The personal security guard of the beautiful president

Song Yang's injury was far lighter than he thought.

After sending him to the nearest Yanjing Sixth People's Hospital, Han Xue found a friend and performed surgery on Song Yang herself as quickly as possible.

When the opponent attacked, he didn't seem to deliberately want to kill him, so the internal damage was not serious. Three ribs were broken, but they were all easy-to-heal injuries, and as Han Xue expected, one rib stabbed his Lungs, but it is not a serious condition, and you can fully recover after a period of rest after surgery.

After the operation, Zhang Fengyi let Lian Fang take care of Song Yang there, and strode out of the hospital by himself.

He must not take this account lightly, but the most important thing is to find out what is going on.

Arriving at the Weiming gymnasium by car, Zhang Fengyi went straight to the gymnasium without saying a word.

"Stop!" shouted the disciple at the door, stepping forward to stop him.

Zhang Fengyi reached out with his left hand, grabbed the opponent's neck, and raised his feet at the same time, easily stumbling behind the opponent's feet.

flutter!

The guy fell on his back, although he was not hurt, but the pain was so painful that he couldn't help crying out in pain.

Zhang Fengyi had already walked past him and entered the gymnasium without stopping.

"It's you!" Another disciple wearing gymnastics uniforms came out, and it was Zhang Fengyi who saw clearly at a glance, "Irreverent! Stop for me, or I will be impolite!"

Zhang Fengyi also recognized this guy who had seen him that day, standing behind Song Wei, he was obviously a close disciple.At this moment, seeing the other party blocking him, his face darkened, and he rushed forward.

The other party clearly saw his movement, but he couldn't react in time. Just as he raised his hand, he was already kicked in the chest by the other party, and immediately flew backwards screaming.

Fortunately, Zhang Fengyi was merciful with this kick, and didn't want to mess around before he found out the truth of the matter, otherwise, just one kick would be enough to kill him.

But after the scream, the other disciples in the gym were also alarmed, and rushed out of the gym, surrounding Zhang Fengyi in the front yard.

"Tell Song Wei to come out and see me!" Zhang Fengyi shouted calmly without fear.

"It's you again!" Song Wei walked in from the outside of the crowd, wearing a martial arts suit, with a heroic look.

"Answer me!" Zhang Fengyi looked at him with a sullen face, and said every word, "Why did you hurt Song Yang?"

"What?" Song Wei asked in surprise, "When did I hurt him?"

"Still pretending?" Zhang Fengyi sneered, "You want to say that he just had an operation and is still lying in the hospital. I made this up?"

"Impossible!" Song Wei changed his face, "I just talked to him this morning and promised him not to pursue Fangfang's affairs. How could I beat him?! Where is he now? I want to see him!"

Zhang Fengyi couldn't see any problem from his expression, and frowned slightly: "The Sixth Hospital."

Song Wei said in a deep voice: "Let's go!" Going first, striding out.

"Master, what should I do if this guy came here to provoke trouble?" Su He beside him blurted out.

"Let's talk when I come back!" Song Wei said without saying a word, and had already passed Zhang Fengyi, without even changing his clothes, and walked towards the front door.

Zhang Fengyi thought for a while, then turned around and followed him away.

Things are getting weirder and weirder. Song Yang said it was his brother's fault. Is there something wrong with it?

***

When we arrived at the hospital, after seeing Song Yang who was still in a coma, Song Wei came out of the ward, angrily threw his fist and slammed it on the wall: "Who did it!"

Zhang Fengyi looked at him coldly.

Of course Song Wei understood what he meant, and was furious: "I am his brother!"

Zhang Fengyi said slowly: "I believe his words even more."

Song Weiju said in shock: "You said he said it? I don't believe it!"

Zhang Fengyi snorted coldly: "I don't need you to believe me."

It took Song Wei a long time to regain his composure, and said: "Believe it or not, after he came back yesterday, he persuaded me for a long time. I thought about it all night, and it was not until this morning that I agreed to let Fangfang go find my friend. Happiness. That's all for now, I, Song Wei, am worthy of the conscience of heaven and earth!"

Zhang Fengyi said coldly: "Really? If you have a conscience, then take care of him here!"

Song Wei glared at him: "Of course! I am his only relative, of course I want to take care of him here!"

"Okay!" Zhang Fengyi probed into the ward, "Fangfang, come out, we're leaving."

Lian Fang, whose eyes were red and swollen from crying, came out without even looking at Song Wei: "No, I want to take care of my uncle here."

Zhang Fengyi said lightly: "Be obedient, someone will take care of him."

Lian Fang pointed at Song Wei angrily: "You let this beast with a human face take care of Uncle Song? I won't do it!"

Song Weiting's expression changed.

This is definitely the first time to be scolded face to face with a beastly heart!

Zhang Fengyi grabbed her little hand: "I assure you, if something happens to Lao Song, everyone in the Weiming Gym will go and bury him with him, let's go."

Song Wei who was at the side was furious when he heard it, but when he met Zhang Fengyi's cold eyes, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

This guy is serious!

Lian Fang, who was originally excited, finally calmed down, gave a soft "um", took his arm, and left the ward with him.

After leaving the hospital, Zhang Fengyi said to Lian Fang: "You go home first, I'll go back later."

Seeing his expression, Lian Fang was slightly taken aback: "What do you want?"

Zhang Fengyi gently touched her cheek: "Don't worry, I just want to find out what's going on."

If he couldn't ask anything from Song Wei, or he didn't believe what he asked, then he had to start from other aspects.

***

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Fengyi quietly left the back door of the Weiming Dao Hall.

In the past half an hour, Song Wei's two proud apprentices, Fang Jian and Su He, were quietly arrested by him, and a private interrogation was held in a storage room of the Weiming Gym.

To his surprise, under his lynching, the two of them still gave the same answer as Song Wei.

You must know that ordinary people can hardly survive even 2 minutes under his lynching. These two guys were interrogated by him in turn, and each lasted more than 10 minutes. If you say they are still lying, Zhang Fengyi believes that they absolutely do not have that patience. force.

Could it be that Song Yang really made a mistake?

The problem is that Song Yang is still in a coma, unable to ask in detail, and it is difficult to confront him.

On the other hand, the news from the hospital said that Song Wei had been taking good care of Song Yang, and there was nothing special about it, which made things even more difficult.

He deliberately left Song Yang to Song Wei before, just to see if this guy would show his flaws when he took care of Song Yang alone.You must know that there is video surveillance in the ward, as long as Song Wei plays tricks, everything can be figured out, but now it is another matter.

Just as he was about to stop the car at the side of the road, the phone rang suddenly.

When he took out his mobile phone to look at it, it was an unfamiliar call, Zhang Fengyi pressed the answer button casually: "Hello?"

A male voice came from the other side: "Is it Zhang Fengyi, Mr. Zhang?"

Zhang Fengyi felt a little impressed by the voice: "Who are you?"

The male voice over there was overjoyed and said: "I finally got in touch with you! Mr. Zhang, did you forget? We once met once. I am Zhanhuan, the owner of Tianxiang Pavilion."

Zhang Fengyi was stunned.

No wonder the voice was impressive. Last time, Zhanhuan tried to invite him to join the Tianxiang Pavilion.

"I've been wanting to contact you since we parted last time, but I haven't been able to find your contact information after searching for a long time." Zhan Huan said with a smile, "Fortunately, God paid off, and finally let me find it."

Zhang Fengyi unexpectedly said: "The owner of the exhibition hall is looking for me..."

Zhan Huan said relaxedly: "It's nothing, I just hope that Mr. Zhang will give me a chance, so that I can treat you to a light meal, and then talk about the possibility of cooperation."

Zhang Fengyi secretly thought that you are really persevering, and vetoed: "There is no need to eat, I am not interested in joining any martial arts school."

Zhan Huan didn't show any frustration at all: "Mr. Zhang simply hurt Zhan a lot. Well, let me be blunt. In fact, there is another reason for this meal. A martial arts enthusiast hopes to ask Mr. Zhang Ask for some tips."

Zhang Fengyi said in amazement: "I don't understand how this can make me change my mind."

The laughter from the other side of Zhanhuan was tinged with evil intentions: "Mr. Zhang may not know that this martial arts enthusiast is a beautiful woman. I can guarantee that she is more charming than the beautiful student Miss Lianfang from the Weiming Gym."

Zhang Fengyi was even more surprised: "Wait, if I heard correctly, the owner of the exhibition hall is reminding me that if I go, there will be beauties to enjoy. Is that what you mean?"