Wang Yuyu apologized profusely, with enthusiasm that was almost numb.
But Hanabi didn't quite buy it. She meditated attentively and said coldly: "If I guess correctly, that person should be Mr. Painter of "Hesperides". He is one of the "Earth Demons"
A wanted criminal. How could you, Wang Yugong, not know that such a murderous man and powerful dragon were crossing the border? You are not joking with us when you talk about negligence in work?"
Wang Yuyu apologized with an embarrassed face and said: "Hey, to tell you the truth, this time the deer competition really involved too much of our manpower and energy. We are not as good as the General Administration, and we are already a little stretched. This time it is really... ugh...
…”
Wang Yuyu let out a long sigh, turned around and held Sun Suhe's hand affectionately, and said sincerely: "Mr. Su He, I finally meet you. It's better to meet you than to be famous. You are indeed a handsome man with elegant character."
I originally wanted to have a drink with you at Mr. Qian Wu’s collection, but hey, I didn’t expect it to end up like this.”
Sun Suhe felt funny in his heart. He still knew how much he weighed, but he didn't believe that Guild Wang Yu couldn't tell. Although he was obviously powerful and powerful, he was not arrogant at all. He was so enthusiastic towards a nobody like me.
He can still say polite words so sincerely, this Wang Yuyu is really an unfathomable old fox.
Naturally, Sun Suhe wouldn't get carried away because of these few words, but since the other party was willing to give him face, he couldn't be ungrateful. He smiled and complimented: "If you don't mind, just call me Su He. I've long admired my name, but I don't think so."
When I think of actually meeting Wang Yugong, you are really awesome, even that painter will run away."
Wang Yuyu shook his head, "Hey, I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed. Su He, please don't say that. If you hadn't hurt him to such an extent, I wouldn't have been able to scare him so easily."
Hanabi raised her eyelids and asked: "Then why not take advantage of the situation to pursue him and capture him in one fell swoop?"
Wang Yuyu smiled bitterly, with a distressed look on his face, "You have to be cautious, you have to be cautious. If you really want to deal with this level of key criminals, you must formulate a strategy early, recruit all the people, and lay out a dragnet to make sure nothing goes wrong. Only I can do it.
, maybe I can control him, but if he rushes into the city in anger and starts killing people before I control him, it will be a huge disaster, so I have to be careful."
There was a noise in the distance, and Sun Suhe followed the sound and saw that there were cars and people rushing towards this direction in a large formation.
Wang Yuyu said: "It's our people. These bastards have finally arrived."
The people who came here all had resolute faces and were dressed in crisp black suits. They acted extremely skillfully and professionally. While they quickly carried out examination, diagnosis and emergency treatment, they carried Sun Suhe, Hua Huo and Lu Weishuang on stretchers and sent them to three vehicles respectively.
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Sun Suhe lay down obediently. At this point, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Before getting in the car, Hanabi glanced at Sun Suhe with a complicated expression. On her chest, the bloody traces on the ancient wooden seal had faded to the point where she could barely see clearly. She closed her eyes and recited a spell silently in her heart.
, the wooden seal suddenly trembled, and the blood-colored light traces completely disappeared.
Sun Suhe was lying on the stretcher when he suddenly felt weak. His vision became blurred and his mind became dizzy. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Drop, drop, drop...
Medical instruments make mechanical and monotonous sounds, cutting time accurately.
Sun Suhe opened his eyes, his head still a little groggy. He turned his stiff neck slightly, and looked around. He seemed to be lying in a hospital ward, with an intravenous drip on his hand, and there were all kinds of cries everywhere.
Unnamed medical devices.
There is a middle-aged man sitting next to the hospital bed. He looks short in stature, but the muscles on his body are as compressed as those made of bronze and iron. There are a few traces of gray on the temples that cannot be concealed on his face.
The color of sorrow.
As soon as he noticed that Sun Suhe had woken up, his originally empty eyes immediately revealed a frightening look. He coughed and said with great respect and concern in a hoarse voice: "Mr. Suhe, you're awake. Please lie down peacefully first.
I'll ask the doctor to come over."
Sun Suhe watched him leave blankly, and soon he came back with a doctor in a white coat. The doctor looked like a middle-aged aunt, slightly fat, and always seemed to have a smile on her round face.
The doctor looked at the data on the instrument, did some routine examinations for Sun Suhe, and then asked: "Do you feel any discomfort in your body?"
Sun Suhe shook his head, "No, I just feel, um, a little tired."
"Don't worry, this is normal." The doctor nodded, and then said a lot about rest and rest before leaving with the test results.
"Mr. Su He, please forgive me for interrupting your rest. I have something I want to ask you anyway."
It seems that this man has been guarding me for a long time. He is so polite and courteous. He probably doesn't come to trouble me. Sun Suhe greeted me humbly: "Don't talk about you. I'm sorry. Just call me Su He. What do you do?
call?"
"My name is Yu Fangping. If you don't mind, you can call me Lao Yu."
Sun Suhe saw that his tone was quite sincere, not the kind of fake social rhetoric, so he didn't bother to say those boring polite words and asked directly: "Okay, Lao Yu. What do you want to ask me?"
"Do you still remember the two people who picked you up for the banquet in the afternoon? Dong Tao and Wu Chao, please tell me what happened to them. I want to know..." Yu Fangping said, his eyes uncontrollably turning red.
He turned his head, coughed, and forcibly calmed down his emotions before continuing: "I want to know how, how did they die."
Sun Suhe looked at Yu Fangping, and his chest felt sore. He finally understood why he and he were strangers, but at first glance he felt that he had a familiar and unique temperament. Yes, this serious and capable temperament was exactly the same as Dong Tao's.
, Wu Chao and Wu Chao were exactly the same. Although he had only just met the two of them, no one could be ruthless. Moreover, Sun Suhe felt that he was partly responsible for their deaths.
Feeling sad and angry, and even more entangled with guilt, Sun Suhe sat up with support and solemnly told the story of how Dong Tao and Wu Chao were killed by Mr. Hua, as well as all the details that could be recalled.
I told Yu Fangping.
Yu Fangping pestered Sun Suhe three times, and after confirming all the details, he thanked him repeatedly, and then turned around and left in a hurry. Sun Suhe looked at Yu Fangping's resolute and sad back, and secretly sighed: I can't protect myself, let alone avenge you.
That's all I can do. I hope it can comfort your souls in heaven a little.