Which One to Chop Off

Gao Lvxing frowned as he saw this sudden appearance of a family of three, his face turning extremely unpleasant. He angrily ordered the security guards to throw them out. The guards, paid to do their job, stepped forward to evict them. At this point, Ji Jing's mother refused to comply. She lay down on the steps and began to act hysterically, shouting about her heart pain. Her son, somewhat human-like, pushed and shoved with the guards. With his bulky physique of over 200 pounds, it wasn't easy to remove him right away.

Guan Junbiao continued to sit beside Jiang Fan, watching the commotion. His subordinates pointed at the guards of Rongyao and laughed heartily, their mockery unmistakable. How could five or six strong and muscular guards not be able to handle these three people?

Just then, Ji Jing ran over and shouted to stop. Gao Lvxing ignored her and gestured to the guards to continue. He had never shown much respect for this woman. Jiang Fan slowly turned his head and looked at Ji Jing from bottom to top.

White sneakers, a white outfit with light blue stripes – Ji Jing had an exceptional physique. She was like a well-preserved red wine, emitting a fruity aroma. At this moment, Ji Jing's father bypassed the guards and rushed towards her, slapping her across the face.

"Beast! Just watch your mother and brother being bullied by them?"

Ji Jing's father was tall and strong. This ruthless slap instantly caused Ji Jing's cheek to swell. He didn't stop there; he rushed forward, grabbed Ji Jing's hair tied behind her head, and tried to drag her down the stairs. Ji Jing's slender and frail body couldn't resist her father's brute force and was forcibly dragged down the stairs. At this time, people in the lobby of the first floor were also running out, not to watch the commotion but to protect Ji Jing.

Jiang Fan remained seated on the steps, his gaze fixed on Ji Jing's eyes. Their eyes met, and Ji Jing spoke.

"Help me."

Help!

Of course, he had to help. From Guan Dagou's mouth yesterday, Jiang Fan learned about that girl's ordeal. If Ji Jing was taken away today, she might follow the same path as that girl.

Jiang Fan had been waiting for Ji Jing to speak up.

He stood up and descended a step, calmly saying to Ji Jing's father, "Let her go."

When Jiang Fan descended another step, Gao Lvxing signaled to the guards. Suddenly, Ji Jing's over 200-pound brother was freed and charged towards Jiang Fan, cursing, "Who do you think you are?"

Seeing the bulky man standing close and Ji Jing already dragged down the stairs, Jiang Fan sighed. As he raised his hand to punch, his arm was grabbed by Guan Junbiao. Guan Junbiao smiled and shook his head at Jiang Fan.

"I'm better at this than you. The girl you mentioned is her, right? You guys, go deal with them. This fatty is blocking the view."

The subordinates stopped laughing. They approached Ji Jing's father with fierce expressions, and several of them had already drawn out their batons from behind their waists. Ji Jing's brother had already crouched on the steps, holding his head with both hands, as Guan Dagou had drawn out his machete, pointing the blade at the fatty's face.

He was no longer arrogant, not even daring to lift his head. At this point, Ji Jing's father also raised his hands and let Ji Jing go.

At this moment, Ji Jing was in a sorry state. She had lost one of her shoes and was sitting on the ground with her hair disheveled. Jiang Fan walked over, picked up the shoe, and approached Ji Jing to help her put it on. He put his arms under her and lifted her up.

Ji Jing was really scared. She was afraid and panicked. She was afraid of being taken away by her parents. If she left, she knew she would never return.

Allowing Jiang Fan's arm to touch her, she suddenly turned around and hugged his neck after standing up. Tears slid down and fell on Jiang Fan's shoulder. Now, she could only rely on this man.

Jiang Fan didn't hug Ji Jing back but let her hug him. He pointed at Ji Jing's father with one finger and said softly, "Should we find a place to sit down and talk, or should I send you all to the hospital now? Whatever the medical expenses are, I'll cover them. Guan, give me the money!"

A black plastic bag hit the fatty's head, and stacks of bright red cash fell on the steps.

But no one dared to pick them up. Touching this money would be tantamount to being sent to the hospital.

Half an hour later, in the small conference room on the first floor of Rongyao, Jiang Fan sat in a chair, with Ji Jing standing behind him, grabbing his shoulders. Guan Junbiao sat in the chair beside Jiang Fan, legs crossed, smoking a cigarette, with his fierce-looking subordinates behind him.

Gao Lvxing didn't come, but two security guards did. Jiang Fan gave each of them a cigarette he brought from the army and said softly, "Go and turn off all the surveillance in this room. You have nothing to do here anymore. Don't come back."

The two guards obeyed. When they were about to leave the conference room, Su Qing arrived. After asking them and learning that they were going to turn off the surveillance, Su Qing didn't let them do it but called Yang Jin and asked her to bring Chen Yi to turn off the surveillance instead.

Then she stood outside the conference room, listening to the conversation inside.

Jiang Fan leaned back in the chair, his head slightly tilted back, touching Ji Jing's stomach. He sneered at the family of three, "The purpose of your coming here today is to ask for money, right? There's a hundred thousand on the table. Take it if you want, but you have to leave something behind."

Ji Jing's father and brother didn't dare to speak, but her mother was unafraid. She glared at Jiang Fan, stood up angrily, and said, "Is my daughter only worth a hundred thousand? The matchmaker has already flattened our doorstep, offering three hundred thousand as a dowry plus a car. Do you think you can get rid of us with just a hundred thousand? Add another two hundred thousand, and give my son a BMW."

After hearing this, Jiang Fan grinned. Guan Junbiao couldn't help it. He frowned and looked at Ji Jing's mother, scolding, "Are you an idiot? Do you want me to chop off your son and throw him into the sea to feed the fish?"

"I don't care. It's three hundred thousand plus a car, or you can't marry my daughter. Otherwise, I'll call the police now."

Ji Jing's mother is really not an easy person to deal with. This call to the police has given Guan Dagou a headache. Even if he's innocent, the police's arrival would only make his situation worse. Jiang Fan signaled to Guan Junbiao to stop talking and smiled at Ji Jing's mother.

"Marry? When did I say I wanted to marry Ji Jing? Don't be delusional. Our relationship is what we say it is. Even if the police come, it won't matter. Ji Jing is an adult, and you can't control her, understand? You demanded 300,000 yuan for a car. Is your son disabled or stupid? I'll give you 100,000 yuan, and your son can keep two fingers. This matter will be settled. You beat up my woman without discrimination. It doesn't matter if you're parents or even the king of heaven. Do you understand? Brother Guan, let your men take action."

"I'll do it myself. The last time I chopped off such parents' fingers was several years ago. Brother Jiang, at that time, I bought a life and two fingers for 30,000 yuan. You're being too generous."

After speaking, Guan Junbiao drew a short knife, stood up, and walked towards Ji Jing's fat brother. Ji Jing was nervous and squeezed Jiang Fan's shoulder hard. As a result, Jiang Fan turned around in anger.

"What? Can't you stand to watch? Does it hurt? If it hurts, then you can just get out of here."

Ji Jing was stunned and looked at Jiang Fan in disbelief. Seeing this, Jiang Fan roared again.

"Get out!"

Ji Jing cried again, covered her mouth, and ran out of the meeting room. When she went out, she directly collided with Su Qing's embrace. Su Qing didn't say anything but told Song Jing and Yang Xuan to support Ji Jing and go to her office first.

In the meeting room, this family of three was finally afraid. Just now, when Ji Jing was here, they had some confidence. They understood their daughter's personality, but now their daughter was gone, and they were facing strangers.

The fat brother was even more frightened. He was pressed onto the table, and his right hand was firmly held down. Guan Dagou was childishly pointing at his five fingers, seemingly calculating which one would be more appropriate to chop off. Listening to the fat man's pleading and crying, Guan Junbiao raised his finger to his lips.

"Shh! After chopping off this hand, I'll know which hand to chop off next. Don't worry! It won't hurt."

Guan Junbiao's knife fell, and Ji Jing's mother, who was held down on the chair, let out a loud shout.

"Let's talk! We can talk."

The knife didn't land on the fat man's wound. It was only one centimeter away from his fingertip. The short knife was deeply embedded in the wood. Jiang Fan sneered at Ji Jing's mother.

"Now you want to talk? Fine, 80,000 yuan! Take the money and leave. Ji Jing gives you 3,000 yuan a month. If I find out you're threatening her by calling, I'll let them rush to your home and chop off your son's manhood. You can also call the police, but I have to tell you ahead of time that Li Jinhai from the municipal bureau has some connection with me."

After speaking, Jiang Fan took out his phone, found Li Jinhai's number, and directly called him. The phone was set to speakerphone and thrown onto the table. Ji Jing's mother was hesitant. After a while, the phone was connected, and Li Jinhai laughed loudly.

"Boy, you finally know to call your second uncle? Tell me! When will you come over? A few days ago, Li Er said he saw you hanging out with Guan Dagou? Aren't you learning to be good? I have to find time to scold him."

The phone's volume was loud. Ji Jing's mother's face didn't change much, but Guan Dagou was scared and ran to Jiang Fan's side, looking tense and making faces at him, meaning that he shouldn't let this black-faced Bao Zheng (a famous righteous official in ancient China) trouble him.

From Guan Dagou's face, Ji Jing and her family knew that the man on the phone was Li Jinhai, the deputy director of the municipal bureau, whom Jiang Fan mentioned.

Seeing that the family of three didn't make a move, Jiang Fan took the phone and smiled.

"Second uncle, don't scold me, okay? My phone's volume is loud, and if you scold me, my colleagues will hear it. Recently, I'm working at Rongyao. Rongyao and Tu Xiao have partnered for a business, and Tu Xiao is also preparing to become a good citizen. You! Don't trouble Guan Junbiao anymore. Can I come over for dinner this Saturday? Will my aunt cook, or should I?"

"Brat, can't your uncle scold you? And you want your aunt to cook? You come over and cook. Help me scold Li Er while you're at it. This kid has started to be moody with me again. I can't just put handcuffs on him and throw him in, can I? Do you have anything else? If not, I'll hang up. I have several cases to handle."

"Hehe, bye!"

Jiang Fan threw the phone onto the table again and smiled at Ji Jing's mother.

"Let's talk again? Which finger should we chop off?"