"Tell your men to stop. Otherwise, you'll just have to wait for the ghost needle to pierce through your heart."
Ji Lan sneered. Her ghost needles could do more than that.
The ghost needle technique was the integration of her previous life's martial arts. She could insert the needles into someone's body without them knowing it. Once she activated her technique, the needles could follow her thoughts, and she could control the ghost needles.
"Ah, ah! Quick! Stop! You! You bunch of idiots!" Hei San's expression was awful, and the veins on his face were popping, and his face muscles were twitching. He was like an evil spirit from hell, terrifying and disgusting.
Hei San looked at the two holes on his chest, and the pain in his body subsided as Ji Lan voiced out.
He knew that she was telling him the truth, and so he was on the verge of a meltdown.
The thugs stopped, and Ji Lan signaled He Yi with her eyes.
He Yi came to Ji Lan's side, panting heavily. He looked at her with concern to see if she was injured.
"Are you okay?" Ji Lan's gaze landed on He Yi's injured hand.
"I'm fine. It's just a minor injury."
To him, it was indeed a minor injury. When he was fighting in the boxing ring, he had suffered injuries that were dozens of times more serious than this one. He had almost died in the boxing ring one time. Fortunately, he was strong enough, and although he had been in critical condition several times, he was still able to survive.
"Your lover's already fine, so what about the needles." Hei San endured the pain and interrupted the two of them.
"What needles? What kind of needles do I have?" Ji Lan snickered.
Was Hei San overthinking? He wanted to kill Ji Lan, so did he really think that she was a kind person who did not know how to protect herself?
"The needles that pierced my heart." Hei San was stunned. Then, he came to a realization. Ji Lan wanted to negotiate with him.
The pain in Hei San's body was unbearable as he gritted his teeth and said, "As long as you remove the needles, you'll be my boss in the future. The boxing gym will be my gift to both of you."
After hearing this, Ji Lan nodded in satisfaction.
Not bad. Hei San was quite sensible, but she knew Hei San was unwilling to give everything to them.
She walked forward and removed one of the needles. "The remaining needle will be my gift to you in return. Don't worry about it. Without me controlling it, it'll behave well inside of you."
Hei San's expression changed. He clenched his fist, but he relaxed a moment later because he knew he could not do anything. He had resigned himself to his fate.
"Alright, you can go now. Fix the door for me. Bring me the real estate certificate. We'll go to the boxing gym tomorrow."
Ji Lan waved her hand and told them to leave. "Don't try to play tricks with me. Otherwise, I'm not sure when will I make your heart explode."
Hei San was so scared that his face turned pale. He hurriedly nodded at Ji Lan as the wicked thoughts in his heart had long disappeared.
He felt regretful. Why did he offend the devil?
The crowd dispersed, and the room quickly returned to peace.
Ji Lan took out the medical kit and helped He Yi treat his wound.
Fortunately, He Yi reacted quickly and dodged the attack earlier. The stick only scratched his skin, so his injury was not very serious.
However, Ji Lan's heartache when she saw He Yi's injuries. She dared not hurt her beloved, so how could those b*stards do such a thing to him?
"Does it hurt?" Ji Lan carefully bandaged his wound.
"No. Come and sit down with me. Get some rest. I'll go get food."
He Yi could not look at the deep love in Ji Lan's eyes. He was not used to this kind of love, so he avoided her gaze and changed the topic.
"Outside food isn't healthy. Sit here for a while, and I'll cook you a lean meat porridge with preserved eggs. You're injured, so you can't eat oily and salty food."
It was rare for Ji Lan to be so solemn in front of him. He Yi could not refuse her when he looked at her serious look.