ng Hao picked up the phone and dialed.
"Hello, is this Reporter Wang? It’s . When are the photos of the beating going to be exposed? The price is negotiable..."
He was speaking excitedly, completely unaware that the door had opened.
ng Hao spoke more and more enthusiastically, "...I’m about to beco famous. I won’t forget you in the future..."
"Mr. ng."
ng Hao abruptly looked up and saw soone standing at the door, more than one ter eighty tall, with a baby face. Although expressionless, he looked pleasing, dressed in a black casual cotton jacket, sohow making people reluctant to approach.
"Who are you?"
"I’m Little Nine," said Little Nine.
He slowly walked towards ng Hao, smiling slyly, "Mr. ng, quite the tactics you have."
ng Hao’s heart tightened, "How long have you been standing there?"
Did he hear everything he shouldn’t have heard? If he heard everything, then he...
Thinking of this, ng Hao’s face changed.
Little Nine sat on the beige sofa opposite him, crossed his legs, and looked very relaxed, "Take a guess?"
That shaless look made people want to punch him just by seeing it.
Guess your brother-in-law!
ng Hao’s veins popped, "Did you hear everything?"
Little Nine laughed cheerfully, "Don’t be nervous. Why so nervous? Whether I overheard or not makes no difference to , after all, dealing with you is just a matter of one sentence."
ng Hao pressed the bell on the bed, trying to notify the doctors and nurses to co over.
Little Nine, calm and composed, said, "Oh, I advise you not to waste your energy. No one will co."
Although every word was gentle and he looked harmless, ng Hao sohow felt afraid. He looked vigilant, "I don’t know you!"
"It’s normal that you don’t know . Soone like you would never have a chance to et a young master like ."
Little Nine’s proud deanor, at a glance, begged to be punched.
ng Hao said coldly, "I’m asking you to leave!"
Little Nine chuckled twice, "Co in."
A group of people in black walked out from the ward, tall and sturdy, instantly making the empty ward feel crowded.
Terror flashed in ng Hao’s eyes, "What do you intend to do? This is a hospital, you can’t ss around!"
"Who told you to ddle where you shouldn’t have ddled, serves you right," Little Nine sighed.
Trying to get yourself killed, is Young Madam soone you can ss with?
You’re practically asking for it!
"Who?" ng Hao asked.
He hadn’t provoked anyone recently, except...
"You an Tong Yan?" ng Hao’s eyes widened.
Impossible, impossible. He’d checked beforehand; Tong Yan’s just an ordinary entertainer, although his family has a company, it’s all a ss, nothing substantial, nothing problematic.
ng Hao was still quite smart. Every ti before taking action, he would thoroughly investigate the person’s background to avoid crossing the wrong lines.
Unexpectedly, he still hit a dead end.
Sotis, people shouldn’t do bad things, or they’ll always be unlucky.
Little Nine smiled, "You’re not too dumb."
He signaled to the n in black beside him, "Don’t be too ruthless. There’s still a long future ahead; let him live well."
The n in black grabbed him and started beating him up.
They hit indiscriminately, and after a few punches, ng Hao was left with hardly any intact flesh, his body bruised all over.
Then, Little Nine walked up to him, raised his eyebrows with a light smile, "Don’t you like drugging people? I’ll oblige you."
"No, no, no..." ng Hao weakly struggled.
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