A series of rapid braking sounds, coupled with the inertia of a sudden stop, caused Wen Feng, who was dripping with irritation, to shoot his upper body roughly into the cab, and his nose banged against the gear lever.
"**!! Why did it drip??" Wen Feng covered his sore nose, shook his head vigorously, and asked the driver confusedly.
"It fell... it fell... it fell!!" The driver stumbled, his legs trembling, and added: "I... I... locked the door!!"
"It fell, what should I do...?" Wen Feng repeated, followed the driver's gaze and turned around, holding back the second half of the sentence. He paused for less than three seconds, went crazy for a moment, and jumped.
Got out of the car.
Six to seven meters away, Monroe's denim jacket had many broken parts, exposed flesh, turned over, and pools of blood. The most frightening thing was her head, where her hair seemed to be dripping with blood.
It had been soaked in it, and strands of it were scattered on the ground.
"Fuck!!...Hurry! Hurry! Lift someone up!" Wen Feng looked at Monroe and was stunned for a long time. His face turned pale and he shouted incoherently to the strong man in the co-pilot.
"Bang!"
The strong man in the co-pilot covered his scratched head, retched twice, and staggered off.
After Wen Feng shouted, he rushed to Monroe's side in a few steps, and quickly turned his head on the ground. He saw that Monroe's face was not injured, and she was not unconscious. Even her eyes were a little dull, as if she was a little stunned.
Already......
"Fuck!! What do you think you are trying to do?! We didn't do anything to you, so why are you pulling this ball?" Wen Feng said helplessly while pulling Monroe up.
"Crack, bang!"
As soon as Monroe moved, her whole body seemed to fall apart, and the sound of dislocated bones could be heard.
"Lift him, lift him!!" The strong man who ran over also grabbed Monroe's legs. The two of them lifted Monroe up as gently as possible.
...
Forty minutes later, in the hospital closest to the airport expressway in the city, Wen Feng and two other people were sitting on chairs, talking with long sighs.
"You're such a good girl. We've done so much harm to JB. Damn it, why don't I have children in the future!" said the uninjured strong man, smoking a cigarette and getting angry.
"...Don't talk nonsense and just sigh. If you really have that face, you won't have to eat tomorrow! If you go to the construction site to work as a laborer, then I think you are awesome, you have to urinate...
...You still fucking point at this line of life every day, and after that, you always remind everyone that you are very different, you are so shining with Buddha's light, are you fucking tired?" Another injured strong man said in disgust.
One sentence.
His reaction does not necessarily mean that this person is cold-blooded and ruthless. On the contrary, I feel that the other person's words may have entered his heart, so he became angry when he thought about whether to have a child in the future.
Already!!!
Because this thing is really harmful, and it is indeed safe to have a child, how can he not be angry???
The two of them were talking to each other, both of them quarreling with ugly expressions, while Wen Feng sat on the stool and waited quietly without saying a word.
"Tap tap tap...!"
In the corridor, a fat body with belly fat hanging out and sweat dripping from the elevator ran out of the elevator. Before the person arrived, he shouted breathlessly: "What's going on? Old Wen!"
"...She told me that the door was not closed tightly. Can I believe your answer?" Wen Feng looked up at Yuan Yuan and asked.
"She told you??? She can still talk? She's not dead? Then tell me that your head is deformed! I thought I was fucking dead!" Yuanyuan wiped the sweat from his forehead,
He cursed silently.
"...At that time, I thought she was dead. No, the doctor came out just now and said that although she had multiple severe fractures and a slight concussion, the speed was not high and she was not run over by the tires. It was nothing.
Big deal!" Wen Feng replied slowly.
"Fuck, why are you watching? How can you, sir, let him get out of the car?" When Yuan Yuan heard that nothing was wrong, he immediately got into trouble and began to question Wen Feng.
"My fucking monitor? How much do you pay me to keep an eye on it for twenty hours? It's always been fine. Who would have thought that she would jump out of the car! Damn it!" Wen Feng said with a sullen expression.
"You are derelict in your duties!"
"I'm going to ruin your father's basket. I'm tired. Just stay here!" Wen Feng replied and stood up directly. He glanced at Yuan Yuan and turned around with the other two people.
"Beep bell bell!!"
As soon as Yuan Yuan lifted his buttocks and sat down, the phone rang. He took it out, glanced at it, and picked it up casually.
"Hey, Lao Tan, um, I'm here, you're here?? Then come up, damn, there's no one else, just me, eh, eh, come up!" Yuanyuan answered the phone and said a few words casually.
, and then hang up.
Downstairs, Tan Yong stopped his Jeep, scanned the hall three or four times in a row, then took out the car key and started walking.
He really doesn't want to deal with people like Yuanyuan, but he still needs to keep in touch recently, so when he meets, he almost always chooses a closed place with few people to avoid being seen by acquaintances, for fear of having a negative impact.
After getting off the car, Tan Yong took the elevator upstairs with a stern look on his face. When he got to the corridor, he saw Yuan Yuan sitting on a chair smoking a cigarette over there. He lowered his head and walked over.
"How are you doing?" Tan Yong asked with a frown.
"It's nothing serious, just surgery!" Yuan Yuan glanced at Tan Yong and said without seeming to be too enthusiastic.
"How did you do it, there are so many people, and you can't even look down on a little girl?" Tan Yong said with a face, as if someone owed him money.
Yuan Yuan was speechless after hearing this, and it seemed a bit familiar. He chirped, then changed the subject and said, "Tang Biao, why is there no movement over there?"
"Let him stir things up in his own home. Why don't you have to struggle with this for a few days?" Tan Yong said casually, still standing with no intention of sitting down.
"You have to hurry up, I don't even know if that kid has escaped from hh city!"
"Fuck, I'm not Tang Biao. Whenever he does it, I'll tell him where to go!!" Tan Yong showed an angry expression, was silent for a moment, and then added: "I'll go back later and give him some time."
pressure!"
"What kind of pressure??" Yuanyuan asked, stunned for a moment.
"... Just say that Zhang Xu will be arrested, scare him!" Tan Yong replied indifferently.
"Haha, what a trick!" Yuan Yuan looked at Tan Yong with disdain and smiled sarcastically.
"As long as everything is okay, I'm leaving first!" Tan Yong didn't want to stay with Yuanyuan for a minute longer. He just came here to take a quick look, and that's all if he can do business.
"Bang!"
The door of the operating room was pushed open, and an older man shouted: "Who is Wen Feng?"
"...What's wrong with me??" Yuanyuan paused for a moment, then frowned and agreed.
"Oh, the patient inside said that she wanted Wenfeng to call a man named Tan Yong. She had something to say!" The doctor said casually, turned around and walked in.
Outside the door, the two looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion.
ps: There is one more chapter, which will be posted later.