[Black Flower] Compensation

Xie Yuchen stared at the situation outside, his nerves tensed, and he was very anxious to let the blind man go.

There was nothing he could do, so he had no choice but to cooperate and push the document away, revealing the covered arm, raised his hand, and showed the blind man the bloodstain: "It's just a slight scratch."

The blind man knew that Xie Yuchen was neither serious nor serious, so he quickly held down his hand that was desperately trying to roll up his sleeves, put the injured forearm on his lap, and lifted up the loose cuff.

It was a scrape, a bullet scrape, the bleeding had stopped, and there was a long, horrific wound along the wrist and down to the elbow.

Slight fart!The black blind man held back and didn't scold, Xie Yuchen is really fucking bad at Chinese!

In fact, if the wound had fallen on Heixia himself, he would have judged it to be a slight scratch; but if it had fallen on Xie Yuchen, he would have hated his bad language.

He suppressed his anxiety and held Xie Yuchen's arm without letting go: "Is there a medicine box?"

The child stared blankly at his movements, and his tone was a little calmer than when he first saw him: "There is nothing in the car, I just go back and clean it up."

"I'll clean it up for you." Hei Xiazi said and wanted to take people out of the car.

Xie Yuchen stopped him, withdrew his arms, pulled back his sleeves again, pointed to Xie's house and explained: "Recently, Xie's house is not peaceful, and there are many people everywhere. Don't get too close to me."

The blind man was even more worried: "How uneasy is it?"

"In the cars behind are my people, those at the door are not counted, and there are people from all sides of the house."

"..." The black blind man suddenly wanted to be smothered away, and his thoughts turned around, and he heard the child say again: "It's okay, I can handle it myself."

"Call me if you need help."

Xie Yuchen tidied up his sleeves and replied casually, "I didn't plot anything with you."

"Then I've failed. In the eyes of Master Xie, I don't even have any value."

"..."

Xie Yuchen has given in to the black blind man, and he is ashamed of himself in terms of thick skin: the black blind man said nothing to him, so he honestly has nothing to say, and when he hates the black blind man, he just doesn't take it to heart at all , I can even give him another sentence.

Xie Yuchen leaned forward and pressed the car lock, and urged angrily: "Get out of the car, hurry up, you go first."

"Did I hear something?" The blind man stopped pestering him, and wanted the child to go home and clean the wound.

Xie Yuchen was also worried that he and the blind man would be dragged in the car for a long time, and people outside who were staring at him with malicious intentions could sniff out the clues, so he should be quite perfunctory: "I heard you, I heard it, let's go."

Hei Xiazi immediately opened the door and got out of the car, slammed the door behind him, sneered at Xie Guyji, who had been standing in front of the old house for hours, and drove away in his own car.

After about 5 minutes, Xie Yuchen got out of the car, stepped into the old house with a face as heavy as water, with blood on his sleeves.

Half an hour later, a mediocre-looking solution guy was standing on the corner of the street, looking left and right to watch the passing pedestrians, holding his mobile phone and whispering:

"It didn't take much time for the blind man to get to know Yuchen's car, but there might be a hand-to-hand fight, and there will be blood—this time when he goes to Sichuan, the blind man will definitely not help him."