Jane Anson

"Where is the person? Where is the boss? Where are you going? Come out!" A vicious shout came from the door, which brought Shen Ansheng back to his senses.A young man in a brown suit casually barged in with two gangsters holding axes, and the sound came from his scarred face on the left.

Trouble is coming!Shen Ansheng knew in his heart that in this world, it is not uncommon for some people to make trouble in the store, but this is a ceramics store... Shen Ansheng frowned imperceptibly, walked out from behind the counter, and said loudly: "This Sir, what can I do for you? Judging by your attire, you should be the young master of a rich family. If you want to buy porcelain, just take a look, choose and order the check. There is no need to be so rude.” Shen Ansheng ignored the two faces The gangster with a fierce look said directly to the leading young master.

The young master saw that Shen Ansheng's words were decent, so he stopped pretending, and asked directly: "Buy porcelain? Buy fart! I've seen you before, let your old ghost master come out, I won't make it difficult for you!"

"Master is not here, it's the same if you come to me directly if you have anything to do!" Shen Ansheng didn't have the same knowledge as him when he heard him talk like this.

"Looking for you? Okay! Master, I ordered a set of cups from you last week. It is for big business, and it is for foreigners. In the end, what the hell did you give me? It's so rustic, like shit, it's ruining my fucking business!" The young master roared angrily.Scarface quickly took out a package and threw it to Shen Ansheng.

Shen Ansheng opened it and saw it clearly.He put the things in the package away, and then said: "Sir, what exactly did you order at the beginning? Is it a clay cup or a porcelain cup?"

The young master was taken aback when he heard the words, then came back to his senses and scolded: "What the hell is the ceramic one, the young master, I just want the ceramic drinking cup! Hey, I said, are you trying to shirk responsibility!"

Shen Ansheng stared at him, still with a calm tone and a polite attitude: "Sir, don't worry, our store has records for every transaction. Let's check it first, and it will be clear when we find out." After finishing speaking, he went to the counter to get the booklet and rummaged through it.Since the time interval was not long, I found it immediately, and it was clearly written on it that this young master Zhang ordered the pottery cup.

Shen Ansheng handed the brochure to Young Master Zhang, and Young Master Zhang jumped up angrily after reading it: "I said to make a cup at the beginning, but the old man asked me for pottery, how the hell did I know, the pottery is not good?" Are they all ceramics? You say the same thing is different, and you lie and try to put the blame on me! Come on, smash it for me!" After finishing speaking, he tore the booklet in his hand to pieces.The gangster next to him got the order and started smashing around the shop with an axe.

How could Shen Ansheng watch the store being destroyed, and hurried forward to stop it, but those two gangsters were full of tendons and strength, and Shen Ansheng, who was thin and weak, couldn't stop it.In a hurry, he bit Scarface's arm at once.Scarface's arm hurt, and he exclaimed, and with a backhand, he slapped Shen Ansheng heavily to the ground.Shen Ansheng's handsome white face suddenly became half red and swollen.

Zhang Shao, who was standing by the side, watched the excitement, and suddenly his eyes caught the lotus leaf cup on the counter. He thought it was a good cup, so he picked it up and stuffed it into his arms.Seeing that he took the lotus leaf cup, Shen Ansheng rushed over, shouting: "Give it back to me! Give it back to me!" This wicked young man would not give it back, Shen An was so angry that he stretched out his hand to grab it.

The evil young man immediately got entangled with Shen Ansheng, and even beckoned to the gangster who was smashing things to pull Shen Ansheng away.Shen Ansheng was knelt on the ground held down by the gangster, his eyes were fixed on that young master Zhang, and the words were still in his mouth: "Give it back to me!" He gritted his teeth.Young Master Zhang smiled, adjusted his suit, and patted the ashes on his body: "Give it back to you? What do you want to give back to you? Heh, this young master has taken a fancy to it, and it belongs to me!"

Shen Ansheng suddenly got up when he heard this, and threw himself at the pocket in Zhang Shao's arms to snatch it back.Zhang Shao quickly blocked it with his hand, and was caught by Shen Ansheng in the confusion, and his expression turned bad immediately.The gangsters quickly restrained Shen An and prevented him from moving around.

For the convenience of work, Shen Ansheng never keeps his nails.When he accidentally scratched it just now, there was no blood left, and the skin was torn a little.Zhang Shao gently blew the red mark on his hand, and yelled viciously: "Hold him down! Press it well, don't bite me like a crazy dog! How dare you grab me, okay, then I will I will use up your hand today!"

Young Master Evil asked the gangster to press Shen Ansheng to the ground, and lightly stepped on Shen Ansheng's wrist with one foot.Shen Ansheng began to be afraid. His hand was his most valuable thing and his life. He began to beg for mercy: "No! Please, don't! Let me go, let me go!" His voice was trembling with fear.

How could Young Master Zhang let him go, no matter how much Shen Ansheng cried and begged for mercy, he didn't hesitate at all.He grinned grinningly, and the strength on his feet began to increase. He twisted his toes vigorously, feeling the flesh under his feet began to burst and wear away.The hard soleplate of the leather shoes and the rough ground pinched Shen Ansheng's wrist tightly, but Shen Ansheng couldn't struggle, it hurt so much, his wrist hurt so much, his heart hurt too, he couldn't cry out from the pain, he felt like he was going to die from the pain It's the same as in the past.

Shen Ansheng's voice was already hoarse, and he couldn't yell anymore, but Young Master Evil still didn't want to stop: "I heard that your hands are the most important thing for you craftsmen, right? Then I will give you a big gift today, and you'd better remember it all your life." My kindness——" As he spoke, he stepped on his feet again, even stepping on Shen Ansheng's hands with both feet, jumping up, stepping down, several times in a row.

The pain at the beginning has now turned into numbness. Shen Ansheng knew that one of his hands was useless, and the tears from the pain on his face had also dried up. He couldn't cry or shout, and his heart was empty.

The wrist was already bloody and bloody, but the torture has not stopped.The evil master moved his heel to Shen Ansheng's finger and continued his evil deeds.The sudden piercing pain caused the body of the person under his feet to twitch, and the evil young man opened his bloody mouth with a wretched smile: "Ten fingers connected to the heart, it really hurts~ tsk tsk tsk, from now on, you may be useless hahaha !" Shen Ansheng felt that he heard the sound of his fingers cracking, and then there was a more severe pain from the other hand.

The evil young man crippled Shen Ansheng's hands, and ordered someone to beat up the cripple lying on the ground. When he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something, took out the porcelain cup in his arms, and waved it in front of Shen Ansheng's eyes. He proudly put it in his pocket again, and then led the people away, not forgetting to order his subordinates to inform his old ghost master.

Shen Ansheng felt that his eyes were very gloomy, like a layer of fog, and his whole body hurt, but his hands didn't feel it.He didn't have the strength to stand up anymore, and he saw that the corner of his mouth was bleeding, and the blood was stained on the ground, bright red, the only bright color in his vision.His heart is no longer empty, his heart is a little withered.In a daze, he seemed to see his master coming towards him with trembling steps, and then he didn't know anything.

The author has something to say: I wrote a bit too much with excitement hee hee!It can be regarded as making up for the lack of words in front of it!Notice!From here on, I will be abused~