A few minutes later, the young man was raised by two big-sleeved and round-waisted chefs and threw him out of the hot pot restaurant.

He lay on the ground and was stunned for a long time before he finally recovered.

What a fucking thing!

Not only did Wu Bei not tell me that, but he was beaten up for no reason.

"Are you so sick? When did I eat durian hot pot, and when did I come over to show off my power."

Sitting on the ground, the young man rubbed his almost broken elbow joints, staring at the hot pot restaurant with angrily gritting his teeth.

"Okay, let's play with me, let's have a good time!"

After a breath for a while, the young man got up angrily, slapped the dust and footprints on his body a few times, and limped into the car parked on the side of the road.

Wu Bei on the other end did not know that because of the whim of Taotie, he had touched many strangers who were not aware of it.

After parting ways with Taotie at a fork in the road, he walked home in a depressed manner along the road.

Regarding Qinlong Group, he had no intention of competing since the beginning. Especially after knowing Luo Tian’s family background, he directly labeled “never provoke” in his heart. He had served in Shangjing and understood the strength and horror of the word “garrison” more than anyone else.

Not to mention that Luo Tian’s I am the garrison, even if he is just an ordinary little leader, he can’t afford to offend him at all.

Since ancient times, it has been said that poor people do not fight with the rich, and people do not fight with the officials. This is a deep-rooted idea that the people at the bottom of the Yanxia class have been deeply rooted for thousands of years. Although he can easily belittle Cao Haiqing and let Han Gen take the lead, it is not enough to meet the real powerful people.

"Dingling..."

When he was about to walk back to the community, his cell phone suddenly rang out. Seeing that it was Huang Zhuo's number, he hurriedly picked it up.

"What's wrong with Xiao Zhuo?"

Wu Bei then remembered that when Huang Zhuo was immediately from the hospital today, he called him, but later he forgot everything.

"Brother Wu...Hello, I am Huang Zhuo's girlfriend Xu Xiaoxian. I wonder if you still have an impression of it?"

A female voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Of course I remember, how about Xiaoxian, how did you treat your illness?"

Wu Bei immediately smiled.

Huang Zhuo had to leave because Xu Xiaoxian was hurt and vowed to take her to heal her.

"I...I'm fine, it's just Huang Zhuo..."

I don’t know if I haven’t fully recovered or were too nervous, but Xu Xiaoxian became stuttering.

"What's wrong with Xiao Zhuo? What happened to you?"

Wu Bei's brows frowned instantly.

"Who are you calling?"

“Dudu…”

Before Xu Xiaoxian could respond, a man's voice suddenly rang out from the other end, and then the phone was hurriedly hung up.

Although he didn't hear it very clearly, Wu Bei could still feel that the person who just spoke was very similar to Huang Zhuo.

What happened? Why did Xu Xiaoxian contact him secretly, and what was hidden in that look of wanting to say something?

At the same time, a private rented house in a village outside the Sixth Ring Road in Shangjing.

Huang Zhuo, who had disappeared for a long time, leaned against the door of the room with alcohol, shaking. His two bloodshot eyes and the messy stubble on both sides of his cheeks all proved his hangover and his current situation.

"Who were you calling just now? My uncle or Wu Bei?"

Huang Zhuo's blue jacket was dirty and torn, emitting a pungent stench. The four words "m group takeaway" behind him were very clear.

"Why do you drink so much wine?"

Xu Xiaoxian, who was sitting by the bed, stuffed her phone back under the pillow in panic, then stood up and acted to help Huang Zhuo.

"I'll ask who you were calling just now?!"

Huang Zhuo's eyes widened and reached out to lift the pillow.

"No one, please take a break quickly, I'll pour you a glass of water."

Xu Xiaoxian hurriedly hurriedly held his cell phone in front of him and turned around to leave.

"Give me your phone! Let me see!"

Huang Zhuo snatched him angrily.

"Dingling..."

And at this moment, the phone suddenly rang, and the caller ID was Wu Bei's number.

"Okay, do you think I'm going to use my words as a warning? I'll let you call secretly! Let you call!"

Huang Zhuo snatched the phone over, hung up the phone directly, and then threw it heavily on the ground. After that, he was still unhappy and stomped his feet with his feet "bang bang" a few times. He was not satisfied until the screen was broken, and then he sat on the edge of the bed with panting.

The rental house is very small, with a total area of ​​only seven or eight square meters. Apart from a double bed, there is only a square wooden table with induction cookers and some kitchen utensils on the table. You don’t have to think about how compact their lives are.

"Don't be angry, can I not call them in the future?"

Seeing Huang Zhuo's cheeks turn white and his body trembled all over, Xu Xiaoxian walked over to dissuade him weakly.

"Don't talk to me, you're annoying!"

Huang Zhuo swung his arm away with anger and lit a cigarette.

After Xu Xiaoxian stood there for a long time, she picked up a broom from outside the door and slowly cleaned the broken mobile phone.

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Huang Zhuo suddenly shrank down from the edge of the bed, squatted on the ground, covered his face with his hands and sobbed in a low voice...
Chapter completed!