Chapter 1995 (2/2)
When the two women met this kind of thing, their first reaction was that they couldn't believe it.
Then there is helplessness.
In this world, they are so small that no one will care.
Even hysterical tossing with people is just a chestnut in the sea.
”Aunt, what's the specific situation? Tell me.” at this time, a man's voice came from the side, which was somewhat cold and decadent, but very cold.
This is Wang Peng who came with Huang Wenjing.
He also frowned at this.
He can ignore other people's business, but this is Huang Wenjing's business, and he will try his best to do it.
Huang Wenjing's mother cried and said the story again.
”I went to the police station to report the case and went to the power center to ask someone for an explanation, but it was useless. Forget it, let's forget it! Otherwise boss Liang won't stop.” although she was unwilling, she still had a lingering fear when she recalled the picture of being pushed out of the river last night.
It doesn't matter whether they die or not. What if they come to harm Huang Wenjing again?
Huang Zhiwen is dead. She doesn't want to hurt Huang Wenjing any more.
Huang Wenjing was stunned. She couldn't believe what she heard.
A living man, just die?
”Mom, is there no royal law in Hengcheng!”
Her tears fell silently: ”quiet, listen to me. Boss Liang is not easy to mess with. Let's just forget it.”
These words have made Wang Peng angry.
He took a deep breath.
”Blood debts should be paid with blood.”
In Wang Peng's world, there is not too much nonsense. Fist is everything.
Since Hengcheng has no royal law, he uses his fist to create all this!
Appease Huang Wenjing's mother. Wang Peng and her come out of the ward.
Sitting on the corridor outside the hospital, Wang Peng squatted there smoking.
Huang Wenjing covered her eyes and wept silently.
Wang Peng's fingers are trembling.
for the first time.
It was the first time he felt so angry.
”Peng'er, do me a favor.” Huang Wenjing sobbed.
”Well, you said.” Wang Peng seemed to be calmer.
”Help my father take care of his affairs.”
”...” Wang Peng clenched his fist again.
Good people, why are they always so humble?
Be killed, used, or even pay the price of flesh and blood. In the end, we should choose a peaceful solution.
Thinking of this, Huang Wenjing lived in Wang Peng's building and burst into tears.
”My father is a good man. He has treasured me since childhood. He tries his best to make money for me and my mother. But why are good people so short-lived? Why does this happen to my father?”
Wang Peng's eyes began to beat with the spark of stars.
He whispered, ”during this time, you should stay with your aunt and don't think about anything else.”
Huang Wenjing sobbed and nodded slowly.
……
In the afternoon, Wang Peng returned to Jinhai city.
Huang Wenjing is his favorite in this life. For her, even dead Wang Peng has no complaints.
He kept repeating that sentence in his head.
Blood debts are paid with blood.
This incident also completely opened Wang Peng's way of killing!
At night, Wang Peng was drinking in a small bar with a cap.
Soon a tall and thin young man came in from the door.
This man seems to have some bad legs, but there is a trace of heroism in his eyebrows.
Extraordinary appearance.
Seeing the man on this side of the table, he strode over.
”Brother Peng...” he sat down.