At the same time, Wang Kun also woke up in the hospital, looked at his father and mother standing beside him, and immediately started crying, as if he felt so wronged.
"Baby, don't cry. Tell dad what happened." Wang Zelong, Wang Kun's father, hugged his son and comforted him softly. A trace of anger flashed in his eyes. He didn't know what his son's virtues were. He must have offended someone and kicked him.
Iron plate, otherwise it wouldn't be beaten like this.
"Baby, tell me quickly, who beat you like this? Mom will make the decision for you." Wang Kun's mother hugged Wang Kun and cried bitterly. No matter what her son looked like outside, in her mind he was still herself.
She is a good child, no one can touch her son.
Wang Kun thought for a moment, then turned the story around and told it in a more jealous way, saying that someone was pestering Fang Shihan, but he couldn't stand it, so he went over to stop it, and even asked someone to give him a beating until he woke up.
When I came here, I was here.
"To be honest." Wang Kun's father, Wang Zelong, looked directly at Wang Kun and said, "I don't want to hear your nonsense here. I remember I once told you that there are many people we can't afford to offend in Kyoto. Don't rely on it."
If you have some strength, you will act recklessly, but you just won’t listen, so this time you’re going to hit the wall.”
"Why are you talking to your son?" Wang Kun's mother immediately stopped and shouted, "My son has suffered such great injustice, what else do you want." After saying this, she went up to fight Wang Zelong.
"That's enough." Wang Zelong immediately became angry. He had long been tired of this woman who knew nothing but only asked for money and acted recklessly. If it wasn't for the sake of giving him a son, it was for the sake of marrying him as a wife.
, kicked her away long ago.
Wang Zelong pushed his wife away, stared at Wang Kun with a gloomy face, and said word by word: "Explain the matter to me clearly, and don't make up useless things for me, or I will take your other leg."
interrupt."
"Shut up." Looking at his wife who was still fighting, Wang Zelong was even more angry. If he failed to do this, he and the others would all be ruined. He was nothing in Kyoto! How many people could kill him?
There are a lot of people there.
Seeing that his father seemed really angry, Wang Kun honestly told what happened.
Wang Zelong sounded completely different from before. Regardless of whether Wang Kun was still injured or not, he slapped Wang Kun directly and said angrily: "You can do it! They didn't provoke you, so you just make trouble for them. You have
Something’s wrong!”
After being slapped and looking at his father with an angry face, Wang Kun seemed to remember something and whispered: "He seems to be the certificate of admission to the school personally issued by the vice dean." As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped again by Wang Zelong.
.
"You can do it! You don't even understand the person's identity, so you dare to go up and provoke the person who can be received personally by the vice-dean. Are you someone you can provoke? You don't even think about what kind of school Aoki Academy is.
" Feeling that the slap was not enough to relieve his anger, Wang Zelong slapped him a few more times.
"You beat my son." Wang Kun's mother immediately stopped and grabbed Wang Zelong's clothes and shouted quickly: "Hurry up and find a way for me. That kid dares to beat my son. If you don't resolve the matter, I and I will
You're not done yet." Now he didn't dare to act recklessly. If he made Wang Zelong angry, he might get beaten.
Listening to his wife who was still yelling, Wang Zelong's eyes flashed with impatience. He dialed the police station and asked: "Hello, comrades police, I am Wang Zelong, Wang Kun's father. I want to ask who beat my son.
Who is that person? Have you caught him?" Although I knew it was impossible to catch him, I just wanted to ask and find out what happened.
"Sorry, we don't have any clues yet."
Hearing this, a trace of disdain flashed in Wang Zelong's eyes. He just wanted money, so he opened his mouth and said: "To thank the police comrades for helping me find the murderer, I am willing to fund the police 200,000 yuan."
"This is easy to talk about. There will be news soon."
Listening to the busy signal coming from the mobile phone, Wang Zelong's eyes became even more disdainful. A group of guys who believed in money looked at the pretending and humbling son and sat aside impatiently.