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Chapter 917 I am a normal man

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Outside the subway station, the battle is still in full swing!

Li Ji twisted his waist and avoided the iron fist that Lao Cai suddenly rushed over. At the same time, the belt was like a whip, and he rushed towards Feng Diming, who was rushing with a pen.

Feng Diming quickly rolled away on the spot. When he bounced up from the ground, he found that Li Jikai had abandoned Lao Cai and rushed towards him. He couldn't help but complain. What he was most not good at was this kind of frontal close-range attack. But Li Jikai was always thinking about him and would attack him as soon as he had the chance.

Damn, why don’t you keep staring at me if you keep staring at that big guy in Lao Cai?

Did I steal your rice?

Of course, Li Jikai knew that the young man who looked like a college student in front of him was not good at tackling difficulties, and it was a breakthrough. As long as he was knocked down first, Lao Cai would have less helpers and he would be much more relaxed.

But Lao Cai is not a fool either. When he saw Li Ji pushing towards Feng Diming, he also rushed over.

Seeing that Li Ji would not let him go, Feng Diming simply gritted his teeth and fought hard. The pen in his hand turned into a black nail and pointed at Li Ji's eyes.

Li Jikai didn't know what was going on with Zheng Yunrong, so he made up his mind to fight quickly, but he didn't dodge or avoid it. He pulled out the belt in his hand, and the metal head like a meteor hammer hit Feng Diming's knee.

This kind of head-on fighting style will undoubtedly lead to both sides. Feng Diming cherishes his life as gold, so he will not fight with him. He immediately rolls on the spot and hides away.

Seeing this, Old Cai couldn't help but curse himself. If Feng Diming dared to fight with Li Ji, he would have a chance to severely damage Li Ji Kai, but Feng Diming chose to avoid it, and he would have no chance at all.

Li Jikai seemed to be sure that Feng Diming would dodge. He waved his backhand and pulled the belt towards Lao Cai again!

Lao Cai reached out and grabbed the metal head of the belt, pulled it hard, trying to pull Li Jikai over.

Unexpectedly, Li Jikai suddenly let go, Lao Cai couldn't hold back, and he couldn't help but retreat.

After finally stopping, there was a figure in front of him. Li Jikai rushed forward, stretched his fingers straight into his eyes.

Old Cai quickly raised his hand to block it, but Li Ji made this move just a false move, and the real killer move was a broken leg of his son and his grandson!

Old Cai, who was distracted by the side of the house, was a little distracted, and Li Ji kicked him in the crotch. His whole face turned pale and he covered his crotch and retreated repeatedly.

At this time, Feng Diming touched it secretly, raised his hand and picked up the pen, and inserted it towards Li Ji's back.

Li Jikai did not turn around, but his head seemed to have eyes growing on his back. He sided and avoided it. At the same time, he stretched out his grasping hand and suddenly copied it backwards. His five fingers were buckled against Feng Diming's wrist like iron claws.

Feng Diming was in pain and could no longer hold the pen.

Li Ji reached out and snatched it, held the pen back and stabbed it hard.

Feng Diming quickly raised his hand to block it, and the pen pierced into his palm, and he was immediately bleeding, causing him to scream in pain.

Li Ji kicked Feng Diming away, then patted his sleeves and turned around and left.

After a long time, the ponytail girl and Luo Shangzhi came back. Seeing Lao Cai half-squatting on the ground with his crotch, the other covered his hands and jumping his feet, they couldn't help but frown.

The ponytail girl asked, "You two can't keep him?"

Lao Cai said with a bitter face: "Sister Rou, that man is definitely not a good-looking lamp."

Feng Diming gritted his teeth, pulled out the pen with great force, quickly pressed the wound in his palm to stop the bleeding, and then said, "Sister Rou, have you failed?"

Luo Shangzhi covered his waist, which was still painful, and said, "The female bodyguard beside Zheng Yunrong is also a thrust idea. We have all misunderstood this time."

The ponytail girl snorted: "Let them go first this time, let's go, and let's deal with your injuries first."

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Jiujiang Changhong Hotel.

A taxi stopped in front of the hotel door. Li Ji drove out of the car and once again confirmed that there were no cars or people following him. He had changed his car several times before stopping.

After entering the hotel, he first went to the front desk to check in, and then took the elevator to the third floor. However, he did not go to his room, but knocked on the door of another room a little far from his room.

After a while, the door opened and Zheng Yunrong appeared in front of the door.

Wu Su took her and Zhang Ling'er away from the pursuit. After getting on the subway, he quickly contacted Li Jikai. Li Jikai asked them to get off at a nearby station and then headed to this Changhong Hotel.

When he walked into the room, Li Jikai saw Wu Su sitting beside him. She was bandaging her calves, but the gauze was stained with blood, and blood was obviously still oozing out.

Li Jikai frowned and walked over and said, "Let me look at the wound!"

"No!" Wu Su said disapprovingly: "It's just a little skin trauma!"

Li Jikai ignored it, squatted down, reached out to remove the bandage that Wu Su had been half wrapped, and then lifted the gauze on the wound. After looking at it, his brows frowned even tighter.

Wu Su's leg was pierced, and the wound was not particularly deep, but the hole was not small.

Although Wu Su has been sterilized and has been pressed with gauze, it still cannot stop bleeding. Such open wounds must be sutured, otherwise not only will they not stop bleeding, but the chance of infection is also quite high, and even if they are cured, they will leave dazzling scars.

Seeing her like this, Li Jikai immediately said: "Your wound must be sutured, let's go to the hospital!"

Wu Su said: "We go to the hospital, what should I do if Miss Zheng and Ling'er do?"

"Li Jikai, please accompany Miss Wu to the hospital. I can take care of myself." Zheng Yunrong glanced at Zhang Ling'er lying on the bed and said, "And Ling'er is asleep now, I can do it alone."

Only then did Li Jikai realize that neither he nor Wu Su could leave.

He knew very well how much Wu Su was worth. It was impossible for ordinary people to hurt her, but now he was injured like this! In addition, he had also fought with them with his own hands, knowing that this time the opponent was not an ordinary person!

If she and Wu Su leave, Zheng Yunrong will not even protect Zhang Ling'er, let alone protect her.

Li Jikai thought for a while and said, "In this way, I'll buy some medical supplies and I'll deal with it for you!"

Zheng Yunrong said: "But now it's midnight, all the pharmacies are closed. You are not familiar with the place, so where can I buy it?"

Lee Ji said, "I will find a way!"

After leaving the hotel, Li Ji searched all the way and found that as Zheng Yunrong said, all the pharmacies were closed.

However, living people will not be suffocated to death by urine. Even ghosts can be invited to push the mill if they have money, let alone buy some stitching medical supplies.

Li Jikai found a community clinic that was still open, and spent hundreds of dollars to buy the medical supplies he wanted.

Seeing that he had really bought something, Wu Su asked Li Jikai to take her to his room to treat the wound in order to avoid disturbing Zhang Ling'er who was already asleep.

Li Jikai told Zheng Yunrong that whenever there was any movement, he immediately rang his phone, and then helped Wu Su to his room.

After entering the room, Li Jikai helped Wu Su to sit on the chair, and then closed the door. While opening the medical supplies he bought, he said, "No one else would sell the anesthetic to me, so it will hurt when sewed in a while, so you have to endure it."

Wu Su said calmly: "It's okay, I can tolerate it!"

Li Jikai walked into the bathroom, found a clean towel and rolled it up, and handed it to Wu Su and said, "You can bite it in your mouth, so that you won't hurt your tongue in a while."

Although Wu Su thought Li Jikai was a bit of a big deal, he didn't say anything in the end and bit the towel in his mouth.

Li Ji squatted down, spread her legs, and then held up her injured foot.

I don't know if it was because his movements affected the wound or for another reason, Wu Su immediately tensed up all over.

Li Ji said: "Relax a little. Although it will hurt when sewing, it will not hurt after sewing!"

Wu Su smiled bitterly, am I afraid of pain? But in the end I forced myself to relax.

The medical cotton ball soaked in disinfectant fell on the wound. When she started cleaning, the stimulating pain made Wu Su take a deep breath of cold air, and cold sweat suddenly appeared on her forehead, but she still kept silent.

After Li Jikai carefully cleaned it and confirmed that there were no remaining foreign objects in the wound, he picked up the sterilized curved stitch and said, "I'm going to start sewing now."

Wu Su bit the towel tightly and nodded at him.

Li Jikai then held her ankle with one hand, held the suture needle firmly with the other hand, and stabbed it into the flesh next to the wound.

The severe stinging pain finally made Wu Su unable to withstand it and let out a vague cry.

Li Jikai knew that the longer the time, the longer the pain would be, so he did not hesitate and kept threading needles on her wounds.

After about three minutes, Li Jikai sewed her seven-degree thread and finally completely sewed the wound.

When he finally stopped, Wu Su felt like she had passed through a fierce battle and was sweating all over. Not only was her face covered in sweat, but her clothes on her chest were also wet.

She was half paralyzed and half sitting on the chair, exhaling constantly, and the two peaks on her chest were also undulating, because her clothes were wet, and she looked even taller and more perky!

Li Jikai had no idea about her, but his eyes inevitably fell on her chest. After a while, the heirloom actually woke up.

Although it is inappropriate, there is nothing we can do about it. Who said he is a normal man?
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