"ah!"
A scream shattered the silence of the room, and He Ci put down the plate in his hand and rushed to the bathroom.
Seeing Su Ning's pale face, He Ci quickly stepped forward to hug her and comfort her, "Little darling! What's wrong?"
He Ci felt her body trembling. Su Ning didn't dare to look and pointed to the sink.
He Ci followed Su Ning's finger and looked in the direction she was pointing, his eyes deep and thoughtful.
"Little one! Don't be afraid, it's fake."
He Ci released Su Ning, took out a tissue, wrapped the finger in it, and threw it into the trash can.
He also threw in the clothes he had changed out of the night before; this finger must have been something he had inadvertently brought back last night.
He Ci quickly picked up the trash and walked outside. He felt he deserved to die; he must have scared Xiao Guai terribly.
When He Ci returned, Su Ning was already sitting on the sofa, and she looked much better than before.
He Ci strode over and hugged Su Ning, wanting to explain! "My little darling..."
Su Ning tilted her head back and forced a smile. "Brother Ci! I know it's fake. I must have seen it wrong."
Su Ning could tell the difference between what was real and what was fake, but in order not to worry He Ci, she could only make up an excuse and say that she had seen it wrong.
Both of them knew what was going on, and He Ci held Su Ning tightly, wishing he could meld her into his own body.
"My little darling! It won't happen again."
Although He Ci's words were unclear, Su Ning still understood them.
The Vermilion Bird Hall and the Azure Dragon Hall were in complete chaos early in the morning.
Ah Bao nearly fainted from anger when he saw his wounded brothers at the door.
He Ci actually knew it was him, and now he's crippled the man and dumped him on the door – that's blatant provocation.
He Kun wasn't much better off. The bald man was dragging his injured left arm, missing a finger and several front teeth. He was as arrogant as he was yesterday, and as miserable as he was today.
"Brother Kun, you have to stand up for the brothers! That He Ci is a monster. More than half of us have died or been injured."
He Kun's head was throbbing from the crying of the group of people on the ground. "How did you all get back? Did He Ci not make things difficult for you?"
The bald man didn't dare say that he had been thrown over by He Ci's men. He hugged He Kun's leg and started crying, his words slurred.
“Brother Kun, my brothers are all working for you, we can’t let them down.”
In order to appease the bald man, He Kun had no choice but to make a statement.
"I know the brothers worked hard last night. The funeral expenses for the dead will be 100,000 each, and the injured and disabled will be 5,000 each."
The bald man objected immediately. Five thousand was a lot, but compared to He Ci, it wasn't even a fraction of what He Ci earned.
"Brother Kun, isn't this a bit too little? He Ci said last night that each of his injured men would receive 50,000 yuan for nutrition expenses, and the dead would receive 300,000 yuan to take care of their families."
He Kun's forehead veins throbbed. He had no choice but to add another five thousand to each person's share before the matter was resolved. On the other hand, Ah Bao not only didn't get a single penny, but he was also silenced.
When it comes to ruthlessness, in the gang, besides He Ci, there's also A Bao. He Ci is ruthless and doesn't talk much.
Ah Bao is truly ruthless; he'll eliminate anyone who threatens his interests.
The news quickly reached He Zhan's ears. He was worried that his son would not know how to ask, but fortunately, he heard from Ali that the person was safe and had returned home safely.
This son is good in every way, except he likes to go against his own wishes.
He thought that turning from black to white was just a matter of talking and making it public. He also wanted to bring some of his businesses into the open, because even if they were legitimate, they were still considered black by others.
Since He Ci turned eighteen, the father and son had never eaten together at the same table, and they always got along badly whenever they met.
Every time he tried to have a peaceful meal, it ended in a bad mood.
He Zhan picked up his phone and called He Jin. He knew that his words carried little weight, and even his wife, Zhu Xia, might not be able to persuade him.
He Ci and He Jin, siblings, have had a good relationship since childhood, and he only listens to his older sister.
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