After retiring from the circle, the queen of Jiaoye spoiled the rich and powerful

A group of men in the warehouse looked at each other, all of them looked unhappy.

"Let's go together, so many of us are afraid of her alone."

At this moment someone called out.

"She's a trainer!"

At this time, someone couldn't help but whispered.

There are a lot of them, but they can't stand up to each other, this girl is so skilled, just with that posture, she had to hang Wia on TV, and she flew straight up.

"what is that?"

At this time, someone suddenly called out.

Everyone, including Song Weitang, looked at where he pointed.

At this time, a person jumped down from the roof and threw an iron rod from behind Song Weitang.

(Dangerous behavior, please do not imitate, required by the plot of the novel.)

Song Weitang noticed the movement behind her, and her first reaction was to dodge.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out and hugged her.

"Um……"

The figure behind him let out a muffled snort, and his figure moved slightly.

"Fu Jun Banquet!"

When she saw the person behind her clearly, Song Weitang's expression changed suddenly, and she immediately exclaimed.

She never thought that Fu Junyan would appear here at this time!

Song Weitang reached out to hug Fu Junyan's fallen body.

"Tangtang, it's good that you're fine!"

After Fu Junyan said this, he showed a gentle smile at Song Weitang, and then red liquid slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and he passed out directly.

"Fu Junyan, Fu Junyan..."

Song Weitang was so frightened that she almost cried.

She reached out to touch Fu Junyan's breath, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

"me……"

Song Weitang gently put Fu Junyan aside, then looked up at the person who just hit Fu Junyan.

Facing Song Weitang's eyes, the man who just hit someone with an iron rod couldn't help but shivered.

As soon as he let go, the iron rod in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

Song Weitang stepped forward vigorously, and then punched the man.

"I was wrong, I was wrong!"

With every punch, the man who was in pain couldn't help but let out a heart-piercing scream.

The rest of the people in the warehouse couldn't help swallowing their saliva in the face of Song Weitang who was extremely ferocious at the moment.

On the other side, there were a few people squatting in the grass.

"Boss, are you going in now? The man you brought is too weak, why did you bring him to add to the chaos!"

The fat man scratched his head and asked.

By the way, that little boy is too weak, and the iron stick is only as thick as a finger, and he fainted directly with one stick...

Hei Yao twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Weak? You know that on the big mountain behind our hometown, all the animals see him like a ghost."

"Huh? Why?"

The fat man asked curiously.

"Because he has practiced on it since he was three years old."

After Hei Yao finished speaking, he rolled his eyes.

Just in front of Ms. Song, I was able to see Master Fu being so weak and trustworthy.

Song Weitang dealt with those people in the warehouse and directly called the police.

"Okay, cooperate with the police, when the time comes, this group of people will not be seen by Country A in the future."

After Hei Yao finished speaking, he got up directly.

"Head, are we not going in?"

The tall and thin man asked in confusion.

"You don't have eyes, what are you doing in here at this time? You don't need us to fight? Go in and be a light bulb."

Why the hell did he bring a bunch of such stupid guys.

but……

Hei Yao glanced at the group of people squatting in the grass.

A bunch of singles!

Hei Yao glanced over with contempt, and walked away.

"I think the boss just despised us."

The fat man said with certainty.

"Please remove the word "feeling."

In the warehouse, Song Weitang walked quickly towards Fu Junyan.

"Fu Junyan."

She patted Fu Junyan's cheek lightly. She had seen it before, and Fu Junyan should be fine.

Following her worried voice, Fu Junyan woke up leisurely.

"Tangtang."

Fu Junyan, who just woke up, was so pale that there was no trace of blood on his face, Song Weitang couldn't help but tighten his heart when he saw it.

She reached out and lifted Fu Junyan's clothes, and sure enough, on her white back, a purple stick mark ran across the entire back.

Song Weitang stretched out her hand and stroked the mark lightly.

He asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"

A gleam of light flashed in Fu Junyan's downcast eyes.

He hooked his lips lightly.

"It doesn't hurt."

He stretched out his hand to hold Song Weitang's hand, but Song Weitang didn't shake it off, which made the smile on his mouth deepen a bit.

"How could it not hurt."

Song Weitang bent down slightly, and gently blew on Fu Junyan's back injury, his small face was wrinkled into one piece, and he couldn't help muttering.

Seeing Song Weitang like this, Fu Junyan suddenly regretted it.

He didn't regret that he was calculating every step of the way, calculating Tangtang's heart.

But he shouldn't have used this method, Tangtang should blame himself again.

"It's really fine, and it doesn't hurt."

Fu Junyan comforted in a low voice.

"Tangtang don't do such a dangerous thing next time."

He stretched out his arms to hug Song Weitang.

He couldn't bear to blame Tangtang, so he could only hurt himself so that Tangtang could remember.

Song Weitang originally wanted to explain that she must be sure to do so.

But facing Fu Junyan's pale face that was almost bloodless.

Guilt almost overwhelmed Song Weitang.

Song Weitang said hastily.

"Don't do it, don't do it."

It came out just once in 800, and Fu Junyan suffered such a serious injury.

How dare she.

Song Weitang carefully helped Fu Junyan up, and after helping Fu Junyan into the commercial car that came before, she sat in the co-pilot and remembered, uh, she doesn't have a driver's license.

So Song Weitang turned around again, and then kicked a certain young man.

"Can you drive?"

"Yes, will..."

The little guy, who was completely overwhelmed by Song Weitang's ferocity, couldn't stop thinking.

Song Weitang dragged him to the cab.

"drive."

Ten minutes after Song Weitang left, the rumbling sound of the helicopter sounded.

Immediately, someone controlled all the people in the warehouse.

And at the finale banquet that was still going on, someone suddenly broke in.

"Miss Yu, please come with us."

When she saw the police officer who opened the door and came in, Yu Qianqian only felt her feet go soft.

The reporters present even seized the opportunity to take pictures frantically.

Song Weitang originally wanted to take Fu Junyan to the hospital, but finally returned home under Fu Junyan's insistence.

In the evening Song Jinyan and Song Qiyan are after school.

Song Jinyan saw that there was no one on the sofa.

Eyes lit up.

"Auntie, has that Uncle Fu left our house?"

Seeing that Fu Junyan was not pleasing to the eye, he robbed his aunt with them all day long.

"he is injured."

After Song Jinyan finished speaking, Song Weitang came out of the kitchen with a bowl of soup.

"Auntie, this smells so good."

The two little guys came together in an instant.

Song Weitang hastily lifted Tang up.

Then I saw the injured expressions of the two little guys.

Song Weitang hastily explained.

"Xiaojin, Yanyan, my aunt made your favorite eight-treasure duck today. Your Uncle Fu was injured. This soup, which my aunt added with herbs, is not suitable for you to drink."

Song Weitang squatted down and touched the heads of the two little guys.

He also urged: "The food is ready, you two eat first, and Auntie will bring the soup over."

Seeing Song Weitang's back going out, Xiao Baozi started dropping beans.