Therefore, the old man did not blame Lu Beichen for speaking too seriously.
Bao Sihan knew it in his heart, and his tone was particularly firm, and he opened his lips: "I will catch it."
He will definitely give an explanation.
Mr. Lu nodded and silently sat by the bed to watch over his granddaughter.
The anger in Lu Beichen's heart also dissipated a lot, but he still complained a little: "It's best this way."
Suddenly, the door of the ward was pushed open.
Tang Ze came in in a hurry and didn't even have time to say hello to them. He leaned over and said a few words in his father's ear.
Bao Sihan's face gradually turned cold and he said, "I'll leave for a while."
Mr. Lu felt something in his heart and responded: "Well, let's watch over here."
Tang Ze pushed Bao Sihan away, and the two of them went to a relatively remote place. There were no people around and there was only a lonely factory.
Bao Sihan got out of the car and was pushed into the factory, looking at the chaotic environment in front of him expressionlessly.
Tang Ze pushed his father back and forth in the factory with ease, and finally they stopped at the entrance of a closed warehouse.
The door was rusty, and there were several well-trained bodyguards standing next to it, as if they had been waiting for a long time.
Seeing the two of them appear, they immediately lowered their heads and showed respect.
Bao Sihan looked up at the dilapidated door and asked softly: "Is everything ready?"
"They're all here," Tangze replied.
Everyone who will take action tonight is here.
It was not sent to the police station.
"Then go in."
Bao Sihan's tone was very soft, as if he was talking about something insignificant.
But everyone who has been with him knows that this is the prelude to Bao Sihan getting angry, the calm before the storm.
Tang Ze unconsciously squeezed the armrests tightly, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, as if he had heard the news of the deaths of those people inside.
However, they deserve it!
He suddenly felt angry in his heart, and the bodyguard next to him had opened the door and immediately pushed the master in.
Sitting in a wheelchair, Bao Sihan first looked around the warehouse, then his eyes fell on these people and passed by them one by one.
Among them was the person who stabbed Lu Jingyu.
Suddenly, his face turned cold and his aura was fierce. He picked up the baseball bat at hand and a trace of violence flashed in his eyes: "Bring him here."
Bao Sihan pointed directly at that person.
"Bring that person over here." Tang Ze ordered the bodyguard on the side.
This man's hands and feet were tightly tied with ropes, and his mouth was stuffed with something. He could only barely utter a few sobs.
He was dragged in front of Bao Sihan, and just as he raised his head to meet his gaze, Bao Sihan quickly took action, and the baseball bat suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
"Woo!"
This man looked horrified, the baseball bat was magnified on his face, and the subconscious fear appeared in his eyes.
Huh, I thought this kind of person wouldn't be afraid.
Bao Sihan sarcastically thought inwardly, then the stick came down and hit him firmly on the forehead, the blow was cruel and heavy.
When Bao Sihan looked at this face, he would think of the knife he stabbed Lu Jingyu and the dazzling bright red color.
The anger inside him surged, and he kept turning his wrists, throwing down one stick after another.
The ferocity emanating from his body made everyone in the warehouse feel afraid.
It seemed like he was going to beat people to death!
The person who was beaten kept wailing, and something was clearly stuffed in his mouth, but it sounded heartbreaking. Another blow was hit on his arm with a stick, and the joints on his hand were already swollen.