Hello White-Eyed Wolf in Quick Travel

Zhao Shi looked at Wang Qinghui helplessly: "If you bite a toothpick, you might be more powerful."

He felt that all the fat that Wang Qinghui had lost had gone into his brain.

Before Wang Qinghui could answer, Yu Guang spoke first: "He is looking for his lost dignity."

After being ridiculed for so many years, Wang Qinghui didn't customize a dragon robe for himself to wear out, it was already to save face for the company.

Understanding what Yu Guang meant, Zhao Shi chuckled at Wang Qinghui twice, and then looked at Yu Guang: "If he goes too far, can I knock him out and bring him back?"

Yu Guang thought quietly for a moment: "Don't hit the head. He is already stupid. You can try his cervical spine. It shouldn't matter if he has thick skin."

Wang Qinghui bared his teeth at the two of them, asking him not to study how to beat him in front of him.

About an hour later, Wang Qinghui suddenly called Yu Guang in tears: "Lao Yu, come here quickly, Lao Zhao is injured, I'm so scared."

His voice was choppy and his words were not clear. He pursed his lips slightly from the corner of his eye and asked, "Where are you now?"

Wang Qinghui seemed to have lost the ability to answer questions. He just grabbed the phone and kept crying into the phone.

In the end, Zhao Shi couldn't help but grabbed the phone. It seemed that the wound was painful. He kept gasping: "Fuck, why didn't you tell me that he had PTSD? We are in the alley outside the Double Ball Club. My My companion will come to pick me up later. Can you please ask the police to come and take this guy away? I'm afraid they won't be able to take care of this guy when they turn around."

Wang Qinghui has now fallen into a mode where strangers cannot approach him, and his identity is not suitable for dealing with the police.

Their target of protection was Yu Guang, but he couldn't leave Wang Qinghui alone in this situation.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the surrounding surveillance cameras: "Wait, I'll be right over."

Hearing that Yu Guang was about to leave the hotel, Zhao Shi grunted: "Then I might as well have someone knock him out and send him back. It's very dangerous here, so don't come. And, Yu Guang, bye."

As the call was cut off, Zhao Shi coughed up a mouthful of blood. He was seriously injured and should not be able to continue this mission. A replacement would be coming soon.

What a pity. I originally wanted to see what Yu Guang said about the second-generation phone. It seems that I can only watch the news in the future.

When Yu Guang came over, Wang Qinghui was squatting on the spot crying silently.

Out of the corner of his eye, he was keenly aware of a figure standing in the shadow not far from Wang Qinghui.

Wang Qinghui was completely frightened. He had been smiling for so many years, but this did not mean that he was not afraid.

What Yu Guang mentioned at the beginning was just the most representative escape from death in his life. In fact, his life was far more than just those few ups and downs.

Before he entered the club today, Zhao Shi told him not to look back, someone was following them.

He originally wanted to run to a crowded place, but he didn't expect that the big man on the opposite side was stabbing him with a knife.

Finding a familiar face in front of him, Wang Qinghui rushed towards him with a whoosh.

Yu Guang reacted quickly and stood up. In the end, Wang Qinghui only hugged one of her legs: "Zhao Shi is dead. He is dead. The bad guys stabbed me with knives. Zhao Shi blocked me several times."

Out of the corner of his eye, he did not retract his legs, letting Wang Qinghui cry hysterically, but looked at the figure in the distance: "How is Zhao Shi?"

Appropriate crying is good for releasing stress, but it is not suitable for explaining the situation.

This man had obviously received training about Yu Guang. Seeing Yu Guang asking himself, he quickly walked out of the shadows: "The other party was well-trained. He was hit four times in the same place. Fortunately, he avoided the vital point. No. It can be fatal.”

He nodded in response to the other party's words from the corner of his eye, and then looked down at Wang Qinghui: "You heard, Zhao Shi will not die, but his status is not suitable for hospital treatment. Can you get up from the ground now?"

What Wang Qinghui needs at this time is not comfort, but a calm chat.

Wang Qinghui cried so hard that he almost lost his breath, and got up from the ground whimpering: "But he said he would not come back."

Yu Guang shook his head gently: "No but, you still believe in me if you believe in him."

Wang Qinghui made a growl in his throat: "I believe you."

Seeing that Wang Qinghui stopped crying, the man opposite him also breathed a sigh of relief. The big man not only cried, but also rolled around to prevent others from getting close to him.

If No. 017396 hadn't asked Wang Qinghui to let go just now, none of their men would have been able to take away the injured.

If he wasn't worried about causing Yu Guang's dissatisfaction, he would have even wanted to give Wang Qinghui an anesthetic.

Then, the man walked up to Yu Guang and formally introduced himself: "Hello, I am in charge of taking over the job. My name is Zhao Shi."

Wang Qinghui quickly raised his head and saw another featureless face.

Wang Qinghui couldn't help but mutter to himself: "Lie, lie."

Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the other person clearly: the people in this department only have numbers but no names. They will only remember their jobs but not their identities.

To the outside world, their names are all called Zhao Shi.

An unknown life, vigorous dedication, and an unknown death.

After staring at each other for a long time, out of the corner of his eye, he reached out and pulled Wang Qinghui up: "Go back and call the person from before. My place is small and I don't need to waste so many resources."

The man seemed a little anxious: "This is against the rules. If you don't like it, you can change my name."

This place is no different than at home. Too many protective people will only hinder Yu Guang's actions and attract unnecessary attention.

As for the name, he really didn't care.

Turning to look at him out of the corner of his eye: "I insist."

The man lowered his head silently: "I understand. I will go back and explain the situation to the above. The previous contact number can still be used. If anything happens during this period, you can contact me at any time."

After parting ways with the man, Yu Guang carried Wang Qinghui into the car.

Wang Qinghui leaned on the car window and cried silently. After a long time, he held back a sentence: "Lao Yu, am I particularly useless?"

If it hadn't been for him, Lao Zhao wouldn't have been injured so badly.

He stared straight ahead from the corner of his eye: "In terms of fighting, it is true."

She would not lie to comfort Wang Qinghui.

Wang Qinghui's tears flowed even more fiercely: "I feel like a waste."

Yu Guang's expression did not change at all: "Fighting is not what you are good at in the first place. It is not your fault that you are attacked, and it is not your fault that you cannot beat the opponent. After all, this is a skill for people to make a living.

They are just villains who regard life as nothing for money, but if you insist on torturing yourself with these things, then I can't help it.

After all, I would never compare what I'm not good at with someone else's expertise. "

08: "." One thought that its host was the leader of the Heart-Stringing Gang, but it didn't expect that the host could also be a healer.

Wang Qinghui seemed to be comforted and looked at Yu Guang with tearful eyes: "Then what are you good at?"

Yu Guang took off his glasses and placed them on the center console: "I'm good at everything."