Old Wang Doesn't Want to be Tragic

"Cough!" Meng Xiaotong slammed his back against the alley wall, clutching his chest and coughing to wet the mask.

Ji Lianhuo kicked the smoothbore slingshot away, and raised his hand to hold the attacker's neck.

Seeing Meng Xiaotong being subdued by Ji Lianhuo, Wang Zhaomou looked at the documents that had been knocked and scattered on the ground and got up. Out of his corner of his vision, he saw a dark figure approaching behind Ji Lianhuo, and immediately sounded a reminder.

"Lian Huo!"

Ji Lianhuo seemed to have been prepared for a long time, he quickly let go of Meng Xiaotong and quickly dodged. The black shadow looked like a middle-aged man, holding a dagger and stabbing fiercely. He missed, and immediately turned to Ji Lianhuo, and once again Wield the dagger.

Meng Xiaotong escaped from the shackles and quickly crawled down to the smoothbore slingshot. As soon as his fingers touched the handle, he saw a black leather shoe firmly stepping on his weapon.

Ji Lianhuo quickly dodged the black shadow's blow, saw the gap, and punched swiftly, hitting the black shadow's abdomen with one blow. The middle-aged man took a few steps back and almost vomited blood.

Seeing the battle situation, Wang Zhaomou quickly took out a note, stuffed it into Meng Xiaotong's hand, moved his foot off the slingshot, and silently pointed at himself.

Ji Lianhuo took advantage of the victory to pursue, grabbed the middle-aged man's wrist holding the dagger, and swung it hard in the opposite direction. With a sound, the middle-aged man's screams resounded through the alley.

"Don't move!" A voice suddenly came from the side. Ji Lianhuo turned around and saw the person before him pointing at Wang Zhaomou with a slingshot.

Ji Lianhuo's breathing was stagnant and he didn't dare to move.

"Let him go." Meng Xiaotong swallowed nervously.

Ji Lianhuo immediately let go of the man's hand, and fixed his eyes on the slingshot.

"Quick, come quickly!" Meng Xiaotong greeted the middle-aged man. The man covered his abdomen with one hand as if he had been reborn, and ran in the direction of Meng Xiaotong. Help the middle-aged man to escape.

Ji Lianhuo stepped forward nervously, checked Wang Zhaomou up and down, and heaved a long sigh of relief when he found that there was no injury.

"I'll explain to you when I get back." Wang Zhaomou looked at the documents scattered all over the place, and bent over to put them away.

"You don't need to explain." Ji Lianhuo also lowered his body to pick it up, and stopped suddenly.

Wang Zhaomou raised his eyes, and under the bright moonlight, the bright red liquid dripped from the young man's body, and landed on the document page with a few soft "pops".

In the silent alley, this sound became particularly obvious.

Ji Lianhuo swayed, and Wang Zhaomou quickly stepped forward and hugged the teetering boy.

Ji Lianhuo's back was already wet. Wang Zhaomou raised his hand and saw the blood on his hand in the moonlight.

This is what the boy blocked for himself at the beginning.

When Lao Qi received the news and hurried over, the steel balls on Ji Lianhuo's body had been taken out, and the blood had been successfully stopped.

The steel ball was shot on Ji Lianhuo's back side. Fortunately, it didn't penetrate too deep. Because of the strenuous exercise afterwards, the blood continued to flow out.

Wang Zhaomou sat by the hospital bed, looking at the lying flat young man, he couldn't hide his self-blame in his eyes.

I overlooked an important thing.

It was Meng Xiaotong who came to attack him in the previous life, and he could persuade him one-on-one.But the situation is different now, three years earlier than in the previous life, Meng Xiaotong has not yet fully gained the trust of the Zhang family, nor has he reached the level of a lone wolf, so the Zhang family will send someone to complete the task with her.

When she heard that Wang Zhaomou had investigated herself clearly, she already believed Wang Zhaomou's words three points. When Wang Zhaomou mentioned that the Zhang family had lied to her about her father, she had to stop Wang Zhaomou from speaking immediately.

Because there was another accomplice sent by the Zhang family at the scene, but Wang Zhaomou didn't know about it.

If Wang Zhaomou tells the whole truth, she will be suspected of loyalty by the Zhang family, and her father will also be in danger.

So she could only deny it loudly, attacking the person in front of her, Wang Zhaomou could see clearly, her aiming head moved down a little, if she didn't move, the steel ball would rub against her leg and shoot it.

No one thought of it.

Ji Lianhuo was saved halfway.

The situation started to get out of control. Even if Ji Lianhuo was able to subdue Meng Xiaotong and the middle-aged man with one against two, and turn them away to the police station, for the Zhang family, it would only scratch the surface. They would have countless scapegoats , There are also countless excuses to get rid of the crime.

Therefore, Wang Zhaomou had to take a long line to catch big fish. With the help of Meng Xiaotong's ability, he found the key criminal evidence of the Zhang family, and destroyed the Zhang family in one fell swoop just like in the previous life.

Therefore, Wang Zhaomou needs Meng Xiaotong to further gain the trust of his companions. The best way is to ask Meng Xiaotong to save his companions.

Meng Xiaotong was very clever, so he put away the note that could contact Wang Zhaomou's information, and cooperated with Wang Zhaomou to perform the play.

It's just poor Ji Lianhuo, who is lying on the bed and lost a lot of blood.

Judging from Ji Lianhuo's situation, it was right to stop the fighting as soon as possible, otherwise the child would have to bleed even more.

Wang Zhaomou stayed by the hospital bed for a while, only to see Ji Lianhuo opened his eyes weakly.

"Are you awake?" Wang Zhaomou raised his hand to take a paper cup with a straw in it, and put the straw to Ji Lianhuo's lips.

"Brother Zhaomou." Ji Lianhuo's voice was a little hoarse, trying to get up and look at Wang Zhaomou, "Are you injured?"

"I'm fine." Wang Zhaomou pressed Ji Lianhuo with one hand, and passed the straw forward, "You've bled a lot, you might be thirsty."

Ji Lianhuo obediently bit the straw and drank all the water in the glass in a few strokes. Before Wang Zhaomou could speak, Ji Lianhuo explained cautiously.

"Brother Zhaomou, I didn't mean to follow you."

Wang Zhaomou fell silent, and poured some water into the paper cup again.

"I saw traces of being attacked on Brother Zhaomou's office window, so I knew someone wanted to attack you. You are worried that I will be affected, so let me go home early."

Ji Lianhuo pursed his lips, "I waited until you got off work. I saw Brother Zhaomou that you didn't get in the car and left alone. I knew you wanted to face the danger alone so that those people would not hurt others."

"You still come after you know?" Wang Zhaomou put the paper cup beside the hospital bed and felt the temperature.

"I'm afraid you'll get hurt." Ji Lianhuo bowed his head, very apologetic.

Seeing Ji Lianhuo's appearance, Wang Zhaomou raised his hand and gently touched the boy's head.

"I saw that you were about to convince the boy with the slingshot, but the boy kept looking to the side with a nervous expression.

So I'm guessing he has accomplices. "

Ji Lianhuo narrowed his eyes, feeling the gentle touch on his head.

Hearing Ji Lianhuo's words, Wang Zhaomou's hands paused.

I discovered that Meng Xiaotong had an accomplice when she stopped me from speaking.

The teenager actually found out earlier than he himself.

At that time, the alley was so dark, and Meng Xiaotong was still wearing a mask. Ji Lianhuo could notice her expression and guessed that she had a companion.

But Ji Lianhuo didn't realize that Meng Xiaotong was a girl, and called her "the boy with the slingshot".

Also magical.

"I know you may have other plans, but I can't bear him hurting you." Ji Lianhuo took the initiative to rub Wang Zhaomou's stopped hand.

"I know that boy has been persuaded by you, but he needs to prove his sincerity in front of his companions, so I helped him."

"The harder I beat that middle-aged man, the more grateful he will be for saving his boy, but that boy shouldn't be pointing his slingshot at you." Ji Lianhuo slowly opened his eyes, and there was a bit of tinge in his dark eyes. murderous look.

Wang Zhaomou looked at the young man in front of him in surprise.

When encountering this kind of thing, Ji Lianhuo seemed to be smarter than he thought, and even brought himself a little surprise.

It really has the demeanor of the future head of the Leng family.

The boy's eyes were burning, "Brother Zhaomou, I won't be as stupid as them, I will be a good pawn, I can..."

Wang Zhaomou picked up the paper cup and put the straw into Ji Lianhuo's mouth.

Seeing the young man drinking water obediently and keeping his gaze fixed on him, Wang Zhaomou couldn't help curling his lips and lowered his body slightly.

"You are not a pawn."

Ji Lianhuo's eyes widened, he sucked in a mouthful of water, and coughed all of a sudden.

Wang Zhaomou patted Ji Lianhuo's back, Ji Lianhuo coughed non-stop, his lips could not help but smile, and his eyes were red from coughing.

The wound from the steel ball shot was small, and Wang Zhaomou took Ji Lianhuo home the next day.

Ji Dabao lay on the bed, feeling that the color on the surface of his buttocks had faded, but there was still a dull pain, so he continued to cultivate on his stomach, but he never expected that his uncle was also lying next to him.

One big and one small stared at each other, Ji Dabao just wanted to laugh, but when Ji Lianhuo glared at him, he immediately withdrew his smile, and after brewing his emotions, he changed into a "distressed" expression.

That afternoon, Wang Zhaomou waited in the study and did not return to the bedroom.

It wasn't until late at night that the new mobile phone in front of Wang Zhaomou vibrated. Wang Zhaomou waited for a while before pressing the connect button.

"Is it true what you said before?" Meng Xiaotong's cautious voice came from the other end of the phone. Wang Zhaomou smiled slightly, looked at the medical records of Meng Xiaotong's father in front of him, and spoke unhurriedly.

"Your father's life and death are now in your hands."

"I want to know." Meng Xiaotong said eagerly, "How did the Zhang family lie to me? They clearly found a doctor for my father and promised me that they would pay for my father's surgery!"

Wang Zhaomou paused, "That doctor's surname is Liu, right?"

"Yes." Meng Xiaotong is already immune to the almost omniscient words of the person opposite, and now the only thing she wants is evidence that the Zhang family lied to her.

"That Dr. Liu used to practice medicine without a license in a black clinic, and he also had a reputation as a plastic surgeon. After two days of practice on chicken legs, he went to cut someone's double eyelids." Wang Zhaomou raised his hand and flipped through the medical records, looking at Liu. Various dark histories of doctors.

"After arriving in Zhucheng, you only need to go to Baoshihua Street to inquire, and you will know what kind of guy he is."

Meng Xiaotong was a little speechless. If what the person opposite said was true, then the Zhang family actually found such a person to treat his father? !

I risked my life to do those bad guys who hurt others for them!

"For your father's condition, the sooner you have an operation, the better." Wang Zhaomou reminded Meng Xiaotong lightly, "Call me after you have confirmed everything, and I will tell you what you need to do."

"How do I know, are you the same as the Zhang family?" Meng Xiaotong bit his lip.

"Little girl." Wang Zhaomou smiled, "If I were like the Zhang family, I would let you reform yourself in the prison in Sucheng just because you smashed hundreds of windows of the Wang Group."

"Then why did you let me go?" Meng Xiaotong asked unwillingly.

"Because..." Wang Zhaomou looked at the medical records in front of him, and his tone was calm.

"A very ill father should not hear that his daughter is in jail trying to save himself."

Meng Xiaotong was stunned for a moment, and stood there blankly with the microphone in his hand. He didn't react until the blind tone of hanging up came from the opposite side.

I really can't continue to make mistakes for the Zhang family.

Meng Xiaotong could almost imagine how desperate his father would be if he heard that he was sent to prison for saving him.

What the man said... seems to be right.

After lying on the ground for two days, Ji Lianhuo regained his energy. Mrs. Cheng knew that he had lost a lot of blood, so she made him various blood-enriching ingredients for several days, and Ji Lianhuo's complexion improved a lot after eating.

It was only one day before the report of the start of Sioux City University. Wang Zhaomou took out Ji Lianhuo's admission notice mail package, then took out an envelope, and put the tuition and dormitory fees for this academic year in it. Lian Huo was tight.

Putting the envelope into the admission notice mailbag, Wang Zhaomou tapped his fingers on the table, and what kept flashing through his mind was the blood that fell on the snow-white paper that night when the boy bent down to pick up the documents.

How can there be such a stupid child.