"Yi Zihao! I...I am willing to say anything, but I hope there is one thing, that is, you don't...stop plucking my fingers. I...I would rather die than have you pry my fingers!"
Murong Weiye was so painful that his nose and tears flowed together. He was not as awesome and coaxing as before.
"Damn! Pretending! You deserve it!"
"Just now, you looked like you wouldn't even say anything until you die, but now you're regretting it. I fucking despise this kind of person the most."
"This is called don't pretend to be cool, or you will be struck by lightning if you pretend to be cool!"
…
The people at the scene looked down upon him for a while, deeply looking down on a scum like Murong Weiye.
"Tell me! Who sent someone here?" Ye Zihao asked coldly with a grim expression.
"Yes...it's Murong Sen! He gave me 50 million, and also asked me to secretly install live ammunition. The purpose is to take advantage of Ye Zihao's lack of attention and shoot a sneak attack."
Murong Weiye confessed, and he exposed shocking and violent information.
"Murong Sen?"
Everyone was shocked for a while, but at this time, someone pointed at the door and shouted loudly, "No! Murong Sen ran away!"
"Fuck! Chase!"
"Catch him back!"
"Kill him!"
…
People at the scene saw Murong Sen trying to escape, so they chased him like a swarm of swarms.
Murong Sen was seen running alone in front, while hundreds of people were chasing him behind him.
That scene!
Quite shocking!
As a result, Murong Sen still couldn't escape far and was chased by those angry people.
Someone picked up a brick and threw it forward.
"Ouch!"
The back of Murong Sen's head was hit with a brick and his head was bleeding. He threw himself forward like a hungry dog throwing shit.
As a result, when he stumbled, the people behind him caught up with him.
So without saying a word, everyone punched and kicked Murong Sen for a while. No matter how Murong Sen screamed, begged for mercy, or struggled, they did not stop.
"Don't... don't slap me in the face!!"
"Don't kick me down there!"
"Fuck you!! You kicked me after I told you? Ouch...Help!! Someone come quickly!"
As a result, Murong Sen was beaten to a bloody head, with a bruised nose and a swollen face. To use a classic dialogue from Zhou Xingchi's movie to describe it, he was beaten until he didn't even recognize his mother.
result!
Murong Sen was dragged out like a dead corpse.
"Master Liu! We have captured this bastard." At this time, someone dragged the dying Murong Sen back and threw him in front of Master Liu.
"Murong Sen! Are you guilty of committing a crime? Murong Weiye, was it your instigation?" Mr. Liu said with a majestic expression and a very serious tone.
"No...no!"
"If not, why did you run away just now?"
"He... they chased me, I... of course I wanted to run away?" Murong Sen seemed to still want to deny it and said.
"You can be tough or deny it, but Murong Weiye killed Feng Hu by mistake. Do you think the people from the Tiger Bodyguard Company will let you go?"
Mr. Liu said coldly.
"No...it's none of my business! The murderer was Murong Weiye!" Murong Sen looked like he refused to admit it.
At this time, Mr. Liu said coldly: "If you have any grievances, go tell the police! Someone! Send them both to the police station!"
"Yes! Master Liu!"
Someone responded and then escorted Murong Sen and the others away from the scene.
"Let me go! Let...let me go! I didn't kill anyone! This matter is none of my business!"
Murong Sen struggled hard, but he couldn't lose the strength of the two big men.
As the saying goes, justice lies in the heart!
So what if Murong Sen was stubborn? In the face of irrefutable evidence, he couldn't deny it even if he wanted to.
So what awaits him is only severe legal sanctions.
Murong Sen and the others were sent to the police station, and the champion of this bodyguard exchange competition belonged to the "Pretty Bodyguard Company".
Winning the national championship for the first time made "Pretty Bodyguard Company" famous.
In addition to well-known domestic bodyguard companies, there are also some corporate representatives participating in the competition.
They saw that everyone in the "Pretty Bodyguard Company" was very capable, so they signed a contract with the company on the spot.
Business!
That’s it!
Immediately afterwards, the conference awarded championship badges and banners, and this bodyguard exchange conference was concluded.
The only fly in the ointment is that a murder occurred, which put the conference under a lot of pressure from social public opinion.
At this time, Master Liu personally found Ye Zihao, gave Ye Zihao a mobile phone to answer the call, and said, "Mr. Ye! This is the number my young master gave you."
"oh?"
Ye Zihao looked a little surprised, but since Madman Liu called, it would be a bit uninteresting if he didn't answer the call.
"Crazy Liu! Have you improved your drinking capacity?" Ye Zihao started teasing and said.
"Boss! Don't tell me, I've been called 'I won't get drunk after a thousand cups' recently."
Crazy Liu said with a proud look on his face.
"Oh? Then let's drink Erguotou, don't you?"
"Why don't you dare!"
"Okay! Let's drink from the discussion box when the time comes!"
"Drinking from the box? I...fuck! I can't beat you!! You are crazier than me, Crazy Liu."
Crazy Liu was so frightened that he immediately regretted it.
We used to talk about cups, then we talked about bottles, and now we talk about boxes? This boss is so damn scary!
"I told you that you just had a bad time."
Ye Zihao laughed and cursed, and said.
"hey-hey!"
Crazy Liu smiled awkwardly. After a moment, he suppressed his smile, his tone became sincere, and said: "Boss! Brothers want to see you."
"Look! Mainly I want to live a normal life." Ye Zihao shrugged and said.
"Boss! Isn't it boring to live with us?" Crazy Liu asked and said.
"What do you think?"
“It’s quite exciting!”
Madman Liu smiled bitterly, recalling those turbulent years, the bloody storms, the flash of swords and the shadows of swords were not enough to describe it.
But isn’t this how brotherhood is cultivated?
"Okay! Everyone has his own ambitions. Although I have left my previous circle, you are still my brothers."
Ye Zihao also felt that the atmosphere was a bit sad, so he quickly changed the topic.
But at this time, Madman Liu asked seriously, "Boss! Are you still feeling guilty about that?"
"Guilty! Guilty for the rest of my life!"
Ye Zihao's expression suddenly became sad, then he hung up the phone and turned around to leave in silence.
In a corner, he lit a cigarette alone. He took a deep breath and exhaled it. In the smoke, his strong profile looked particularly cold.
At this time, he was silent, just sitting there, like a wounded wolf, licking his wounds alone.
Although some people have tried their best, for some people, they will feel guilty for a lifetime.
I saw Ye Zihao lighting three cigarettes and standing them up like three sticks of incense.
The smoke slowly rose, and Ye Zihao's expression became increasingly gloomy.