In the dark night, the hesitation of the man in the trench coat could even smell the wind.

He took two steps forward, and then a few steps back, still unable to make up his mind whether he wanted to go in or not.

Suddenly, a man burst out of the bushes next to him, pounced on him, and grabbed him by the collar.

"It's you!" Fu Caiwei glared at him.

The man in the trench coat cursed a swear word and shook off Fu Caiwei fiercely.

The disparity in power between men and women made Fu Caiwei unable to stop him no matter how hard she tried.

She fell, clinging to the man in the trench coat and being dragged for more than a meter.

"Look for death!" At the door of the hut, there was a loud shout.

The man in the trench coat shuddered in fright, and hurriedly glanced back, only to see that under the moonlight, Yang Weicheng was like a killing god, glaring at him angrily.

He was even more frightened, and desperately kicked Fu Caiwei away, turned his head and ran down the mountain.

Yang Weicheng ran faster, rushed forward like a leopard, flew a punch, and gently swept him in the back of the head.

After all, it was still a step too late, the man went down the mountain in a hurry, and Fu Caiwei let out a painful moan, Yang Weicheng had to take care of her.

"Are you alright?" Yang Weicheng helped her up.

"It's okay, what about them?" Fu Caiwei's face was one east and one west, as if she had smeared a lot of ash from the bottom of the pot.

Yang Weicheng was heartbroken again, and felt funny, so he helped her stroke the withered grass stick in her hair: "You take care of yourself, I'll get that front tooth." ”

Of the three people, two of them have been taken care of, and the front teeth have taken the opportunity to escape.

Last time in the park, Yang Weicheng let go of the flat head, and the result was in trouble, and this time he will not repeat the mistake.

After settling Fu Caiwei, Yang Weicheng went to the back of the room.

Fortunately, the front teeth are not particularly smart, Pingtou asked him to chase people, and he really chased all the way, Yang Weicheng easily followed his traces to find him, and fainted with a knock on his head.

The rest was laborious, but it had to be done.

Yang Weicheng and Fu Caiwei tied up the three unconscious people, dragged them hundreds of meters from the hillside, came to the van at the bottom of the mountain, and then drove to the city to find a police station and threw the three of them down.

Briefly explained the situation to the people at the police station, and told the park before, and after making a record, Yang Weicheng and Fu Caiwei hurried back to her house.

It's still a flat-headed van, which is also borrowed from the police station.

"Dad and third uncle asked me to send you a call, I must be in a hurry if I haven't seen me go back for so long. The third uncle has a bad heart, and my dad has high blood pressure......"

On the way back, Fu Caiwei began to cry as she spoke, tears kept falling, pear blossoms brought rain, and people were pitiful.

"Okay, don't be upset, aren't we rushing back at full speed?" Yang Weicheng comforted her.

She suddenly hugged Yang Weicheng's arm, buried her head on his shoulder, and cried: "Thank you, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid we would have ...... long ago."

Knock knock, knock knock!

Yang Weicheng's little heart was beating wildly, and he sneered: "It's nothing, it's all fate!" "I said a polite thing nonsense.

Late at night, a bunch of people gathered downstairs in Fujia, seven or eight cars, blocking the entire road.

Several young men in white shirts, black trousers and ties, were standing next to a car smoking cigarettes and whispering.

The headlights of the van disrupted their rhythm, and they were busy looking for the lights.

Yang Weicheng was so noticed all the way and stopped beside the building.

"Huh? Isn't that Uncle Bao? Fu Caiwei suddenly pointed to a capable man in his thirties in surprise and said.

Yang Weicheng saw that Ah Bao was about 1.7 meters, not fat or thin, with dark skin, slender eyes, single eyelids at the corners of his flying eyes, and his eyes were very sharp.

Po walked briskly and peeked in through the car door. After finding out that it was Fu Caiwei, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Miss Caiwei, thank God you're okay!" ”

"Uncle Bao, what's wrong?" Fu Caiwei jumped out of the car, ran to his side, and took his arm and asked.

Ah Bao looked at her, and then turned back to Yang Weicheng and smiled friendly: "The master found out that you were missing, he was very anxious, and called us all over, in short, let's go home first." ”

Yang Weicheng also followed them upstairs, the room was full of people, some people were smoking, and the air was very poor and smoky.

Yang Weicheng is also a small cigarette gun now, and he is a little unbearable for this, not to mention that Fu Caiwei, a girl's house, coughs violently as soon as she enters the door.

The crisp coughing sound provoked the two old men to raise their heads and look at her in surprise.

"Cai Wei!" Old man Fu was the first to run to his daughter, the poor old man's eyes were blue, and he held his daughter's hand tremblingly, and the old man was in tears.

"Dad, don't cry, I'm fine." Fu Caiwei struggled to maintain her temperament, comforting her father as if nothing had happened.

But her embarrassed appearance has already betrayed herself.

Dr. Fu also rushed over, looked at his niece, and kept chanting: "It's okay, it's okay!" ”

The family was reunited, and for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, of course Yang Weicheng couldn't interject. But he noticed that Dr. Fu smiled appreciatively at him, and smiled back, taking the opportunity to take a look at the room.

There were several people in patrol uniforms sitting on the sofa, and one of them was a middle-aged man with a broad forehead and a majestic and serious position.

In addition to them, Yang Weicheng also saw Fu Shuisheng, who was also standing anxiously behind the two elders, waiting to talk to his cousin.

"Fu Lao, since the children are back, let's ...... things," the middle-aged man got up and said.

"Wang Ju, since the children are back, and everyone has worked hard in the middle of the night, let's go back first, we have to let the children rest and rest first. Wang Ju, tomorrow I will personally take the child to you. Dr. Fu said.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Okay, you guys have a good rest, let's leave first!" ”

"I'm sorry for causing you trouble today." Dr. Fu politely sent them away, closed the door, and only the Fu family, Yang Weicheng, and Uncle Bao were left in the house.

Yang Wei wanted to leave, but Dr. Fu stopped him: "You are not an outsider today, stay and eat a bowl of noodles." Bao, thank you for your hard work. ”

"Yes, sir." Po nodded respectfully and turned to burrow into the kitchen.

It turns out that Po is not only a bodyguard, but also a chef with great skills.

When he passed by Yang Weicheng's side, he brought a strong wind, and Yang Weicheng couldn't help but be secretly surprised: "It's so fierce." Strange thing, since this old man has such a capable person around him, why does he suffer repeatedly? ”

"Wei Cheng, come here." Dr. Fu greeted Yang Weicheng.

Yang Weicheng walked over and sat in the living room with them, the atmosphere was always weird.

Fu Shuisheng took a wet towel from the bathroom and handed it to Fu Caiwei: "Caiwei, wipe it." ”

Fu Caiwei avoided him like an electric shock, and looked up at him angrily: "Fu Shuisheng, do you have anything to say?" ”

"What are you talking about?" Fu Shuisheng was stunned for a moment, his brows tightened, "I care about you so much!" ”

"yes, you care about us so much." Fu Caiwei sneered.

Dr. Fu sat on the sofa, as calm as ever. Old man Fu couldn't hold it back, and asked his daughter, "Caiwei, what happened?" ”

"It's him, looking for someone to murder and kidnap us!" Fu Caiwei pointed to Fu Shui Shengdao.

"You're a ridiculous man!" Fu Shui stood up vigorously and glared at Fu Caiwei, "I obviously got the news and rushed over from Shencheng, is it okay to be with you?" ”

"I saw you on the spot!" Fu Caiwei said, "I can recognize your figure, your voice, and turn to ashes." Is that how you treat your own cousin? Those brutes, they almost ......"

Old man Fu was furious, usually an elegant and wise old man, and the safety of his daughter was his reverse scale.

He couldn't help but stand up, raised his hand and slapped his nephew with a cane: "Shui Sheng, you explain it to me well!" ”

"Ahh Fu Shuisheng hugged his shoulders and glared at Old Man Fu angrily, a touch of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, but he was immediately covered up by obedience, "Second uncle, it's not like this, my sister must be frightened to talk nonsense." ”

The three of the Fu family quarreled, while Yang Weicheng and Dr. Fu remained silent.

Yang Weicheng was not idle, he was quietly looking at Fu Shuisheng, carefully recalling the events of more than an hour ago.

He rushed out of the hut and saw only a dark figure in the moonlight, dressed in a trench coat.

"Third uncle, you are talking." Fu Shui stared at him anxiously, slapped his thigh for the last time, and said to Dr. Chongfu.

Dr. Fu looked at his nephew and said slowly, "Wei Cheng, do you know that Shui Sheng is the only male descendant of our Fu family so far. I had a son who died at a young age, leaving me with only a little granddaughter. Shui Sheng's father is our fourth brother, who accompanied me to fight the world at the beginning, and was my right-hand man. ”

Yang Weicheng hid his embarrassment and nodded seriously.

Dr. Fook always had a reason for telling himself this.

"Uncle San, what are you talking about?" Fu Shuisheng was stunned.

Dr. Fu took a file bag from a nearby stool, took some documents out of it, and threw them on the coffee table.

"The company's accounts are always not correct, and they are losing money year after year, don't you plan to explain it to me? Where did the 70 million who didn't get the number go? ”