Perspective Medical Emperor

Chapter 51 Lend me an arm

Li Zhen returned to Jingzhi Hotel, seeing the mess inside, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

He found a pen and paper in the dilapidated counter, and began to design tomorrow's street stall business.

He believes this was the start of their career.

"Breast enhancement soup has the effect of breast enhancement and beautification. Massage, acupuncture and moxibustion are designed for intractable diseases. Well, I got some Chinese herbs from the mountains and added some precious medicinal materials to prepare elixirs and medicinal soups. For urgent use. By the way, there is also kidney strengthening yang, which is suitable for making pills, has a long shelf life, and can be carried with you.” Li Zhen murmured, thinking about the dick-like pill in the hands of the funny old man at the school gate Aphrodisiac, I couldn't help laughing again.

People live to such an old age, and still have that kind of mentality, which may be a kind of state of life.

When the design was fascinated, suddenly a few people walked in without saying a word, and one of them, a thin boy in a tight T-shirt, pointed at Li Zhen and said proudly: "Are you Li Zhen?"

"Yes, do you have anything to do with me?" Li Zhen frowned, he didn't like people walking in without saying hello, and pointed at himself.

"I have something to do, I hope you can lend me an arm." The skinny boy said carelessly, as if it was as simple as asking his neighbor to borrow a handful of side dishes, really neat and neat.

Then he pulled out a bright horse leaf from behind, and gave an order to the three people behind him, "Draw out the knife for me, surround him, and don't let him escape."

"Yes, brother chicken."

Soon, the other three people drew out their machetes at the same time, each occupying one side, and semi-surrounded Li Zhen.

"Brother Ji, you are also called Brother Ji." Seeing this situation, Li Zhen not only didn't hurt anyone, but found it funny, so he asked.

"Yes, I am Wang Man, who is well-known in the northern suburbs, called Chicken, known as Chicken Brother. Be sensible, and obediently lend me a hand. Don't worry, we won't kill you. You see, we also brought I bought a hemostatic bag, and I will stop the bleeding for you later, so that you won’t bleed profusely and die.”

The skinny boy said that he really took out a few bags from the backpack behind him and threw them on the ground.

Li Zhen looked at this skinny boy with a short stature and a rooster-headed brain. His wretched image was comparable to Wang Xuanji's, and instead of being angry, he smiled and said, "I thought you were a machine, but I didn't expect you to be a chicken called a chicken, and you were also a chicken." Brother, I happen to have a friend named Brother Ji, but unfortunately he has gone out, otherwise I can introduce you to each other, I guess he must like you very much."

"Well, that will be discussed later. We want to borrow your arm right now. You'd better be honest and don't resist. The big knife has no eyes, and be careful to hurt other parts of your body." The skinny boy said impatiently.

"Let me ask you, why did you cut off my hand? Was someone instructing you to do it?" Li Zhen then asked about the subject.

I thought to myself, could it be that Brother Biao sent someone here again? Impossible, they just left not long ago, how could it be possible.

Could it be Wang Chao, but that beauty said that she will investigate and give me an explanation. Judging by her appearance, she should be a principled person.

Who could it be?Could it be Wang Can? Absolutely impossible. This coward is like a mouse seeing a cat when he sees me. If you lend him a hundred guts, he won't bother me.

In this way, there is only one person, that is the vice-principal Zhang Guoliang, but how can a tall man like him call these low-level hooligans, who don't even have long hair, and are holding a knife in broad daylight Running all over the street in a show of power, such a mindless thing, a mature gangster doesn't even bother to do it.

Could it be Ji Fugui, because I touched his woman, he must take revenge.

Given his character and status, he could only invite these low-level, brainless punks.

However, how much money can he pay? Well, it won't be the same as Zhang Biao again. If he pays 2000 yuan, he will buy Lao Tzu's arm.

Damn it, when has my body been so cheap, why can't I sell it for a good price?

Li Zhen was thinking depressingly, not caring about the impatience of the little brats in front of him.

When the skinny boy heard Li Zhen's question, he quickly denied it, "No one instructed us, we are short of money to spend, and want to sell it for money."

"It's a joke, I'm not a pig's hand, it's a human hand, and I can sell it for a few dollars. Besides, even if I give you manpower, don't you dare to sell it on the street. Others will be scared to death when they see it. Who would dare to buy your hand? " Li Zhen smiled, feeling more and more that this seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy is cute, but he can't even tell a lie, how stupid.

"It's not my hand, it's your hand." The skinny boy corrected immediately.

"Your hands, mine are not all the same, tell me, did Ji Fugui ask you to come?" Li Zhen asked with a smile.

"It's not him. No one asked us to come, we came by ourselves." The skinny boy's face changed obviously.

This subtle change in expression could not escape Li Zhen's eyes, he can probably be sure that Ji Fugui is looking for someone.

"How much did he pay to buy my hand? 1000 yuan, or 2000 yuan?"

"2000 yuan, cut, it's so little, we might as well play cards at home." The skinny boy curled his lips and said disdainfully.

"That's ten thousand, or twenty thousand."

"That's about the same." The skinny boy, realizing that he was covered, couldn't help saying angrily: "You don't care how much I pay, I'll cut off your hand anyway."

"Oh, so to speak, he is really willing to spend a lot of money." Li Zhen nodded, and said: "Brother Ji, how about it, I will pay [-], and you go to cut off Ji Fugui's hand, why not?" Sample?"

"How can I do that? Brother Chicken, I am very trustworthy on the road. I will never lose the word integrity for the sake of money. We will live on the road in the future, so you don't have to worry about it." The skinny boy said righteously , did not notice that Li Zhen had already mentioned his employer, Ji Fugui.

"One hundred thousand, do you want to do it?" Li Zhen laughed even more happily, he wanted to keep increasing the price to destroy the boy's determination and spiritual strength.

"This..." The skinny boy's face changed slightly, and he was hesitating from his floating eyes.

"15."

"Impossible, how do you have so much money? Look at your shabby clothes. People who don't know will think you are picking up garbage. If you can come up with 15 yuan now, I will believe you." Thin The kid finally realized that Li Zhen was joking, and couldn't help but sarcastically said.

"I don't have it now, but I will have it in a few days." Li Zhen said realistically, he only had more than 1000 yuan on him.

"Fuck, you're playing with me." The skinny boy said angrily.

"Brother Chicken, it's getting late, don't be so wordy, let's go together, we guarantee we can get your hands cut off, once we get it, let's run away." Another burly boy shouted.

"Okay, let's charge up together." The skinny boy raised the knife and shouted loudly, as if he was going to charge up.

The strong kid was eager to grab the merit, and took the lead, rushed up and raised his knife, and chopped off Li Zhen's right arm.

Suddenly, he only felt a lightness in his hand, and when he took a closer look, his knife fell into Li Zhen's hand for some reason.

And his other two companions simply stood still.

At this moment, he felt that he was sold.

"This..., you chop off your arm and give it to me." The strong boy stepped back immediately after speaking in a low voice, and stood together with the skinny boy.

"Oh, alright, I'll cut off my hands and give them to you. I just want to see if the knife is fast. Don't cut it halfway. It will hurt me to death." Li Zhen held the knife in both hands, With a slight twist, the machete becomes ugly like a twist.

"This knife is not good, brother chicken, show me your knife soon." Li Zhen threw the twist knife on the ground and smiled at the skinny boy.

"My god, what the hell." The skinny boy turned pale with fright, threw down the knife and ran wildly into the street.

The other two also dropped their knives and ran wildly, only hating their parents for losing two legs.

The three of them disappeared in a blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)