230 Brat, good!
Han Wei raised his head in the voice.
Seeing a woman in a purple long dress, wearing a sun hat wearing a veil, made her facial features look very blurry.
Han Wei couldn't tell what the other person looked like or his specific age, but through the sound, he could feel that she shouldn't be young anymore.
"Who are you?"
Strongly sitting up, Han Wei picked up the pillow next to him with alertness.
"This question is stupid!"
The woman pointed to the veil on her face and spoke in a cold tone: "You just need to answer me, do you want to take revenge? Do you want to get back the quality life you once had!"
"think!"
Han Wei nodded his head without hesitation.
"That's enough!"
The woman cleared her throat.
A big man carrying a small suitcase immediately walked in outside the door.
The man was tall and strong, with his face covered with dense stubble, and he looked like a bear standing up.
If Wu Bei was at the scene, he would definitely recognize him immediately. This strong man had gone to the hospital to find Uncle Ren, and had fought with him in the toilet, and even pretended that a woman almost kidnapped him. He was quite powerful.
Ignoring Han Wei's confused eyes, the strong man opened the suitcase with a click, and there were piles of brand new banknotes inside, which was extremely tempting!
Han Wei swallowed unconsciously, wanting to reach out to touch the money.
"Actually, the person you should hate the most is Ren Zhongping, that is, Uncle Ren from Wu Bei! If it weren't for that piece of land, you might have become a victim!"
The woman spoke again.
"Yes! If it weren't for that old bastard, I wouldn't have...."
Han Wei clenched his fists and growled.
"A Bin, hold his mouth!"
The woman suddenly interrupted.
"Ba!Ba!"
Before Han Wei could react to what was going on, the strong man in front of him shook his hand and gave him two big mouths.
The strong man's hand was too strong, and he directly dissipated the gauze on his face, revealing a hideous and disgusting scar.
"You can hate him, but you can't scold him!"
When Han Wei's eyes were still showing little stars, the woman walked to the bedside and said slowly: "If you want to take revenge, just put away the money. My condition is that your life belongs to me from now on."
Han Wei hesitated for a few seconds and thought to himself that the woman in front of him might also be like Luo Xue, with the habit of "eating tender grass", and immediately slimly said: "Okay, I will do my best to serve you from today!"
"A Bin!"
A woman took a step back with disgust.
The strong man, like a bear, shook his arm horizontally again and slapped Han Wei on the cheek twice. This time he directly dried the wound he had sewn open, and blood spread out suddenly.
"The mind is not right and the mind is dirty!"
The strong man named Abin sneered.
"After taking this money, your life will be mine from today! When people die, don't bargain with me. Abin will teach you what the rest will do!"
After leaving a word, the woman turned around and walked out of the ward.
Han Wei was stunned for less than five seconds and directly put his suitcase in his arms, with a greedy expression: "Is all mine?"
"Yes, three million!"
A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Abin's mouth and his head was lit.
At the same time, Wu Bei and his men had already returned to the courtyard.
Since he went to the headquarters of "Sifang Company", Wu Beiyue felt that his house face was a bit unclassic, and he was already thinking in his heart how to occupy the nest.
"Come back?"
Uncle Ren sat on a rocking chair, holding a large tea jar in his left hand and gently shaking the palm-leaf fan with his right hand.
"Uncle, you are a little unsociable. I will call you for dinner in the evening. If you don't go, Shunzi and others will ask you for dinner, but you didn't go either. Why? I think it's a loss to play with our children?"
Wu Bei leaned over and fucked her jokingly.
Uncle Ren glanced at Wu Bei a few times, smiled and patted his head with a palm fan, and scolded: "I'm back all my energy and my mouth has become much more flexible. I'll go buy a train ticket tonight!"
"What does it mean? Are you going to go out?"
Wu Bei immediately became nervous.
"Well, there are some things that need to be dealt with, the return date is tentative!"
Uncle Ren bit his head.
"Is it very difficult? If not, I'll go with you!"
Wu Bei's concerning inquiry.
"What should I do if Hu Xiao? Can you feel at ease with Sifang Company? You can only get a chance to make a comeback after a lifetime of death, aren't you afraid of wasting it in vain?"
Uncle Ren opened his mouth like a cannon.
"It's okay, at worst I can start over again!"
Wu Bei shook his head without hesitation.
After staring at Wu Bei for a few seconds, Uncle Ren admitted that he was indeed warmed up, and immediately glared at him and scolded him: "I have said that many times, think twice before doing it! Don't always let emotions occupy your rationality. You are a man who carries a heroic map and carries a domineering business. You are always emotional and when will you rise up!"
"Uncle, I..."
Wu Bei touched the bridge of his nose.
"It's not just for me, but for anything. When you need to choose, you must weigh the pros and cons, even if it's the target of public criticism, remember?"
Uncle Ren grabbed the palm fan and patted Wu Bei on the head.
"Well, I remember!"
Wu Bei focused on the key promise.
"I slept so hard that I left you a gift under the bed. Don't go see it now, unless I'm desperate. Of course, I hope you will never use it!"
Uncle Ren smiled, stood up, and picked up a worn travel bag at his feet.
"You're leaving now?"
Wu Bei was reluctant to speak out.
"There is actually no difference between sooner or later. If you have decided, it is best to cut the mess quickly!"
Chapter completed!