Chapter 817 (2/2)

Wang Peng struggled to climb down from the bed and leaned on a crutch.

Brother Yijiao was a little helpless to see him like this: ”peng'er, let's go. You'll recover here!”

He is really afraid that Wang Peng will have an accident when he goes out. At that time, Wu Yang must blame him for not watching Wang Peng, but can he watch Wang Peng like this? Who can restrain him except Zhang Wen?

Brother Yijiao also has a sad face.

”It's all right. I'll break Zhiyong's leg with my own hands!” Wang Peng said fiercely with murderous spirit in his eyes.

Brother Yijiao sighed and gathered the people in the hospital. There were almost a dozen. With a few people who went out to find Zhiyong, they could look like seventeen or eight.

After taking a few cars, they drove towards Zhiyong's night scene.

On the way, Wang Peng called his brother there to keep an eye on Zhiyong. Don't let him run away.

The brother promised on the phone that Zhiyong was playing with women at night. He had a lot of fun. He didn't even let him go.

Wang Peng had an evil smile on his face.

In fact, why can Wang Peng's people find Zhiyong so quickly?

Is it because Wang Peng's people are powerful? fucking great?

no

Because Zhiyong didn't hide at all!

It's time to play and eat every day!

He doesn't believe that Wang Peng dares to come to him, let alone that Wang Peng will come to him. He thinks that Wang Peng should be recovering from his injury in the hospital now. Where is there time to come?

Zhiyong doesn't care about Wang Peng at all.

Although he was surprised by Wang Peng's momentum that day, now he is not afraid of anything after he slows down.

God, he's Lao two!

Moreover, Zhiyong must come out these days. He wants to release news outside to let everyone on the road in Jinhai know that Zhang Wen is going to deal with boss Wang.

But the news seems to spread a little slowly, much slower than Zhiyong imagined.

He is also worried, but he can't be too obvious. It makes people feel that he is deliberately spreading it.

That's not the effect Zhiyong wants.

Zhiyong can't do that.

At night, as the music roared, Zhiyong took his three younger brothers, hugged a girl on a sofa and swayed vigorously with the rhythm.

Ow, Ow~

In the evening, there was cheering all the time.

The atmosphere tonight is particularly good. The new DJ renders the atmosphere quite well. The rhythm is good. There are slow in fast and hi in slow~

”Shake it up ~” DJ took the mark and completely promoted the atmosphere.

Zhiyong's big bald head is particularly eye-catching at night. At this moment, he is also hi.

However, Zhiyong's way of hi is a little different from others.

What's different?

When others get up, they shake their heads, beat their body, stamp their feet and so on.

But what about Zhiyong?

When he was old, he became independent and selfless, like entering a state of cultivation, and everything around him seemed to disappear in his mind. In his world, there are only hi Dafa's music and Zhiyong's figure alone~

No one listens and no one does anything.

Just frown, close your eyes and shake his big head hard.

Suddenly it looked like a mad dog was ready to bite~

Woof, woof!

Ow, Ow!

Tonight's volunteers, the most swing!