He Mengjie was behind Wen Xuan, and even heard the muffled sound of the iron rod hitting his arm, and his heart felt as if he had been electrocuted, burning violently, and then experiencing severe pain. "Ahh Winshare! She blurted out.

Wen Xuan took a beating, grabbed the iron rod, grabbed it, and snatched the iron rod from the black boy's hand.

Hearing He Mengjie scream, he turned his head and glanced at her quickly, flew towards her with a smile, then turned around and waved the iron rod, waving it, and said, "I'm fine, don't worry!" ”

His words were calm and confident, which somewhat made He Mengjie's heart a little calm.

She saw that after having the iron rod, Wen Xuan's disadvantage was obviously reversed, and it was more than enough to defeat four with one.

Just then, the sound of sirens sounded in the distance.

As soon as the young men heard the voice, they stopped their movements in unison, looked at each other, and then scolded "damn it", threw the iron rod and fled.

Seeing that they were about to escape, Wen Xuan stepped forward with an arrow, twisted David's collar, and then twisted David's arm behind his back.

The siren soon arrived, and two policemen got out of the car, their hands pressed on the holsters on their waists.

Wen Xuan turned his head and said to them in English, "Here! ”

The police came forward and handcuffed David, then inquired about the situation, and finally took He Mengjie, Wenxuan and David back to the police station.

After recording the confession, Wen Xuan said to the police in a righteous manner: "As a business person who came to the United States from other countries, I felt very insecure when I encountered such an attack at night. I hope you will find out thoroughly and bring to justice those who tried to attack us! ”

The policeman politely replied, "We will, now David is recording a statement." ”

By the time Wen Xuan and He Mengjie came out of the police station, it was already two o'clock in the morning, and the early morning was the coldest time of the day.

He Mengjie took off her windbreaker and put it on him, "You better put it on, otherwise you'll catch a cold." ”

Wen Xuan put on a windbreaker, did not button it, but pulled up the windbreaker and hugged He Mengjie from behind, wrapping her in the windbreaker together. Then he laughed: "That way we both will be warm." ”

He Mengjie unconsciously struggled and accidentally touched his arm, and he frowned with a "hiss".

He Mengjie immediately didn't dare to move, and looked up at him, with exploration in her eyes: "How is your injury?" ”

Wen Xuan gritted his teeth: "It's okay." ”

"Let's go to the hospital." He Mengjie grabbed him.

Wen Xuan didn't move: "Forget it, it's just that I was beaten with an iron bar, it's not a big deal, it'll be fine in a few days." ”

"What if you hurt your bones? No, you have to go! He Mengjie was angry and toughened.

Wen Xuan smiled at the corner of his lips, nodded and said, "My wife said to go, I'll go." Otherwise, there is really a bit of a fracture or something, and if you don't recover well in the future, how can you take care of your wife? ”

He Mengjie was really angry and helpless when she saw him poor. I wanted to refute it, but for the sake of his injury, I didn't bother to argue with him.

The two went to the hospital, and the doctor on duty was so surprised to death that he saw them again. This is the third time they have come to him.

"What's going on this time?" The doctor asked.

Wen Xuan rolled up his sleeves, only to see that the bowl on his forearm was bruised, and it was slightly swollen.