Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life

The visitor was not good, Wei Yiran and Huang Ming turned around and ran away!

After two steps, he threw a brick over Wei Yiran's shoulder impartially! The pain made him stagger immediately and fell to the ground!

The bag containing the money was also thrown down, all the spent bills were scattered, but the few people behind him turned a blind eye, and rushed up to a mess!

Huang Ming cried out in pain, only feeling that the blow on his body was like a thunderstorm!

After a few sticks, he struggled to crawl out, and found that those people ignored him at all and only beat Wei Yiran to death!

He looked at this scene with a pale face, and his heart was frightened. No matter how stupid he was, he knew that these people were here to rectify Wei Yiran!

A gust of wind blows, and banknotes fly all over the ground. Huang Ming's heart is smashed, gritted his teeth, grabbed a few stacks of banknotes on the ground, stuffed them into his arms, limped and ran away——

The banknotes in his arms seemed to be warm, and his entire chest was burning unbearably.

The money belongs to Wei Yiran.

Wei Yiran won from the casino!

If Wei Yiran was beaten to death, then all the money would be his!

Huang Ming's footsteps are getting faster and faster, his breathing is getting more and more urgent, so much... so much money... before he made only a few dozen yuan a month, but now he has at least one hundred thousand yuan in his arms, plus The tens of thousands that Wei Yiran had distributed to him before was a huge sum of money.

He came to a big city from a deserted mountain village, repaired a car, washed the dishes, went up the mountain to be a Taoist priest, and went down the mountain to do business. Now he has been working as a servant for a few months. !

unbelievable!

Huang Ming stood under the bus sign, clutching the banknotes hidden in his arms tightly, feeling tight and heavy, his heart beating.

A bus came, and he followed the crowd pushing forward, guarding his surroundings for fear of being stolen from his own money.

While worrying, I suddenly thought: I am rich now, why do I still take the bus?

Huang Ming turned around and squeezed out of the crowd, and heard someone talk about——

"There seems to be someone killed on Marble Street."

"There is a casino over there, and things often happen!"

"Tsk tusk, these gamblers are really desperate for a little money..."

The sound of words came into Huang Ming's ears, and each sentence was like a pattering stream of water, bit by bit, extinguishing the fire in his heart.

He clutched the money in his arms and stood stiffly by the side of the road, struggling with left and right.

Wei Yiran was good to him, he shouldn't die. Even if they can't beat those people and run away timidly, they can't take advantage of Wei Yiran's money at ease.

Huang Ming sighed heavily, bit the scalp and walked back...

When I returned, the assailant ran away early, and Wei Yiran fainted on the road. Passers-by stopped and watched. Standing not far away, no one called the police or called an ambulance.

Everyone near the casino is in danger, no one wants to be nosy.

I don’t know who recognized him, and said coldly among the crowd: “Isn’t this the eldest master of the Wei family? It’s really the mud that can’t support the wall. I’m bankrupt and still thinking about coming to the casino to play...”

Huang Ming got angry when he heard this, and shouted in a bad voice, "No matter how bad it is, you are better than you! People at least still have money to play in the casino, are you rich?! Do you dare to go in? Even the **** will be clean for you, believe it? !"

The other party retracted his neck and did not dare to speak.

Huang Ming has been roaming around since he was a child. He has a rage on him. Although he is timid and fearful, he is more than enough to scare ordinary people.

He carried Wei Yiran to the hospital.

Wei Yiran's injury was very serious. The doctor said a lot of terms. The various medical expenses dazzled Huang Ming. The stacks of money in his arms became thinner and lighter. He couldn't help but worry.

What bothered him most was that Wei Yiran was almost unable to take care of himself and could not be discharged from the hospital temporarily.

Huang Ming went home and started packing up his luggage, and by the way, he packed Wei Yiran's change of clothes. He planned to send him to the hospital before leaving, and leave a certain amount of money.

He is just a servant, how can he be responsible for giving Wei Yiran to the end of his life?

When he was busy, with a wet hand on his shoulder, the woman asked him, "Where is Zi'an? Why didn't Zi'an come back?"