Hu Fu Wu Bei Zhao Nianxia

"A week ago, the case of multiple people seriously injured in the underground parking lot of the Walman Shopping Center in this city was officially solved. The police announced that the two parties who initiated the fierce conflict were employees of the same company. No traces of gunshots and fights were found at the scene. The bad videos that appear on the website are all from movie clips, and I implore the general public not to believe or spread rumors!"

In the lounge of the spring outing company, Wu Bei was eating fruit with great interest while watching videos on his mobile phone.

"Haha, this time I really saw what it means to have 300 taels of silver here, but I have to admit that the public relations strength of Qinlong Group is really strong."

Wang Shun next to him curled his lips and shook his head in disdain.

"Since you see the strengths of the other party, you have to find a way to keep it for yourself."

Wu Bei threw the phone aside, and said in a low voice, "How is Fatty recovering?"

"It's still too early to go to the ground. The doctor said that if the blood source hadn't appeared in time this time, we might have to give him the first seven."

Wang Shun handed Wu Bei a bottle of water to tease, then pointed to his splinted knee and asked, "Are you really going to take out the bullet?"

"Why take it out, keep it as a souvenir."

Wu Bei shook his head casually.

A few days ago, the skilled surgeon Wang Lang called told Wu Bei himself that if the bullets were taken out, he would be left with some disabilities to some extent. After special treatment, at least any problems can be seen from the outside.

Of course, the sequelae were also huge. From now on, Wu Bei's left leg would no longer be able to use any more force, it was nothing more than a fake.

"Ugh.."

Wang Shun shook his head, not wanting to let this sad atmosphere continue to spread, so he hurriedly changed the topic: "Many of the materials about the Qinlong Group that Lu Chen gave us need to be deciphered. Sister Xia Xia asked professionals for help. I guess it will take two or three days to come back."

"Speaking of Lu Chen, I haven't seen him yet, call him here, and I'll have a chat with him."

Wu Bei regained his spirits immediately.

"Success, just wait!"

Wang Shun walked out of the house.

At that time, neither of them knew that in a rented room less than two streets away from the Spring Outing Travel Agency, a group of people with mustaches who almost killed Wu Bei that night were kneeling in a neat line on the ground.

"Are you the leader?"

An old man with half black and half white hair and a stature comparable to a dead tree stared at the mustache with a majestic expression.

"Old man, what happened to Wu Bei is indeed our fault. We shouldn't accept this transaction, and I am willing to take responsibility for it. No matter how you pay for it, you can do whatever you want us to do, as long as we can save our lives. , In fact, I also paid the price, my legs are completely disabled, and it is impossible to stand up again in this life."

The mustache drooped his head, his body was trembling, and he didn't dare to formalize the other party at all.

It wasn't the old man in front of him that made him so fearful, but the other four burly men wearing bandit hats and holding folded micro punches.

Under the premise that he had set up a warning in advance, this group of people was able to sneak into the room without making a sound, and easily beat his uninjured men to the ground without firing a single shot. It can be seen how terrifying their strength is. .

"Wu Bei follows my surname!"

The old man shook his head, and said lightly: "Maybe I'm not a competent father, but it's my nature to protect my son. I'm sorry, Le'er. Today I have to use your lives to warn those Xiaoxiao who are trying to hurt my child. Anyone who tries to kill him will end up like this! Go all the way!"

After finishing speaking, the old man took a step back and nodded his head towards several of his subordinates. The four of them immediately put the folding micro-punch around their necks, and each took out a blue syringe.

"Mr. Wu..."

Mustache tries one final struggle.

"Give your boss a call and ask him to treat your family well, and tell him that it doesn't matter how he fights with Wu Bei, but please pay attention to the way. If he likes to play dirty, then I will definitely let him see it. How terrifying is the lower limit!"

The old man glanced at the other party, turned and walked out of the room.

In less than 5 minutes, four men wearing bandit hats appeared behind the old man, silent and terrifying like ghosts.

"Let's go, and then look for that old guy from the Chi Gang. I remember his name is Jinlong, right?"

The old man seemed to be muttering a few words to himself, raised the corners of his mouth, and looked closely at the upper half of his face, just like the old version of Wu Bei...