Chapter 99 (1/2)
Zhang Dabiao's leopard eyes are round his eyebrows, and his pupils are scarlet. He is carrying a machete and is ferocious. A group of Lu Mingzhi's men step back and look at Lu Mingzhi's expression. Everyone waited for Lu Ming's words. As long as he nodded a little, it would be a fight.
However, Lu Mingzhi's city is very deep. Wang Zhai's ability to take the girl is a promise. In addition, Tang Yang has borne all the losses and has nothing to say about it. In addition, if a hundred people fight and kill two people in their own club, it's hard to say. What's more, if it gets big and kills people, it will eventually affect their own business.
”Mr. Wang, I remember you!” Lu Mingzhi hesitated and waved to his people.
Wang Jie turned his head, smiled at Lu Mingzhi and said, ”you might as well see more clearly. You'd better remember my eyes. I wish you nightmares.”
With that, he took Hao Meng into the elevator.
After leaving the club, I don't know when it began to rain. The cold rain hit her face. Hao Meng, who had been in a state of shock and loss of soul, suddenly screamed like waking up from a dream.
There was a cry of sobbing in his mouth. He couldn't hear what she was saying and didn't know what she wanted to express. Wang Jie was very sad. He wrapped his thin body in the sheet and repeated again and again: ”Hao Meng, I'm Wang Jie. Don't be afraid in the future. Come home with me...”
Zhang Dabiao set the car on fire and walked quickly through the clouds.
In the car, Hao Meng kept shouting high and low, like a kitten tortured by a nightmare. Until his voice became hoarse and could not make a sound, he looked at the glass window with his eyes as before.
”Da Biao, hurry up and go there!”
Wang Jie was extremely lost and urged again and again.
When the car drove into Qianyuan Hutong, before it stopped steadily, Wang Jie rushed to the hanging pot Zhai with Hao Meng in his arms.
In the hanging pot Zhai, a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine made Hao Meng look like a great enemy and watch everyone around him with vigilance. Fortunately, aunt Xiao was there. After a few words, she understood what had happened. She frowned and said, ”these dregs, do evil, you retreat to the outside for the time being, and I'll deal with it!”
After waiting for about two quarters of an hour, the door opened. Hao Meng had changed her clothes. Her wet hair showed that Aunt Xiao had washed her body. However, Hao Meng still hides timidly in the corner of the bed, but it can be seen that she seems to trust aunt Xiao more because of women at the same time.
”Fortunately, the girl's body is still there!” Aunt Xiao whispered to the king, ”however, the child has a lot of bruises. He must have been tortured by human beings. Who is she? ”
Wang Kai shook his head. It was not a matter of one or two words.
Rob wants to cut all the veins for Hao Meng, but Hao Meng looks nervous and keeps shrinking back. It was aunt Xiao who coaxed her gently for a long time. Hao mengcai timidly stretched out his hand.
Rob cut his pulse, frowned and robbed the king, and went to the outside.
”Zheng Zhong's disease is a kind of visceral mania. It's very difficult. It's caused by continuous stimulation. It's not easy to treat!” Rob whispered to the king.
Wang Jie knows that the so-called Zheng Zhong's disease is actually a psychosis. And the stress of somnolence is one of the most difficult mental diseases in ancient times. The five zang organs are unbalanced, the heart is lack of Yin, and the liver is full of fire. It is superstitious, that is, the soul is restless.
”Is this Hao Aiguo's daughter?” Lao Luo asked.
Wang Jie nodded, frowned and said, ”Sir, can you cure it?”
Lao Luo sighed and said, ”it's really pathetic. He was still a happy family several decades ago. Now he has lost his wife and children. Boy, I can only say try it. You know, Qi, phlegm, fire and blood stasis blend. It is difficult to treat the disease of visceral irritability since ancient times. ”
Zhang Dabiao hung his head and said in a low voice, ”rob brother, it's all my bad, you punish me!”
”Forget it!” Wang Jie looked at Zhang Dabiao helplessly and said, ”Zheng Zhong's disease didn't happen overnight. She should have been depressed and become ill after witnessing her father's murder. You did well in the club just now. Anyway, fortunately, we kept her innocence.”
”Brother rob, you hurt Guo Sheng and smashed Lu Mingzhi's club. They won't give up!” Zhang Dabiao warned.