I thought it was strange at the time, but now that I think about it, is it really someone from Wen Tsai's side who answered the phone? Except for Wen Zai's number, the other people who texted me were all unfamiliar numbers. Will you call Wen Zai's mobile phone has been lost from the beginning, and the person who answers the phone may be the enemy of the old man!

I'm really in a hurry, if I calm down and confirm with An Zhennan and them, maybe I can know what's going on!

The car started and stopped, drove for a long time, and stopped. I was dragged out of the car and twisted forward.

After walking for a while and going up another staircase, the men stopped, and the black bags on their heads were removed. But I saw that I had come to a magnificent house.

This place is too grandiose! I've only seen this kind of scene in those TV episodes of the grudges of the wealthy! What the hell is this place, and why did these people bring me here?

He Junxi was also brought over, and the black bag on his head was taken away and taped.

A tall middle-aged man with a cold face walked down the stairs, followed by a young man with a thin face, cold eyes, and a tattoo on his neck.

The leader said respectfully to the young man: "Brother Jun, I brought this kid." ”

The man stared at me coldly and tilted his head sideways. The men tore the tape off my mouth, untied the rope, and quickly left.

I said to He Junxi, "Are you okay?" ”

She rubbed her twisted arm, shook her head, and said, "It's okay." ”

I looked at the middle-aged man, and I was sure that I had never seen this man, but his face was faintly familiar. It was a strange feeling, as if he looked like someone around him.

"You are Wang Luo?" The middle-aged man said coldly, anger in his voice.

"Who are you? What are you going to do with me? I said.

"Humph! You are the one who has harmed my son like this! The man said angrily.

Wait a minute! Son! I finally remembered who this man looked like, could it be that he was ......

"You're Man Tsai's father! Wen Zai, how is he! I said immediately.

He strode toward me, and the young man followed him. His body is very straight, his pace is steady, and his majesty is revealed, and he is obviously a practitioner. I only know that Man Tsai's family is rich, but I don't know what his father does.

"It's all you, bastard boy, who made Arwen like that!" His face twitched, his voice cold, and he was furious.

A bad premonition came to me, but I didn't dodge it, and looked directly at him: "What the hell happened to Wen Zai!" How is he! Let me go see him! ”

"You still have the face to ask, you scum yourself get into trouble and get out of trouble, even Awen, I'm really easy to provoke!" He suddenly lifted his leg and kicked at me.

I was kicked in the chest, knocking me to the ground, and the place where I was kicked felt a pain, and my chest was stuffy, and a mouthful of blood coughed up.

"Wang Luo!" He Junxi exclaimed in surprise and came over to help me.

"I told Arwen to stay away from the scum of yours! He didn't listen, so much so that he ended up today! "The more angry Man Tsai's father becomes, he will continue to call me.

He Junxi stopped in front of me and said angrily: "Why do you beat people casually!" ”

Wen Zai's father looked at He Junxi coldly: "You, get out of the way!" ”

He Junxi didn't mean to move at all: "We just arrived here today, and your son was not harmed by him!" ”

I touched He Junxi and motioned for her to leave it alone.

I stood up, looked directly at Wen Zai's father, and said word by word: "I want to see Wen Zai!" ”

"You don't deserve it! When he almost lost his life, you kid hid without a trace, and you caused trouble yourself, but you asked him to bear it! Wen Tsai's father said.

The young man stepped forward, grabbed He Junxi's wrist, and dragged her away.

Wen Zai's father pulled his sleeves, and it seemed that he was going to be ruthless. He didn't intend to let me go when he brought me here today.

It's really my fault, it's me who has caused Wen Zai. As Wen Zai's father, he has the right to blame me, so I owe him that kick. Now I'm on par with him.

He kicked at me with his leg, and I nimbly ducked back, quickly reciting a mantra in my mouth, and quickly making a finger in my hand.

Wen Zai's father missed a blow, and with a flexible turn of his body, he swept in the face with another kick.

I leaned back quickly, pointing at him with my finger in the hand.

Wen Zai's father immediately retracted the offensive and stood in place.

The wound in my chest was pulled, and I couldn't help but cough twice. He is really ruthless, it seems that he has not only practiced, but also mixed.

Sensing that something was wrong, the young man said in a deep voice, "Uncle Chen? ”

Man Tsai's father was still standing in place, not moving at all.

"Uncle Chen! Uncle Chen! The young man screamed twice in a row, but still didn't react, he didn't have time to take care of He Junxi, let go of it, pointed at me and said fiercely: "What have you done!" ”

"I want to see Wen Zai!" I said.

"Don't fucking die! What did you do to Uncle Chen! He pointed at me.

"I want to see Wen Zai!" I said word by word, without flinching.

"Look for death!" He shouted angrily and threw his fist at me.

I concocted it as I did, and I said it silently, and pointed to him with the instructions.

The fist he swung out suddenly stopped, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly disappeared, and he lowered his hand, just like Wen Zai's father, standing motionless.

"Hehe, the soul of the living man, that old guy's apprentice is nothing more than that." A familiar voice came.

I looked upstairs and saw that it was Zhuang Xingrui! How could he be here!

Zhuang Xingrui was also accompanied by a young man in his thirties, neatly dressed, elegant temperament, and his eyebrows were somewhat similar to Wen Zai's father, but he didn't look like Wen Zai at all. Nine times out of ten, he is Wen Zai's half-brother.

"The soul of the living? What's the matter with my father? He's from your line of work, too? The man said.

Zhuang Xingrui snorted disdainfully: "He is the apprentice of the old man Ma, no wonder he summoned such a powerful guy, it turned out that the old man's enemy came to the door!" It's just that kid's trick, I can crack it with one finger. ”

The man's expression changed slightly: "Wait, you mean that he is the apprentice of the Malao, and the person who dealt with Ah Wen is the enemy of the Malao!" ”

"Of course, that old man's skills are not very good, but there are many enemies, since this matter is for this kid, it can only be the old man's enemies." Zhuang Xingrui said.

The man walked down from the stairs and looked me up and down: "I heard people in this industry say that the mahjong is very capable, and I thought it would be good to invite him, but I didn't expect this incident to be caused by him, and I didn't expect that you, a bastard boy, would be his apprentice, it's really ridiculous." ”