Why does the shark I picked bite people?

Ji Chengfeng holds the knife in his right hand, and the horizontal knife rests on his left arm, with the edge of the knife facing outwards, his eyes are level with the edge of the knife, against which the light of the knife disappears.

In the last moment, he was still full of murderous intent, but now there was only calm on his face.

"Dead?" he asked softly.

"Should...not..." Yao Ke grabbed Ji Chengfeng's belt, poked his head tremblingly out from behind him, trembling: "This amount of bleeding looks scary, but it's a trickle. The bleeding is at... …The lower limbs, without moving to the main artery, should not die in a while."

Shang Bieyun was holding a grown man who was about the same height as himself in one hand, but there was no sign of effort on his face: "I won't die for a while, that is to say, if I wait for a long time, I will definitely die."

He threw the mask of alienation and politeness aside, with a rascally long voice in his voice: "I said, Mr. Ji, is it important to save people? Why don't you... put away the knife first? It's scary."

Ji Chengfeng slowly straightened his body, held a blade, and the blood on the edge of the blade flung a curve, and put the blade back into the scabbard.

Shang Bieyun cast a sideways glance at Cheng Jiao, Cheng Jiao straightened up reluctantly, but still stared at Ji Chengfeng's every move with frowns.

The moment just now seemed to be nothing more than a mirror image, and Ji Chengfeng put on a bright and clean smile again: "It is important to save people. Let's send them to the hospital first. But I need to trouble everyone to accompany me with Young Master Cheng." .”

"Stop laughing, you don't like to laugh, pretending to be like this makes me tired of laughing. Now that I'm like this, I don't bother to fight with you. Let me tell you like this, don't go to the doctor's office , I can cure it here, I can cure it." Shang Bieyun's face was full of impatience.

Ji Chengfeng was taken aback when he heard the words, and then he laughed even wider: "I've been a headhunter for a long time, and this is the first time I've seen people like Shang, it's interesting, it's really interesting."

Shang Bieyun: "What? Have you never seen me so chivalrous and willing to help others?"

Ji Chengfeng laughed heartily at this moment: "Master Shang, a guest covered in blood and unknown to his life came to your house for no reason. When I pushed the door, he should have happened to be at the door. Not only did you not panic at all , On the contrary, it seems as if he had expected it long ago, even if he was injured, he wanted to get ahead of me and snatch people to your side. All kinds of strange things, if you were me, would you let the person in front of you go?"

Shang Bieyun was noncommittal, turned his head and glanced at Cheng Jiao.

Cheng Jiao's arms and vest were throbbing with pain, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead, his lips were a little pale, but he fixed his gaze on Ji Chengfeng, tried his best to hold on, and didn't notice Shang Bieyun's eyes.

Shang Bieyun turned his head and smiled with the corner of his mouth: "No."

Ji Chengfeng folded his arms and raised his eyebrows, Shang Bieyun smiled without retreating, and the murderous intent in the air was woven layer by layer.

"The blood is flowing slowly..." Yao Ke's lips were almost as white as Cheng Jiao's. The difference was that he was frightened. "It's not a good sign. The blood in his body is probably... going to dry up."

Ji Chengfeng glanced at the blood on the ground, and then looked up at Shangbieyun. Shangbieyun seemed to be holding a lifeless decoration in his hand, with a meaningless expression on his face.

For a moment, Ji Chengfeng let go of his arms irritably, holding the knife with a cold expression on his face: "After this matter is over, a trip to the yamen for the two of you will always be inevitable. Merchants, don't have any wrong thoughts."

Shang Bieyun sneered and refused to comment, took Cheng Jiao with the other hand, turned and walked towards the backyard.

Ji Chengfeng followed closely with the knife in his arms, and just took two steps when Shang Bieyun in front suddenly stopped, turned his head and said coldly, "Stop."

Ji Chengfeng smiled back: "Master Shang, do you think I'll let you go out of my nose?"

Shang Bieyun turned his back to Ji Chengfeng: "I treat people's wounds, and I will never allow irrelevant people to be around. If you are worried, follow me to the door of the room and just guard the door."

"Master Shang is mysterious, and I dare not take it too seriously. If there is a secret room or a secret passage in the room, it is not a big deal with Master Shang's ability. When I open the door, there will be only A corpse, Mr. Shang and Young Master Cheng disappeared, I can't afford to lose that person."

Ji Chengfeng dropped the words, "I won't back down again and again, either let me watch him and treat him, or let him bleed to death. But if it's the latter, at least you can't get away with the crime of hindering the postponement. . " As he spoke, he watched the blood flow under the man's body become slower and slower, and the hand holding the knife couldn't help tightening.

Shang Bieyun didn't speak.With his back to Ji Chengfeng, he frowned tightly.Cheng Jiao looked up at him, only to see that the line from the chin to the neck was stretched tightly, and the Adam's apple slid up and down.With a hand on his shoulder, the fingers subconsciously rubbed twice.

Cheng Jiao repeatedly weighed the situation in his mind, made up his mind, quietly lowered one hand, and stretched his fingers towards the cuff.While gathering momentum, he was about to make an action when he was interrupted by a voice.

"It's over, hey, the lady of Qingshuang Pavilion came out and scolded me, you... eh? Where did this blood come from?" Cong Yin jumped in from the door, only to see the blood on the ground , asked in astonishment.

Shang Bieyun's hair stood on end on the back of his neck, he pulled Cheng Jiao behind him, turned around, and let out a low growl in his throat.

But it's too late.Ji Chengfeng was too close to Cong Yin, and before Cong Yin finished speaking, he stretched out his long arms and pulled Cong Yin into his arms.

He pressed Cong Yin's head firmly on his chest with one hand. Cong Yin didn't know why, so he struggled twice, but he couldn't resist his strength at all.

Ji Chengfeng smiled and showed a canine tooth: "I just said that I won't take another step back, and this is a slap in the face. I will take another step back, and everyone will go and treat him. Miss Cong Yin will let me watch for everyone, so good Don't worry, everyone, I will stand guard at the door, and when everyone comes out from the door after treatment, I will definitely return Miss Cong Yin to everyone intact."

Shang Bieyun took a deep, deep look at Ji Chengfeng, ignored him, and said to Cong Yin in his arms, "Stop struggling, save some effort. I really... can't you smell the blood on the ground?" ? Bumped in."

Hearing this, Cong Yin really stopped struggling and became quiet.

Shang Bieyun grabbed Cheng Jiao who seemed to be stunned again, and walked towards a room without looking back: "Cong Yin, stay here, don't make any wrong ideas, I'll be right back."

Ji Chengfeng followed closely behind until the door slammed shut in front of him.

Ji Chengfeng let go of Cong Yin, and the little girl immediately jumped away, baring her teeth at him.Ji Chengfeng smiled, and looked at the closed door with deep eyes.

After entering the door, Shang Bieyun let go of Cheng Jiao, stepped forward, and carried a table case placed in the room to the middle of the room.

Cheng Jiao adjusted to the light, and found that this was the piano room that Shangbieyun had never let him in, but it was not an ordinary piano room.

There are various kinds of wood on the shelves around the room. On one side of the case are hanging things like hundreds of strings of different thicknesses. Piano knives and chisels, and some sawdust scattered on the ground, it looks more like a carpenter's room than a piano room.

With a quick glance, Shang Bieyun had already carried the man onto the table.

Cheng Jiao came back to his senses, and hurried forward to help, and together with Shang Bieyun, he turned the man over so that his face was facing down, and his head was half-hanging over the edge of the table.

Shang Bieyun glanced at him, walked half a circle around the table, walked up to Cheng Jiao, took out a dagger from his waist, and put it in his mouth, but it didn't affect his utterance at all: "Take off."

Cheng Jiao was stunned and lost his reaction.

Shang Bieyun was very impatient, and clicked his tongue, as if he didn't want to spend more time with Cheng Jiao. He held Cheng Jiao's shoulders and turned his body around. There was a sound of the cloth being cut. The dagger cut through the jacket and jacket on Cheng Jiao's back, and pressed his finger on the shocking bruise: "Does it hurt?"

"No...it doesn't hurt." Maybe it hurts too, but Cheng Jiao can't tell the difference right now.

Shang Bieyun frowned, moved Weiliang's fingers a little, and slightly increased his strength: "How about this?"

"It's...it doesn't hurt either."

Shang Bieyun pressed Cheng Jiao's shoulder again, and turned him around: "It didn't hurt the bones. The strength of the offal is not small, but you are quite strong." He took out a medicine bottle from the secret compartment, took Cheng Jiao's arm, and lowered his head to take the medicine.

When he lowered his head and grabbed his hand to apply the medicine, he was very close. From Cheng Jiao's angle, he could see a layer of eyelashes, and a tall and smooth nasal bone under the eyelashes.

Cheng Jiao suddenly didn't know where to look. After turning around for a long time, he finally saw the lifeless person on the table: "It doesn't matter to me... Should I look at him first?"

After applying the medicine, the blood from the wound on Cheng Jiao's arm finally stopped.Shang Bieyun pulled Cheng Jiao's arm, blew on it, and blew away the rest of the powder: "He's not in a hurry."

"The little gangster didn't know about our situation. He saw that the blood flow was slowing down, so he thought his blood was about to run out." Shang Bieyun turned around, returned to the table, and slowly cut the man open with a dagger. The hem of his robe: "In fact, his injury is slowly healing."

Cheng Jiao stood holding his arms for a while, then walked forward.The man's clothes below the waist had been removed by Shang Bieyun, and there was a bowl-sized wound below the lowest part of the spine. The cut surface was flat, and a small white stubble was exposed. Indeed, as Shang Bieyun said, the wound no longer bleeds profusely, it just oozes out.

Shang Bieyun took out a silk handkerchief from the hidden compartment, wrapped it around his finger, and slowly looked at the wound: "You can smell the difference of blood now?"

"Yes. But not as fast as Mr. Mr. called out to stop Ji Chengfeng and smelled the smell of blood, but I heard something wrong when Mr. Ji Chengfeng called out, so I concentrated on the moment when Ji Chengfeng pushed the door open. In an instant, I smelled the scent of shark blood."

Shang Bieyun nodded slightly: "It doesn't rain, the smell is not strong. Your level is already considered good. It seems that you have at least inherited some sense of smell."

He handed the silk handkerchief in his hand to Cheng Jiao: "Look, can you see anything?"

Cheng Jiao took the silk handkerchief, took two steps forward, and carefully looked at the wound.The wound was cut by a sharp weapon, and it was very smooth, but if a piece of skin was peeled off, would it bleed so much?

Cheng Jiao bowed his body, his eyes wandering carefully.This position... the shark...

With trembling lips, he turned his head slowly and looked at Shangbieyun.

"Could it be... the tail?"

The author has something to say: Thanks to the three cuties "Zhiyu Yanbu", "Chachachazi" and "Duchunhui" for their irrigation!

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