Counterattack Xiaoxian

I’ve never heard of it at all, but it’s quite scary!

He secretly took his mobile phone and checked online. Sure enough, there was such an association and it was registered abroad.

Published information shows that the Blessing Society has won awards from many governments.

"Hmm...!" Ji Lingchu nodded lightly.

"Okay, now that you understand, let's talk about the contract details." Lawyer Wu took out two copies of the contract and handed one to him.

He took it in his hand and looked, oh! Good guy, it has dozens of pages and is thicker than an insurance contract.

Ji Lingchu frowned, knowing that such large contracts often contain hidden traps, which would be difficult to detect if you were not a professional.

But when it comes to my own personal interests, I can only bite the bullet and read it carefully word for word.

After watching it for a full hour, he finally got a rough idea.

I have to say that this contract is really professional, and everything is clearly agreed upon, including the reasons for cooperation, conditions to be reached, remuneration payment, disability protection, objection clauses, etc.

"Make it look like the real thing!" Ji Lingchu sighed secretly. Seeing that things were getting more and more mysterious, he felt uneasy and didn't know whether he should continue.

In the end, I decided to try it out. I thought that if my life is in danger, I won't do it. How can you catch the duck and get it on the shelves?

With this mental preparation, he calmed down and began to ask lawyer Wu for advice on some unclear terms.

While explaining, Lawyer Wu took out a bag of loose tea, brewed two cups of it with boiling water in a purple clay pot, handed it over and said, "Try it, the one produced in my fellow tea garden is better than the freshest one."

Ji Lingchu didn't know how to drink tea, but he didn't reject it, so he took it in his hand and tasted it, but didn't notice that Tieshu didn't touch the tea cup.

Tieshu looked at Lawyer Wu with tangled eyes.

Lawyer Wu, however, turned a blind eye and looked calm. He took out a tattered cattail leaf fan from nowhere, fanned himself first, and then put the fire on the fire twice, imitating Zhuge Kongming's style.

Ji Ling was surprised at first, but thinking about this man's coquettish style, he just pretended not to see him.

After the two rechecked the key terms one by one, Ji Lingchu secretly said that life and death depended on fate, and wealth was in the sky, so he resolutely signed his name on the contract.

Not long after signing, I received a text message on my phone from the bank that the amount of 150,000 yuan had been received. I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief and smiled on my face.

As soon as he was in a good mood, Ji Lingchu suddenly felt hungry, so he said, "Do we have other things to deal with next? Why don't you order some takeaways first, and I'll treat you."

This kid is too honest, and he doesn't even think about the fact that this is his life-saving money!

Lawyer Wu shook his fan and joked: "No, no, no, let's drink some tea first. You just made a fortune and you are still too excited. I'm afraid you will vomit after eating it."

"What kind of logic!" Ji Lingchu couldn't help but secretly complained, but his face turned red, and he drank tea to resolve the embarrassment.

In fact, he was still a little confused, wondering whether this contract really had legal effect.

Although he got half of the money, he had no idea about the subsequent operations, including "getting into that place."

Ji Ling was worried about gains and losses at first, so he drank a few more drinks unconsciously.

A trace of heat gradually rose up in his belly, like a small seed sprouting, and soon the heat spread throughout his body.

Then his face turned as red as a cooked prawn, and his chest and back felt like there were seven or eight hot pancakes stuck on them, making him feel unspeakably uncomfortable.

What's wrong with me?

As soon as the thought came to my mind, my belly suddenly felt like a fire being poured with gasoline, and the flames rose. In an instant, I was sweating profusely all over my body, and big beads of sweat dripped down my forehead.

The whole person felt like he had been fished out of water, even the futon under him was wet.

Ji Lingchu was sweating profusely and felt weak all over. He happened to feel a little urgent to urinate, so he asked to go to the bathroom, thinking to wash his face and calm down.

Lawyer Wu told him the location of the bathroom, and he quickly stood up and trotted over in a hurry.

When I came to the bathroom, I had just found a urinal and was about to take off my belt when I heard someone calling from behind: "Sir, hello, sir."

He stopped.

Turning around, he saw a young man wearing a black vest, a bow tie, and meticulous hair, looking like a waiter looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Hey! You...why are you here?" Ji Lingchu was in a daze.

Isn't this a pretty boy?

Shouldn't he be in the martial arts world? How could it appear here?

The pretty boy didn't speak, but his smile became more earnest, as if he didn't recognize him.

Are you pretending to me?

Or is this guy working here to begin with?

Ji Lingchu didn't understand, so he simply took out ten yuan and handed it to him, thinking it was a tip, I understand.

The pretty boy didn't reach out to take the money, he still looked like he was submissive and unwilling to speak, looking like he was in need of a beating.

"Ten yuan is not enough? Don't pull him down." Ji Lingchu's money didn't come from the strong wind, so he decided to ignore him and turned his back to let go.

But the pretty boy refused to give up and called out again: "Hey, sir, sir."

Ji Lingchu wondered if this guy was trying to tease him, and he didn't want to pay any attention to him. He wanted to wait until he finished urinating.

Unexpectedly, the pretty boy actually reached out to grab his arm. Ji Lingchu became angry, turned around and asked loudly: "Hey, are you finished?"

But the pretty boy seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit, and smiled ghostly: "It's okay to pee, but you have to be quick!"

After saying that, he kicked out like the wind, and the target was his temple.

Ji Lingchu subconsciously blocked it with his hand. The huge force of the impact made his arms numb. He almost failed to block it and cursed: "You are crazy!"

The pretty boy said "Hey" and continued to kick towards the door with a high whip kick.

Ji Lingchu stepped back, hid, and walked around him to escape and call someone.

The pretty boy was so unreasonable that he bullied me and kicked out with a quick and fast chain of legs that was dizzying.

He took a step slower, and immediately received four or five solid kicks on his body.

"Asshole!" Ji Lingchu screamed in pain and was extremely angry.

You haven't settled the accounts with him for what happened in the morning, and now you dare to chase Motian to continue the murder?

While his mind was wandering, his hands and feet gradually became more flexible in a strange way. At first he could only dodge, but then he could block...

In the end, you went back and forth and got into a fight with the pretty boy...

If there was another one of him watching at this time, he would find that the move he is using now is the "Army Boxing" he has practiced since he was a child.

The characteristic of "Army Boxing" is that it is clean and powerful, and has strong explosive power. The two people fight quickly at close range and punch to the flesh.

While slapping, Ji Lingchu suddenly found that the heat in his body seemed to have eased a bit, and the harder he applied, the more obvious the feeling became.

He couldn't help but perked up, and accelerated his fists and kicks to attack the opponent.

However, the pretty boy never gave him another chance, and used a low side sweep similar to the "tank kick" to kick him to the ground.

Ji Lingchu was sore and numb that he couldn't move. Then he was dragged out by the pretty boy and thrown out of the door.