V1.Chapter 1613

Xia Xiaolan has a headache when she is bumped.

Pan Baohua kicked away the deformed door, and ah Hua also rushed over with people.

Except ah Hua, the first car was brought by Lord Qiu.

They ran to the car. Qiu's head hit the airbag. These people got Qiu out.

Pan Baohua opened the back door. "Xiaolan, are you hurt?"

Xia Xiaolan was hurt all over, but her hands and feet moved freely.

"Third brother, I'm fine. I'd better look at them."

Du Zhaohui's face was covered with blood.

Lord Qiu was also injured.

Ah Hua was calling the young master and was kicked by Du Zhaohui. Of course, he was knocked unconscious and didn't kick ah Hua's people.

"You go and catch a living, I want to know who threw himself into the street..."

Du Zhaohui was gloomy.

Xia Xiaolan was also very angry, "I know. Did you catch them and tie a stone into the sea? Don't brag. Go to the hospital to see if you're hurt. "

The blood covered most of his face.

Pan Baohua only protected Xia Xiaolan and stared at the crowd cautiously. Du Zhaohui and Qiu were taken care of. Pan Baohua didn't offer this hospitality. Now I don't know who he was aiming at.

If it was Du Zhaohui, Xia Xiaolan and Qiu were unlucky.

If it is Qiu ye, Xia Xiaolan and Du Zhaohui are unlucky.

In short, Xia Xiaolan is the unlucky party. She seeks to make money with kindness in doing business. She hasn't offended anyone to such an extent.

"Third brother, someone wants us to stay."

This is not to let her pass?

Xia Xiaolan was also in doubt. The first person to doubt was zhangjiadong.

After a while, the drivers of the two cars were caught. One man was shot twice by Pan Baohua, the other car was knocked over by ah Hua, and the driver also fainted.

The crowd on the street screamed. After a while, a patrol came. The scene was like shooting a police and bandit film. The car chased and shot!

The first is to send Du Zhaohui to the hospital first.

He was cut a big hole in his head. His face was covered with blood. Fortunately, he didn't hurt the bone and sewed more than a dozen stitches. Du Zhaohui was swearing all the way. It can be seen that the white cut chicken still had some physical foundation. Xia Xiaolan thought he was going to lose too much blood and faint.

Clean up the blood stain on his face. Du Zhaohui's head is wrapped in gauze into a zongzi and pushed out.

Ah Hua has always been with Du Zhaohui.

Du Zhaohui felt ashamed of sitting in a wheelchair and tried to stand up several times.

"If you sit, you won't be ashamed of being hurt."

That's not right. A man must not say he can't. Du Zhaohui saw that Xia Xiaolan was lucky and didn't get hurt this time. He thought, if someone must get hurt, it's better to fall on him than on Xia Xiaolan:

"I thought you would go back to Pengcheng first."

Xia Xiaolan frowned, "I want to go back, but I'm afraid someone won't let us go. Do you think these people are coming for you? "

Qiu didn't come to the hospital at all. He was sent away by his men.

Du Zhaohui is not sure. Many people think he died.

"Am I too high-profile recently?"

No, I've been in Pengcheng and rarely go back to Hong Kong. It's reasonable to say it won't hinder anyone's eyes.

Xia Xiaolan also wondered, "it's not to kill you, it's for Lord Qiu... Does zhangjiadong already know?"

Du Zhaohui was even more depressed.

"If you don't go back to Pengcheng, you must always have a place to live in Hong Kong."

Xia Xiaolan thought, "there's no way. I have to stay in the hotel where Senator Zhang is staying."

Sleeping trough, what choice is this!

Du Zhaohui opened his mouth to refute, but he didn't say anything for a long time.

Pan Baohua was also very angry, but he was sure that Zhang Jiadong would not fight Xia Xiaolan. The "accident" immediately hit him in the face, which made him feel thorny.

"I'll make a call."

Pan Baohua went out.

Du Zhaohui moved his wheelchair closer, "why don't I let someone take you back to Pengcheng now? There's a powerful man around you. With my hands, I'm sure I can enter the customs safely this time. This is someone else's business. Why are you involved? "

Du Zhaohui advised Xia Xiaolan not to be angry.

Xia Xiaolan had been on fire for a long time. "I already want to avoid it. Others won't let me go. Think about it carefully. Qiu has never contacted anyone, including his own mother. Why is zhangjiadong so magical and smart in Hong Kong? If the accident is not aimed at you, it may not be aimed at Lord Qiu. After all, zhangjiadong should not know the identity of Lord Qiu. There is only one possibility. It is to stop me from returning to Pengcheng... What does he want to do? "

"You don't care what he wants to do, jump on the street and dare to find someone to hit me. I won't let him leave Hong Kong alive!"

Du Zhaohui gnashed his teeth.

The collision scrapped his last car and made him sew more than a dozen stitches.

The most important thing is to let him lose face in front of Xia Xiaolan - he's still proud. Lord Qiu doesn't find Zhou Cheng, but he does. It can be seen that he has the ability. Shit, this idea hasn't been said yet, or his face will hurt more!

This is the hospital. Du Zhaohui wrapped himself in zongzi and said he wanted to kill others. Xia Xiaolan didn't bother to hit him.

Just talking, footsteps came from the other end of the corridor, and a large group of people came.

The person walking in the middle is Du Chengrong, the chairman of Chengrong group and Du Zhaohui's father. Xia Xiaolan only saw each other's photos in the newspaper. This is the first time to see a real person.

"Dad!"

Du Zhaohui squeezed Xia Xiaolan's eyes and told her to go away quickly. Xia Xiaolan took two steps back.

It's still the son's understanding of his father. Xia Xiaolan is so beautiful that Du Zhaohui is afraid that she will be liked by the dead old boss... Xia Xiaolan must be different from Xia Ziyu. If he doesn't like her, he naturally doesn't like the dead old boss.

But Du Zhaohui felt disgusted when he was unilaterally seduced by the dead old man.

He actually thinks too much.

Men are old and have limited energy. Du Chengrong has been entangled by Xia Ziyu recently. There is no energy to flirt.

The beautiful face flashed by, and Du Chengrong didn't see much. He heard that Du Zhaohui had a car accident. His head and face were covered with blood. He was sent to the hospital and hurried to the hospital.

"Dad, Dad, you're here just in time. Someone wants to kill me and someone wants you to be the queen!"

“……”

If Du Zhaohui hadn't been wrapped in white gauze, Du Chengrong would have wanted to smoke.

What nonsense is this? Even if Du Zhaohui is killed, he will not be the last. He still has many children and daughters. Du Chengrong resisted the urge to smoke:

"Are you stupid? What's the matter? Don't stay in Pengcheng and run back to Hong Kong to make trouble?"

Du Zhaohui's newly sewn wounds almost burst open with anger:

"Did you come to see my joke? Or have I been exiled and can't even come back to Hong Kong? As soon as I come back, I'll make trouble. Then I'll stay in the mainland and don't go back to Hong Kong, so as not to hinder your eyes! "

Du Chengrong frowned and said softly, "OK, the doctor said you're OK. Don't stay in the hotel. Go back with me first."

Du Chengrong doesn't care about his eldest son at all. Du Zhaohui is very competitive now and is already showing his business talent. If such a son is killed, Du Chengrong will be genuinely sad - is it still in Hong Kong? Are those people too arrogant?