Wang Yi clutched his stomach, endured the pain, and quickly walked downstairs, blood dripping all over the ground.

Pain, piercing pain, this is the only feeling Wang Yi has at the moment, he secretly regrets that he has just forced it to be big, and he is too strong, and at this moment he feels that the cold wind is pouring into his stomach.

After Wang got downstairs, he glanced around, walked to the flower bed on the side of the road, endured the pain and pulled a pit, buried *** in it, and then found a rotten brick to cover it, made a mark, ran to the taxi parked on the side of the road, and then dragged the door and sat up.

"Holy!" the taxi driver saw that Wang Yi's stomach was full of blood on his pants, and asked in horror, "Kill ...... Murdered?little brother?"

"I accidentally injured my hand while working, big brother, please send me to the hospital, okay?" Wang Yi turned pale in pain, and said urgently, "I'll give you more money later, and you can wash the car." ”

"Hey, it's okay!" The taxi driver saw that Wang Yi was a child, so he didn't think much about it, started the engine directly, and drove towards the hospital at a very fast speed.

Downstairs, in Passatine, Xiao Ran saw Wang Yi holding his stomach and coming down, he pulled in the flower bed for a long time, and then took a taxi and left, grabbed his mobile phone and called Chen Desheng.

"Say?" Chen Desheng took the phone and asked directly.

"It depends on the situation. Xiao Ran organized and said, "There was a shot upstairs, and after about ten minutes, this kid got down in a taxi with his injuries and left, it seems that he went to the hospital." ”

"Okay, I see, you can come back, you don't have to follow. After Chen Desheng explained, he hung up the phone directly.

"This kid is kind of interesting. Chen Desheng took it and pondered for a while, muttering: "Heroes are young people!"

Subsequently, he called out Yang Zihong's number and called, obviously to tell Wang Yi about the situation.

At the same time, Wen Ya suffered Zhou Shiren's first **** in the hospital, which started when Zhou Shiren received a call from Wen Ya to come to the hospital to see him.

Zhou Shiren really likes Wenya very much, and in all fairness, he is quite good to Wenya, but love is something that is incomprehensible and incomprehensible, if you don't like it, you don't like it, and you don't like it, and it's not love, not to mention that Zhou Shiren also forced Wenya, and Wenya's only remaining move to him is gone, and the rest is only disgust.

However, all this still can't stop Zhou Shiren's love for elegance.

Love is deep, hate is keen, Zhou Shiren tonight is completely out of shape, because of this love, Zhou Shiren's mentality is also distorted.

After Wenya got out of the taxi, she bought a little thing casually on the side of the road and went to Zhou Shiren's ward, and after Zhou Shiren knew that Wenya was coming, he specially asked Cheng Ye to help him wash his face, straighten his hairstyle, and after dressing up a little, he drove Cheng Ye away, and waited for Wenya's arrival with anticipation alone.

Zhou Shiren was lying on the hospital bed, glancing at the door from time to time, fantasizing about how he would pretend to be a tough guy in his heart, so that Wen Ya would be impressed by himself.

"Bang dang!"

While Zhou Shiren was thinking wildly, Wen Ya pushed the door with a little fruit in her hand and walked in.

"It's coming!" Zhou Shiren looked at Wen Ya and smiled, "Sit, sit down." ”

Wen Ya put the fruit on the table next to her, pulled up a stool and sat down, and didn't say a word.

"I've been in class for a day, and I'm tired. Zhou Shiren smiled awkwardly and asked without words.

"It's ok, not too tired. After Wen Ya replied, she thought for a while, pointed to Zhou Shiren's wound and asked, "Is it serious?"

"Ahem!" Zhou Shiren waved his hand indifferently and said, "It's not serious, it doesn't hurt at all." ”

"If it doesn't hurt, you let Wang go. Wen Ya looked at Zhou Shiren and said pleadingly, "I'm begging you, okay?"

"Huh?" Zhou Shiren asked in disbelief, "What are you talking about?"

"I said, if the injury is not serious, you can let Wang Yi go, okay?" Wen Ya repeated.

"Brush!"

When Zhou Shiren heard Wen Ya's words, his face suddenly gloomy, and he looked at Wen Ya expressionlessly and said, "What's wrong?"

"Why do you always want to find him?" Wen Ya said excitedly, "I don't even contact him, what else do you want from me?"

"Didn't you see that it was me who was injured?" Zhou Shiren yelled at Wenya in a suffocated manner, "I was the one who was stabbed, and I was the one who was lying on the hospital bed?"

"Aren't you looking for trouble, Wang Yi will stab you?" Wen Ya said with red eyes, "Is it that if I die, you can let me go?"

"You like him so much, what's so good about him?" Zhou Shiren yelled with a crazy expression, "That's a grassroots, just a gangster." ”

"He's a beggar and he's better than you, at least he won't force me to do things I don't like. Wen Ya retorted mercilessly.

"I won't let him go, I'm going to torture him, I'm going to torture him in front of you, I don't believe you wait and see, I'm going to play him to death step by step. "Zhou Shiren is really full of grievances and resentment at the moment, and it is definitely not too much to describe it as angry.

"You are a coward, a coward who relies on your family, you can't compare to Wang Yi in your life. Wen Ya looked at Zhou Shiren coldly and said sarcastically directly.

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound, Zhou Shiren slapped Wen Ya on the face in a hurry.

"Plop!"

After Wen Ya received a slap, her head went blank for a short time, and she fell directly to the ground.

"Hehe!" Wen Ya smiled and sneered at Zhou Shiren, "Cowards will beat women, you compare him, it's really far worse." ”

"Nyima!" Zhou Shiren scolded angrily as if he had lost his mind, and he didn't care about the hanging needle in his hand, he kicked off the bed with a snort, and raised his foot and kicked towards Wen Ya's body.

"You slut, where the hell is Lao Tzu inferior to him? Ah? Where is Lao Tzu treating you badly? Ah? I fuck Nyima, Lao Tzu beat you to death, beat you to death!"

kept muttering this in his mouth, while keeping kicking Wenya who was lying on the ground.

Zhou Shiren was aggrieved, he was so damaged by his beloved girl, his mentality exploded directly, if he was replaced by an old man, he would probably be able to die directly.

Not only girls will hate because of love, but their minds will also be even more ruthless than girls.

Five minutes, after five minutes of kicking, Zhou Shiren finished venting, kicked and stood in place, his eyes glazed.

Yes, Zhou Shiren just lost his mind, he didn't know what he was doing, and after venting, his head returned to sobriety, which shows that Zhou Shiren is indeed aggrieved.

When Zhou Shiren kicked Wen Ya violently, Wen Ya lay on the ground, did not say a word from beginning to end, did not cry out in pain, until Zhou Shiren lost his strength and regained his senses, Wen Ya lay on the ground for two minutes before he struggled to stand up, the reason why he could still stand up was not because Zhou Shiren's subordinates were merciful, but because Zhou Shiren did not wear shoes, so the lethality was reduced.

"Hehe!" Wen Ya stood up, let out two sneers, and then patted his hand and said, "As long as you can release Wang Yi, you can do whatever you want!"

"Get out! Get out of here!" Zhou Shiren pointed at Wen Ya and roared.

"Take care of it, remember to call Uncle Zhou, I'll come back tomorrow. Wen Ya threw down a sentence, turned around and left.

Three seconds later, there was no sound from the ward, Zhou Shiren's roar, and the various sounds made by the room being smashed.