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Fu Conglin also heard the movement, and frowned: "What?"

Wei Xingzhou swallowed hard.

It confirmed that what I saw before was not wrong.

The person who bumped into him in the corridor was Shi Wan.

And the woman next to her looked familiar too.

Wei Xingzhou recalled it for a few seconds and then remembered that it was Shi Wan's friend, whom he had met before.

Seeing Wei Xingzhou hesitant to speak, Fu Conglin took two steps forward, stood in the corridor, and followed his gaze.

At first, his face was expressionless, and then his expression turned cold.

Mr. Huang turned his wrist, slapped Shi Wan and still felt dissatisfied, so he wanted to grab Shi Wan's hair and cursed: "What a shame to sell it! Today I will let you know whether I am worthy or not!" !"

After speaking, he gave Shiwan a moment.

Wen Qing stood in front of Shi Wan and sobbed.

With a gloomy face, Fu Conglin strode over and kicked Mr. Huang viciously with lightning speed!
Mr. Huang flew nearly two meters away and lay on the ground howling in pain.

Standing in front of Mr. Huang, he crushed Mr. Huang's hand that slapped Shi Wan with his foot, and said violently, "Who gave you the courage to do something to her?"

Fu Conglin showed no mercy, and did not restrain the strength of his feet.

He has never touched Shi Wan before, how dare this man?

Mr. Huang's heart-piercing screams, like killing a pig, spread throughout the corridor.

The door of 309's box was wide open. Hearing this movement, they ran out one after another, and stared at the scene, stunned.

Everyone present held their breath and remained silent.

"Huh?" Fu Conglin asked coldly, his voice seemed to be frosted.

Boss Huang was so drunk that he didn't know why, and he looked back at howling in pain, but he refused to accept: "Do you know who I am! Get the hell out of me! Be careful, I will make you eat and walk around!"

"Ha..." Fu Conglin sneered with a cold face, his shiny and expensive high-end leather shoes glistened under the light, and he twisted his toes, "Really, you're really kind."

The shrill scream sounded again.

Mr. Huang couldn't be arrogant anymore, his mouth trembled from the pain, and he felt like his hand bones were going to be broken.

No matter how chaotic the people who came out of 309 were, they were a little sober now. When they saw Fu Conglin and recognized him, they were instantly shocked!

All of them were pale, trembling and sweating.

They all mourned in silence for Mr. Huang, it's over, it's the iron plate.

The middle-aged man who opened the door for Shi Wan at the beginning wiped the sweat from his forehead, and walked over tremblingly, "Fu Shao--Fu Shaohao, it was us who didn't know Taishan and bumped into you. You don't remember Forgive us if you are a villain.”

Boss Huang, who was lying under Fu Conglin's feet, was also sober now. Realizing who the person above his head was, his heart skipped a beat, full of bitterness and regret.

He repeatedly begged for mercy, crying bitterly, "I was wrong, I was wrong, Mr. Fu, I know I was wrong, please, I don't dare to do it again! I am blind, please let me go! Please!"

"I think you play very well." The man spoke softly, but his voice made everyone present tremble involuntarily.

"Do you know who she is?" Fu Conglin squatted down slightly, still stepping on Mr. Huang's hand, crushing him mercilessly again and again.

He raised his hand and patted Boss Huang's face, his dark eyes were extremely sinister, "You dare to hit my wife? I've given you face, huh?"

Mr. Huang's face was bloodless, and his eyes were dull.

Fu Conglin let go of him, lifted his foot and kicked again, once, twice, three times...

Mr. Huang kept rolling and crying.

There were endless screams.

But no one dared to step forward to help.

Following Zhao Xian who came out of the box, he put his hand on Fu Conglin's shoulder.

The man gave him a stern look.

Zhao Xian almost had a heart attack.

Still opened his mouth to persuade: "Third Brother, enough is enough."

Feeling that his tone was a little blunt, Zhao Xian gently reminded: "Go and see the third sister-in-law first."

Fu Conglin's stern and cold aura subsided a little. He looked down at Mr. Huang who was curled up on the ground with wet crotch, and warned in a cold voice, "This is not over."

Turning on his toes, the man bent down and picked up Shi Wan.

Then he ordered quietly, "Send her back."

She refers to Wenqing.

Shi Wan's cheeks were red and swollen, she clutched Fu Conglin's collar tightly, shook her head vigorously, and said in a hoarse voice, "Go to the hospital."

Fu Conglin lowered his eyes, caught a glimpse of the slap print on her fair cheek, and suddenly became furious, and hugged her tightly.

Shi Wan: "Ah Qing has been drugged and needs to go to the hospital."

Hearing this, Fu Conglin narrowed his eyes dangerously, clenched his teeth tightly, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.

"What about you?"

Shi Wan shook her head weakly, "I'm fine."

Her face was flushed and she looked embarrassed, no matter how she looked, she didn't look like she was okay.

Fu Conglin left with her in his arms, and bumped into the driver in the mansion in the lobby of the Shengxiao Pavilion.

The driver was shocked: "Miss Shi... Mr. Fu."

With a cold face, Fu Conglin didn't say a word, and carried Shi Wan into the house, "Go home."

The driver was in a hurry to drive the car, feeling frightened.

He went up in 9 minutes, and he was ahead of schedule...

He shouldn't be the one to blame.

The cabin is quiet.

Fu Conglin indifferently closed his eyes and feigned sleep, his thin lips were tightly pursed, his face was cold and gloomy.

Shi Wan was dizzy, her cheeks from the slapping were burning hot, and her stomach was also very uncomfortable.

She was sweating all over and felt uncomfortable.

After a while, Fu Conglin opened his eyes.

He raised his hand and brought Shi Wan to him, holding her chin and lifting it up.

Shi Wan opened her eyes bewilderedly, in a daze.

The man's fingertips gently stroked her soft and hot cheeks, and his voice was cold: "Aren't you very backbone, and you can still be bullied like this."

Shi Wan drank extremely strongly, her whole body was burning hot.

Fu Conglin's hand was warm and cold, and she approached uncontrollably, holding his hand and holding her face.

She closed her eyes, her voice was vague: "Uncomfortable..."

She looked really bad.

Fu Conglin turned his head and told the driver, "Go to the hospital."

The driver trembled, "Yes."

Half of her face was swollen, with obvious palm prints and bloodstains.

Fu Conglin's eyes were dark and gloomy, as if a huge abyssal storm was brewing, he clenched his teeth, as if he could tear people apart in the next second.

After being sent to the hospital, Shi Wan regained consciousness for a moment, worriedly grabbed Fu Conglin's clothes, and asked about Wen Qing's situation.

Fu Conglin's face was ugly, and he was still impatient, "Just take care of yourself."

Shi Wan couldn't hold on anymore and passed out, her fingertips were still tightly wrapped around Fu Conglin and refused to let go.

Fu Conglin walked to the quiet and deep corridor of the hospital. Smoking is prohibited in the hospital, so he twisted a cigarette in his hand, tossing and turning.

After a good cigarette was completely rotten under his hands, he mercilessly threw it into the trash can.

Then he took out his phone, looked at the dark night sky, and made a call.