In the dark passage, countless flashlights flickered, and a group of people ran wildly, chasing a thin boy in front. The boy ran as fast as he could, the wind whistling in his ears, but he did not dare to stop, behind him was a pack of hungry wolves, and if he stopped, he would die.

But he soon lost his strength, and gradually, the people behind him got closer and closer to him, and he was pinked to the ground.

The boy turned, kicking his legs against the ground and retreating, his dirty face full of fear, and the adults stopped running and slowly approached him, like a pack of hungry wolves slowly encircling a lamb. The man at the head raised his shiny scimitar high and swung it at the boy's head......

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Ye Wencheng had appeared in this scene countless times in his dreams, he was actually a little unclear how old he was at the time, and he also had a vague impression of what happened later, he only knew that after that night, he was not dead, and the people who followed the trail to find him did not dare to come forward after seeing him......

Since then, some jokes that seem to be the romance of the rivers and lakes in the old days have begun to circulate among several families, and everyone tacitly gave the protagonist of the story a code name "Cheng Wang", so that at the end of the story, many people who don't know what is going on have already regarded this Cheng Wang as a made-up character, a character who does not really exist in several major families.

Ye Wencheng scoffed at this title, feeling that the initiator of the second disease had been committed, and the people who believed in the rumors were collectively sick, and the people who had obsessions on this issue among several families were all patients with severe middle and second diseases.

Including his brother Ye Wucheng, as well as his father, mother, and second uncle.

What "His Royal Highness the King"? It's all bullshit...... When he fought a group of outlaws in the wilderness like a mass grave, he relied on the instinct to survive...... Ye Wencheng did not die that night, but he also lost half his life, how can those who watch the fire and listen to the story from the other side of the strait understand the state of mind of a child in that desperate situation?

So he forbade his cronies around him to call him that, whether it was Mo Dexuan or Uncle Juan, whoever dared to call him so to his face was tantamount to revealing his scars.

But this title is still buried in these Rao's hearts, and when the time and occasion are right, it will emerge unconsciously.

"Okay, that's it tonight, you don't have to beg me, someone will naturally send you where you need to go," Ye Wencheng slowly turned around and said to Wei Ling who was standing at the other end of the corridor, "Right?" Guard's deputy branch? ”

Wei Ling snorted with a cold face, and shouted at the gangsters on the ground who were still begging for mercy: "You all save some energy, please let him confess the facts of the crime himself!" ”

"Er Shao, I have already located the position of Rao who was talking to this round inch just now, our people have surrounded the other side, now do you want to make a move?" The two "medical staff" in Su Qingguo's ward just now appeared and respectfully asked Ye Wencheng for instructions.

Half of Ye Wencheng's face was still hidden in the dark, and the outline of the other half of his face looked particularly rugged in the dim light, revealing the yin and vicissitudes that he should not have at his age.

The two subordinates saw that he did not react, nor did they urge, but just stood quietly aside, waiting for instructions.

"Uncle Juan, you help me take care of here, I'll go over." Ye Wencheng finally spoke slowly.

"It's Ershao, don't worry, I'll take care of Ershao's grandmother."

"I ...... Can you please not call me like that......" The corners of Su Zan's mouth twitched, "I haven't allowed ...... yet"

Ye Wencheng walked up to her and slowly showed a naughty look: "Okay, no returns...... Sister Zan, you can't play Laipi......"