Long Jiahao's skills are already good, he is already an ancient martial artist who has entered the quenching period, and he is basically not his opponent in the face of ordinary people, or ordinary martial artists.

But just now, he was careless. The first is that these two people were hired at their own expense, and it is impossible to think that they will do it to themselves, and the second is that the beautiful woman in the bed is still waiting, and she is anxious.

So when the two old sticks drew their daggers, Long Jiahao reacted, he exchanged one hand for his own life, and his roar attracted the attention of the bodyguards outside the door.

When the two old sticks tried to stab a second time, the bodyguards outside the door had already rushed in. Seeing that there was no chance, the two old sticks turned around and ran out.

Long Jiahao's bodyguards were all strictly trained, and when they saw that the young master had broken a hand, one of them immediately tore the sheets in the room and wrapped around the wound to stop the bleeding, and then carried Long Jiahao and rushed out as fast as possible......

Long Qinghuai was drinking tea with an old friend in a teahouse, and suddenly received a call from Long Jiahao's assistant, telling him that Long Jiahao had an accident in Xuzhou.

The assistant didn't dare to say what was going on the phone, his tone was extremely worried and panicked, Long Qinghuai heard that something was wrong, and immediately asked the driver to prepare the car and rush to Xuzhou.

The two old sticks did not succeed, and after they escaped, they hid in the bridge hole of the Yangzhou Bridge in the car, and sat on the ground with their bodies curled, and the pain in their abdomen became more and more intense.

The emaciated man covered his abdomen with one hand, looked at the bearded man beside him with a painful face, and said weakly: "What should I do if I didn't kill the dragon?" Will the man still give the antidote? ”

The bearded man's face was extremely hideous because of the severe pain in his abdomen, he took out his mobile phone and shook his head: "Just try it." ”

At this time, it had been more than seven hours since they had taken the poison pill, and according to what Ye Hao said, in another three hours, they would be killed.

The trembling big hand pressed the number left by Ye Hao before, and the bearded man put the mobile phone to his ear nervously, but soon, a cold voice came from the phone, making the bearded man's brain blank in an instant.

"Sorry, the phone number you called was empty."

The bearded man couldn't believe it, cold sweat broke out on his back, and he hit it again, still with the same voice.

"Bastard, cunning Chinese." The bearded man slammed his fist into the rough concrete wall beside him.

Ye Hao didn't plan to let these two people leave alive at all, so the number he gave was also a casual one.

At this time, the two Yanbian old sticks were cramping in their abdomen, and the cold wind blew across their cheeks, looking at the rolling river under them. I suddenly felt the greatest despair in my life!

The gold lord assassination failed, the target assassination failed, and both sides were offended.

"Boss, what are we going to do? Waiting to die? The emaciated man trembled, even though they had already thought of dying. But when this moment really came, deep down I was terrified.

"Let's go, go to the hospital, I don't believe that poison is so powerful." The bearded man struggled to his feet, and the two men walked up with each other's arms.

The night in the early morning was extremely quiet, and the two had just walked on the bridge deck, when two black off-road vehicles braked sharply and stopped in front of them with a creak.

Five or six men in suits immediately ran down from the car, grabbed the two of them directly and pressed them to the car. Hula, the car quickly left the Yangzhou Bridge.

At three o'clock in the morning, Long Qinghuai, who was wearing a purple Tang suit, walked briskly towards the Xuzhou First Hospital with two bodyguards and an assistant.

Because he had arrived from Yangzhou, it took him almost four hours on the road, and he went straight to the door of the rescue room, the door was closed, and only a few bodyguards and a young man with glasses stood at the door and waited anxiously.

"Xiao He, where is my Jiahao?" Before Long Qinghuai approached, he opened his mouth to ask.

The man known as Xiao He turned his head and saw Long Qinghuai's calm face, his heart instantly fell to the bottom, and he couldn't help but tremble and said: "Shao, the young master was cut off a hand, and now, he is now rescuing inside." ”

Hearing this, Long Qinghuai's face suddenly changed drastically, and he raised his big hand and threw it directly at Xiao He's face, and the heavy slap hit his face, Xiao He didn't even dare to cover it, lowered his head, and didn't dare to speak.

"Who is it?" Long Qinghuai stared down at Xiao He, those majestic eyes seemed to pierce him.

Xiao He trembled and said, "No, I don't know, but the person has already been caught." ”

Long Qinghuai turned his head, pointed at a middle-aged man beside him, and reminded the sturdy middle-aged man: "Huang Huai, you go to understand the situation with Xiao He, I will wait here." ”

"Yes sir." The man known as Huang Huai glanced at Xiao He, and the two quickly walked out in the other direction.

After a while, the door of the rescue room opened, and a man in a white coat wearing glasses walked out.

Long Qinghuai stepped forward and asked, "Doctor, how is my son?" ”

"The right wrist was neatly severed by a sharp blade, but fortunately, the wound was flat and the subcutaneous tissue was not damaged, and there was hope for a limb transplant." The middle-aged male doctor glanced at Long Qinghuai, and then saw a few bodyguards standing beside him, realizing that this was not an ordinary patient, he said again: "If you go to Yanjing, I hope it will be bigger." ”

The right wrist was cut off by a sharp blade, and the severed limb was transplanted, these two words kept lingering in Long Qinghuai's mind, a surge of anger erupted from his eyes, his facial muscles twitched rapidly, and endless anger spread from the bottom of his heart, even Long Qinghuai, who had reached a certain level of cultivation, couldn't help it.

"Lao Zhang, go and find out this matter for me, who harmed my son, I want him to repay it a hundred times!" Long Qinghuai turned his head, and said to the middle-aged man beside him with a flame of grief and indignation jumping in his eyes.

The latter nodded, and quickly turned to leave. He knew that the old man was angry, and some people were going to fall into blood luck!

Before dawn, Long Jiahao hadn't woken up yet, and after Long Qinghuai identified himself, the hospital immediately arranged a special lounge for him. He was sitting on the couch, his eyes closed, his brow furrowed. He was thinking, who had the audacity to be so cruel to Jiahao?

At this time, the mobile phone in his pocket rang, Long Qinghuai immediately put the mobile phone to his ear, and the voice of the bodyguard Huang Huai came from inside: "Sir, the two people who hurt the young master are dead, it's a little weird, I just arrived and died, and my expression was very painful." ”

Long Qinghuai's brows furrowed even tighter, and he groaned: "You come back first, and wait for Jiahao to wake up." ”

In the past few days, two earth-shattering events have happened one after another, the first thing is that the Hong Feiwu Pavilion in the West Sea was taken off, and Shen Feilong was blinded and became a cripple. The second thing is that the young master of the Long family in Jiangnan, Long Jiahao was cut off his right hand.

In terms of influence, the latter is greater, but Shen Feilong's incident made Wen Chaolong not sleep well for two nights.

This morning, Ye Hao sat in the office playing with his mobile phone, yesterday Xiao Cai of the personnel department introduced him to a mobile game, called PUBG to stimulate the battlefield, Ye Hao thought it was very interesting, and after studying it for a while, he knew how to play. Occasionally, he will team up with little Caila.

It's as if no matter how earth-shattering things happen outside, they have nothing to do with him.

Ye Hao had just been pitted by his pig teammates, fell on the roof, and was suddenly turned into a box when he jumped down, he was a little unhappy, and when he was about to come to another game, a phone call came in, and it showed Wanjun's name.

Ye Hao hurriedly put the phone to his ear, and Wanjun's soft voice immediately came from inside: "Brother Hao, are you busy?" ”

"Okay, what's wrong?" Ye Hao knew that Wanjun would not be okay to call him, so he opened his mouth to ask.

Wanjun seemed to be a little speechless, she was silent for a few seconds, and then said softly: "The school is going to hold a dance party, and I was selected to be on the competition list......"

"Hehe, that's a good thing, just participate in the prom competition." Ye Hao laughed.

"No, this dance party is a pas de deux, I, I don't have a dance partner......"

Hearing this, three black lines slipped down Ye Hao's forehead, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he asked with some trepidation: "Wanjun, don't you want me to be your dance partner?" ”