Miscellaneous Fish Survival[Transmigration Book]

Cheng Ji was in a dilemma.

Housework should be resolved by himself, he doesn't want to escalate the situation and set fire to Qi Beisong, especially since he still doesn't know the nature of this matter and why it started.

He had no choice but to find a remote place to sit down temporarily and think about countermeasures. His heart was divided into two anxious halves, one half cared about Mao Xiaowei, and the other half cared about Qi Beisong.

Mao Xiaowei's side was very lively, two groups of vulgar and face-saving guests were jealous over a wine girl, fighting like black-eyed chickens, and Mao Xiaowei was splinted in the middle.

Later, it became more and more troublesome, a large number of security guards broke in, and the bar was even more chaotic.

There is no better opportunity than today. After all, Shuiyue Villa is a high-end place. It is not every day that there are troubles in the bar. If there is order tomorrow, there will be no way to fish in troubled waters.

Manager Zhou said that without his leadership, Cheng Ji couldn't even touch Mao Xiaowei's heels. There may be exaggeration in this, but it is basically the same.

Now Mao Xiaowei has not been alone for a long time, Qi Beisong is on his way, Cheng Ji has no chance to act.

He was hesitant and reluctant to leave. He waited for 5 more minutes with luck, finally gave up, stood up and prepared to exit the same way, and went down the mountain after meeting Lao Geng.

If they're lucky, they can leave before Qi Beisong arrives, or block people in the middle of the road, and then they will go clubbing with him on the pretext that Lao Geng likes to drink.

——Of course, this lie is extremely clumsy. With his and Lao Geng's financial strength, not to mention Shuiyue Villa, even Shuigou Villa cannot enter.

The moment he stepped forward, Mao Xiaowei was punched in the face by one of the parties involved in the dispute, and his nose bleeds!

Mao Xiaowei was also a manager when he was younger. He usually interacted with high-flyers from all walks of life. He probably rarely received such insults. If it wasn't for being blocked by the security guards, he might have fought back.

He asked his subordinates to bring him paper towels, and when others were slow to respond, he cursed angrily, didn't even want paper towels, and turned to wash in the bathroom.

Cheng Ji followed immediately, and he had already decided on his next plan - to solve the problem before Qi Beisong arrived, martial arts in the world, only fast can not be broken!

He wants to bet on speed with Qi Beisong. Although it is late at night and the roads are empty, Qi Beisong's company or home is at least 10 minutes' drive from Shuiyue Mountain Villa. He should still have time.

The narrow employee aisle was crowded with people, all of them stretched their heads to watch the fun. Although Cheng Ji was a stranger, he was unobtrusive in this chaotic place. Mao Xiaowei was so angry that he was dizzy, and he didn't notice anyone following him. he.

Mao Xiaowei entered the staff bathroom, where there was a little waiter who was hiding and being lazy, but he ran away in a hurry after being scolded by him.

Cheng Ji followed in and put on a hood. The swing door of the bathroom closed behind him, and he locked it behind him.

Mao Xiaowei looked embarrassed, turned on the faucet and was about to wash his face, when he suddenly found someone, he immediately said in a bad tone: "Get out!"

In order not to make him suspicious, Cheng Ji deliberately turned her back and said, "This is a public restroom."

But Mao Xiaowei was beaten up, he was angry, he just looked at his injuries, and didn't even look at him: "Get out! See if you're paralyzed?"

"I'm going to the toilet."

Mao Xiaowei lowered his head to wash away the blood, and asked angrily, "Are you new here?"

Cheng Ji said, "Yes."

Mao Xiaowei scolded impatiently: "Fuck, why don't you wink at all! Who is your supervisor? Don't do it here in the future! Get lost! You... what are you wearing on your head? Facekini?? "

"This is called an anti-terrorist police headgear. You haven't washed your nosebleed clean." Cheng Ji said while putting his hands in his pockets, but what he took out was not a tissue, but a rope.

He folded the rope in half and then folded it in half again, pulled the loop at both ends and quickly put it around Mao Xiaowei's neck, pulling him down in one fell swoop and pinning him to the ground.

"Can you guess who I am?" he asked in a low voice.

Mao Xiaowei was scared out of his wits. He has done a lot of bad things, but because there are people above him, not many people dare to touch him.

When he came back to his senses, he started screaming: "Help!!!"

Cheng Ji quickly covered his mouth: "Shh, don't shout, I just have something to ask you!"

But Mao Xiaowei actually bit someone, Cheng Jichi withdrew his hand in pain, Mao Xiaowei continued to scream: "Help!! Murder!!!"

"..."

There was no way, Cheng Ji had to reach into his pocket again, and this time he took out a knuckle tiger.

He punched Mao Xiaowei in the jaw, knocked him unconscious with several consecutive punches, dragged him and threw him out of the window.

Outside the window was a miscellaneous forest and a small section of cliff with a drop of about seven or eight meters. Mao Xiaowei rolled down the steep slope and fell unconsciously into the grass piled up with residual snow.

Cheng Ji carefully unlocked the bathroom door so as not to be discovered by others, then walked to the window and jumped down.

He first checked Mao Xiaowei's belongings, but found no guns or knives.

Then he took out Mao Xiaowei's cell phone, unplugged the SIM card, restarted it, and finally slapped Mao Xiaowei awake, which can be said to have taken off his chin viciously.

Mao Xiaowei was almost scared to death by him, and immediately scratched the ground in pain.

Cheng Ji persuaded him to calm down, not to damage the temporomandibular joint and the shoulder joint, and pointed to the light above his head and said, "If the jaw falls, it will not affect the climbing. If the shoulder falls again, we will have to wait for someone to rescue us. Who do you think will save you?"

No one would come, Mao Xiaowei quickly realized this, his expression was like that oil painting shouting in the bloody background.

"Don't eat a toast and eat a fine drink."

Cheng Ji pouted, and threw the phone to him: "Type. Let me tell you, be careful if you speak badly, and you will be beaten if you lie."

Mao Xiaowei completely lost the domineering posture just now, his hands were shaking like chaff, and he couldn't even grab the phone.

Cheng Ji asked, "Do you know Chen Jie?"

Mao Xiaowei actually shook his head.

Cheng Ji said, "Huh?"

He repeated: "Chen Jie."

Mao Xiaowei still shook his head, saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Cheng Ji thought about it, and asked again: "Then do you know Shen Zimo?"

Shen Zimo used to work in the bar of Shuiyue Villa, and the day he met Cheng Ji was his first day at work.

Mao Xiaowei thought for a while, shook his head, his posture was a bit like a watering can, drizzling, Cheng Ji hurriedly avoided it.

He didn't know this one, and he didn't know that one, Cheng Ji almost suspected that Manager Zhou had wronged a good person.

Cheng Ji had taken several photos of Chen Guangjun, and showed them to Mao Xiaowei at this time, but Chen Guangjun suffered a craniofacial fracture, was beaten again, his face was swollen, his eyes were closed, and he could no longer see his original appearance.

"He is your security guard here." Cheng Ji said, "You kidnapped him yesterday, and then he became like this, do you remember now?"

Mao Xiaowei finally couldn't pretend anymore.

Cheng Ji asked sarcastically, "Oh, remember?"

Mao Xiaowei opened his mouth and typed on the phone: Is he dead?

"Dead." Cheng Ji said intentionally, "You beat him to death."

Mao Xiaowei was so frightened that he almost fainted and typed tremblingly: It has nothing to do with me.

Cheng Ji was really annoyed, and slapped him in the face with a dagger: "Irrelevant? Haha, you've left it clean. You beat people like this, and you just say 'irrelevant' lightly? How about I cut off one of your ears?"

He did what he said, and cut with a knife!

He is famous for his fast speed, and currently only Zhao Jiarui or Lei Jing can restrain him, and no one else can even think about it.

Even though Mao Xiaowei tried his best to dodge, he slashed his face. It was not deep, but blood gushed out.

"If you talk nonsense again, I will give you a cross in the face." Cheng Ji said, "It shows that you have failed in life, and you have to go back to the stove and rebuild."

Mao Xiaowei's face was full of tears, his body was trembling and his hands were shaking, and the phone screen was full of typos, but luckily Cheng Ji could understand the meaning.

He read flatly to the screen: "Please forgive me, I can't help myself."

He thought for a while, then shook his head: "Don't forgive me, because I am the cousin of the security guard. Next time you do something bad, think about the consequences!"

Mao Xiaowei was out of his wits again, and typed: I lose money.

Cheng Ji said: "Of course the money will be paid, but why did you beat him to death? He was raised by his biological parents, so you can do it?"

He said "you" instead of "you" because he realized that it was not Mao Xiaowei himself who beat Chen Guangjun, but an accomplice, because Chen Guangjun is strong and Mao Xiaowei is thin, and they are not equal in terms of body shape. .

He pulled Mao Xiaowei's collar, and made a gesture of stabbing it down with the knife.

Mao Xiaowei knew that his life was in the hands of this guy in front of him, first he waved his hands wildly, then knelt down and bowed.

"Then tell me the truth!" Cheng Ji growled.

Mao Xiaowei typed: He saw it.

"See what?"

Mao Xiaowei: I pimp.

"..." Cheng Ji didn't believe it.

Pimping is shameful, but it's actually quite common. Isn't it just matchmaking for men and women or men and women to engage in improper relationships?With Mao Xiaowei's professional nature of shuttling between feasting and feasting, it's no wonder he doesn't pimp!

Cheng Ji thought, you really take me for a fool!

He casually played with the dagger and said, "I'm here to ask for an explanation. Whatever injury my cousin suffered, I'll copy it on you. Now I'm going to pierce your spleen, because my cousin's spleen is gone; My brother was thrown out to die in the cold winter, and I will throw you in a while, and send you to the underworld, so he can teach you a lesson himself!"

Mao Xiaowei cupped his fists and kowtowed to beg for mercy.

His mouth was extremely numb, his ankle was injured when he rolled down a small slope, and he didn't know if his bones were broken; If you freeze in the pit overnight, you will definitely die!

"Speak, tell the truth."

Of course Cheng Ji wouldn't really stab him, just scare him, but at this time the phone vibrated again.

"..."

There will be no one else, Cheng Ji felt very annoying, but he had to pick it up, so he had to slam Mao Xiaowei with the handle of his dagger, and asked, "Huh?"

Qi Beisong asked: "Where are you?"

"...outside." Cheng Ji said.

Qi Beisong asked: "Which outside?"

"Outside is...outside."

Mao Xiaowei whimpered, and Qi Beisong asked, "Is there someone next to you?"

Cheng Ji covered the microphone, turned around and kicked Mao Xiaowei, and then replied: "No, it's the wind."

Qi Beisong said: "There is no wind today."

Mao Xiaowei was not good at learning, and he still whined, although he couldn't pronounce complete syllables.

"It's windy." Cheng Ji knelt on the back of Mao Xiaowei's head.

Mao Xiaowei was thin and shriveled, almost suffocated when he was pressed into the snowdrift.

Qi Beisong asked: "Where are you?"

Cheng Ji said: "You... well, why do you keep bothering me? You can't let me be alone for a while? I have to have my own space too!"

Qi Beisong said, "No."

Cheng Ji asked back, "Where are you?"

He wanted to estimate the distance, and hoped to leave before Qi Beisong arrived.

"I'm outside too." Qi Beisong answered really cunningly.

Cheng Ji said angrily, "I hung up the phone!"

"Don't hang up." Qi Beisong said, "Let's set a meeting point, you go to private room 388 now, and I will go too..."

"Okay, let's go!" Cheng Ji cut the thread before he finished speaking.

He took Mao Xiaowei out of the snow covered with dead leaves, and said angrily, "I'm not going! That private room was where he used to hang out with people. If I went, who am I?"

Mao Xiaowei had no power to fight back, he closed his eyes tightly and waited for the fist to fall.

Cheng Ji didn't hit him, and he didn't finish the question.

Cheng Ji grabbed the snow on the ground, wiped the blood from Mao Xiaowei's face, observed for a while under the dim light above, and said irritably: "I don't have time, I have to go. It's so fucking annoying, meddlesome , so that I can't do anything!"

In the second half of the sentence, he scolded Qi Beisong, his tone full of resentment.

He asked Mao Xiaowei: "Do you want to die or live?"

Of course Mao Xiaowei wanted to live, it would be too unfair to die in his own unit during working hours!More than ten meters away is the staff bathroom where people come and go, but Cheng has a way to make him unable to climb up for the rest of his life!

Cheng Ji said: "If you want to live, just wait in this pit. I'll come to you after I've dealt with that person. Don't play tricks and run away. I can find you wherever you hide!"

Mao Xiaowei was so afraid of the plague god that he died, he didn't hear what he said, so he nodded desperately.

Cheng Ji clenched his fists and said, "I took your phone card away. By the way, I'll tell you that you can't get through 110 without a SIM card. I tried."

Mao Xiaowei hurriedly grabbed him, indicating that his temporomandibular joint was still falling off.

Cheng Ji spat: "Don't push yourself too hard? Go to the hospital and find a doctor by yourself, I will unload it but not pretend it!"

Mao Xiaowei withdrew his hand quickly, thanking him for not killing him.

Cheng Ji's ambition was unfulfilled, and he climbed up the slope angrily, when suddenly his phone vibrated again.He was so angry that he really wanted to throw away those rags that were a few inches long and wide!

Is there anyone chasing so closely?Why don't you just tie the girl's trousers to the belt? !

Seeing that the top of the slope was just above, he stretched out his hand to reach it, but he didn't expect that what was waiting for him was not snow, frozen soil and dead grass, but another hand.

Qi Beisong grabbed his wrist, pulled him up, and pulled off his hood!

"Yo, isn't this my baby? It turns out that you are so wild outside here!" Qi Beisong said while holding up the phone, and the lit screen showed that it was dialing.

Cheng Ji finally understood why he made frequent calls, it was for a more accurate positioning!This bastard!

"Don't you want to explain?" Qi Beisong frowned his handsome eyebrows, his figure enveloped him, and he held the hood in his hand.

"..." Cheng Ji asked, "How did you find this place?"

"Same as you," Qi Beisong said, "climb the window. But I have someone to guide the way, so I didn't waste time."

Standing in the weeds more than ten meters behind him was Manager Zhou, holding a small flashlight, shoulders hunched, looking unlucky.

"..." Cheng Ji became even more frustrated.

But Manager Zhou seemed to know what he was thinking, so he spoke up quickly to prove that he didn't join hands with Qi Beisong from the beginning.

"Huh? Cheng Cheng? It's really you! I haven't seen you for so many days, why didn't you say hello to me when you returned to Shuiyue Villa?"

Manager Zhou's tone was surprised and warm, "Mr. Qi suddenly asked me to help him find you just now, I thought he was joking! Hahahaha! Why did you come to this wild place? Although this is still within the scope of Shuiyue Villa , but it’s really wild, maybe there are wild dogs or something, it’s very dangerous!”

Cheng Ji also laughed awkwardly, hahahaha, long time no see, how are you?

Manager Zhou said, okay, okay, are you studying well?

Qi Beisong didn't even have a trace of a smile on his face, and asked, "Who's down there?"

Lies were too clumsy to fool him.

His eyes glanced at Cheng Ji and Manager Zhou in turn, then at Mao Xiaowei who was still struggling in the pit, and finally locked on Cheng Ji's face.

"Act." Qi Beisong said, "Why don't you act?"