The waiters in the restaurant on the third floor all ran out, and four or five security guards rushed up from behind, but they were all just looking nervously at Ye Hao two or three meters away, and everyone dared to step forward.

The muscles on Wen Chaolong's face twitched violently, and he watched Ye Hao drag Dewey, who was nearly two hundred pounds, to the window, and in his shocked gaze, he attached his other hand and grabbed Dewey's trouser belt and lifted it up.

Dewey, who weighed nearly 200 catties, was single-handedly carried by Ye Hao on the windowsill, and below, at the front door of the hotel, people came and went.

The upper part itself has stretched out the windowsill, the two little short legs are inside, and the waist rests on the windowsill, as long as Ye Hao's left hand is pulled forward, Dewey will inevitably fall directly from the third floor.

Looking at the cement floor below, Dewey panicked, in Xuzhou, in Hunan Province, there is no one in black and white who does not give him face, or does not give him face.

And this guy in front of him obviously belongs to the very few people who don't give face.

He's not kidding, he's here for real. Dewey's whole body trembled, and his hands waved in the air nervously and panickedly, shouting.

"Big brother, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, please let me down. Big brother, this is the third floor, big brother, there will be a death, big brother. Dewey's voice was a little hoarse.

The attendants around were all frightened, in the depths of their memory, there had never been times when Du Shao bullied others, and many times it would be excessive, and now, this strange fierce man dared to lift Du Shao to the windowsill.

"Ye Hao, you advise you to let go quickly, do you know what the consequences of doing this are?" Wen Chaolong was indeed in a hurry, and couldn't help roaring angrily.

If Ye Hao really threw Dewey down, crippled or died, then Du Lao would definitely be angry with himself, because he called Dewey out.

Offending the underground emperor of Hunan Province, isn't that equivalent to buying a bottle of dichlorvos by yourself?

Ye Hao looked at Wen Chaolong, and the corners of his mouth hooked: "The consequences? I never do what I'm not sure about. ”

After speaking, his face turned pale, and he pulled out violently with Dewey's trouser belt in his left hand, and his two-hundred-pound body flew out with a swish.

"Ah......h

Wen Chaolong's eyes were about to pop out, this, this bastard really threw him down!!

At this time, Wen Chaolong even had the picture of Dewey's brain overflowing in his mind, as well as the scene of Du Lao's rage, without any hesitation, he turned around and ran towards the staircase.

Dewey, on the other hand, only felt a huge force coming from behind his waist, and his body involuntarily flew out, and he saw that he was getting closer and closer to the ground, if he smashed on the hard concrete floor......

He let out the most terrifying scream of his life, and then closed his eyes. He felt that he was dead this time, and in an instant, a strong remorse surged into his heart, if he didn't show his lust today, didn't pretend to be 13, and didn't conflict with that madman, how could he fall to the point where he is now?

It's all a red face!

Boom......

There was a loud bang, and a sharp pain felt everywhere on his body, and Dewey, thinking he was dead, opened his eyes, only to see that he had fallen on a Simmons.

"Less, young master, are you okay?" A nervous and nervous male voice reached Dewey's ears.

Du Wen shuddered, huh? Immediately saw two security men standing next to Simmons.

Just now, the four security men who rushed up saw Ye Hao carrying Dewey on the windowsill, and two of them immediately ran down and dragged out a discarded Simmons mattress in the warehouse.

Just as the two security guards dragged Simmons out of the door, they heard a bang, and the young master fell.

After reacting, Dewey immediately burst out laughing: "Lao Tzu is not dead, Lao Tzu is not dead, haha." ”

After speaking, he said to the two nervous young security guards in front of him: "You two did a good job and saved Ben Shao's life, and each of you will be rewarded with 500,000 yuan." ”

While speaking, Dewey looked up towards the third floor, and he saw Ye Hao standing by the window looking at him coldly.

He immediately raised his hand and pointed at Ye Hao, and roared fiercely with a fat face: "Little bastard, if you don't kill the master today, the master will definitely make you unable to walk out of Xuzhou for half a step." ”

As he spoke, Dewey sat directly on the mattress and took out his mobile phone, he was going to call someone, and he was going to call a hundred people to come and hack this little piece to death.

At this time, Wen Chaolong ran down panting, and when he saw Dewey smashed on the mattress, he suddenly let out a sigh of relief, and patted his chest in fear.

"Du Shao, let's hurry up, the person above is a madman, and it is not appropriate to confront him head-on." Wen Chaolong stood next to him and reminded Dewey.

"I'm afraid of him? Don't look at whose place this is? Bastard. "Dewey doesn't believe in evil at all, he didn't kill Lao Tzu just now, and now it's Lao Tzu's turn to fight back.

At this time, Ye Hao, who was standing on the third floor, saw a few small potted plants placed by the windowsill in front of him, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he picked up a pot of bright potted plants.

With a throw of his right hand, a basketball-sized potted plant drew a parabola in the air with the sound of the whirring wind and fell towards Dewey below.

"Du Shao, let's hurry up and ......"

Boom!

The pot wrapped in clay from the porcelain altar smashed directly on Dewey's head, making a loud noise and bursting open, and the roots of the flowers rolled up a ball of mud and planted it on Dewey's head, and blood flowed down his forehead.

Holding the mobile phone in his hand and not dialing the number, the sharp pain exploded from his mind, and the vision in front of him became more and more blurred, and Dewey faintly saw a sneer on Ye Hao's face by the window on the third floor.

"I, I'm ...... Day"

Dewey's eyes flickered, and he fell straight down, and the blood on his head gushed even harder.

Wen Chaolong, who thought he had escaped the catastrophe, really wanted to scold MMP at this time......

"What are you doing? Hurry up and hit one or two zero. Wen Chaolong immediately jumped to Dewey's side, watching the blood gushing out of his head, but he didn't know what to do, and secretly scolded Dewey in his heart for being a fool.

Just when the hotel was in a mess, Ye Hao walked out unhurriedly, took out his mobile phone and dialed Mo Ziyun's number.

Knowing that they had gone to the studio, Ye Hao went directly to the underground garage, started the car and drove towards the shooting location.

Wen Chaolong, who was driving a black Land Rover SUV, was following closely behind the ambulance, and after thinking about it, he still picked up his mobile phone and dialed a number in the address book.

After the phone rang a few times, a deep voice came from inside: "Chaolong, didn't you go out to eat with Xiao Wei?" Is there something wrong with calling me? ”

"Du, Du Lao, something happened to Du Shao." Wen Chaolong's tone was very nervous, but there was indeed a cold light in his eyes.

Hearing this, the person on the other side of the phone laughed: "Something happened? Is that little bastard messing around outside again? ”

Obviously, Du Lao didn't expect that his son could have any big things in Xuzhou.

"Du Shao was beaten, it seems to be very serious, and he is now in an ambulance and taken to the hospital." Wen Chaolong continued.

The person on the other side of the phone was silent for two seconds, then raised his voice and shouted, "You said Xiao Wei was beaten?" Who is it? Which hospital is Serena Williams sent to now? ”

"The person who beat Du Shao is called Ye Hao, and he is in Xuzhou now. We are on our way to the First Hospital of Hunan Province. When Wen Chaolong said this, the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer.