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Chapter 53 The mastermind behind the Wia incident
Ji Fan's blow and thumping had just the right amount of force, it wouldn't cause internal bleeding, but it could make him bend down in pain, his face pressed against the ground and howled, his facial expression twisted ferociously.

"You can keep lying~"

Ji Fan was smiling and holding a baseball bat, pretending to throw it at his face, but when he was about to hit it, he stopped abruptly.

The field manager closed his eyes in fright, but did not wait for a long time for the pain to come. He opened one eye slightly and looked at the baseball bat close at hand in horror, almost paralyzed from fright.They didn't give him a chance to retreat and dodge at all. His limbs were all controlled by the powerful special forces. He could only watch as Ji Fan repeated his old tricks, and he was able to accurately stop within half a centimeter each time.

"I know I was wrong, don't scare me anymore."

Even though Ji Fan kept smiling from the beginning to the end, and didn't get hit in the face once, it still frightened the stage manager.Whether to hit him or not is more painful than hitting him directly.

"It's late!" Ji Fan threw a baseball bat, caught it in the air, and spun around handsomely. The baseball bat in his hand hit him hard on the thigh, and he uttered Bruce Lee's classic lines—— ah da~
With a scream, the field manager rolled on the ground with his hands on his thighs. This blow probably broke his thigh bones.

Ji Fan casually tossed the baseball bat to the special forces, gracefully returned to the original position, and continued to lie on the loveseat sofa, resting his head on his right hand, watching the field affairs lazily, completely lacking the vigor of playing just now.

Ji Fan narrowed his eyes dangerously, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was chilling.

"Now you can say, honestly, I may not hit you. If I find out that you have lied, then..."

The field manager was trembling with fright, looking at the aloof and noble man, he secretly scolded himself for being unlucky, for provoking two scary men in front of him for such a small amount of money.

A gentleman, who didn't speak from the beginning to the end, made him feel inexplicable palpitations.

A person who smiles all day long and behaves purely and friendly in the crew, but is a full-fledged devil.

"Yes...it's Zou Ziqing. It seems that Mo Zixi is holding something, so he gave me money and made me embarrass Mo Zixi. First let the double go home to rest, and then let me play tricks on the wire. But ...Although I took the money, I was afraid of killing people, so I didn't do anything cruel, and at most let Mozixi lie on the bed for a while."

"Yo, lie in bed for a while at most? It's really nice to say, then I'll let you stay in bed for a while at most."

Ji Fan smiled and looked at the special forces behind the field manager. The other party received the order, swung a baseball bat, and beat the field manager fiercely.

"Ah! You said you wouldn't hit me!"

"Oh? Really? I regret it." Ji Fan cast a glance at the special forces. "Don't beat him to death, do whatever else you want."

The special forces immediately understood, and took the field attendant who kept begging for mercy into the next room to give the field attendant a profound experience.

Chang Junyi stood up and pushed the silver-rimmed eyes on the bridge of his nose. "What do you need me to do?"

"Hey, you understand." Ji Fan raised his eyebrows with a smile.

Zou Ziqing, this little guy dares to harm Master Mo!Wait for ruin!
"I'm leaving tomorrow." Chang Junyi said while covering the location of the gunshot wound in his abdomen.

"So fast? Your injury hasn't healed yet."

"I'm very busy and have a lot of things to deal with, unlike you playing around. And the longer you stay with me, the easier it is for Uncle Ji to discover your existence."

(End of this chapter)