At the headquarters of Bawang Food Group, in the chairman's office, there are two people sitting at this moment, one is the tall and fat Wang Rong, and the other is Wang Fei, who is holding an orchid finger and holding gold wire glasses from time to time.

Wang Rong looked solemn, sitting on the sofa, his hands folded on a short cane, and there were two cups of coffee on the table in front of him, but neither of them had drunk it.

Wang Fei also sat on the sofa and didn't dare to say a word.

Wang Rong glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, and the time was already pointing to 11 o'clock in the evening.

"Ah Fei, your brother set off at 10 o'clock, right?" Wang Rong looked at Wang Fei opposite and asked.

Wang Fei immediately sat up straight, cocked his orchid fingers, and said to his father, "Dad, let me think about it." ”

After that, he really thought about it seriously, but when he thought about it, he cocked his orchid fingers, and a pair of eyes looked at the ceiling with affection, as if he was discharging to the ceiling.

When will this boss be as masculine as a man? And not as it is now!

"Dad, I remember, Ah Jian set off at ten o'clock, strange, in the past, Ah Jian's tasks were completed in half an hour, why did he ...... today" Wang Fei frowned, his eyes were worried, and he looked at his father with an orchid point.

Wang Rong was also inexplicably uneasy in his heart, he knew very well about his second son, although he was not a top master, but he was already a master in Huacheng, and he was cautious and calm.

All along, Wang Rong has given him tasks, and he has been able to complete them well.

Therefore, Wang Rong felt that his second son should be able to complete the task as usual tonight.

However, as time went on, he felt a little bad in his heart.

Wang Rong frowned, looked at Wang Fei, and said, "Ah Fei, call Ah Jian and ask how the situation is?" ”

In the past, when Wang Jian was on a mission, Wang Rong would not call him, for fear of exposing Wang Jian's whereabouts in front of the enemy; Second, I didn't want to affect and distract Wang Jian because of the phone call.

But today is a little weird, an hour has passed, Wang Jian has not yet called to report the victory, Wang Rong finally couldn't help it.

Wang Fei hurriedly took out his mobile phone, found Wang Jian's number and dialed out.

The phone was quickly connected, but it was not Wang Jian who answered the phone: "The eldest young master, I'm Ah Bing, the second young master has an accident!" ”

"What? Something happened to my brother? Wang Fei suddenly stood up from the sofa, asked with wide eyes, and did not speak for the first time.

Wang Rong, who was sitting on the sofa, heard this, immediately got up and snatched the mobile phone from Wang Fei's hand, and asked into the phone: "Ah Bing, how is Ah Jian now?" Is the injury serious? Where are you now? ”

"Boss, the second young master was shot, we sent the second young master to the First People's Hospital of Huacheng, and now the doctor is rescuing the second young master, we just wanted to call and tell the boss." Ah Bing's painful and anxious voice came from the mobile phone.

Wang Rong's face was as ugly as frost in an instant, and the palms holding the mobile phone trembled slightly, but he still said to the mobile phone in a barely calm voice: "I'll go over now!" ”――

That night, Wang Rong and Wang Fei took dozens of subordinates of the Black Dragon Society and more than a dozen cars to the First People's Hospital of Huacheng.

The people of the Black Dragon Society filled the corridor on the floor of the hospital building to rescue Wang Jian, which made the patients on the same floor so frightened that they didn't even dare to come out of the ward, thinking that the people of the Black Society occupied the hospital.

Wang Rong and Wang Fei, father and son, did not see Wang Jian.

Because Wang Jian is still rescuing.

The door of the rescue room with the red light on was closed, and Li Qiang and the four Black Dragon Society killers were all standing outside with anxious expressions.

Seeing Wang Rong and Wang Fei coming, Li Qiang and the five of them hurriedly called out respectfully to Wang Rong: "Boss, eldest young master!" ”

Wang Rong's face was gloomy, he looked at Li Qiang and the others, and asked, "What's going on?" How could the second young master get shot? ”

He is very clear about his son's marksmanship and skills, and he will never make a mistake, not to mention that there are eight elite killers to follow.

A killer said to Wang Rong: "Boss, that Ye Xing has the protection of a master, and that master is too strong!" ”

"Master?" Wang Rong asked suspiciously.

The killer looked frightened and said, "Yes, this master, with curly hair, cold eyes, and a scarred face, is as terrible as the devil of hell.

He hid in the dark, and suddenly shot at the second young master, the second young master wanted to shoot him, but I don't know what tricks he used, the second young master shot at him, but it hit himself! ”

Wang Rong's face showed surprise: "Ah Bing, you mean that Ah Jian was shot, and he shot it himself?" ”

This is called A Bing Killer, although he doesn't want to say that the second young master will shoot himself, but the fact is that the second young master himself shot himself.

He nodded to Wang Rong and replied, "Yes." ”

Hearing this, Wang Rong sat powerlessly on a bench against the wall in the corridor, his expression was complicated, and his eyes flashed with hatred.

It seems that I underestimated this Ye Xing!

Underestimate the power he possesses!

The rescue operation did not end until dawn.

Wang Jian was pushed out and was still unconscious, and several rescue doctors also came out of the emergency room with a tired face.

Seeing the end of the operation, Wang Rong hurriedly stepped forward and asked several doctors, "Doctors, how is my son?" Is the injury serious? ”

A doctor who looked like he was in his fifties sighed and said, "The bullet went through your son's chest, penetrated his lungs, and shot out of his back, and the lungs have been repaired, but they have damaged many nerves, and in the future, your son, I'm afraid he will be panting for breath when he walks a few steps, and he will cough often, and even asthma and tuberculosis." ”

"Doctor, is there a way to cure it?" Wang Rong looked anxious and hurriedly asked.

However, several doctors shook their heads at Wang Rong, and the old doctor said: "What we can do is repair the lungs and operate, as for these sequelae, we can't eliminate them, we can only rely on the patient to recover slowly." ”

With that, the old doctor and the rest of the doctors left.

Wang Rong watched Wang Jian lying on the hospital bed, being pushed into a ward by two nurses, and thought that his son, who was regarded as his successor, was strong and vigorous, and he would become a patient who would gasp for breath after walking a few steps, cough often, and have asthma and tuberculosis.

Wang Rong was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and a huge tearing pain suddenly erupted in his heart, and the sky was spinning for a while, and his eyes were black.

Wang Rong, the head of the Black I Road in Huacheng, who was tall and fat, and had been domineering for decades, slammed like this, and fell to the ground all of a sudden, holding a short cane in his hand, and also fell to the ground.

"Dad! ~~~" Wang Fei's sissy scream sounded in the corridor.

There are also the little brothers of the Black Dragon Society around them, all shouting: "Boss, boss!" ”

Several doctors in the corridor who were about to leave couldn't help but turn their heads in surprise when they heard a huge movement behind them, and when they found Wang Rong fainting on the ground, they immediately rushed over......

On this day, the headlines on the front pages of major newspapers in Huacheng were: "Wang Rong, president of the Black Dragon Club, the largest gang in Huacheng, and chairman of Bawang Food Group, fainted in the hospital!" ”

"Wang Rong, chairman of Bawang Food, fainted after being beaten, and his son Wang Jian was suspected of being shot in retaliation by the black!"

When the news came out, the owners and employees of various restaurants in all districts of Huacheng applauded and applauded, just like a festival: "Great! This old bastard and little bastard has finally been punished! ”

"God has eyes!"