After rebirth, the brothers cried for forgiveness

Si Nian frowned. Could it be that Ji Ci heard everything?

"Teacher Ji, when did you wake up?"

"Cough cough." Ji Ci coughed twice again, picked up the cup and wanted to drink some water, but then he thought of the inexplicable fainting before, and finally put down the cup, not daring to drink.

"I just woke up, my head is dizzy and my throat is itchy. What happened to us?"

Si Nian walked over and took his pulse. She didn't know whether Ji Ci had just woken up or had woken up a long time ago. Based on her understanding of Ji Ci, even if she knew, she would not tell anyone.

She is Ji Ci's savior.

"It's no problem. Everyone's physique and sensitivity to drugs are different, and the reaction effects are also different."

It's the same as the fact that the anesthetic effect of anesthetics is different for different people. Some people not only won't be anesthetized, but may also have allergic reactions.

Ji Ci's itchy throat and dizziness are most likely side effects similar to allergies.

"I'll give you two injections, so you can vomit out the medicine in your stomach and drink more water."

Ji Ci had no doubt in Si Nian's ability. After giving him two injections, he felt like vomiting. After he vomited out all the food in his stomach, he felt much better.

As for the others, Si Nian was too lazy to wake them up one by one, so he just waited for them to wake up on their own.

On this side of the carriage, Si Mianmian and her mother sat snuggling at the door of the carriage. They were tired and hungry, but they didn't dare to get out of the carriage.

"Mom, why hasn't my second brother come yet? He won't come back to save us, will he?"

Si Mianmian was worried and angry. She and her mother were left in the carriage last night. They were cold and scared. There was no light, only the sound of the whistling wind and the waves. Everything seemed so scary and weird.

The mother and daughter managed to stay awake until dawn.

Mother Si said weakly: "He dares..."

"But my second brother clearly found the car last night, but he refused to take us all the way."

When Si's mother thought about the car that whizzed past her without stopping, she felt disappointed and resentful, but as a mother, she couldn't help but hold out hope for her son.

"The person who was driving yesterday might not be your second brother. Even if it was him, he might have left in a hurry for some reason."

"I believe in him. He will come back to save us."

"Go! Don't you want your legs anymore?" A cold shout came.

It was the voice of Scar's bodyguard. The mother and daughter immediately stopped talking and looked nervously in the direction of the voice.

I saw several bodyguards in raincoats leading a group of people walking towards this side.

"It's them!" Si Mianmian was shocked. She recognized Brother Hu's identity at a glance.

Si's mother was surprised: "Do you know those people?"

Si Mianmian swallowed guiltily, "No, I don't know them. I mean the bodyguards."

As the crowd approached, Si Mianmian saw Brother Hu and his little brothers clearly. Everyone's face was as pale as paper, and one of their arms was hanging on his arm as if it had no bones, swinging like a pendulum.

Blood slid down the skin of his arm and fell into the water, staining it red.

"What are you doing blocking the door? Get out of the way!" The bodyguard had already brought his men to the door of the carriage and yelled, scaring Si's mother and Si Mianmian so much that they trembled all over.

Mother Si asked in a trembling voice: "Are you going to throw these people into the carriage to stay with us?"

The bodyguards ignored her. The scarred bodyguard in the lead jumped directly onto the carriage, grabbed Si Mianmian and her mother in each hand and threw them to the side.

Then he grabbed Brother Hu's arm and lifted him up suddenly.

"Ah--" Brother Hu screamed and tried to save the severed hand with his intact hand, but unfortunately he was in so much pain that he couldn't use any strength at all.

He could only use his good hand to cling to the scarred bodyguard's arm, reduce the force on his disabled hand, and actively climb onto the car with the scarred bodyguard.

The others behind were afraid that they would be dragged onto the car in the same way, so they quickly climbed onto the edge of the car.

"I'll go up by myself, I'll go up by myself!"

One by one, they began to climb into the carriage. If someone couldn't climb up, the bodyguards would grab his severed hand and pull him up, and earth-shaking screams would be heard from time to time.

The echo in the carriage was like a loudspeaker, making Sima's mother and Sima Mianmian's hearts tremble - they were scared.

There were too many people in Brother Hu's group, and two-thirds of the space in the carriage was squeezed out at once. Mother Si and Si Mianmian could only huddle in the corner near the door, looking at the scarred bodyguards in fear, fearing that these demons would attack them if they disagreed with them.

Fortunately, after the bodyguards dropped the people off, they clapped their hands and left without closing the door of the carriage or asking whether they could leave.

Brother Hu was breathing heavily, rolled up his sleeves, and saw the obvious broken and dislocated bones in his arm. He knew that his arm was completely useless.

Others also rolled up their sleeves. Some had bloody arms, with white bones piercing through the flesh and exposed outside the skin, looking extremely creepy.

Some people's arms were in a twisted position and they cried out in pain at the slightest movement.

The worst thing was that one of the men’s hands was broken into three sections, and his arm was like a nunchaku, with only skin and flesh connecting the middle.

"Wow, Brother Tiger, my blood keeps flowing. Will I die?"

"It hurts so much, Brother Tiger, I'm almost dying."

"Brother Hu, I must kill those people for revenge!"

“Shut up!” Brother Hu was so annoyed that he shouted angrily, then glared at Si Mianmian fiercely: “You must be Kapok!”

Si Mianmian's pupils suddenly widened, "No, no, I don't know what you are talking about."

Si's mother was puzzled: "Mianmian, do you know him?"

"I don't know him!" Si Mianmian shrank back until her back hit the cold inner wall of the carriage, "How could I possibly know such a person?"

After Brother Hu's hand was cut off, he was told that he would be sent to Kapok so that he could see Kapok's face clearly. So after seeing Si Mianmian, he determined that Si Mianmian was Kapok.

The similarities between the two names "Kapok" and Simianmian are enough that even a fool can associate them together.

When he saw Si Mianmian, Brother Hu became furious. Although he and his brothers were a little poor in the past, they still lived a carefree life.

It was after I took the order from Kapok that I provoked my boss to blame that lunatic, otherwise I wouldn't have ended up like this.

"Don't pretend. All of my dozen brothers lost their hands because of you. Prepare the money and support us for the rest of our lives!"

"What? Why should I support you?"

Brother Hu took out his cell phone with his intact hand, opened the dialog box with Kapok, and directed the chat content to Si Mianmian.

"Look carefully, if you are not willing to spend money to support us for the rest of our lives, I will hand over the evidence that you paid us to deal with Si Nian to the police."

"I'm not! I don't even know who you are!" Si Mianmian denied it desperately.