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Chapter 69 Not Enough Layers

"Are you not scared?"

When Wen Zheng looked at Wang Sisi, he tried his best to smile.

Wang Sisi, whose beauty turned pale, froze on the spot, neither nodding nor shaking her head. She just felt as if her heart was going to explode.

She was having a sweet dream when she suddenly heard the sound of tables, chairs and bottles. She subconsciously thought she was dreaming. Unexpectedly, the sound of fighting came while she was half asleep and half awake. A scream woke her up completely and she roused herself.

When she had the courage to turn on the light and take a look, her heart suddenly contracted.

At this moment, she looked at the blood stains at the door and the people lying at her feet. How could she not be afraid?

Wen Zheng greeted him, and did not bother to comfort the tearful Sleeping Beauty. After closing the door, he rummaged through the cabinets to find a rope, and tied up the scarred face who was unconscious on the ground, and then he had to take a breath.

When Wang Sisi saw this, she threw herself into Wen Zheng's arms with tears in her eyes and burst into tears.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Wen Zheng caressed her back gently, feeling the softness in his arms unintentionally, and said in a consultative tone, "I'll take you to a hotel for a night first, how about that?"

Wang Sisi nodded, then suddenly raised her head and looked at Wen Zheng, then choked and said, "Aren't you going?"

Wen Zheng sighed and pointed at the scarred face on the ground.

He said: "There are still some people who ran away. There must be some understanding of this matter tonight, right? As you can see, it's not that I want to cause trouble, it's actually that they bullied people too much. I think it's better to solve this matter by ourselves, simple and direct

.”

Wang Sisi hesitated for a moment, wiped away the tears on her face, and said hesitantly: "How about calling Lin Mo first?"

Wen Zheng paused, nodded and smiled: "You don't have to worry about this. I'm not stupid and I know how to do it. Now I just have to settle you down so that I can safely seek justice."

Afterwards, Wen Zheng threw Scarface into the trunk of his van, checked the vehicle again before driving, and then sent Wang Sisi to the nearest hotel.

After Wang Sisi was settled, he drove to a remote roadside again and took out the dead Scarface from the trunk.

"Tell me, who asked you to come?"

Wen Zheng's voice was not very harsh, but at this moment he was very confident.

Scarface knew that Wen Zheng was being cornered at this moment, so he hesitated for a moment and then said honestly: "Mr. Wang asked us to take your girlfriend away and then ask you to redeem her with money. He should still be taking a bath now.

I'm waiting at the center, and there's no one around. There's always a wrongdoer and a debtor, and I'm just taking money to do things. Besides, I haven't done anything. If you have the guts, go find Mr. Wang."

"Wang Long?"

Wen Zheng frowned for a moment. Sure enough, he was still the same person. It seemed that he couldn't wait for his apology tomorrow.

Scarface just nodded.

Wen Zheng sneered: "Looking at your professional skills, you do this a lot, right?"

Scarface's expression froze, and he said with a sneer: "You do have good eyesight. To tell you the truth, Brother Wang is the god here. Although you have some abilities, I advise you not to be impulsive. A little star like you is really

Not enough for Brother Wang to play with."

"There is an A-list actress. When she first debuted in the early years, Brother Wang paid her to hire her but she was rejected. What happened next? Didn't you take off your clothes and take off your belt? Isn't our brother Wang doing well now? A strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake. What do you think?

You should have heard of it. Right now, it would be best for you to take your little girlfriend and send me back, and let your little girlfriend pour wine for you to apologize to Brother Wang. This matter is not a dead end. In fact, Mr. Wang is also your fan.

Especially the song "Boundless Sea and Sky", we can all sing it, really."

The more Wen Zheng heard, the angrier he became, and he simply kicked him in the neck, causing the latter to pass out again.

After he took out his cell phone and called Lin Mo, he decisively put on Scarface and went straight to the bathing center where Wang Long was.

Firstly, he really couldn't wait any longer;

Secondly, I learned from Lin Mo that the so-called Wang Long was a local snake, but in his words, he was at best a detention center for reform-through-labor prisoners and could not be called the king of the underground world at all.

In a word, the level is not enough.

The same is true when Wen Zheng thought about it carefully. If Wang Long was at a high level, he wouldn't have known that there was a ruthless person like Yao Guangxiao behind him, so how could he dare to come to his door in the middle of the night to stir up trouble?

Half an hour later.

In a bath center.

Wang Long was woken up by someone in his sleep. He thought that his subordinates had brought Wang Sisi, and he was planning to take some photos and videos and post them online even if he couldn't communicate in depth, so as to add some trouble to Wen Zheng.

I didn’t see it, but I heard the bad news.

"Boss, Brother Qiang had three broken ribs and was stabbed in the thigh. Brother Bao was even more miserable. He was attacked by that kid and was captured alive!"

Wang Long's eyes widened angrily when he heard this, and he cursed: "A bunch of trash, ten people can't even handle one Wen Zheng! I have five tiger generals, and I even killed two of them. I'm really convinced by you guys, so I ran away."

Bring your Brother Bao with you too, and the money I spent to get him later is enough for me to become a popular actress once!"

All the younger brothers were speechless.

When Wang Long saw that his younger brothers were silent, he yelled: "You are really good at beating dogs, go! Give me a shake immediately, I didn't get the nickname Flathead Brother for nothing, I never stay overnight when I have a grudge! This warmth

I lost more than 7 million yuan due to match-fixing, and now I have injured my brother. This matter cannot be let go easily. If he doesn't pay 18 million yuan in compensation, it will be difficult for anyone to do anything!"

After that, he was about to report it to his old boss, but unexpectedly, the security guard on the night shift ran in in a panic.

"Mr. Wang! There is someone outside dragging the unconscious Brother Bao to see you!"

"What?!"

Wang Long stood up suddenly and said in disbelief, "One person? Are you sure there is only one person on the other side?"

The security guard nodded and said: "It's really a person. Brother Bao's head is covered with blood. It seems that he was beaten badly."

After Wang Long frowned and thought for a moment, he said with a ferocious smile: "Well done! Ah Wei, go and call the security department and all the brothers who have been summoned, close the door, and watch me throw a cup later. Ten people can't take him down.

, I don’t believe that 20 or 30 people can’t take him down, tell brothers, whoever takes down Wen Zheng later, I will reward you with 200,000 yuan!”

Soon.

Wen Zheng dragged his scarred face into a coma and saw Wang Long in a bathrobe in a large box.

Under the dim light, Wang Long was lying half-lying, with several strong men with dragon and tiger tattoos standing beside him, each of them described as fierce, but with a playful look on his face.

"Are you Wen Zheng?"

Wang Long held up the cigarette and didn't even look at Wen Zheng. Instead, he looked at the scarred face on the ground, which was tied up like a rice dumpling. "Awei, go help Brother Bao up and send him to the hospital first."

The long-haired man swallowed his saliva and had no choice but to move forward.

Wen Zheng kicked Scarface over and sneered: "Wang Long, right? I asked you to give you a message yesterday afternoon, but you didn't hear it? Forget about throwing paint, you broke into my house tonight, how about you?

mean?"

When Wang Long saw Wen Zheng let go of his men, he thought that Wen Zheng was ready to surrender, so his confidence instantly increased.

He sneered and said: "Have a grudge? Haha, you cheated on the match and caused me to lose more than seven million yuan. Do you think we have any grudge? I have seen many little stars like you. Don't be afraid. I am also a person who respects the rules. That's it.

…”

"Well... you injured my brother, you need to pay 10 million for medical expenses first. As for the loss of more than 7 million, hehe, kneel down and kowtow three times and say you are wrong. Let's write this off. I know it's a pleasure.

The female boss of the music record company dislikes you, but I’m not afraid to tell you that no matter how strong she is, she’s still a woman, right? No matter how rich she is, she doesn’t have the strength like me.”

Wen Zheng couldn't help but interrupted: "Are you sick?"

Wang Long was not angry, but took a puff of cigarette and murmured: "You may have never heard such a sentence. Brother Long has the final say whether the surrounding area is in chaos or not. After twelve o'clock here, who else speaks besides me?

It doesn't work. Now kneel down and admit your mistake, let your little wife bring money to accompany you for a drink, we will be brothers from now on, and I will ensure that you live a prosperous life here, how about it?"

Wen Zheng snorted coldly and couldn't help but laugh: "Brother Long, it seems you still haven't understood that the really capable people here are very low-key."

Wang Long frowned, picked up the cup on the table, smashed it into pieces, and cursed angrily: "It's shameless to step on a horse, isn't it? Then don't even think about getting out of here tonight! Fuck him for me! Knock him down, right?

reward!"

Twenty or thirty spirited young men suddenly poured into the box, armed with steel tubes, wine bottles, etc.

Wen Zheng tilted his head and looked at everyone, and a cruel smile appeared on his lips.


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