Chapter 377

"Why? Don't you give up?" I asked ZhuGa.

"No... no... brother ye, you can do whatever you say!!" after Zhu GA thought for a while, he gave up Nie bold and Marubeni.

"Brother Zhu!! you can't ignore us?" Nie shouted boldly.

Zhu GA looked at Nie boldly with uncertain eyes, but didn't say a word.

"Ha ha, look at you... There's an accident. There's no one who cares about you..." Chang Meng, who was dying at this time, laughed off and on.

"Yes!! being a dog can't find a good master..." Han Chao said half of what he said. Suddenly he felt something was wrong, so he stopped and smiled at me awkwardly.

"Ha ha..." I also smiled, walked to Nie bold's side, and whispered, "don't accept???"

"Convinced..." Nie boldly suddenly became calm, perhaps too desperate.

"Just take it. In fact, I just tease Zhu GA. How can I really cut off your two legs..." after that, I went to Han Chao and Chang Meng, looked at the two people on the ground and asked, "can you stand up by yourself?"

"Yes!!" they answered without thinking, then helped each other to stand up and followed me to the car.

After the three of us got on the bus, Du Xianyang's friend hurried to my side and shouted breathlessly, "President ye..."

"I'm not helping you, I'm helping Du Xianyang. You don't have to say anything polite. Deal with it here..." I reached out and interrupted Du Xianyang's friend.

"... thank you for your trouble!!" Du Xianyang's friend was silent and bowed his head.

"It's better to go to my bar and cheer than anything!!" I laughed and joked.

"Sure!!" Du Xianyang's friend nodded quickly.

"Go..."

I waved my hand, then stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed out for more than ten meters.

After the three of us left, Zhu GA stood in place and stared at Nie bold for a long time, then opened his mouth and said, "bold..."

"Mr. Zhu, we are not the same people, and we can't afford to provoke people in the back palace... You can give me the money for this..." Nie boldly interrupted Zhu GA directly, with a decadent expression, and got into the van with balls and others.

"Boom!!"

The van started and disappeared into ZhuGa's sight the next second.

Du Xianyang's friends also took the security guard back to the factory.

At this moment, on the bloody ground, only Zhu GA stood in place, wondering what to think.

……

More than half an hour later, I took Chang Meng and Han Chao to the hospital. Han Chao's injury was relatively light. Most of his body were machete wounds. There were probably more than 70 stitches, but he didn't hurt the key parts, so it's not a big problem.

But Chang Meng is different. His back has been cut into flesh and blood, and his hand tendons and tendons have been broken. Before he got on the machine, the doctor said to Chang Meng, "you are disabled at level 7. It may be hard to close your palm in the future..."

"Do I have to give up my seat when I take the bus?" Chang Meng asked heartlessly.

"..." the doctor was speechless, pushed an anesthetic directly into Chang Meng's arm, and then began the operation.

……

After I paid the operating expenses of Han Chao and Chang Meng, I didn't go home for the first time. Instead, I sat in the corridor and called Du Xianyang.

"Leaves..." Du Xianyang's voice was a little sorry. He should know what happened today.

"I don't ink with you too much. Your friends have seen what happened to these two people..." I said calmly.

"I see... Leaves, I'm sorry!!" Du Xianyang sincerely apologized.

"I didn't call you for your words. What's the relationship between us? You know, I know. You didn't explain it clearly, and I didn't ask it clearly, but we did get the knife for your friend. Do you understand what I mean?" I continued.

"Understand!!" Du Xianyang promised.

"I asked Zhu GA for 400000 yuan. You can't give me the rest. We don't need this money, but I have to let your friends understand that people in our harem are not so cheap..."

"Ha ha... I understand!!" Du Xianyang smiled.

"You see how much you want, but don't let me know that you paid the money. If I know, I'll turn against you!!"

"Shit, you fucking think I'm 250. I'm poor and give others money..." Du Xianyang smiled and scolded, and then hung up the phone directly.

After talking to Du Xianyang on the phone, I sat alone on the bench in the hospital corridor, smoking and waiting for Han Chao's operation.

At this time, a middle-aged man in his fifties came to me steadily. I looked up at the man and quickly extinguished the cigarette end in my hand.

"Are you Chang Meng's friend?" the middle-aged man looked at me very politely and asked.

I pursed my lips, stretched out my right hand to the middle-aged man and said, "my name is Ye Han, uncle Hello!!"

The middle-aged man quickly rubbed his greased and scratched hand and simply shook it with me. On his slightly anxious face, a stiff smile appeared. Then he looked at me and asked, "is my son okay?"

"..." I didn't know how to answer the father, so I could only lower my head with great shame.

"This little bastard... Won't let me worry all day..." the middle-aged man saw that I didn't speak, walked a few steps in the corridor, then turned back, took out a box of seven pieces of Hongta mountain from his pocket, took out one and handed it to me, whispered, "can you smoke?"

I was stunned. I took the cigarette from Chang Meng's father and held it in my mouth, but it didn't light.

Chang Meng's father took two puffs of smoke, then looked at me and said, "what do you have to do with my fierce son?"

"It doesn't matter. I'm Han Chao's boss..." I replied.

"Oh, oh..." Chang Meng's father looked at me again in surprise, and then asked in a very soft tone: "what's the reason for the fierce son's accident this time?"

"... because of some contradiction."

"Then the medical expenses..." Chang Meng's father stopped halfway.

"Don't worry, uncle. Their accident has something to do with me, so I must pay for the medical expenses, and then I will take care of the later nutrition expenses and conditioning expenses..."

"That's good, that's good..." after listening to me, Chang Meng's father nodded again and again.

I looked at the middle-aged man and suddenly didn't know what to say. At first, I thought he was worried because of Chang Meng's illness. It turned out not. He was just worried about who would pay for his son's medical expenses and whether someone would care if his son had an accident.

Should a middle-aged man who regards money more important than the safety of his children be ridiculous or pathetic??