Gossip King

Gao Leng looked at the toothpaste squeezed on the wash table, thinking that it might be Xiao Leng squeezed it. After washing, Xiao Leng walked in and handed him the clothes Xiao Shan had just bought: "Sister Xiao Shan bought it. You change it."

Gao Leng nodded and put it on. After washing up, he sat at the table and had breakfast. Simply watching Gao Leng put on the clothes he bought and ate the breakfast he bought, he couldn't help but laughed and sat down. Next to Lao Diao, he got a wet towel and wiped his forehead.

"Oh..." Lao Hang let out a weeping moan, breaking the tranquility.

Lao Hang woke up.

"Lao Diao, how about it?" Gao Leng rushed over, and saw that Lao Diao's entire face was basically invisible, he was bruised and he could not move.

"It hurts, don't tell my wife and children, lest they worry about it." Lao Diao opened his eyes slightly, and they were so swollen that they couldn't tell the difference between them. He thought of his family for the first time, and his voice trembled.

"Well, I haven't said it yet. When you say it, say it when you say it, we will take care of you." Jian Xiaodan quickly relieved: "It's just that the rib is broken, and it will be kept. I am too worried. "

"Hey, it costs money again. What kind of person is he hitting me as soon as he rushes up, so cruel." The old man looked around: "This ward is so high-end, I can't afford it."

"Don't worry about money matters, first stay in VIP for a few days. There are many nurses in the VIP ward, and they take care of lunch and dinner, and there are nurses, so I can freely deal with you." Gao Leng frowned and leaned down. He asked solemnly: "Old hanger, have you offended anyone recently? What did the person who beat you say?"

"I'm just a driver. I want to say that filming crimes in the past offended people. That wasn't me. People don't need to find me a driver to relieve the fire. Recently...Isn't I always filming cases with you recently? I didn't offend anyone. The group of people hit with the tap water pipe, their hands were so dark..." The old hanger's voice was not loud, after all, he was injured, and it was so empty that he only said a few words, just sweating his forehead.

When Gao Leng heard it, he guessed nine points in his heart, and helped him get the quilt: "I'll be fair to you, don't think about anything else, just rest first."

"Hello, sir, someone is sending flowers, please sign for it." As he said, a flower delivery boy came at the door, holding a big bunch of chrysanthemums in embarrassment, and they were wrapped in white wrapping paper.

This...to give the patient chrysanthemums wrapped in white wrapping paper...Isn't this just given during the grave sweeping? How unlucky. The flower-sending brother checked the address repeatedly, yes, so he bit his head and walked in.

Jian Xiaodan coldly signed, but didn't accept it, and pointed to the bunch of flowers: "Brother, who gave this flower?"

"This...I'm sorry, this guest requested confidentiality, and this guest paid a big price." The little brother looked at the house full of iron and blue people, and he was a little trembling. The knot is given, but who would a normal person look at the patient to send a dead flower?

"Big price?" Jian Xiaodan sneered, took out the press card in his pocket, and stretched out in front of him: "Look clearly, this house is full of reporters. If your company wants to get social negative news, keep it secret. ."

The face of Little Brother Hua turned pale. He looked at the certificate in Jian Xiaodan's hand, and he was a little bit falsified: "That, that, then I'll call our manager, you wait."

"Within two minutes, it will expire." Jian Xiaodan's voice was cold and cruel, and shook the flower delivery brother. In less than a minute, he walked in, smiled and bowed again and again.

"Reporters, I'm really sorry, the information about the living room is written here, here you are." After speaking, the little brother handed over the information respectfully.

Jian Xiaoshan took it, glanced at it, and threw it into the wastebasket.

"Sister Xiaodan, why did you lose it?" Xiao Leng quickly bent over to pick it up.

"It must be bought by someone else, don't read it." Gao Leng said coldly, and Jian Xiaodan nodded and said nothing.

The air was full of killings, and everyone looked pale.

"That...the flower..." The flower-sending brother asked weakly because he was a little confused by the atmosphere.

"Thank you, the flowers are taken away." Xiao Leng looked at the pale-faced people, walked in front of the little brother, and said with a smile: "Sorry, I scared you. This is a tip. Could you please tell the flower customer, this flower , Reserved for him when he goes to the grave."

After speaking, Mu Xiaolen took out several hundred-yuan bills and handed them to the little brother. The little brother was stunned, nodded quickly, and went out with the chrysanthemum.

Ding Ding Ding. The phone rang, and Gao Leng answered, and the fat man came hoarsely: "Brother Gao! Our car! Our car!"

The voice was flustered, atmosphere, and helpless.

"What's the matter? Speak slowly."

"Our car is full of dirty words, damn, what... What kind of bastard, going out to kill, wholesale green hat, what to death the whole family!" The fat man was yelling: "Fuck, this dog! Do!"

"Don't panic, take pictures and leave evidence first, I'll come here." Gao Leng hung up the phone coldly.

"What's the matter?" The old hanging only heard the fat man yelling on the phone, but he didn't hear clearly, and asked vaguely that it was wrong.

"It's okay. I'm going to the police station. I guess it's a group of gangsters who beat the wrong person. They will get you justice." Gao Leng smiled slightly and looked at Mu Xiao Leng and Jian Xiao Shan: "Xiao Leng, How about you stay here, Xiaodan, follow me, and familiarize yourself with the police station you went to yesterday."

The old hanger is recovering from illness and can't stand the stimulus. The car was assigned to him by the magazine. He is responsible. Now I don’t know how the car is. It is also a trouble. He always suffers some financial losses. People are righteous, but the family is poor, and the family is waiting for him to feed. This is hurt again. Seeing his appearance, I feel distressed about the money. If I know that the car has been made, I may be angry.

It's better not to tell him.

Xiao Leng nodded obediently, took out the car key from his bag and handed it to Gao Leng: "Drive my car."

Gao Leng nodded, took it, and touched her head: "Hey, when I come back, this is the hospital. The bullies don't dare to do anything. Call me right away if you have anything to do."

Xiao Leng nodded quickly, worrying in his eyes: "Brother Gao Leng also needs to be careful. I will take care of Brother Hanging obediently and wait for you here obediently."

Gao Leng walked out quickly, followed by Jian Xiaodan.

When he waited for the elevator and entered the elevator, Gao Leng had a blue face and said nothing. Did Xiao Shan raise his eyes and look at him worriedly? There was silence in the elevator, and Xiao Shan tugged at the corner of his clothes: , This kind of person will be planted sooner or later, and the entertainment circle cannot tolerate him."

This kind of person is naturally well-established, and he's not far from it.

"Sooner or later?" Gao Leng snorted, sullenly: "I can't wait that long."

With that said, the elevator opened, and Gao Leng raised his foot and entered the garage. As soon as he entered the garage, he saw a large group of people surrounded by Xiao Leng's car and pointed.

Gao Leng walked over and took a look, his face became cold.

"You really provoke me, Wen Kai." Gao Leng gritted his teeth, gritted his teeth, and growled low.