Bian Hui had a bad premonition, but still nodded with difficulty, "Yes."
"Idiot, you've been fooled." Wu Lang cursed angrily and threw the phone directly on the hospital bed.
Bian Hui was slightly stunned. At this moment, one of his subordinates had picked up the phone, put it in front of his eyes, and started sliding his fingers.
Bian Hui looked at those photos, his expression suddenly stiffened, and his eyes flashed with disbelief.
how so?
He looked at Wang Fan and Huang Biaoqiang's arm-in-arms intimacy, especially when he looked at the check and the Persian cat that followed Wang Fan away, and he felt as if he was struck by thunder.
"This is impossible." Bian Hui's eyes became crazy, "Huang Biaoqiang has no reason to deal with me, why would he do this?"
"Now is a troubled time. Yuanmeng Pavilion has put huge pressure on both of our groups. Is he just starting a fight at this time? Is it because he is out of his mind?"
"You're out of your mind?" Wu Lang sneered, "I think you're out of your mind! Although I don't know what Huang Biaoqiang's purpose is, the things in the photos are real."
"He invited you to the Lieyan Club and told you about the death of Dongben Dalang. Your son offended Lin Ruoxue, and you went to take revenge, but he left temporarily because of something else. Then, you were crippled, but he was safe and sound."
"Are these too much of a coincidence?" Wu Lang asked, "I don't deny that coincidences exist in the world, but if so many coincidences collide, it is no longer a coincidence."
Wu Lang's tone became cold, "Bian Hui, I know you are eager to achieve great results, but you really let me down and waste my high regard for you."
After Wu Lang finished speaking, he immediately waved his sleeves and left, while Bian Hui looked ashen.
As soon as Wu Lang left, Bian Hui's subordinates just gave him a few token words, and then they all left, leaving only a few people to symbolically guard outside the ward.
Bian Hui is now useless and can hardly accomplish anything, so there is no need for them to continue to please him.
In the ward, Bian Hui roared angrily. If there hadn't been so many crooked ways, he would have been abolished and he wouldn't have been so uncomfortable.
But now, when he thought about being set up by Huang Biaoqiang, he felt a little angry.
Not willing to give in!
At the moment Bian Hui screamed angrily, a nurse wearing a white coat and a low-brim hat approached the ward on a cart.
None of the guarding subordinates paid attention. Bian Hui was already a disabled person and could not be harmed again.
The nurse entered the ward unimpeded, then took out a syringe and walked to Bian Hui's side.
Bian Hui subconsciously asked, "Who are you? How come I haven't seen you before?"
Years of blood training made him instinctively aware of danger.
"Young Master Bian, Brother Qiang sent me to take you on your way. Have a safe journey." The nurse smiled brightly and the needle suddenly pierced Bian Hui's body.
"You." Bian Hui was shocked! Under the threat of death, he didn't know where he got the strength to raise his broken arm and slashed at the nurse's head.
The nurse didn't care at all. She pushed down the needle with one hand and grabbed and twisted it with the other hand. Bian Hui's broken arm was shattered twice, and he let out a miserable howl.
The nurse took out the syringe, lifted the quilt up, covered Bian Hui's head directly, and pressed it down hard to block the sound.
But even so, it still attracted the attention of outsiders.
"What's going on?" Two young men rushed in quickly, and then their expressions changed drastically, "Who are you? Looking for death!"
They rushed toward the nurse frantically. In order to save time, one of them jumped up midway and swung his leg towards the nurse.
The momentum is strong and sinking.
The nurse smiled coldly, let go of the hand holding the quilt, and dodged to avoid the young man's sharp kick. Then, a scalpel suddenly appeared in her right hand and she lifted it up.
laugh.
The sharp scalpel was inserted directly into the young man's thigh, blood spurted out, and the young man opened his mouth and howled.
The nurse didn't pause. She quickly thrust out her right leg and kicked the young man in the chest, sending him flying out.
The other young man's face changed drastically. He took three steps back after being hit by his companion, and was about to continue to pounce forward.
The nurse rushed over to him, and with one stroke of her right hand, the scalpel cut directly through his throat, severing his life.
Two more young men rushed into the ward, looked at their companions and the blood-stained nurse, and screamed.
The nurse didn't mind at all, she was bumped into like a loach.
The scalpel in her hand was like a life-threatening sickle. As it flew up and down, blood splattered on the throats of the two young men, and they fell to the ground without making any sound.
The bright red blood flowed on the ground, dyeing it red. The smell of blood mixed with the smell of disinfectant was extremely unpleasant.
The nurse pushed aside these people and walked out of the ward without much pause, heading outside.
Several lazy young men from a distance came over after hearing the news, but the nurse had already disappeared without a trace.
After receiving the news, medical staff rushed to rescue him, but they were unable to save him.
Bian Hui's vitality has completely dissipated, and there is no breath.
But on his side, there was a big yellow letter written in blood.
In a car, Wu Lang got the news and punched the car window in anger.
He never thought that Huang Biaoqiang would be so audacious, even if he wanted to kill Bian Hui, he would kill someone and silence him.
The slap on the face was already making a snapping sound.
"Shark Gang, Huang Biaoqiang, Wang Fan, you are so good!" Wu Lang murmured, and his eyes once again couldn't help but let out unprecedented murderous intent.
He did not go back to see Bian Hui, let alone his dead brother, but went directly back to the Black Wolf Gang headquarters.
He wants to deploy and he wants to take revenge.
In a dark alley, the black Rakshasa who threw away her nurse's shirt walked out. She glanced around and quickly ran towards an ordinary car not far away.
After getting in the car, Black Rakshasa respectfully said to Wang Fan in the driver's seat, "Young Master Wang, it's done."
"Thank you for your hard work." Wang Fan looked at Hei Luosha's thin body and quickly took off his coat and put it on the latter, "Next, we should go to the Love Bar."
"Etiquette always requires reciprocity. Huang Biaoqiang plotted against Bian Hui and even killed Bian Hui. If the Wulang Gang doesn't show it, wouldn't it mean they are weak and can be bullied?"
"Young Master Wang, you are so bad." Black Rakshasa wanted to laugh, "In this case, no matter whether they suspect that someone is causing trouble or not, the conflict will be irreconcilable."
"Someone has to take the blame for Bian Hui's death. If coupled with the attack on the erotic bar, the two gangs will become hostile even if they know they are being used."
"If Huang Biaoqiang is killed again, the two gangs will even start a war. In that case, they will no longer have the energy to deal with us. What's more, there is a big enemy like Yuanmeng Pavilion outside."
Black Rakshasa smiled while analyzing Wang Fan's calculations thoroughly.
"Bad? What do you mean by bad?" Wang Fan pinched Black Rakshasa's pretty face angrily, "Brother, I am a good person, how can I be called bad? What's more, it was Bian Hui who provoked me first.
It can be said that his life is not good."
Wang Fan said and asked, "By the way, our people are very peaceful, right? At this juncture, we can't be in the limelight and find excuses for others."
"No, they all work, rest, and train. They are very peaceful." Black Rakshasa said.
"That's good." Wang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Black Rakshasa playfully, "However, you are wrong about one thing, Huang Biaoqiang cannot die yet."
"He can still be of great use if you keep him. Tonight, just bleed him, leave some wounds, and completely irritate him. Don't maim him, don't kill him, don't even take him to the hospital."
"Why? How useful can he be?" Black Rakshasa was a little puzzled.
"The secret must not be leaked." Wang Fan smiled mysteriously and let it pass.