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After a moment, the young man covered in dirt was shaking and knelt beside the car.

He gasped violently, his eyes full of throbbing after the disaster, and a large area of ​​wet crotch was extremely wet.

Uncle Ren once said: All beings are equal, especially when facing death, no one can truly be calm.

"What did you think of?"

Wang Lang sat in the car and looked down at the young man.

"I...I...I can't really contact anyone else. No one except the boss can find it. I can swear to God."

The young man stuttered in his mouth and said with a dry mouth.

"You don't have to send me four or five, the law can't restrain you, and the gods are even more nonsense. If you can't provide anything valuable, I don't mind burying you back into the pit."

Wang Lang interrupted without saying a word.

After saying that, Wu Heng and a few strong men lifted the young man up again.

"Yes! It's useful when I think about it..."

The young man screamed in fear, and hurriedly struggled to shout.

It was not until he saw Wang Lang waving his hand that the young man lay on the ground and shouted: "Before this time, my elder brother said that in three days, he would hunt Wang Hailong again. The weather forecast showed that there would be a sleet in three days. He said he had a way to keep Wang Hailong alone!"

"Wang Hailong? Your person?"

Wang Lang turned around and looked at Wu Bei next to him.

"Um."

Hearing this, Wu Bei's heart also jumped wildly.

It seems that he guessed well. This time the knife hands were indeed from Wang Hailong, and the mastermind behind the scenes was most likely Wang Ye's gloomy dog.

"I've been punished for this matter, and I'll give you a big gift. Why do you plan to thank me?"

Wang Lang patted Wu Bei's thigh with fun.

"What do we want between us? Isn't it just a matter of Lang Ge?"

Wu Bei beat him up without seriousness. Strictly speaking, there is no relationship between him and Wang Lang. If it weren't for Zhao Nianxia, ​​they would probably not be together even if they knew each other. It's not that anyone is not good at human nature, because they have two completely different personalities.

"Then this guy..."

Wang Lang dragged the long voice meaningfully.

"You can take it away."

Wu Bei understood and grinned.

"It's true, but I have to pick him up something first, otherwise everyone will think I don't seem to be tempered and I will take it away after finishing it."

Wang Lang waved his hand at Wu Heng.

Several strong men immediately pulled him to the side.

After a while, a few shrill screams from the young man came, and then they stuffed the young man into the trunk of a car like goods.

Wu Bei saw it very clearly that the young man's hands were drooping like twisting and 100% broken.

Although the other party didn't say anything, he had already given Wu Bei enough to take his face with practical actions. The subtext is that he was not taken away by him for nothing. He had hurt Wu Bei, and Wang Lang also asked him to pay a price.

As for what kind of outcome will happen to the young man in the end, Wu Bei didn't want to know and was even more lazy to care.

"I heard recently that you have played well, and Chongshi can barely be counted as number one."

Wang Lang handed Wu Bei a cigarette and smacked his lips.

"Whoever can be as free as you can be as free as you, who will be willing to take the wrong path?"

Wu Bei's polite response.

Originally, he wanted to ask the other party if there was any news about Zhao Nianxia recently, but he swallowed it back when he said that.

"Barrowly count as number one", to put it bluntly, it means he does not agree with it, or his current level cannot be seen by Wang Lang at all, and even Wang Lang is not favored, let alone the family behind Zhao Nianxia.

"It's getting late, I'll send you back. I have to hurry back to Lin County to prepare breakfast for my son."

Scandalingly, Wang Lang yawned in a sleepy mood.

"If I can catch that kid and other gang, I will notify you as soon as possible."

Wu Bei was not too entangled, half-true and half-false.

"It's okay to notify or not. Anyway, with your personality, you probably won't make those bastards feel good, so I just let it go."

Wang Lang laughed.

After a few greetings, a group of cars drove out of the cemetery quickly along the downhill road.

...

At around six o'clock in the morning, Wu Bei returned to the hospital.

Wang Hailong was lying on his hospital bed and was sleeping soundly, emitting a strong smell of wine all over his body, proving that Yating was drinking a lot.

"Oh, if you are a human, you will suffer, but the suffering is different."

Staring at the sleeping war criminals, he lies in his clothes on the escort bed next to him.

On the surface, he looked careless towards Wang Hailong, as if he was a rude man who only knew how to satisfy his oral desires, but in fact he was not happy, especially when he saw couples gathering in groups on the street, his bright eyes would always fade inexplicably.

Although he had never said anything, Wu Bei could guess that this should be a pitiful person who was hurt by emotions.

"Are you back?"

As soon as Wu Bei lay down, Wang Hailong sat up as if he had a feeling.

"Don't talk to me, you've been snoring all night, I've just come back."

For fear that he would pester him where he had been overnight, Wu Bei hurriedly stared at him to stop him.

"Okay, then wait until you wake up before studying."

Wang Hailong squirmed at the corner of his mouth twice, and shrank his head with a wry smile...
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