"Swear if it works, what else should the law do!"

The other party's panicked explanation did not cause any ripple in Wu Bei, and he interrupted without any expression.

"Brother Wu Bei, listen to my explanation. I do know Hangou, but..."

"Central Hospital Emergency Room, bring evidence and don't let me find you!"

Wu Bei didn't bother to talk to him more, so he hung up the phone.

"Two guys, we still have some questions to cooperate with you!"

At this time, a traffic policeman came over.

"Go and talk to people!"

Wu Bei patted Luohu and Qi Jinlong's shoulders respectively to show.

Now that things have come to this point, complaints and guilt cannot solve any problem.

Wu Bei bit the cigarette roll and looked at the operating room, making a secret decision in his heart that no matter whether the person who was attacking this time was a god or a ghost, he had to make the other party pay the price.

Wu Bei has always been like this, and it doesn't matter if he suffers a little grievance, but people around him must not be implicated. Otherwise, when he was in the army, he would not have set a record of squatting in the confinement room more than 20 times a year.

The key to the problem now has to be found from the driver named Hangou.

But Qi Jinlong said that after the traffic accident, he took the initiative to call the police and surrender. At present, the person should be in the police station. Wu Bei thought about how to see him?

After a long time of thinking, he remembered Chen Hua who was in the police station yesterday. That guy seemed to have a good status. He promised that he could help solve the problem if there were any difficulties.

Thinking of this, Wu Bei called Deng Can's number: "Brother Deng, can you give me Chen Hua's mobile phone number? I want to find him if you have something to do!"

"Come right here, I happen to be in his office!"

Deng Can responded quickly.

At the same time.

The lottery shop near the hospital is the one where Qi Jinlong once worked.

The fat "Tathagata" who stood up like a pig looked at the man in front of him with a blood-faced face and murmured: "Wu Bei hung up the phone..."

More than ten minutes ago, the man suddenly broke in. Without saying a word, he pulled over his three or four little ponyboys with a stool, and then stabbed him in the thigh and forced him to ask about the accident in the pedestrian street.

Only then did he realize that the driver who hit the person was actually his good-family friend, Hangou.

Although he and Hangou have known each other for a long time, they just gathered together to eat, drink and have fun. At best, they are friends with wine and meat, and they only know some basic information.

After telling the man in front of him all he knew, the other party forced him to call Wu Bei to explain.

"Um."

The man snorted coldly with his nostrils and pulled out the fruit knife that was stabbed on Tathagata's thigh.

Blood gushed out instantly, and the pain of Tathagata screamed.

Speaking of which, he was also unlucky enough. Wu Bei just cut off a few fingers a few days ago. Today, he was hit by a knife again. There was no room for fighting back when he was two times.

"Um?"

The man turned his head and looked at Tathagata, his cold eyes emanated through his dead fish eyes, which scared the former to cover his mouth quickly.

Unlike Wu Bei's superb kung fu, men give people a completely sharp feeling. The indifference to life and similar people makes him feel more scary than Wu Bei.

The man glanced up and down at Tathagata like he looked at an animal, took out his cell phone and pressed a number: "It shouldn't be his instructions!"

"Let him take the initiative to find evidence to prove that Wu Bei doesn't waste too much time on matters of irrelevant people."

Zhao Nianxia's voice came from the other end of the phone, and what she said was exactly the same as Wu Bei.

"clear!"

The man agreed with a dumb voice, and hesitated for a few seconds and said, "Your father asked you when you would go back, and he said someone had gone to propose marriage, so I asked you to urge me."

"Uncle Bai, I'm going to get angry if you do this!"

Zhao Nianxia was dissatisfied with coquettishness.

"Haha, I won't say it anymore, but I must remind you that you can play with Wu Bei for a while, but it will definitely not be possible to devote your feelings!"

The man grinned and lowered his voice.

"Bye-Bye!"

Zhao Nianxia hung up the phone as if she had escaped.

Putting down the phone, the man leaned over and stared at Tathagata again.

For the butcher's eyes like a pig, Tathagata felt that his hair seemed to be standing upside down.

He trembled like a sieve: "I immediately asked someone to investigate the information about Hangou and who he had recently come into contact with, and then report it to Wu Bei!"

"Don't let me come to you again!"

The man squeezed out a few words from his teeth and walked out the door.

Tathagata instantly wiped the sweat beads on his forehead like a deflated balloon.

After gasping for a while, he kicked the little brother who was lying on the ground and cursed: "Just work! If I die, you can't think of a good life!"

Several horsemen got up and ran out of the store in panic.
Chapter completed!