The Metamorphosis System Makes Me the Protagonist

"I know Director Wang."

Xiao Du nodded, and was about to go to the village chief's house immediately.

But as soon as he went out, he was stopped by other staff members.

"Director Du, come and take a look. There seems to be something wrong with the machine, and the image is not displayed."

"Let me see."

Xiao Du immediately followed the staff member to the next room.

His memory does not need to be explained.

After half an hour, he came out of the room, ran down the mountain in a hurry, and drove to the county town.

The machine was missing a connecting cable, so he had to hurry to buy it back.

This is a big deal!

As for Wang Eryi's previous explanation, he has long since forgotten it completely.

The reason is very simple, because Wang Eryi said that if the village head is not at home, then forget it.

So Xiao Du naturally thought that this matter was not important, and he didn't take it too seriously at all.

As for Wang Eryi himself, he also had this idea in mind. After explaining to Xiao Du, this matter was left behind by him.

Chapter 120: Dog Bites Dog

in the hospital.

Wang Leshan and Li Ziwei were sitting on chairs in the corridor of the emergency room, which was as noisy as a vegetable market.

Next to the two of them was a bracket with two bottles of anti-inflammatory water hanging on the bracket, and two needles were inserted into their arms.

When Chen An started, he still kept his strength, so the injuries of the two were not too serious, and they were all treated within a short time after arriving in the emergency room.

Li Ziwei's most serious injury was on his head, with a slight concussion and a wound on his forehead the size of a baby's mouth, which required six stitches.

Wang Leshan suffered multiple cartilage bruises all over his body, and his shoulders were swollen as if a big steamed bun had been stuffed into it.

"Pu your mother!"

Li Ziwei looked at the gauze wrapped around his head in the camera of his mobile phone, and cursed bitterly: "This deadly attack on the street is really ruthless. I have six stitches on my forehead. This time it is completely disfigured." And I've been dizzy in my brain, and I don't know if there will be any sequelae."

On the way to the hospital, he vomited five or six times in a row. He almost vomited out bile. Everything seemed to be spinning, as if he drank two catties of white wine in one breath.

Even now, the situation is a little better, but he doesn't dare to shake his head too hard, or close his eyes and then open them suddenly, otherwise he will immediately feel like motion sickness, nauseated and extremely uncomfortable.

And these are all sequelae of concussion.

It will take at least a day or two for it to disappear completely.

"Fuck, this is definitely not over!"

Wang Leshan gritted his teeth, wishing he could just eat Chen An alive, and said angrily: "I have never been beaten like this since I grew up. If I don't retaliate twice, I will still be ashamed when I go back." Mix?"

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Li Ziwei beside him.

"What do you say? Have you ever thought about how to get this place back?"

"I'd better forget it. If you are willing to take revenge, then go by yourself and don't count me in it."

Li Ziwei shook his head, and said dejectedly: "It's not like you haven't seen how fierce Chen An fights just now. Let alone the two of us, even if we add two more people, I probably can't beat him. We have to go find him." Is he taking revenge? Don't be ridiculous, if you really want to go, you will be beaten worse by him than now."

"Then you're going to let it go? Bah, no idea!"

Wang Leshan said angrily: "Don't forget, when Chen An beat us, it was broadcasted live, and everyone in the family watched it! If you don't want to return it to Chen An, you will be in front of those brothers at home in the future. How about face? Who the hell can convince you? In the future, someone will dare to ride on your neck and shit!"

"Whatever, how much is face worth?!"

Li Ziwei said indifferently: "It's better to lose face than to be beaten."

Chen An's beating had completely woken him up.

This is not at home, no one will come up to help when you fight, and no one will cover you if you lose, and help you get revenge.

Under such circumstances, knowing that it was impossible to beat Chen An, he insisted on provoking him.

What's the difference between this and taking the initiative to die?

What's the matter, six stitches are not enough, do you want another sixty stitches? !

"You are such a coward!"

Wang Leshan said disdainfully: "How dare you brag to me that you are the big brother at home? Just go to the street and pull someone, you are better than you, more courageous than you!"

"Is this a question of whether to be cowardly or not? I call it knowing the current affairs!"

Li Ziwei pouted, more disdainful than Wang Leshan: "It's like you, like a goose, can't beat Chen An, just hide here and clamor for revenge, if you really let him stand here, you Dare to fight him? Retaliation? Shit you!"

Wang Leshan was taken aback.

"What do you mean?"

"I said you want revenge? It's easier to eat shit!"

Li Ziwei said contemptuously.

"I'm going to kill you!"

With a cry, Wang Leshan turned around and rushed over.

Not to be outdone, Li Ziwei directly pinched him.

Good guy, we haven't discussed how to get revenge on Chen An, but the two guys disagreed and started fighting.

Chapter 120 IX This Is A Fake Dad

"Stop hitting, stop hitting, this is a hospital!"

The staff who followed hurried up to persuade the fight and pulled the two apart.

Wang Leshan's eyes were red, and he stared at Li Ziwei viciously, feeling an evil fire suffocating in his stomach, rushing into his brain.

He was going crazy with anger.

Are you sick? !

We were all beaten up by Chen An, you don't want to trouble him with me, and you are still playing and cursing with me in Cantonese here?

Wang Leshan really wanted to rush up and beat him hard to vent his hatred.

But the right shoulder was so swollen that it was almost higher than the head, and I couldn't lift it up. It was useless in a short time.

And with one arm, he couldn't beat Li Ziwei.

What's wrong with this?

Wang Leshan was so full of anger that he was about to explode, but he had nowhere to vent it.

In the end, by a strange coincidence, he turned around and pointed at the photographer and started cursing at the photographer.

"Pat, pat, pat, you are amazing! You like to take pictures so much, when you are sleeping with your wife, why don't you take pictures and post them on the Internet!"

That's right, the live broadcast is still going on and has never been closed, and all the words they said just now were heard by the netizens in the live broadcast room.

"Are you trying to laugh at me to death? Wo Lifan, you're doing it yourself!"

"What is this, a dog bites a dog, a mouthful of hair?"

"Li Ziwei: I can't beat Chen An, and I can't beat you?!"

"Upstairs, you know too much!"

"Wang Leshan is such an evil pen, a rat carrying a gun, he only knows how to fight in the nest!"

"He's only so promising. What kind of skill is he in scolding others for taking pictures? If he has the ability to find me, Brother An, he will do it with real knives and guns?!"

"Cut, forget it, give them both courage, he wouldn't even dare!"

"You really want to take revenge on the big brother Ann, I guess it's just a mouthful! How dare you teach him how to be a man every minute!"

"Wang Leshan, it's shit!"

"I'm from the same school as Wang Leshan. He's just a good-looking guy. Although he looks strong, he's actually very weak. He might be able to fight single-handedly with elementary school students. Usually, when he fights with others, he just fights. He will spend money to find someone, and the people around him will treat him as a cash cow, and they will ask him for money when they have no money, and they will scold him behind his back, just like this, he always feels that he is so awesome!"

"You can't say that. Spending money is also a skill. Who will let someone find a good father? Others can't do it if they want to!"

"Upstairs, come, come, look at the 40-meter sword on my waist, and answer me, are you a friendly army or an enemy army?!"

"Second Battalion Commander, bring me all the Italian cannonballs and bolognese noodles and let him choose!"

In the hospital corridor.

Facing Wang Leshan's swearing, the cameraman looked at his nose, his nose at his heart, and his heart at his second child, with no fluctuation in the expression on his face.

That's what he does, he's a professional in this field, and he's already practiced it.

Don't talk about scolding, I even endured beatings!

If he scolds, let him scold, just listen to the barking of a dog!

"Cao, you stinking pen!"

After this tossing, the cameraman was still doing well, but Wang Leshan himself was panting from exhaustion.

After thinking about it, he still couldn't swallow the breath.

He took out his cell phone and made a call to his family.

"Hey, Dad!"

"What's the matter, hurry up and say it!"

Wang Leshan's father's tone was very bad, as if he had eaten a few catties of explosives.

"What's the matter? It's a big deal!"

Wang Leshan yelled anxiously: "I've been chopped off, I'm miserable, do you know that!"

"Yeah. I know."

Father Wang's tone did not fluctuate: "Is there anything else, just hang up!"