Retreat

As soon as He Yu was caught in the car, he was punched heavily in the face, and his body hit the car door backwards.

There were two people in the front row and two people in the middle row of the car. They were all young people in their teens and 20s. One person grabbed He Yu's skirt, grabbed his mobile phone and threw it to the person behind him, cursing: "CNM's multi-manager!" Nosy business! How dare you take pictures!"

After finishing speaking, the man punched He Yu in the stomach again.

This time, He Yu blocked his fist with his hand and wanted to fight back. One of the two people sitting in the middle row grabbed his arm, and the other half-kneeled on the seat, leaned over and slapped him hard.

He Yu was dizzy for a moment and shook his head.

They wanted to fight, but He Wutong shouted: "Don't hit him! Please don't hit him!"

It turned out that the last row of seats in the van had been removed, and He Wutong squatted in the back by himself, not daring to get up. Seeing He Yu being beaten, he yelled loudly.

The man sitting in the front co-pilot turned around and asked, "You know each other?"

He Wutong said: "Don't hit him, he is my son."

"Fuck!" said the young man who slapped He Yu, "I said who the fuck dares to meddle in other people's business, so I know him!"

He Yu squinted his eyes and felt that the nosebleed seemed to stay.When he opened his eyes, taking advantage of the relaxation of the two, he grabbed the arm of the man in front of him and punched him in the chest.

This punch hit, and He Yu paid a heavy price. He was punched and kicked by two people for a while, and then he was thrown into the back seat.

He Yu leaned weakly against the carriage.

He Wutong kept yelling not to hit him, and at this time he moved over to help He Yu, but He Yu turned his head and stretched out his hand to block him.

The van was heading out of the city, and He Yu's cell phone rang on the way. The two people looked at Qiao Mudong's name on the screen, hung up the phone, and then turned off the phone.

He Yu felt a dull pain in his chest. He knew that no matter how much he resisted, he had no chance of winning, so he sat quietly and stopped moving.He Wutong kept looking at him, as if he wanted to reach out to touch him, but he didn't dare, so he kept silent all the way.

When He Yu was grabbed and got out of the car, it was almost dark. He had no way to check the time, so he could only estimate that after driving for nearly three hours, he had already left Chongfeng City. Looking at the street signs, but when he made a slight movement, the two people in front turned to stare at him aggressively, and then he gave up.

I don't know where they were taken now. He Yu and He Wutong got off the car and saw that the surroundings seemed to be in the outskirts of the countryside. There was a small yard in front of them.

There is a small two-story building in the courtyard, and around the small courtyard in the middle, there are seven or eight people sitting or standing.Seeing He Wutong and He Yu being brought in, one of the short, fat middle-aged men said, "He Wutong, are you finally willing to show your face?"

He Wutong lowered his head and said repeatedly: "Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang."

The short and fat man said: "Bah!" Then his eyes fell on He Yu, "Who is this?"

One of the young men who came by car said, "Brother Jiang, this is He Wutong's son. When we arrested him, he dared to take pictures of the license plate, so we arrested him and cleaned up."

Brother Jiang seemed a little displeased, and complained, "All you want is to cause trouble."

Then, he walked towards He Wutong, kicked him on the shoulder, kicked him to the ground, and said, "Repay the money."

He Wutong said: "Brother Jiang, please be more flexible, I really don't have any money right now."

"Tong Rong?" Brother Jiang said, "How long will it take for you to be rich?"

He Wutong said: "Up to three months!"

Brother Jiang sneered, "Three months?"

He Wutong immediately changed his words: "No, it doesn't take three months, one month is enough for me."

"Bah!" Brother Jiang said, "Give you a month and you can repay me 50? Will I believe you?"

He Wutong said: "Really, really Brother Jiang. I met a woman, the wife of a rich man. I am coaxing her. Give me some time, and I can coax her to take out the money."

Brother Jiang looked at him suspiciously.

He Wutong said: "You don't believe me? If you don't believe me, I can call her, call her now, immediately!"

Brother Jiang said, "You don't need to call, I'll call. Give me your phone number."

He Wutong quickly said: "On my phone, the name is Zhou Xuelan."

"Zhou Xuelan?" Brother Jiang asked, "Who is it?"

He Wutong said: "Lingyun Electronics, do you know? This woman is Ling Qiang's wife, the boss of Lingyun. She already trusts me very much. Just a little more coaxing will make her take the money out."

He Yu listened and frowned at He Wutong.

Brother Jiang took He Wutong's cell phone and actually dialed Zhou Xuelan's number.

The call was connected quickly, and Zhou Xuelan's voice was very low, a little flustered, "What's the matter?" Ling Qiang was at home, and she was afraid that Ling Qiang would hear it.

Brother Jiang asked, "Are you Mrs. Ling?"

Zhou Xuelan heard a stranger's voice and asked in confusion, "Who are you?"

Brother Jiang continued to ask: "Do you know He Wutong?"

Zhou Xuelan was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly heard Ling Qiang's footsteps coming downstairs, and quickly replied: "I don't know, you made a mistake." Then she hung up the phone.

Brother Jiang looked at the phone that was hung up, and slammed He Wutong on the head, "Damn it! How dare you lie to me!"

He Wutong's forehead was bleeding, but he didn't dare to move. He looked at Brother Jiang and said, "I didn't lie to you. It must be that it's not convenient for her to talk now. Brother Jiang, you have to trust me!"

Brother Jiang was angry, pointed at He Wutong and said, "Beat him!" He turned his head and saw He Yuzheng staring at him bitterly, so he said, "Beat his son together!"

He Wutong held his head and said, "Don't, don't, by the way, Brother Jiang, my son can help me pay back the money, my son has money!"

He Yu looked at him in disbelief, and said, "I'm not your son, and I don't have the money to help you pay it back!"

"Yes, yes," He Wutong approached He Yu, trying to grab his hand, but was thrown away forcefully, he said, "You have a good friend named Fu Chenshan, I went back to see you before, Your mother said that you two are very good, the one who grew up wearing a pair of pants, and the one who now takes Ling Qiang's daughter as his wife!"

He Yu said angrily: "I don't know him, don't talk nonsense!"

He Wutong didn't know the relationship between He Yu and Qiao Mudong, but he still had an impression of the name Fu Chenshan. He went back when He Yu was in junior high school. At that time, he saw Fu Chenshan called He Yu downstairs at noon. He went to school; later, after He Yu was in college, he went back again. He Yu didn't see him that time, but he saw He Yu and Fu Chenshan getting off the bus together talking and laughing at the corner of the street.Later, when he heard Zhou Xuelan mention Fu Chenshan, he became more careful and inquired about Fu Chenshan's background, and he was sure that it was He Yu's former good friend.

He Yu was shocked and angry when He Wutong mentioned Fu Chenshan, he didn't need these people to do anything, he wanted to rush up and punch him.But as long as he moved a little, someone would grab his arm and be unable to move.

Brother Jiang was full of suspicion at this moment, "Ling Qiang again?"

He Wutong was already waving his hands indiscriminately, wanting to grab a life-saving straw, he said: "This time it's true!"

Brother Jiang asked He Yu's cell phone to be given to him. He searched the address book but couldn't find Fu Chenshan's name. He snorted, "Friend? Not even a phone?"

He Wutong quickly said: "I have his phone number, I'll tell you."

In fact, not only Fu Chenshan's phone number, but also Ling Qiang's phone number and He Wutong's, all of which were quietly written down from Zhou Xuelan, and he didn't think about what to do, but thought it might be useful in the future.

He Yu saw that He Wutong had given Fu Chenshan's phone number to Brother Jiang, and suddenly became anxious, and said, "I really have nothing to do with Fu Chenshan, don't look for him, if you want to look for it, look for Qiao Mudong, he is Ling Qiang's own son is much more useful than a son-in-law!"

Brother Jiang looked at him, paused when he was about to dial, and suddenly said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'll call one by one, there will always be a real friend, right?"

As he spoke, he slowly dialed Fu Chenshan's number on He Yu's mobile phone.

Tonight is the wedding night of Fu Chenshan and Ling Zhilu. Although they have lived together for some time, the meanings to the two are different after all.

Ling Zhilu came out of the shower and saw Fu Chenshan standing in the living room on the phone. She was wearing pajamas and hugged Fu Chenshan from behind, reaching out to grab his phone, "Go take a shower."

Fu Chenshan smiled, but stretched out his hand to avoid Ling Zhilu. When he saw that it was He Yu's call, he just answered softly: "Hello."

In any case, he thought that He Yu was calling to bless him.

Who knew that there was a completely unfamiliar voice on the phone, "Excuse me, is this Mr. Fu Chenshan?"

Fu Chenshan's face darkened, and he said, "I am, who is it?"

The person on the phone said, "Do you know a man named He Yu?"

Fu Chenshan said: "He is my friend, what's the matter?"

"It's good to be friends," a burst of laughter came from the phone, "It's like this, your friend He Yu's father, He Wutong, owed me some money, and I invited their father and son as guests, and he said you can help him Pay back."

Fu Chenshan asked in a deep voice, "How much?"

"Not much, 50."

Fu Chenshan said: "Okay, I'll give it to you, you let them go."

"Humph," a laugh came from the receiver, "You take the money, can I let you go?"

Fu Chenshan hesitated for a moment, and said, "Okay, you give me the address, and I'll send you the money."

At this moment, Ling Zhilu heard something wrong and asked, "What happened?"

Fu Chenshan ignored her, and listened to the phone and said: "Go and prepare the money first, then call me when you get the money, and I will tell you the address. Remember not to let me see the police, otherwise your friend and his father It might be a little bad."

Fu Chenshan said: "Okay, don't touch them, I'll go get the money now."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Chenshan said to Ling Zhilu: "Zhilu, I'm sorry, I have to go out."

Ling Zhilu looked at him in disbelief, "Are you going out now?"

"Yes," Fu Chenshan didn't dare to delay, went to the room and took out a coat to put on.

Ling Zhilu blocked the door, "Are you crazy? What day is tonight? You want to go out?"

Fu Chenshan came over, embraced Ling Zhilu, and kissed her on the cheek, "Good boy, I'm in a hurry right now, I'll be back as soon as possible."

"Don't go!" Ling Zhilu pushed him away.

Fu Chenshan sighed helplessly, and walked outside Ling Zhilu.

"Fu Chenshan!" Ling Zhilu shouted when he opened the door, "If you dare to leave, we will divorce!"

Fu Chenshan turned around and persuaded: "Zhilu stop making trouble, it's a matter of human life, no jokes are allowed."

"Who's kidding you! I'm serious," Ling Zhilu looked at him, "If you leave today, we'll be finished in the future!"

Fu Chenshan closed his eyes and said, "Good boy, close the door and go to bed early." After speaking, he went out and closed the door.

Ling Zhilu turned around and grabbed the ashtray on the table, and threw it towards the anti-theft door. With a crisp sound, the glass ashtray shattered in half and fell to the ground.