Zhang Wenying was desperate at this time, if she could, she really wanted to die like this. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Have you calmed down?" Hao Jian asked with a smile.

Hearing this, Zhang Wenying was stunned for a moment, and then finally couldn't suppress her sad emotions, and cried with a wow.

"It's good to cry, it's good to cry!" Seeing this, the old Zhang couple were excited, Zhang Wenying has not eaten or drunk in the past few days, and he is neither happy nor sad, just like walking corpses.

They hope that Zhang Wenying can cry a lot, at least so that Zhang Wenying's grief can be released.

It is said in psychology that if people do not release their pent-up emotions, it will cause great psychological trauma, and it is very likely that the current situation will occur, Zhang Wenying's depression has nowhere to release, so that he committed suicide.

But now Zhang Wenying is finally crying, tears, the only way for human beings to vent their sadness, as long as there are tears to cry, it means that it is not too late.

"You know very well what Kong Xuanye is doing when he abandoned you, it's just that you don't want to accept it, so you vent all your anger on your parents. Do you know that you are terrible? Groveling to people who don't love you, but hurting people who love you, your parents may not give you the best, but they have already given you everything they have, if you don't move to be grateful, then you can jump off the top again, and next time I won't save you again. ”

After that, Hao Jian no longer paid attention to Zhang Wenying, who was already stunned, and walked straight to Lao Zhang and his wife.

Zhang Wenying was stunned for a moment, then hid her face and rushed upstairs crying.

Lao Zhang and his wife wanted to keep up, but they were stopped by Hao Jian: "Let her think it out for herself, if she doesn't want to be clear, something like this will happen today." You can't save someone who is bent on dying, just as you can't wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep. ”

Hearing this, Lao Zhang and his wife couldn't help but sigh, full of helplessness. Because they all know that there is nothing to be done now, they can only let Zhang Wenying figure it out by himself.

They can only hope that Hao Jian can wake up Zhang Wenying.

"Now, let's go to the police station. Hao Jian said to Lao Zhang and his wife.

"What are you doing at the police station?" asked Mr. and Mrs. Zhang, puzzled.

"Of course it's revenge, I want to see who I want to arrest, who dares to let go!" Hao Jian scolded angrily.

Lao Zhang seemed to be surprised, and then he couldn't help but show joy on his face, Hao Jian was planning to give them a head!

"Damn, who made Lao Tzu's car like this?" At this moment, a shrill sound rushed from not far away.

A scrawny young man walked with a plump young woman in his arms, who was about forty years old, about one meter six tall, and all that was so thin that he was skinny and skinny, and looked like he was malnourished.

The young woman next to him is much taller, one meter eight tall, wearing a dress with a personality, and she is very suspected of being coquettish. At first glance, you know that it should be a young model type of woman.

When the young man saw that his car had been smashed to pieces, he immediately became angry. They were just passing by here to buy something, and when they turned around, they were hit like this, and it was a rage.

Seeing this person, Huang Zhijun's heart suddenly tightened, and he whispered to Hao Jian nervously: "Be careful, this guy's name is Song Chunlai, and he is very powerful in the flower market, even our fire minister has to look at his face." You must not say that you crashed his car for a while, or he will kill you!"

Huang Zhijun rarely met a man with such courage as Hao Jian, so he naturally didn't want him to be killed by that Song Chunlai.

"Huang Zhijun, you still don't want me to roll over!" At this time, Song Chunlai also discovered Huang Zhijun and scolded Huang Zhijun.

Because Song Chunlai is friends with Huang Zhijun's top boss, he naturally knows Huang Zhijun, and when he sees that his car is like this, and Huang Zhijun leads the team to work here, Huang Zhijun must know what is going on.

Huang Zhijun looked at Hao Jiantou with a "can't recognize whether he is dead or alive", and then greeted him with a smile on his face.

At this time, Huang Zhijun was also bitter in his heart, who knew that this car turned out to be from Song Chun, this Nima is too coincidental, right?

"Brother Lai, what a coincidence, you are here too?" said Huang Zhijun flatteringly.

Song Chunlai frowned: "What nonsense is Shao Tee, say! Who made Lao Tzu's car like this? Isn't it you?"

"No, no, no, of course it's not me, how dare I move your car?" Huang Zhijun patted his ass and said, although Huang Zhijun is also a bloody man, but what can he do? In addition to being a bloody man, he is also someone else's son, husband, and father, so he doesn't dare to offend Song Chunlai, otherwise he won't be able to keep his job.

"Then why don't you say it quickly?" Song Chunlai asked impatiently, eager to give Huang Zhijun two slaps.

He doesn't even take Huang Zhijun's immediate boss seriously, let alone Huang Zhijun.

"I, I don't know. Huang Zhijun lied and said, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Smack!"

Song Chunlai directly slapped Huang Zhijun hard, gritted his teeth and said: "Why are you stupid to be Lao Tzu, right? I don't know? Lao Tzu's car must be not small when someone is hit like this? Your people have been here all this time and haven't seen who hit my car?"

"I didn't see it. Huang Zhijun covered his face and defended, although he was already angry, he was very righteous and did not betray Hao Jian.

And his subordinates didn't dare to squeak one by one when they saw him like this.

They could see that Huang Zhijun wanted to protect Hao Jian, and they all knew that Hao Jian had done nothing wrong, after all, human life was at stake, and it was reasonable for Hao Jian to do such a thing.

Even they admired Hao Jian a little, because Hao Jian did something they didn't dare to do.

Since they didn't do anything, and they didn't save people, all they could do now was to keep this secret for Hao Jian and let Hao Jian get through this difficult time.

Song Chunlai slapped him directly, his eyes were full of angry bloodshots, as if he was going to eat people, and stared at Huang Zhijun viciously: "You don't even ask to know that they didn't see it?"

This scene seems very funny, Huang Zhijun is two meters away, but Song Chunlai is only one meter six, so when he reaches out to hit Huang Zhijun, he has to stand on tiptoe, just like a dwarf and a giant.

Only then did Huang Zhijun turn his head and pretend to shout to everyone: "You didn't see who crashed Brother Lai's car?"

"Nope!"

The firefighters shook their heads in unison.

"Holy!"

Song Chunlai was so angry that he kicked Huang Zhijun directly in the back, kicking Huang Zhijun to the ground, Song Chunlai's expression was already a little hideous: "Why are you playing Lao Tzu like a monkey?"

He couldn't see that Huang Zhijun was deliberately protecting the perpetrators, otherwise he wouldn't have said he hadn't seen it without even asking, and these firefighters had been here all along, so how could they not have seen it? At this time, Huang Zhijun pretended to ask just to prevaricate him.

If Song Chunlai was so easy to fool, he wouldn't be able to mix in with the current situation.

So he was directly furious, although he didn't know why Huang Zhijun was lying to him, but he was sure that Huang Zhijun was lying to him!

After Song Chunlai kicked Huang Zhijun down, he still punched Huang Zhijun with his fists and feet: "I'll let you not say anything! Lao Tzu killed you dog!"

After a while, Huang Zhijun's head was bleeding, he lowered his head in shame, and let Song Chunlai's fist fall like raindrops, but he didn't fight back.

Originally, with his physique, it would be a matter of minutes to cripple Song Chunlai, but he knew that Song Chunlai was not something he could afford to provoke, so he could only endure it.

Now, Huang Zhijun can only pray that Song Chunlai can vent as soon as possible, and then give up. Take a beating, save a good person, it's worth it!

At this time, Hao Jian's eyes wiped a cold glow and walked towards Song Chunlai.

Song Chunlai was still beating Huang Zhijun, and at this time he even picked up a brick from the side, ready to teach Huang Zhijun a hard lesson.

Anyway, he is powerful and powerful, and it would be like a joke to clean up a little person like Huang Zhijun, Song Chunlai was playing with the bricks in his hand, and looked at Huang Zhijun with sharp eyes: "Cheap bones, aren't you can? Lao Tzu told you that if you don't hand over that person today, Lao Tzu will let you open the scoop!"

And Huang Zhijun just glanced at Song Chunlai lightly, and said coldly: "I! no! I know!"

"Okay, well, go die, you cheap bones!" Song Chunlai finally blew his hair, picked up the brick, and beckoned to death.

"Bang!"

The bricks shattered with a loud bang.

However, it did not fall on Huang Zhijun's head, but on Hao Jian's fist.

"You..." Song Chunlai couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Hao Jian smash his bricks with a punch.

"Brother Hao Jian, why did you come out? Oh, go back quickly!" Huang Zhijun saw Hao Jian come out to save himself, not only did he not have any joy, but he was also very anxious. In his opinion, when Hao Jian came out at this time, not only could he not save him, but he might also put himself in, and his previous beating would be in vain.

"I've made a mistake myself, there's no reason for you to carry it for me. And if I don't come out, you'll probably be in the hospital for months. Hao Jian said.

Not long after he and Huang Zhijun met, Huang Zhijun was willing to do this for him, he was already very moved, there was no reason to really watch Huang Zhijun being beaten and stand by.

"What's the matter with lying down for a few months, manly man, what's it if you're injured, you go quickly!" Huang Zhijun scolded Hao Jian angrily, anxious. I'm afraid that once Song Chunlai notices Hao Jian, then Hao Jian won't be able to leave if he wants to.

"Who are you?" Song Chunlai looked at Hao Jian impatiently, obviously unhappy that Hao Jian dared to meddle in the matter between himself and Huang Zhijun.