Wang Delin was frightened into a cold sweat and said, "If you dare to threaten me, I will kill you."

When Wang Delin said this, he was also shocked, how did he become like this.

Wang Qian said, okay, you fucking kind, you can kill me now.

Wang Delin said, remember, don't fucking threaten me, Lao Tzu has lived for so much and is afraid that you will not succeed, Lao Tzu has been calculating others for so many years, and there is no one else here in Lao Tzu to calculate me.

Mao 18 took Wang Qian's phone and hung up at once.

Wang Qian looked at Mao Shibai and didn't know what he was going to do.

Mao 18 said, below, you are my wife.

Wang Qian was stunned for a moment, and her heart jumped.

Mao 18 took Wang Qian's hand and said, go.

Wang Delin was wondering in the room when the door was kicked open.

Wang Qian was grabbed by Mao Eighteen by the hair and thrown in.

Wang Delin didn't know what was going on, and got up from his chair.

Mao Eighteen picked up the beer bottle and looked at Wang Delin's head.

The beer bottle shattered, and Wang Delin collapsed.

Wang Qian was frightened, and said in her heart, big brother, don't play with human life.

Someone outside came to see, Mao Eighteen scolded, grass and mud horses, get out.

Mao 18 closed the door, called Hongguo, and said, you come here, I will let you take revenge.

Hongguo said, husband, you caught him.

Mao 18 said, yes, come here.

After a while, Hongguo came over, and when he saw Wang Delin lying on the ground, he was about to fight.

Mao 18 smiled and said, wait, let him wake up and fight again.

Hongguo's eyes were red, and he was forced to press on the chair by Mao Eighteen.

Mao 18 called a basin of cold water, and the real cold water was all buckled on Wang Delin's head at once.

Wang Delin woke up from a groan of pain, his face covered in blood.

The wound on the head is quite large, and now it hurts even more when it is washed by water.

Hongguo saw that Wang Delin woke up and was about to rush up. Mao 18 grabbed it. Say, let's not be in a hurry, we have time.

Mao Eighteen lit a cigarette and stuffed it into Wang Delin's mouth, and said, Let me introduce you to these people in the room.

Wang Qian, my wife, this is called Hongguo, is Wang Qian's cousin, Hongguo, you may not remember Hongguo, but there is one person you may remember, Wang Mo.

Wang Delin was a spirit, and he wanted to get up from the ground.

Hongguo kicked over and scolded, grass and mud horses, I will kill you.

Mao 18 stopped and said, Wang Delin, you fucking slept with my wife, let's have a fair negotiation today.

Wang Delin's mouth began to tremble as he held a cigarette. The cigarette fell.

Mao Eighteen slapped his mouth and scolded, grass and mud horses, shameless for face, can I throw away the cigarettes I gave.

As he spoke, Mao Shibai picked up the cigarette on the ground and stuffed it into Wang Delin's mouth.

The cigarette paper was broken, and Wang Delin's mouth was full of smoke foam.

Eat it, if you spit it out, don't fucking blame me, you're welcome.

Wang Delin ate the thing painfully, Mao Eighteen smiled and said, Wang Mo is dead, do you know it.

Wang Delin nodded.

Mao 18 said, do you remember why Wang Mo died?

Wang Delin shook his head.

Mao Shibai smiled and said, because there is no money, his future is ruined in your hands, you know no.

Wang Delin's body began to tremble, and he seemed to be much older for a while.

Wang Delin remembered that when he first met Wang Mo, the two of them were like brothers.

There are delicious things together, and they learn together, but then Huang Juan appeared, and it changed as soon as they were qiē.

Wang Mo likes Huang Juan, and Huang Juan also likes Wang Mo.

Wang Delin likes Huang Juan, but Huang Juan just doesn't like him.

Wang Delin felt uncomfortable, where did he not want Wang Mo to be poor, in terms of studying, two people are not too much, in terms of family conditions, he is much stronger than Wang Mo, Wang Mo is from a family of soil buns, and he is poor and sour. But why does Huang Juan like him?

Hongguo walked over, slapped him in the mouth, and said, This is for my father, and your Qiē today should have been my father's.

Wang Delin sat on the ground depressedly, the past was like smoke, and Wang Mo's eyes seemed to appear clearly in front of him again.

Hongguo punched and kicked Wang Delin again, and it took a long time to stop. Shout, Dad, I've avenged you.

Wang Delin felt that he was about to fall apart, and there was no place in his body that did not hurt.

Mao Shibai put aside the video of him and Wang Qian just now, and said with a smile, Director Wang, I'm really sorry today, who let you meet me.

I heard that you will retire in a short time, but my video will appear on the Internet tomorrow, and I guess your retirement may be in trouble.

I will find the relevant departments to hold you accountable, not only Wang Mo's matter, but there may be many female teachers who want to see your fate.

Hongguo finally kicked Wang Delin's body and scolded, you wait, full of waiting.

After watching Mao 18 and a few of them leave, Wang Delin felt hopeless. This is the first time he has felt like this, and he has always lived in self-confidence for decades, since Wang Mo disappeared from his eyes.

Now that someone is going to stand up and speak to Wang Mo, there is no way to do it themselves, it is estimated that they have found enough evidence.

Today's thing Wang Delin saw it, it was a bureau set up by Hongguo, what Wang Qian was definitely not that man's wife, Hongguo but it was possible.

But there was no way, the video was in their hands, and they couldn't get it themselves.

I've worked hard all my life, and I have money, but I don't know where to hide it.

The wife changed one after another, and finally went to someone else's bed.

has a son, but the signs of a loser can already be seen, although he usually doesn't want to think about it.

At the end of the day, what did I get?

Wang Delin struggled to stand up, but not because of Hongguo's punch and kick to him, but because his heart was old, and it was full of remorse.

Leaning back in the chair, Wang Delin shouted weakly, bring me wine.

The waiter brought in a dozen beers, and looked at Wang Delin, whose face was covered with blood, and ran out in fear.

Wang Delin called his wife, and his wife's moaning voice came from the other end of the phone, no, I have something.

Wang Delin called his son, and the deafening music could not be heard at all.

Wang Delin suddenly felt that he was a most failed person.

Wang Delin suddenly remembered Huang Juan and called the phone.

It took Huang Juan a long time to get on the phone.

Wang Delin said, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you.

After speaking, Wang Delin hung up the phone.

Wang Delin was drinking, his heart was bitter, he was thinking, if he hadn't ruined Huang Juan at the beginning, maybe everyone would have a good home, but now that he thinks about it, what's the use.

Late at night, Wang Delin walked outside leisurely, and there were few pedestrians outside. Under the miserable white street lamps, the snow is white.

After a piercing brake, Wang Delin's body flew in the air like a withered yellow leaf.