I'm an attack in a wealthy dog-blood novel

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"I haven't seen it." I lied a little.

Liang Jiahuan and his friends continued to gossip about Xing Xiangbei, and told the story of Xing Xiangbei and Mo Ziyao in a sadistic, bloody, exciting and blood-related manner. Sometimes I feel that it is a pity that Liang Jiahuan is a star. It should be a storyteller, I don't know where he heard it from.

But part of what he said is correct, except that Mo Ziyao needs to be replaced by Xiang Qian. In the novel, Xiang Qian was with Xing Xiangbei when he was 17 years old and broke up with Xing Xiangbei when he was 22. After the breakup, Xing Xiangbei stayed away. Huaicheng, stay away from Xiang Qian.

In fact, Xing Xiangbei was the one who grew up in Huaicheng. He never went abroad to study, unlike Mo Ziyao and Xiang Qian who went out to study in elementary school.

We ate and chatted. I didn’t eat fast. This time I ate Chinese food. I like the peppery mutton soup. It’s fresh but not overpowering. When I lowered my head to concentrate on eating, I suddenly felt someone in front of me. When I looked up, I saw a woman in her 40s slapping Liu Yongda who was sitting opposite me aggressively.

"Bitch, dare to seduce my husband, do you know that every penny you spend on him is my money, do you think I can't find you, you have to spit out how much money he gives you, How can a man be so shameless, asking others for money with his mouth open, betraying his body is amazing, isn't it?"

The woman spoke quickly and slapped Liu Yongda again.

Liu Yongda also quarreled with her.

That woman obviously came prepared and brought eight thugs over. She suppressed Liu Yongda and beat and scolded her. When the three of us helped stop us, we were surrounded by eight men, and then we started fighting, four against nine. One, many people are powerful, obviously we have no advantage.

When I was hit with a dish on the head, I fought back and hit another on the other person's head.

The scene was chaotic, and there were many people watching the show. Afterwards, I saw Jiang Darong and Jiang Hongyu. Jiang Darong's bodyguard or someone came to help pull us away. Seeing that there were more people on our side, the woman stopped beating us. , After scolding Liu Yongda a few words, he took people away.

There were many broken plates and porcelain bowls on the floor, and several tables were turned over.

"Are you okay?"

Jiang Darong came to my side and asked me a question.

I touched the back of my head and it was blood.

"Let me see."

Jiang Darong stood on tiptoe to help me check the wound. This scene was a bit weird. Who told me to be half a head taller than him, and other people were also injured, either slightly or severely, but only my head was hit with a plate.

"bleeding."

"Of course I know it's bleeding." In a bad mood, I only came to this conclusion for Jiang Darong's inspection of the injury, and couldn't help but say something. The palm of my hand was already full of blood, and I could only hold it down desperately.

"Come on, I'll take you to the hospital."

I glanced at Liang Jiahuan and the others, everyone was in a mess.

"You are the most seriously injured, go to the hospital with me first, the ambulance is on the way, don't worry about them, someone will take care of the rest." Jiang Darong said again, and then pulled me away.

Jiang Hongyu automatically followed his brother.

There was indeed a driver and a car waiting for us outside. I wanted to go to the hospital where Dr. Lin was, but that hospital was too far from the restaurant. It took an hour and a half by car. I asked how long it would take to get to the nearest hospital.

"10 minutes, why is it still bleeding?" Jiang Darong looked at Zhao Haiyang's head, and saw that it was just a cut. The blood kept flowing out, and he couldn't hold it down. "Hurry up."

"Those people are your friends?"

"Yes."

Jiang Darong was sitting at the two tables behind them. He noticed that Zhao Haiyang actually saw them when he first came in, but he pretended not to see them, and he also saw the whole thing. The woman had a loud voice, and after she scolded a few words, the whole restaurant was shocked It was quiet, just looking at their table, and then they started fighting.

I don’t know that Zhao Haiyang was unlucky. There were a lot of people who beat him, three of them punched and kicked, and one even smashed the plate directly, rising to a sharp weapon. After he saw Zhao Haiyang’s head was smashed, Zhao Haiyang’s eyes suddenly changed. For a moment, he almost felt that Zhao Haiyang was going to pick up the broken porcelain pieces and cut the man's neck directly. He was innocent in the first place, but in the end he was beaten the most, and whoever would be angry.

Jiang Hongyu, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat, didn't understand what happened. Why did his brother send Zhao Haiyang to the hospital? He looks very familiar with Zhao Haiyang, are they very familiar?

He was confused.

"It's still bleeding. Do you have that much blood on your body?" Jiang Darong stared at the wound on Zhao Haiyang's head, until he was almost at the hospital, it stopped bleeding.

……

After arriving at the hospital, a doctor soon came to help me treat the wound, and also checked to see if there were any other injuries. After the wound was sutured, I went to get a tetanus shot. The bruises were also treated briefly.

The front of my clothes looked bloody, let alone the back, which was shocking.

When Jiang Darong shook my hand, I didn't even react.

"Your hands are cold, are you sure you don't need to be hospitalized? I think you've lost too much blood."

"fine."

I took out my mobile phone, called Liang Jiahuan, and asked about their situation. They were all fine.

Because it was not a glorious thing, they didn't call the police, so the incident was over.

"You take a taxi back by yourself."

"Huh?" Hearing his brother's words, Jiang Hongyu stopped, his eyes widened, "Why can't I go back by car?"

"I'm going to send him back."

Jiang Hongyu was still puzzled, it was fine to send Zhao Haiyang back, just send him back after sending Zhao Haiyang, why did he ask him to take a taxi, met his brother's displeased eyes, he hurriedly said that he would take a taxi back by himself, and he still needs to be sensible.

Maybe his brother wanted to get the 5000 million back from Zhao Haiyang alone, he could only think so, otherwise he couldn't explain everything tonight.

"I can go back myself."

"No, I'll see you off."

Jiang Darong took my hand again, but I avoided it.

"My hands are dirty."

When we got in the car, there were only the two of us in the back seat, and the driver was raised by the middle baffle. The atmosphere was a bit weird, as if we were sorry for the isolated private space if we didn't do anything.

"Have you been in class lately?"

"Ah."

"Still following Mo Ziyao?"

"Ah."

"You don't want to chat with me?"

"Ah."

I'm a little tired, I just feel pain all over my body, it's not so good to be beaten by three men, no matter how tall I am, I can't stop three men from beating me, if I go out for a meal, I will encounter trouble, if I had known it, I would have stayed there in the apartment.

I closed my eyes and leaned back, not wanting to speak.

Even with my eyes closed, I can still feel Jiang Darong's gaze on me, so intense.

The phone rang, and I knew it was Mo Ziyao calling from the note, so I picked it up, and when Mo Ziyao asked me where I was, I said I was outside.

"Are you going back to the apartment?"

"On the way back."

"Then I wait for you."

"Don't wait for me, I will go to the hospital first, I don't know when I will come back."

"Just come back tonight."

Mo Ziyao didn't ask me why I was in the hospital, he just said that he would wait for me. When I go back, he probably meant to do AI. After I hung up the phone, I was even more exhausted.

"Mo Ziyao's phone number?"

I glanced at Jiang Darong and said, "Mr. Jiang, I won't be with you."

Jiang Darong smiled, "You said that before."

"So what do you mean?"

"It's nothing interesting, I just want to make friends with you."

In the past, I would have been vain with Jiang Darong, but at this moment, I was in a bad mood and impatient, so I simply shut up and turned my head to look out the window.

It is now the end of April, the weather is not so cold, and the neon lights of roadside shops and high-rise buildings are still shining in the dark night.

After arriving at the gate of the complex, I thanked Jiang Darong and got out of the car. I walked towards the complex for a few minutes and then walked around to the downstairs of the hospital. I called Dr. Lin downstairs and asked if he was in the hospital. Dr. Lin said he is off from get off work.

"Are you unwell? I can go to the hospital now."

It was so late and there was no need for Dr. Lin to come over again, so I said no, and made an appointment with him tomorrow. There should be nothing wrong tonight, the bleeding has stopped, and the flesh wounds will not be fatal.

I go back to the apartment and go in.

Mo Ziyao is not in the living room, nor in the bedroom. I saw him in the gym, but he didn’t see me, so I went to take a shower first, took off the bloody clothes, and felt pain after washing, and the water touched other small wounds on my body Yes, I want to wash my hair.

But the wound on my head couldn't get water, so I didn't wash it, but because the dried blood coagulated with my hair, I couldn't stand it.

"Mo Ziyao, Mo Ziyao..."

Mo Ziyao, who was exercising, turned his head, "You are back, when did you come back?"

"Help me wash my hair."

"what?"

"Help me wash my hair."

Mo Ziyao put down the barbell and asked puzzledly, "Wash your hair, why do you wash your hair? What's wrong with your head?"

"There is a wound, I can't wash it alone." I explained.

Mo Ziyao walked up to me: "Low your head and let me see."

I turned around directly, the back of my head facing him.

"How did you get hurt? Didn't you feel fine two days ago?" Mo Ziyao untied the tape and found that there were still stitches. He was fine a few days ago, "Did you get hurt tonight? You got into a fight with someone Who fought and are there any other wounds?"

The back of the good hair was shaved off, and Mo Ziyao checked it up and down, and found that there were many wounds.

However, the wound on his head was the biggest, with several stitches. Anyway, Zhao Haiyang looked as if he had been caught in a sack and beaten with sticks indiscriminately.

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