the goddess's rebirth

Chapter 5: I want to call the police

Deng Zhiqiang was still speaking, Xia Xibei's eyes turned cold, he kicked his stomach, kicked him out, and flooded several chairs.

  Deng Zhiqiang was dumbfounded, but before he could react, he saw Xia Xibei bully him again, grabbed him from the ground, and punched him in the stomach.

  “

  Ah—!” Deng Zhiqiang felt his internal organs almost break apart, and cold sweat came out like a torrential rain.

  His mind went blank, when did Xia Xibe become so ruthless?

  He was 1.8 meters tall, and was the size of two Xia Xibei, but in front of Xia Xibei, he did not have the strength to fight back!

  But what frightened her was Xia Xibei's expression, which was so calm, as if what she did was unable to cause her mood swings.

  he really wanted to kill her!

  Deng Zhiqiang's hair stood tall, and quickly begged for mercy, "I'll give you! I'll give you money! Stop hitting!"

  In response, Xia Xibei punched his stomach.

  “Ah!”

  “Sorry, inertia.”

  Xia Xibei threw it away and uttered an insincere apology with a light expression.

  However, how dare Deng Zhiqiang say something? He's all dumbfounded.

  Who would have thought that a skinny and weak girl could have such terrifying strength!

  So he was so easily bullied before, did he pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger? !

  Deng Zhiqiang got up from the ground, quickly ran to the back of the table, and took out a pile of money, 5,000 yuan.

  Among them, 4,500 was Xia Xibei's salary for the previous three months, which she had cut.

  If not for eating here, Xia Xibei would probably have starved to death.

  Xia Xibei reached out to him.

  Looking at Xia Xibei's white and tender little hands, Deng Zhiqiang trembled, he wanted to draw five, but in the end he handed over a wad of money.

  Xia Xibei collected his money, and then went to the back kitchen to pick up his things.

  Not much of his possessions, just a cup and a towel.

  Looking at the meat pan that rolled in the back kitchen, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

  He rubbed his aching chest, gnashed his teeth, and showed an evil look in his eyes.

  He must make this small****** pay!

  He picked up the phone and started calling the police.

  Shortly after, the police arrived.

  “Police friend, I was beaten!”

  The cop looked at him from top to bottom, and then wondered, “Where was he beaten?”

  “Here!”

  Deng Zhiqiang pulled his clothes, but he could not see any scars.

  He was astonished, Xia Xibei was using so much strength now, how could there not be a trace?

  "Surely an internal wound!" emphatically.

  "If you have internal injuries, you need to have a medical examination first" police said.

  As soon as he finished speaking, the phone of one of the policemen rang, and his expression changed when he heard the words on the other side.

  "...Okay, I get it."

  Holding up the phone, Deng Zhiqiang was about to say something when he saw the police officer saying seriously, "Someone reported that you used an opium shell in your food!"

  Poppy shells?

  As soon as the word came out, Deng Zhiqiang's face suddenly changed, his face pale, and he stumbled: "No, no way! Me ... We're all serious entrepreneurs here!"

  However, his reaction was so fierce that the police could not see the problem. .

  "Whether it is true or not, we will explain to you. However, if someone reports it, we have to verify it. We're here today, so let's get started. "

  Deng Zhiqiang's face paled and his mind went blank.

  - It's over!

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