He Has a Dragon

Wu Liang, who was lying on the sofa in the hall, waited for everyone to persuade him, but he did not change his decision because he was beaten half to death for no reason tonight. It was so cheating. His uncle could bear it, but his aunt couldn't. !

"My phone is in my pocket, call Fatty!"

The severe pain all over his body caused Wu Liang, who had cold sweat on his forehead, to twist his face and speak each word with difficulty through gritted teeth. [For more exciting novels, please visit www.wuruo.com]

"Uh!" Lao Huang froze at first and looked at Wu Liang, who had been beaten into a pig head three, with a speechless face. He could only shake his head helplessly. He knew that the other party was determined to find connections in the capital for his vain plans. He vented his anger at being beaten.

"Alas, young people have never seen the world. They don't know how the Chen family, one of the five aristocratic families, exists. In the end, the ignorant are fearless!"

While Lao Huang secretly sighed in his heart that Wu Liang was too stubborn to understand current affairs, he took out his mobile phone from the other party's pocket.

"Uh!" Lao Huang took out the mobile phone with a broken screen from Wu Liang's pocket and couldn't help but curled his lips. It was obviously broken like this by being kicked and punched by Chen Huazhang and others in the box.

Fortunately, Lao Huang himself had Fatty's mobile phone number.

This was what Lao Huang left behind when he met Fatty and exchanged contact information when he visited the headquarters of Junlin Group.

"Tell Fatty that I was beaten in the capital, and ask him to find that bastard Wang Le for me, and come over here to avenge me!"

When Lao Huang took out his mobile phone and dialed Fatty's mobile number, Wu Liang said bitterly again.

After finishing speaking, Wu Liang closed his eyes tightly, because it took a lot of energy for him to stay awake until now after these words.

At this time, Lao Huang was too lazy to think any more and nodded perfunctorily, because in his eyes, in the end, Wu Liang was a blind man lighting a lamp in vain.

When the call was connected, the fat man said angrily: "Who at this late hour doesn't want to sleep even if it's over?"

How could Mr. Huang on the other end of the phone care about the fat man's complaints?

He said in a deep voice with a look of grief on his face: "Mr. Zhang, I am Lao Huang. I was drinking with Mr. Wu at the club in the evening, and I was injured. He asked me to call you and said he was looking for someone. A man named Wang Le came to help."

As soon as he finished speaking, the fat man on the other end of the phone hurriedly asked: "Is Wu Liang seriously injured?"

Lao Huang looked at Wu Liang, who was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, and couldn't help scratching his head, then smiled bitterly on the phone and replied: "Brother Wu, that mouth is really causing trouble! The lucky thing among misfortunes tonight is that he is still alive. If If it were any heavier, my life would really be lost."

As Wu Liang's best friend, Fatty certainly knew that the other party had the habit of swearing, so he wasn't surprised at all when he heard Lao Huang say this.

"I'm going to find a way to contact Wang Le now, and then ask him to find you."

The fat man on the other end of the phone agreed without hesitation, and finally said: "Mr. Huang, before Wang Le comes, please ensure Wu Liang's life is safe. Please."

After finishing speaking, the fat man on the phone took the initiative to end the call without further chatting, and hurriedly found a way to contact Wang Le.

"Brother Wu, the phone call has been made. I believe there will be accurate information soon. Then we can determine whether the person named Wang Le can be contacted."

After Lao Huang walked over to Wu Liang who was lying on the sofa and spoke softly, he saw that the other party did not respond and had obviously passed out again, so he stopped disturbing him and found an empty seat to sit down and began the waiting process.

At the same time, Wang Le, who lived in Xiao Yuanfang's residence, didn't eat at night and kept himself locked in the bedroom to heal his injuries.

He was in the middle of meditation practice when the cell phone on the bedside table rang.

"Honey, your father will be back tonight?"

Wang Le, who was awakened by the ringtone of the call, saw that it was Mu Xiyan calling. As soon as the call was connected, he couldn't help asking with a hint of surprise.

"Husband, I have other things to do with you. Fatty called your Feicheng number and turned off the phone, so he called me."

On the phone, Mu Xiyan replied with an anxious tone.

Seeing the bedroom without the lights on, Wang Le raised his eyebrows and quickly got up from the bed. While putting on his shoes, he replied in a deep voice: "Did something happen?"

Mu Xiyan on the other end of the phone responded: "The fat man gave me a mobile phone number and said he would call this number after contacting you."

After a pause, Mu Xiyan added: "I heard from Fatty that Wu Liang was beaten by a group of people in the capital."

"Uh!" Wang Le was startled. He thought that the Hong family had gone to Feicheng to harm his relatives and friends. Unexpectedly, it was Wu Liang who was beaten. He couldn't help blurting out and asked: "Why did that kid come to the capital? Already?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Le quickly came back to his senses, and without waiting for Mu Xiyan's reply, he hurriedly ordered: "Honey, please give me the mobile phone number that the fat man left, and I will call you and find out more about it."

Immediately, Mu Xiyan reported Lao Huang's mobile phone number to Wang Le very neatly, and then without saying much, she told the other party to be careful, and the two ended the call.

"Hello, Mr. Huang? Is Wu Liang here?"

As soon as the call was connected, Wang Le walked out of the bedroom and asked directly.

"Who are you?" Lao Huang on the other end of the phone asked with a hint of doubt.

Then Wang Le replied calmly: "I am Wang Le, where are you and Wu Liang now?"

Lao Huang's breath caught on the phone, obviously he didn't expect Fatty to contact Wang Le so quickly.

After a pause for a few seconds, Lao Huang quickly replied: "We are now in the lobby on the first floor of the Excelle Club on Qianhai Road, Xicheng District. Brother Wu was seriously injured and the ambulance is still on the way."

While talking, Wang Le quickly walked out of the house and got into his white Q7 car.

"Protect Wu Liang, I will be there soon. If anyone dares to touch him again, you will tell me your name!"

After Wang Le finished speaking, he put away his cell phone, started the car, stepped on the accelerator, and drove straight towards the alley with the roar of the engine.

More than ten minutes later, when Wang Le's white Q7 drove quickly to the Triumph Club with brilliant lights on Qianhai Road, the ambulance arrived just in time.

At this time, Wang Le turned off the car first, then jumped out, closed the car door and ran straight to the entrance of the club.

When Wang Le rushed into the lobby of the Triumph Club, he saw Wu Liang unconscious and slumped on the sofa, beaten into three pieces, covered with footprints, blood and alcohol.

Lao Huang, who was standing aside, saw a strange young man walking quickly towards this side with a gloomy face. He was startled for a moment, and then he immediately realized that the man was Wang Le that Wu Liang was looking for.

At the same time, the emergency doctor who followed the ambulance also came in carrying a stretcher. For a moment, in the huge club hall, the sofa in the corner where Wu Liang was lying attracted the attention of passing guests.

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