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Wu Liang, who was lying on the sofa in the hall, waited until everyone was persuaded, but he did not change his decision because he was beaten to death for no reason tonight. It was so terrible. Uncle can tolerate it, but aunt can’t!

"My phone is in my pocket, call the fat man!"

The severe pain all over his body made Wu Liang, whose forehead was covered with cold sweat, twisted his face and said with difficulty one by one, gritting his teeth.

"Uh!" Old Huang's body stiffened at first, and looked at Wu Liang, who had been beaten to the third place with a speechless look. He could only shake his head helplessly. He knew that the other party was determined to find the connections in the capital, and he tried to expose the resentment of being beaten.

"Oh, young people have never seen the world. I don't know how the Chen family, one of the five major families, exists. In the end, the ignorant is fearless!"

While sighing in his heart that Wu Liang was too ignorant of the current affairs, Old Huang took out his cell phone from the other party's pocket.

"Uh!" Old Huang took out the phone with a broken screen from Wu Liang's pocket, and couldn't help but squint his mouth. It was obvious that he was beaten and kicked by Chen Huazhang and others in the private room just now.

Fortunately, Lao Huang himself has the fat man’s mobile phone number.

This was left behind when Lao Huang met with the Fatty when he visited the Junlin Group headquarters.

"Tell the fat man, just say that I was beaten in the capital, and asked him to find that bastard Wang Le and get over and avenge me!"

When Lao Huang took out his cell phone and called the fat man's cell phone number, Wu Liang said hatefully again.

After saying that, Wu Liang closed his eyes tightly, because after these words one after another, he took the effort to keep awake until now.

At this time, Lao Huang was too lazy to think about it anymore, and nodded perfunctorily because in his eyes, in the end, Wu Liang was just a blind man lighting the lamp... wasted.

When the phone was answered, the fat man said angrily: "Who is there anyway at night? Are you going to sleep?"

The old Huang on the phone did not have the heart to mind the fat man's complaints. He said in a deep voice with a sad face: "Mr. Zhang, I am Lao Huang. I was drinking with Mr. Wu at the club in the evening, but I was beaten and injured. He asked me to call you and said he wanted to find someone named Wang Le to come and help."

As soon as he finished speaking, the fat man on the other end of the phone asked hurriedly: "Is Wu Liang seriously injured?"

Lao Huang looked at Wu Liang lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, and couldn't help scratching his head, then smiled bitterly at the phone, "Brother Wu's mouth is really a disaster! The blessing of misfortune tonight is that he is still alive. If he is a little heavier, his life will be gone."

As Wu Liang's best friend, the fat man certainly knew that the other party was a habit of swearing, so he didn't feel surprised at all when he heard Lao Huang say this.

"I'll find a way to contact Wang Le now and ask him to find you."

The fat man on the other end of the phone agreed without hesitation, and finally said: "Mr. Huang, please ensure Wu Liang's life safety before Wang Le comes, please."

After saying that, the fat man on the phone took the initiative to end the call and stopped chatting, and hurriedly went to find a way to contact Wang Le.

"Brother Wu, the phone has been called. I believe there will be accurate news soon. Then we can determine whether the person named Wang Le can be contacted."

After Huang came to Wu Liang who was lying on the sofa and finished speaking softly, he saw that the other party had no reaction and obviously fainted again, so he stopped disturbing him. He found an empty seat and sat down and started the waiting process...

At the same time, Wang Le, who lives in Xiao Yuanfang, did not eat at night and kept locking himself in the bedroom to heal his wounds.

When the ringtone of the cell phone placed on the bedside table rang, he was in meditation and practiced.

"Wife, your father will be back tonight?"

Wang Le, who was awakened by the ringtone of the call, saw that it was Mu Xiyan who called. As soon as the call was connected, he couldn't help but ask with a hint of surprise.

"Husband, it's something else to look for you. Fatty man called you Feicheng's number and turned off, so he called me."

On the phone, Mu Xiyan replied in an anxious tone.

In the bedroom where the lights were not turned on, Wang Le raised his eyebrows and quickly got up from the bed. While putting on his shoes, he replied in a deep voice: "Is something going on?"

Mu Xiyan on the other end of the phone replied: "The fat man gave me a mobile phone number and said that he would call this number after contacting you."

After a pause, Mu Xiyan added: "I heard from the fat man that Wu Liang was beaten by a group of people in the capital."

"Uh!" Wang Le was stunned. He thought the Hong family had run to Feicheng to harm his relatives and friends. Unexpectedly, Wu Liang was beaten up. He blurted out and asked, "Why did that kid come to the capital?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Le quickly came to his senses and hurriedly ordered without waiting for Mu Xiyan to reply: "Wife, please report the mobile phone number left by the fat man, and I will call it over and understand it clearly."

Then Mu Xiyan reported Lao Huang's mobile phone number to Wang Le very neatly, and then said nothing and told the other party to be careful, the two ended the call.

"Hey, Mr. Huang? Is Wu Liang here?"

As soon as the phone was connected, Wang Le asked directly while walking out of the bedroom.

"Are you?" Lao Huang asked back with a hint of confusion on the other end of the phone.

Then Wang Le replied lightly: "I am Wang Le, where are you and Wu Liang now?"

Lao Huang's breathing was suffocated on the phone, and he obviously didn't expect the fat man to contact Wang Le so soon.

After pausing for a few seconds, Lao Huang quickly replied: "We are now in the first floor lobby of Kaiyue Senior Club on Qianhai Road, Xicheng District. Brother Wu is seriously injured and the ambulance is still on the road."

While talking, Wang Le had already walked out of the house quickly and got into his white Q7 car.

"Protect Wu Liang, I'll arrive soon. If anyone dares to touch him again, you can report my name!"

After Wang Le finished speaking, he put away his phone, then started the car, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed straight towards the alley with the roar of the engine...

More than ten minutes later, when Wang Le's white q7 drove quickly to Qianhai Road and the Triumph Club with brilliant light walls, the ambulance also arrived.

At this time, Wang Le turned off the car first, then jumped out of it, closed the car door, ran straight to the club gate.

When Wang Lefeng rushed into the hall of the Triumph Senior Club, he saw Wu Liang unconsciously lying on the sofa, beaten into a pig's head, covered in footprints, blood and wine.

Old Huang, who was standing aside, saw a strange young man walking towards this side with a gloomy face. He was stunned at first, and then immediately realized that the other party was Wang Le Wu Liang was looking for.
Chapter completed!