Hu Fu Wu Bei Zhao Nianxia

With Chen Hua's angry shout, the room fell into silence for an instant.

Han Wei put down his chair resentfully, and took a dark breath with lingering fear.

He is not a fool, on the contrary, he knows how to judge the situation better than most people, otherwise he might be favored by Luo Xue.

When Luo Xue was beaten just now, he was close at hand, but he didn't see how Wu Bei made the move at all. He was also Lian Jiazi, and whether he was the opponent, Han Wei already knew in his heart. If he really fought hard today, he might not It's as simple as losing a few teeth.

"Old Deng, take Wu Bei away first, this matter is not over, if Luo Xue doesn't tell him, I have to find him too!"

Seeing that the negotiation must have collapsed, Chen Hua winked at Deng Can, and the second half of his sentence was completely beautiful, with just one mouth, no one could really do anything to Wu Bei.

"This matter is really not over! Tell that bastard named Guo Yong, you can either turn yourself in or kill yourself!"

Pulled by Deng Can, Wu Bei was pushed out of the room.

The two came all the way to the gate of the police station before Deng Can let go and complained, "You're impulsive!"

"Impulse is the devil, I am strong and not afraid of ghosts!"

Wu Bei grinned indifferently.

He had beaten Luo Xue a long time ago, and he has been bearing it ever since he learned that his father was left with nothing by this stinky bitch.

"Still laughing! It's a big deal!"

Deng Can shoved him angrily.

"What can she do to me, and turn my bones into ashes? Even if I turn into ashes, I will still blind her eyes!"

Wu Bei spat in contempt.

He really couldn't figure out how his father, who had been immersed in the business world for many years and was familiar with all kinds of intrigues, would lose to such a shitty woman.

"A woman can be in the top position, either she has a powerful husband behind her, or she has a few all-powerful mistresses behind her, which kind of Luo Xue belongs to you! It's not that simple brother!"

Deng Can patted Wu Bei's shoulder to remind him.

"Water comes to cover the soil, if the soil can't cover it, I will evaporate the water!"

Wu Bei raised his eyebrows and sneered domineeringly.

"What's next?"

Staring at the twenty-year-old young man in front of him, Deng Can's blood surged for no reason.

"Catch Guo Yong!"

Wu Bei raised his head without thinking.

When the truth falls into silence, using violence to control violence is the kingly way!

"Be more careful. If you continue to pretend to be useless today, Luo Xue may not look at you, but if you do something like this, it will be difficult for her to pay attention to you. In addition, the city is about to change, it is best not to worry about it." It's too big!"

Deng Can lowered his voice and exhorted.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the two parted reluctantly.

Wu Bei went straight back to the hospital. Just now Qi Jinlong called and said that Wang Shun had been pushed out of the operating room.

After a while, Wu Bei pushed open the door of the ward.

At a glance, Wang Shun, whose face was smeared with lotion, was leaning against the head of the bed, while Qi Jinlong and Luo Hu were serving food and water from one left to the other.

Besides the two of them, Meng Le, who sells second-hand cars, was also there.

"Wooge..."

Wang Shun opened his mouth, his voice was as hoarse as sandpaper on a tabletop, and before he could finish speaking, Dou Da's tears welled up in his eyes.

"Don't cry, you'll infect the wound later."

Wu Bei hurried over to comfort him.

Although his face was covered with bluish-purple liquid medicine and the wound was stitched up, Wu Bei could still see that there were several deep cuts at the corners of his mouth and the side of his face.

Even people without any medical knowledge can tell that those cuts will definitely leave scars in the future.

Wu Bei frowned and looked at Luo Hu: "Why don't you wrap it in gauze?"

"I asked for it myself, I want to see my ghost!"

Wang Shun opened his mouth slowly.

Wu Bei's heart hurt like a knife.

Meng Le who was next to him hurriedly persuaded him: Now that medical technology is advanced, a little scar is nothing. I have a friend who runs a plastic surgery hospital..

"You also think I should go to a plastic surgery hospital for my appearance?"

Wang Shun turned his head suddenly.

Meng Le, who was kind and comforting, was suddenly speechless when asked, and scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.

"It's okay, you all go to work, I want to be quiet by myself!"

Wang Shun sighed and curled up bit by bit.

"Be careful, you have broken several ribs..."

Qi Jinlong stretched out his hand to help.

"So what if I break it! Will I die?! Can you let me die immediately! Dead is better than neither human nor ghost!"

Wang Shun was suddenly furious, and he stretched out his hands to scratch his face like crazy, and the wound that had just been stitched up immediately began to bleed out again.

"do not do that!"

Wu Bei hugged Wang Shun tightly.

Wang Shun struggled desperately, but he couldn't pull out his arm at all, and shouted hoarsely: "Let go of me, you fucking let me go!"

Slowly, the roaring turned into cursing, and the cursing turned into whimpering again. In the end, this honest man threw himself into Wu Bei's arms, crying like a wronged child.

"Yaoyao doesn't want me anymore!"

"She said I looked terrible!"

While sobbing, Wang Shun hit Wu Bei's shoulder with his forehead, the blood stained the clothes of the two brothers, Wu Bei bit his lip, and swore as if: Brother will definitely help you get justice...