After Huang Wenzhi shouted angrily, he unleashed a flying kick!
The move was incredibly cool!
He wanted Su Qingqing to see that compared to this pretty boy, he was the real man!
But what Huang Wenzhi never expected was that after the one-eyed beggar was kicked back a few steps, he beca furious and directly pulled out the brick tucked in his waistband.
"Bang!"
After a dull sound.
Huang Wenzhi imdiately clutched his crotch, his body bent like a "bow," his eyes wide open.
The next second...
"Ah!!!!!!!"
Huang Wenzhi let out an extrely piercing scream, as if his parents had died, rolling on the ground constantly, he felt like his future lineage was dood.
"Still dare to strike first, you’re really tired of living, beat him to death!"
The one-eyed beggar cursed, threw away the brick, and with four little brothers took up sticks and surrounded Huang Wenzhi for a wild beating.
While Huang Wenzhi was howling in pain, he hated Li ng to the core.
What the hell did that guy do, asked him to hire tough guys, not idiots!
Why aren’t these idiots hitting Ye Huan, but instead beating !
"I am Huang Wenzhi, I hired you to beat that pretty..."
"Stop beating!"
"Ouch!"
Huang Wenzhi tried to stop the one-eyed beggar and his crew, but got beaten until he scread like a ghost cry.
anwhile, beside the BMW Mini, Ye Huan didn’t take Su Qingqing and leave.
Leave?
What a joke, such a good show, it would be a waste not to watch.
"Ye Huan, isn’t he going to be in trouble being beaten like that?" Su Qingqing asked, sowhat panicked.
"He shouldn’t die," Ye Huan replied with a smile.
Shouldn’t die, does that an there’s still a possibility of danger?
"You all calm down, stop fighting!" Su Qingqing urgently urged, after all, Huang Wenzhi was her sister-in-law’s big brother, if he died in front of her, it would be quite hard to justify.
But how could the one-eyed beggar listen to her?
They were like a tough guy beating his wife, the more they hit, the more excited they got!
The scene was once extrely bloody, scaring passersby from even daring to approach.
"Ring ring ring."
Suddenly, the phone rang.
"Ah? Why is it now?"
"Okay, I’ll be right there, please ask him to wait a mont!"
Su Qingqing stomped her feet anxiously, hung up the phone and looked at Ye Huan, apologetic, "An important client has arrived, I need to et with them. I’ll send you the company address on WeChat, can you wait for there for a while?"
"Okay, do you want to give you a ride?" Ye Huan nodded, he didn’t mind.
"I’ll take a cab over, also, if he doesn’t die later, help him call an ambulance."
Su Qingqing casually said, then jogged to the street to hail a taxi, and left.
As for Ye Huan...
He wasn’t so living Buddha, Huang Wenzhi obviously had hostility towards him, he had nothing better to do and wait here to call an ambulance for Huang Wenzhi?
If he really did that, when Brother Huan is cremated decades later, there would definitely be a string of relics left.
"Vroom!"
The BMW Mini roared away.
The beating lasted for five or six minutes before the one-eyed beggars stopped, and when they left, they still dropped a curse: "Let’s see if you’ll still blink your eyes, or act like a poser in the future!"
"Ouch... I’m in so much pain!"
Huang Wenzhi’s face was swollen beyond recognition, his head was bleeding in several places, his body was bruised and battered, looking extrely wretched, and his wallet was stolen.
He felt like dying, not only did he fail to expose Ye Huan’s "true colors" and let Su Qingqing dislike him, and settle the matter with a decisive fight to win Su Qingqing’s heart, but instead, he got beaten rcilessly by these beggars in front of Su Qingqing.
So humiliating!
It’s all Li ng’s fault, that bastard, what idiots did he bring here!
Huang Wenzhi pulled out his phone and angrily began dialing.
At this mont, five formidable and ferocious n arrived on the scene.
"Boss, we ca a bit late, is it okay?" a little brother asked.
"Just ten minutes or so, it should be fine," the strongest of them, the boss, said casually waving his hand.
When the five saw the wretched appearance of Huang Wenzhi, with a face swollen beyond recognition, they looked at each other and nodded knowingly.
Being handso makes you easy to get beaten.
Though they couldn’t clearly see the exact look of this kid’s face before it was swollen.
But this kid probably was too handso and got beaten up badly by so other big brother who didn’t like it.
"Boss, ng Brother asked us to harass the beauty next to the pretty boy, where’s the beauty?"
"And where’s Young Master Wenzhi? He’s not here, weren’t we supposed to act and lose to him?"
"No idea." The boss was also dumbfounded.
Logically, there should be at least three people present.
The trampled pretty boy.
The poser Huang Wenzhi.
The trophy beauty.
How co there’s only one already trampled pretty boy here?
"Damn!"
"Did you guys eat poop, why are you so late!"
Upon hearing the conversation of the five strong n, how could Huang Wenzhi not realize that these were the tough guys Li ng had actually hired?
Turns out those beggars weren’t from their side, it was his own people who ca late!
Huang Wenzhi was furious, he stood up and directly pointed at their noses, cursing them wildly.
The faces of the five strong n imdiately darkened.
They went to the club for fun last night, woke up a bit late, they were definitely at fault for causing this.
But if anyone should curse them, it should be Young Master Wenzhi, who was this "handso guy" who’d already been stomped by other big brothers, to curse them?
They’d never suffered the indignity of being pointed at and cursed by a pretty boy like this while running in these circles!
Instantly furious, they didn’t care what mission they were here for.
"Beat him to death!"
The boss kicked out a blow.
The five strong n surrounded Huang Wenzhi.
Another wild beating!
Five minutes later, the strong n left.
They didn’t beat people for nothing, wanting to capture so spoils.
Not finding a wallet in Huang Wenzhi’s pockets, they stripped him of his custom Givenchy suit.
With only a floral-pattern big pair of shorts covering him, Huang Wenzhi strenuously moved his body a bit, picked up the phone that had fallen to the ground, and made a call to Li ng.
In just a few seconds, the call was connected.
He was raging.
"Li ng, fuck you!!!!!!"
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