said you should listen to me, not others." Hua Xi rubbed his head, turning his head with cold eyes Look at the people on the ground.

The cold voice revealed sharpness, "For a provocative person like this, you should let him be present, not show mercy."

Fan Jianzhu wanted to speak but couldn't. Ever since this woman came in, his whole body was trembling uncontrollably. Now that he heard her words, he felt flustered for no reason.

"Fan boy, you are an illegitimate child who can't stand on the stage, where did you get the courage to dare to provoke Feng Silin?" Hua Xi stepped forward a few steps, stepped on his leg, and exerted a strong force, only to hear "Gah There was a click, followed by Fan Jianzhu screaming in pain.

"What? Your mother has only been in office for a few days. Didn't she teach you to be a man with your tail between your legs?" Her voice was flat, and she moved her foot to his other leg. She made another effort, and heard another 'click'. Fan Jianzhu The sound of begging for mercy resounded in the pavilion instantly.

Seeing this situation, several people in the pavilion couldn't help shivering.

"You said just now that Feng Silin's legs are disabled and his face is disabled." Hua Xi looked at Fan Jianzhu indifferently, squatted down, and slid the glass shards on his face with his hands, his tone was cold.

When she came here, Xiao Ba told her everything. This Fan Jianzhu insulted Feng Sirin the most, and satirized Feng Sirin whenever he could, making him lose control of his emotions.

In this way, Fan Jianzhu can tell others that Feng Silin is sick. When he came to the rich circle, he couldn't understand Feng Silin, so there was a picture of provoking Feng Silin every time, because he knew that Feng Silin would not dare to treat him. He has gone too far, and there is the Fan family behind him.

When Fan Jianzhu saw the glass shards coming into close contact with his face, his pupils shrank suddenly. He knew that the person in front of him dared to kill him, and the desire to survive made him drag his legs back.

However, Hua Xi didn't like what he wanted, he was quick and ruthless, and carved the word "waste" on his face.

Looking at the dying people on the ground, everyone dared not make a sound. Looking at Hua Xi like this, Feng Sirin was not afraid. It was the first time someone stood in front of him, preventing others from hurting him.

Hua Xi wiped her hands, took out her mobile phone and called Jun Yuancheng.

The other party picked it up after a while, "Patriarch, what's the matter?"

"Come over to Wanyue Auction House, the first room on the second floor, and take someone to the First Mental Academy." Hua Xi didn't beat around the bush.

"Okay." Jun Yuancheng hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

After a while, Jun Yuancheng hurried over.

"Take him there, lock him in the severe room, and send a message to the Fan family, they can't control the Fan family boy, I will take care of them for them." Hua Xi motioned to Jun Yuancheng, Fan Jianzhu who was lying on the ground.

Jun Yuancheng glanced at Fan Jianzhu without changing his face, and asked someone to drag him away, and then said to Hua Xi: "Okay, Patriarch, Jun Yuancheng will not bother you anymore."

After everyone had left, Hua Xi looked at the staff, "Calculate the loss here."

"Okay...Okay, guest." Seeing Hua Xi looking at him, the staff almost flicked their tongues, but he had seen the whole process, and the one who could be called the head of the house was Jun, so that was the only one.

After a while, the staff counted all of them, and they were very respectful to Hua Xi, "Guest, the total loss here is 3000 million."

Hua Xi nodded nonchalantly, handed the card to him, and said, "Open a new pavilion for me, and count together."

[Ding~Master host spends 2 million yuan on the target object, 90% rebate, 8000 million yuan cash back, current account balance is 84 billion yuan]

Feng Tan thoughtfully said nothing, and pushed Feng Sirin and Hua Xi to another pavilion.

Today, the young master was planning to come here to take some photos for Miss Jun, but he didn't expect to meet a 'dog'. What he didn't expect was that Miss Jun was the head of the Jun family. No wonder, he was not allowed to pay. The Jun family does not lack that little money.

Hua Xi sat on the left, Feng Silin sat on the right, and there was a small table in between. Feng Tan went out after pushing the person in, so there were only the two of them in the room at this time, and they walked from the room to the room. Looking at the front and bottom, the scene below is unobstructed.

Feng Sirin glanced at Hua Xi's profile, then lowered his head again, and repeatedly opened his mouth, but he didn't speak.

She hasn't looked at him since just now, and hasn't said a word to him. Is she still angry about what happened just now, and suddenly glanced at her injured hand, is it because she didn't listen to her?

"Speak up if you have something to say." Hua Xi looked at him sideways, not knowing why he hesitated to speak, she was thinking about whether to wait to take a picture of everything, so she didn't notice Feng Sirin next to her.

Seeing that she paid attention to him, Feng Sirin felt sweet in his heart. He raised his injured hand and moved closer to Hua Xi, his eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at Hua Xi, meaning something.

"Okay, look at how many scattered injuries you have on your hands. You get hurt once when you smash something. What do you think now?" Hua Xi deliberately pretended not to understand why he reached out and didn't move.

"Hand hurts." Feng Sirin pushed the wheelchair to Hua Xi, and stretched out his hand again, with a low voice.

"Okay, I'll blow it to you." Hua Xi compromised first, hugging him obliquely in his arms, and gently blowing on the wound on his hand.What I think in my heart is: I don't have supernatural power now, and it won't work if I blow it up, what can I do, just pamper me.

Seeing that she was willing to coax him, Feng Sirin's eyes were filled with warmth, and the corners of his eyes and brows were full of smiles. He felt that she was the one he had been waiting for.

"Tell me what you like, and I'll take a picture for you." Hua Xi didn't know that the purpose of his visit today was to take pictures for her.

Just as he was about to shake his head, Hua Xi continued, "I can't say no."

In the end, it was Hua Xi who made the decision. Only a few pieces were kept, and the rest were all photographed.

After the auction was over, the person in charge came to the Huaxi Pavilion, "Dear guest, let me read the list to you. A pair of calligraphy and painting is 5000 million yuan, a vase ceramic is 2000 million yuan, an oil painting is 8000 million yuan, and a glazed jade article is 5000 million yuan." 1000 million yuan, 8000 million yuan for a rare gem, 9000 million yuan for two diamond pendants, a total of [-] million yuan."