"What's wrong is that you left Wei Young alone in the ward." Liu Lang's tone suddenly rose.
Sun Shangxiang didn't expect Liu Lang to get angry suddenly, and his face froze: "This is the ward, they should..."
Seeing that Sun Shangxiang was about to cry, Liu Lang felt helpless and couldn't care less about talking nonsense.
"I'll go take a look first."
Walk quickly towards the ward.
Ye Weiyang lives in a single room.
at this time.
Two men stood beside Ye Weiyang's bed.
Both men looked young, only about thirty years old.
But their eyes looking at Ye Weiyang were full of covetousness.
"Are you Ye Weiyang, the boss of Weiyang Group?" One of the men looked at Ye Weiyang and sat down on the hospital bed: "We are from the Wushu Association and are very good at fighting. The president said that we are here to protect you personally. From now on, we will be by your side twenty-four hours a day.”
Another man also said quickly: "Yes, yes, twenty-four hours. Hehe, by the way, do you want to go to the toilet? I see you are injured, how about I help you?"
Ye Weiyang felt sick and said in a cold voice: "I don't need you, please get out."
"That's not okay." The first man refused: "We want to protect you. We will protect you when we say we will, and we can't leave even half a step away. Oh, by the way, do you want to eat an apple? I'll feed you." "
As he spoke, he picked up an apple on the table and placed it in front of Ye Weiyang.
Ye Weiyang wanted to have a fit, but the other party was two men, and she was just a woman, so she had to turn her head to the side: "I don't want to eat now, and I don't need your protection. If you don't leave, I will call someone ”
"Calling someone?" The second man joked: "Beauty, what's the use of calling someone? Oh, by the way, we heard that your boyfriend is very powerful. He is the honorary vice president of some martial arts association, right? I'm here I have been in the Wushu Association for many years, and I have never heard of the title of Honorary Vice President. Tell me, is your boyfriend really good at fighting?"
"Can you fight? Let me see, maybe you are a freeloader. You gave gifts to the president, and then you bought a temporary job, right?"
"Well, I feel the same way. President Feng is really stupid. He suddenly appointed an honorary vice-president. Where will all the old people in our Wushu Association be put?"
"Beauty, don't worry, I'm actually pretty good too. Haha, your boyfriend knows how to eat soft food, so can I. Moreover, it takes quite a long time..."
Seeing that the two people were talking more and more outrageously, Ye Weiyang's face became increasingly ugly: "You two, get out of here!"
"Beauty, I don't like what you say..."
boom!
Before the two of them could speak again, the door was kicked open.
As soon as Liu Lang entered the door, he saw two people standing and sitting, both very close to Ye Weiyang.
Ye Weiyang's face looked very ugly, and when she saw Liu Lang coming over, her eyes suddenly turned red.
"What are you doing?" Liu Lang looked at the two of them with a gloomy face.
The two people from the Wushu Association looked at Liu Lang: "Who are you?"
"I'm asking what you are doing?" Liu Lang came to the hospital bed and reached out to grab the sitting man: "Stand up!"
"Fuck, just stop when you say you want to!" The man was furious and wanted to grab Liu Lang's wrist with his backhand to give Liu Lang a blow.
Unexpectedly, Liu Lang was faster. He quickly grabbed the opponent's wrist and threw it away.
The man was thrown out like a sandbag and hit not far away, almost missing his breath.
"How dare you hit someone!"
Another man took out a dagger and stabbed Liu Lang.
Ye Weiyang suddenly turned pale with fright: "Liu Lang, be careful!"
Liu Lang didn't even try to hide. When he saw the opponent's dagger coming in front of him, he struck the opponent's wrist with a palm, directly cutting off the opponent's wrist.
"Ahhh!"
The man screamed, dropped the dagger to the ground, covered his wrist and retreated to his companion.
"Weiyang, are you okay?" Liu Lang ignored the two of them and looked at Ye Weiyang.
Ye Weiyang shook his head: "It's okay, but they said they were from the Wushu Association, and they said they were protecting me, but they wanted to do something to me, and they also used dirty words."
"I understand, Weiyang, you should have a good rest." Liu Lang's face was terrifyingly gloomy, and he put the information in his hand in front of Ye Weiyang: "You take a look at these information first. If you need to sign, you can sign it and I will handle it. Hit them."
After saying that, he glanced at Sun Shangxiang and said to Sun Shangxiang: "In the future, if you have anything, please call me as soon as possible."
Sun Shangxiang also realized that he was in trouble, especially when he looked at Liu Lang's eyes that looked like he was about to kill someone. He nodded quickly and tried hard not to cry: "Brother Liu, I, I understand."
Liu Lang didn't say anything more, turned around and dragged the two men out of the ward.
"Fuck, boy, let me go!"
"Do you know who we are? We are Vice President Lu's people."
"You'd better let us go, otherwise, you won't be able to eat and walk around in circles."
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
Liu Lang didn't listen to their nonsense at all and trampled their legs directly.
The two fainted from the pain on the spot.
Liu Lang took out his mobile phone and dialed Feng Qingyang's number: "Feng Qingyang, I asked you to send someone to protect Ye Weiyang, what do you mean?"
Feng Qingyang was stunned: "Liu Xiaoyou, what do you mean?"
"I don't want to listen to nonsense. I will destroy the two people you sent. I will come to your Wushu Association in a moment and I want you to give me an explanation."
Liu Lang hung up the phone without waiting for Feng Qingyang to speak again.
Then, he carried two unconscious men out of the hospital.
After arriving outside the hospital, Liu Lang reached out for a taxi.
However, seeing Liu Lang carrying two desperate people in his hands, no taxi driver dared to stop.
After a long while, a car stopped next to Liu Lang.
"For one thousand yuan, go to the Wushu Association." Liu Lang said directly.
"Get in the car." The taxi driver opened the door and helped Liu Lang open the back door. He asked after a moment's delay, "Well, do you want to open the trunk and throw these two people in?"
"Okay." Liu Lang nodded.
The driver opened the trunk and stuffed the two unconscious people in.
Afterwards, Liu Lang and the driver both got into the taxi.
"Brother, I pulled you just to see the righteousness on your face, not for money." The driver was a talkative person. He glanced at Liu Lang and saw that Liu Lang didn't make any extra moves, so he asked tentatively: "That , one thousand yuan, when will you pay it?”
Liu Lang was speechless, took out his phone and scanned the other party's QR code.
After a while.
Reminder that two thousand yuan has arrived.
The driver suddenly smiled brightly: "Brother, let alone go to the Wushu Association, even if you are going to the cemetery to dance disco, I will take you there. Hehe, what, brother, are you going to the Wushu Association to dance?"
Liu Lang's mouth twitched: "Looking for trouble!"
"Squeak..." The driver immediately braked: "Brother, what did you say?"
"What's wrong?" Seeing the driver's scared look, Liu Lang asked, "Why did you stop the car?"
"Going to the Wushu Association to find trouble is better than going to the cemetery to dance at the disco." The driver swallowed his saliva: "Then no one in the entire province dares to provoke the Wushu Association, you, you..."
As if thinking of something, the driver glanced behind him: "Those two people, can't they be from the Wushu Association?"
"I have destroyed them. If the Wushu Association doesn't give me an explanation, I will kill them!"
Gudong!
The driver swallowed, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "Brother, I don't want the money anymore. If people from the Wushu Association know that I pulled you, I, I'm afraid I won't be able to stay in the provincial capital anymore."
Liu Lang didn't say anything and scanned the code again.
The next second.
Three thousand dollars arrived.
The driver looked at Liu Lang deeply: "Brother, you are going to Japan to drop bombs, and I will accompany you!"
