On the other side, Xi Shuangcheng took Qu Jiu and found Wang Xiaoming's hiding place.
Wang Xiaoming was beaten until his nose was bruised, his face was swollen, and his whole body was covered in injuries.
He himself never thought that these two people would find him.
One of them was the god of wine, and the other one he didn't recognize, but at first glance, he seemed to have an extraordinary bearing.
The people around him all give people a sense of righteousness.
Could it be that Qu Jiu called the police?
He ran away and stole a car on the way to escape. As a result, something happened on the viaduct.
Speeding and falling into the river, Wang Xiaoming did not die, but one of his legs was amputated.
After losing his leg, he would never be able to race again.
His news was broadcast on the evening news.
Manshu didn't know from beginning to end.
As for the underground racing organization, they do understand some of the situation.
However, no one took it to heart.
Some people even wish Wang Xiaoming would die.
Everyone knows how many bad things he has done and how many racing drivers he has harmed.
Some people even posted on a forum.
——Lao Mingzi is dead, does everyone know?
——Didn’t he deserve it? He encouraged everyone to bet on number three, only to be won by a female racing driver.
——Is it done by those big guys who lost money? I heard that he was beaten half to death last night.
——I don’t know which god did it, but in short, it’s very satisfying!
The forum was filled with applause, and those who had been cut off from racing by Wang Xiaoming were eager to have a carnival and celebrate.
Only the big guys who had lost a lot of money were so angry that they were itching their teeth.
They also have small groups with each other.
"Who did that thing about Wang Xiaoming? He was one step ahead of me. I only wanted one of his hands."
"I heard it was him. I asked someone to check the surveillance. It was indeed him who was driving too fast when he was escaping. He failed to control it and broke through the bridge railing."
"Is it really not our people who did it? Who else did I say did it well?"
"He caused the labor and capital to lose five million, and the labor and capital did not want to let him go."
They were a little unwilling, after all, they didn't take revenge by themselves.
And the two people who deliberately scared people?
Hidden merit and fame!
They didn't expect that things would turn out like this.
It can only be said that Wang Xiaoming has done too many things.
The next day the newspaper also published the news that Wang Xiaoming fell into the river. However, he had also robbed someone else's car, so no one sympathized with him.
Manshu, who knew nothing about it, was already on the plane.
Accompanying us were Mr. Guo and Guo Xinyi.
Even Guo's father came with him.
Mr. Guo was very dissatisfied with his son's attitude of treating him as his grandson.
But Guo's father was thick-skinned. No matter how his old father scolded him, he just insisted on following him.
After talking a lot, he also explained: "Dad, I haven't been back to the mainland for many years. I work hard at the company every day, so you can't help but ask me to take a few days off, right?"
"I'll leave the company to my second sister, and I'll accompany you back to the mainland to take a look at the beautiful mountains and rivers."
"Didn't Girl Manshu say that the mainland has changed a lot?"
For this reason, Guo's father did not hesitate to pull out what Manshu had said before.
In fact, Guo's father didn't have deep feelings for the mainland. He went abroad to study when he was a teenager. Later, because of that turbulent era, he went directly to Hong Kong City to work hard and settled in Hong Kong City, so he never missed his hometown.
But his dad was right too.
Not only did some people persecute him back then, there were also so many people who helped him.
Therefore, Father Guo plans to come back this time to invest in some projects, do some charity, and improve the lives of some ordinary people who helped Mr. Guo back then.
Is this considered repaying a favor for my father?