After I became a passerby, I saved the villain's family

Jiang Ci Jin watched Song Ayao walk towards him step by step.

"Are you Mr. Luo Ci?"

The voice has the childishness that is unique to young girls.

Jiang Cijin bowed and saluted.

"It's down."

"I know you." Song Ayao looked at him, "Daddy and the others said you are amazing."

When Song Dalei formed a caravan, he sought advice from Mr. Xie of the Xie family.

Mr. Xie taught him seriously at first, but later he found out that this young man was actually the leader of the Black Hawk Gang and had robbed the Xie family's caravan before. Mr. Xie was furious and drove Song Dalei out.

However, Song Dalei was not angry. With the little skills taught by Grandpa Xie, he happily formed the first caravan and earned his first pot of gold.

Later, Song Dalei often asked about the Xie family.

I know that the Xie family’s business is growing bigger and bigger, and I know that a very powerful Mr. Luo Ci has come to the Xie family.

Song Ayao was quite surprised that the person in front of her was the famous Mr. Luo Ci.

She thought the other person was an old man, but unexpectedly he was a handsome young man.

"Miss Song, you are too kind." Jiang Ci Jin said politely.

"You know me?" Song Ayao was surprised.

Jiang Ci Jin just smiled and said nothing.

Song Ayao thought about it.

That’s right, she just called him “Second Uncle”.

"Is your head okay?"

Song Ayao felt a little guilty when she thought that she had accidentally hurt Mr. Luo Ci.

Jiang Ci Jin touched the redness and swelling on his forehead.

"Thank you Miss Song for your concern. It's just a minor injury. I'll be fine after I go back and apply some medicine."

"Miss Song, don't worry about it."

Song Ayao felt very uncomfortable when she heard him calling her "Miss Song" all the time.

"Mr. Luo, you don't have to be so polite. Just call me Ayao."

Jiang Cijin smiled slightly, "Ayao."

Song Ayao's face felt a little hot.

Normally everyone calls her Ah Yao, but now when it comes out of his mouth, it inexplicably has a more romantic meaning.

He must be a dishonest person!

Song Ayao wrinkled her nose.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

At this time, a maid ran over.

"Miss......"

The maid stopped beside Song Ayao and gasped.

"Qingqing, what's wrong with you?" Song Ayao asked with concern.

A maid named Qingqing handed a kite to Song Ayao.

"My lady asked me to find a kite repairman. I went around the city but couldn't find him."

"I'm sorry, miss."

This kite was made by the master for the young lady, and she cherishes it very much.

Because the master usually lives in the mountains, the young lady will take it out and look at it when she misses him.

Unexpectedly, she accidentally broke a bone this afternoon.

Qingqing felt very guilty.

"It's okay Qingqing, we'll find someone to fix it tomorrow."

Song Ayao looked at the kite in her hand with some regret.

Jiang Ci Jin saw that she looked very regretful.

"Ayao wants to repair this kite?" Jiang Ci Jin asked.

Song Ayao nodded.

This was made for her by her father himself, and there are two kittens painted on it.

She liked it very much.

"I am not very talented, but I just know how to repair kites." Jiang Ci Jin said with a smile.

"You can repair kites?!" Song Ayao was a little surprised.

Jiang Cijin nodded, "But I don't have the tools today. I'll bring them tomorrow and help Ah Yao fix the kite."

Song Ayao laughed happily.

Jiang Ci Jin couldn't help but grin as he looked at the girl whose emotions were all written on her face.

What a silly girl.

"Then I'll be waiting for you in the gambling house tomorrow... oh no, in Qinglian Courtyard tomorrow afternoon."

Song Ayao suddenly remembered that her second uncle was also in the gambling house.

Thinking of Fu Jichu's cold face.

Forget it, let’s just go to her place.

"I obey your command." Jiang Ci Jin responded.

"By the way," Song Ayao bit her lip, "My second uncle is like that. He looks cold, but he's actually a very nice person."

"Don't be afraid of him."

Song Ayao was worried that Fu Jichu had scared Jiang Cijin tonight.

After all, anyone who sees her second uncle would tremble.

Jiang Ci Jin paused after hearing this and laughed a little.

"Don't worry, I will protect you!" Song Ayao assured him.

As she spoke, she raised her hand and slapped Jiang Ci Jin on the shoulder.

Jiang Ci Jin was bent over by the sudden force.

Seeing that she couldn't control herself again, Song Ayao quickly withdrew her hand, looking embarrassed.

Jiang Cijin couldn't help but complain:

My dear little ancestor, I really can’t bear your strength!

-

Dinglong Casino, basement.

The dim room was filled with endless gloom and chill. The surrounding walls were mottled and damp, and rows of torture instruments were leaning against the walls, making people feel terrified and suffocated.

Fu Jichu was pushed in by his men.

Stopping in front of a torture rack, Fu Jichu looked at the man who was tied to the rack and covered in blood.

The bloody whip marks on the man's body showed what kind of torture he had just experienced.

"Put him down." Fu Jichu said.

The men waiting on both sides stepped forward and untied the ropes on the rack.

The man collapsed to the ground, powerless.

Two men dragged him in front of Fu Jichu.

Taking the dagger handed over by his men, Fu Jichu lifted the man's chin with the dagger.

The extremely pale face in front of me was exactly the gambler who caused trouble tonight.

Seeing Fu Jichu, the man's body trembled wildly, his eyes full of fear.

He spoke softly, using the strength he had left.

"Master Fu...it was my fault..."

"Please let me go..."

"Ah."

Fu Jichu chuckled.

"Tell me, what did you do wrong?"

"I'll give you one chance. If you're right, I'll let you go."

"If I'm wrong..."

The dagger in his hand tapped the man's face lightly.

"I think you don't need to keep your tongue anymore."

The man's whole body trembled.

"Little one...Little one shouldn't..."

"You shouldn't cause trouble in a gambling house..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Jichu pinched his chin, forced him to open his mouth, and stabbed the dagger into his mouth fiercely.

"what!"

The man covered his mouth tightly, rolled on the ground in pain, and wailed in agony.

Fu Jichu took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood off the dagger.

"Noisy."

A subordinate walked over, pried open the man's mouth, and cut off his tongue.

In an instant, the surroundings returned to silence.

The man was held up by two men.

He opened his mouth in pain and blood gushed out of his mouth.

"Do you know where you went wrong?"

Fu Jichu's cold voice fell into the man's ears like a death warrant.

"You were wrong. You shouldn't have done that to her."

"Let me see, which hand is holding the bench?"

Fu Jichu raised the man's bloody right hand.

"It's this hand, isn't it?"

"Let's start from here..."

As he spoke, he pinched the middle finger of the man's right hand and used the dagger to pry open the man's fingernail.

Fu Jichu used a dagger to gently cut open the man's thin skin and slowly peeled off the skin on his arm.

The man was already in great pain. His mouth, with his tongue cut off, could not shout, and he could only make a "cluck" sound.

It sounded particularly terrifying in this dark room.

Fu Jichu carefully peeled the man's skin.

Suddenly, he remembered the scene he had just seen in the gambling house.

The girl reached out and helped the boy who was sitting on the ground up, and the two stood side by side.

The man is talented and the woman is pretty, but they look very annoying.

Fu Jichu felt annoyed.

The dagger in his hand tilted and accidentally stabbed into the man's flesh.

A streak of blood splattered onto his mask.

It made him look even more evil and terrifying.

Fu Jichu looked at the originally transparent and intact human skin which was stained red with blood.

He threw the dagger in his hand to the ground.

"Tsk, what a bummer."