Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 368: A Mei’s Careful Thoughts That Can’t Be Conquered

Jinshan Entertainment City.

Nie Fugui sat on the stool with a gloomy face, smoke rising from the cigar in his hand.

"A Bing..."

He raised his head and looked at Rama Bing thoughtfully: "Your performance just now disappointed me so much. It's just a broken-toothed horse, but your water house gang can't do anything about him?"

"Is this a problem with Bengyaju?"

Rama Bing shrugged, spread his hands with an innocent face and said, "He Sheng already means this, who dares to oppose him?"

"Our Shuifang Gang also depends on He Sheng's expression sometimes. If we make him unhappy, we will all be very sad."

He curled his lips and made a helpless expression: "I want to do it too, but I can't help it."

Rama Bing's meaning was also very obvious. He Sheng opened his mouth to talk about this. He Sheng came from this gambling stall, and he didn't necessarily have to do it.

He Sheng never asked him if he had any opinions on this matter from beginning to end.

He took two puffs of his cigarette frequently: "Wang Hai, wasn't the gunman you found before very professional? Where's the man?"

Wang Hai is 1.8 meters tall. He looks tall and muscular, and his face is fierce.

Wang Hai nodded: "Then I'll find a gunman to take care of this matter. It's just Wu Zhihui, there's no need to find him."

As soon as he mentioned this matter, he became even more angry and said: "It was agreed at that time that I would be responsible for doing it. Nie Sheng, you paid for it, but I didn't see you reimbursing me."

"understood."

Nie Fugui held his cigar tightly with his fingers: "He is a businessman. Just kill him! I'll see what moves He Sheng can take."

Nie Fugui knew Wu Zhihui's level after many collisions. Ordinary characters simply couldn't play Wu Zhihui.

Looking for death.

"damn it."

After listening to Wang Hai's words, Nie Fugui cursed unceremoniously: "Who is He Sheng? Just kill him when you said you would arrange for gunmen to kill him?"

Why bother to offend him? If you have any idea, go and play with He Sheng yourself.

Wang Hai curled his lips and stopped talking.

Nie Fugui had a strong nasal voice and looked at him with a displeased look on his face: "Huh? I said to find the gunman from last time."

The most damning thing was this Wu Zhihui. Damn it, he was the one who caused him to lose control of the gambling stalls.

"Get rid of Wu Zhihui, the one who rushes to the street!"

Wang Hai frowned slightly and explained: "What happened last time was that we spent 1.5 million to find him."

You also have to spend money to find a more professional gunman to ensure that everything is foolproof. If you miss it once, it will be difficult to kill Wu Zhihui next time.

After Wang Hai was scolded by Nie Fugui, he turned away and said nothing.

Wang Hai, with a fierce look on his face, stood nearby, listening to their dialogue and just curling his lips.

Touch him?

Wearing a suit still couldn't hide his fierce look. He didn't look like a businessman, but looked more like a member of the gang.

Nie Fugui was very angry tonight. When he caught Wang Hai as his punching bag, his mouth clicked like a machine gun and he began to curse.

His identity is a bit like that of a puppet among a few people, so how can he have any identity or status?

"Why bother?"

Wang Hai took a step forward and curled his lips with a disdainful expression: "Just arrange a gunman to kill him."

Regardless of whether they are members of the community who rely on this industry to earn money or people who are well-known on the white road, they all respect him very much when they see him.

It can be seen from going to the gambling stall tonight. There are so many people here. Although Wang Hai has a clear stake in Jinshan, everyone knows that he has no status.

"Who is he? If he can be touched as easily as you said, it is your turn to speak?"

"This guy is too expensive."

"Crazy, crazy line!"

Previously, he teamed up with Nie Fugui and others and arranged for the gunman to kill his uncle Wang Dongyuan during the Dragon Boat Festival and get a piece of the Jinshan pie.

From beginning to end, Wang Hai was not even qualified to speak.

"Do you know how many people in Haojiang are counting on him for food? Do you know why no one is willing to offend him?"

He Sheng has been ups and downs in Haojiang for so many years, and now he has become the top player in this industry.

He cursed angrily: "Believe it or not, if you kill him, no one will have to do anything anymore. Just wait and eat shit."

"You think everyone is just like your street-fighting uncle Wang Dongyuan who has no identity or status and can be killed whenever he wants!"

aside.

Therefore, according to his idea, it would be good to arrange another gunman to kill He Sheng.

Nie Fugui took a long breath from his cigar, and the thick smoke enveloped him: "He can't move, but the person who moves him can still move."

Wang Hai replied: "We can contact you. Didn't you say you don't need to find the gunman?"

"You just can't fucking put it on the table. How did you dig it out? How can you tell me so clearly about 1.5 million?"

Nie Fugui looked at the garrulous Wang Hai, grabbed the cigar in his hand and smashed it directly: "Didn't you get any fucking benefits?"

The cigar hit Wang Hai's body, sending sparks flying, quickly annihilating in the air, and falling on the carpet, smoking.

"Wang Dongyuan is dead. You have no idea how much benefit Wang Hai has gained?"

Nie Fugui was a little confused and scolded: "Didn't you get to Jinshan Entertainment City smoothly? How much is it? One and a half million will cost you your life?"

"..."

Wang Hai curled his lips and stopped talking, but his expression was unconvinced.

"Look at your potential, how can you do this with so much money in your hands?"

Nie Fugui hates that iron cannot become steel: "You have to spend money to do things. If you don't spend money, who the hell will do it for you? If a wolf wants to eat meat, can a dog eat shit? Can it be a big deal?"

He really didn't like Wang Hai.

Jinshan Casino supported him to rise to the top, but Wang Hai, a guy who couldn't get on the stage, often did some embarrassing things.

From time to time, someone would tell him that Wang Hai was hiring young croupiers in Jinshan Entertainment City, and he was not willing to spend money to do such embarrassing things.

Not for birds.

If Wang Hai's identity wasn't here, he, Nie Fugui, would no longer need someone like him.

"Wang Hai."

Rama Bing sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, glanced sideways at Wang Hai, and sneered disdainfully: "You shouldn't let us do such a small thing, right?"

Wang Hai glanced at Rama Bing, but also said nothing, looking unhappy.

Nie Fugui didn't want to get involved in this matter, and neither did he, Rama Bing.

If it doesn't work out, being bitten by Wu Zhihui will be more than worth the loss.

If he can't do it, he won't be in the gambling stall business, but his base is in Haojiang. Who knows what Wu Zhihui will do.

Having been in Haojiang for so many years, and now at this position, Rama Bing really doesn't underestimate Wu Zhihui.

Wu Zhihui looks young, but the person who can make He Sheng so satisfied can be some kind of mindless little character.

He didn't want to, and neither did Nie Fugui, so he asked Wang Hai.

He, Nie Fugui, was beaten once by Wu Zhihui and was frightened.

The room suddenly became quiet, and the atmosphere was a bit dull.

on the ground.

The cigar that fell on the floor was not extinguished, and there was a hole in the hot carpet, and smoke began to pour out.

"Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up!"

Nie Fugui pointed at Wang Hai and roared angrily: "Let's find the gunman from last time and kill him in one go, do you know?!"

Wang Hai curled his lips, bent down to pick up the cigar from the ground, put it in the ashtray and crushed it hard. The cigar broke and twisted.

Still no answer.

"Oh shit."

Nie Fugui looked at Wang Hai's expression and waved his hand impatiently: "After finishing him, I'll pay for the money, okay?"

If you want to get Wu Zhihui, you still have to spend a lot of money, and this money cannot be saved.

"alright."

When Wang Hai heard what he said, he nodded and looked at Nie Fugui: "How about you give me the 1.5 million from last time?"

"roll!"

Nie Fugui pointed to the door outside: "I told you to get out now, do you hear me?!"

Wang Hai looked at Nie Fugui who was about to jump up, but finally did not dare to say anything more and walked out dejectedly.

"Oh shit."

Nie Fugui looked at the closed door and cursed angrily in a low voice: "Wang Hai is really a person who can't stand on the stage."

He frowned and kept talking: "If he hadn't been Wang Dongyuan's nephew, he would have been kicked away long ago. He is really a loser."

Nie Fugui swore that he had not been like this for many years.

As he gets older, his mentality has become much calmer. Nie Fugui usually looks kind and kind.

But tonight, I said all the dirty words, I don’t know how many times I opened my mouth and shut it down.

outside.

Ma Zai walked in hurriedly, looked at Nie Fugui with a gloomy expression, and swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

I dare not say it anymore.

"How about it?"

Nie Fugui took a deep breath, calmed down his mood, and said coldly: "Is the matter settled? Is Dajun's attack on the street settled?"

He looked askance at Ma Zai: "Don't tell me, this kind of thing hasn't been settled yet."

Ma Zai thought for a moment and nodded: "It's done."

"Hem home shovel!"

Nie Fugui confirmed again: "I said that if I want him to shovel the Yan family, I must shovel the Yan family. Are you sure that Dajun and his family are all dead?!"

In addition to Wu Zhihui's ability, Da Jun's aggressiveness was also a key factor in the failure of the gambling business.

If it weren't for him, even if Rama Bing didn't get involved in the gambling stall, Wu Zhihui wouldn't be able to get in, and He Sheng wouldn't be allowed to take control of the gambling stall so quickly.

"Dead!"

Ma Zai nodded again, patted his chest and assured: "Dajun, his wife, children, and four other confidants have all been killed."

"Go."

After hearing what Ma Zai said, Nie Fugui's face became a little better and he waved him away.

Ma Zai left in a hurry, not forgetting to take a look inside when closing the door.

It really came at the wrong time, Nie Sheng was so angry, but luckily, the army was dead.

When he came in just now, he originally wanted to say that the army was dead, but it was not their doing.

They waited on the sea, but before they could start doing anything, the ship exploded as soon as it came out.

But when Ma Zai came in and saw how angry Nie Fugui was, how dare Ma Zai say that.

Anyway, the big soldiers have already rushed to the street, so it doesn't matter if he did it himself. Anyway, the result is what Nie Fugui wants, so he just agrees to it.

If you speak out, you won't get scolded, so it's better to leave it alone.

Outside Jinshan Entertainment City.

The parking boy helped Wang Hai drive the car out of the parking lot. As soon as he got into the car and was about to leave, he was stopped by the parking boy.

"Brother Hai, walk slowly."

The parking boy smiled and rubbed his hands, then came up and leaned towards the car window: "I don't have any money to smoke, can Brother Hai give me a reward?"

As for the parking boy, this is what he eats.

"Get out of here!"

Wang Hai yelled angrily and pointed at the parking boy: "Damn it, you dare to ask for my money? I'll break your legs."

His eyes widened: "What happened to Rama Bing? The people under his command don't know how to discipline him, so he asks me, Wang Hai, for money?!"

The accelerator roared, and Wang Hai drove the car away, leaving a trail of exhaust gas behind.

"Pooh."

The parking boy spat in Wang Hai's direction: "Damn it, don't let me park your car for you in the future, iron cock."

Moon Bay Holiday Hotel.

There was a knock on the door, and Ah Ji walked in from outside. He looked at Wu Zhihui, who was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in a bathrobe and looking outside:

"Boss, the ship exploded."

"Ah."

Wu Zhihui stood with his hands behind his hands, stepping on the soft carpet with his feet, feeling the soft feedback from under his feet: "Isn't that Da Jun who jumped on the street?"

He looked at the night scene of neon lights flashing in the distance outside the floor-to-ceiling windows: "If you are so stupid, you can't blame me."

"No, some of the substitutes he arranged were killed. It was the substitutes who died."

Aji grinned: "With how courageous he is, if you remind him, he will definitely not dare to go up again."

Another comment: "But he's not stupid, he knows how to arrange a substitute."

"That's good."

Wu Zhihui turned around, took out the cigarettes and threw one to him, then lit one himself: "I hope Dajun can be bold for once and don't let me down too much."

He squinted his eyes and blew out the smoke: "It would be best to shoot Nie Fugui to death with one shot."

"Hahaha"

Aji laughed when he heard this: "I think so too."

He puffed on his cigarette: "The boss is still smart. With just one simple move, Nie Fugui couldn't get off the stage. The yellow mud fell into his crotch, and it wasn't just shit."

Nie Fugui must also want to kill Dajun. Nie Fugui said that he did not blow up the ship. Ask Dajun if he believes it.

"Well, let's see if there is any good news tomorrow."

Wu Zhihui turned over and sat on the sofa: "The gambling stalls are basically settled now, only the finishing touches are left to be done."

"We should be able to go back after staying here for a few more days. How is the configuration of the gambling stalls discussed with Shouting Ten?"

"It's okay. The handover went relatively smoothly. Basically all the people we brought from the security company are in place. There will be no problem."

Aji reported the basic situation and thought for a while: "This is the person stationed there, who should I look for?"

"Right now, we haven't settled down with Hong Xing on the Xiangjiang side, so we have to arrange someone who can keep the situation under control here."

"Okay, just arrange for these people to be here."

Wu Zhihui waved his hand and had no intention of arranging a separate person to be stationed there: "I am very satisfied that this time I can get the gambling boat thing off the line smoothly."

"He Sheng will pay attention to this gambling stall himself. We just need to ensure that nothing happens at the gambling stall."

"If it's really a big deal, he will definitely give instructions. Just pick a handsome guy from among these people to lead the team." Wu Zhihui saw clearly that there was a Bengyaju beside He Sheng, and he was just an intermediary for him. .

A glass of water that can be shared in the gambling stall is enough. You have to be careful about the proportion. Sometimes doing too much is not a good thing.

"Okay, I know."

Ah Ji nodded in response, then showed an ambiguous smile, leaned close to Wu Zhihui and whispered: "Boss, you have to have a good rest tonight. I will have someone prepare something good for you tomorrow."

"Ok?"

Wu Zhihui turned to look at Aji's ambiguous smile and muttered: "Bad boy, what do you mean?"

"No, no, I'm just talking casually."

Aji shook his head like a rattle, retracted his body and walked outside: "I'm just saying casually, boss, you have never been someone who plays around with women outside."

"Pounce on the street."

Wu Zhihui looked at Ah Ji who closed the door and went out without looking back. He stood up and stretched: "What is this kid doing? He has his own secret. He is so nagging."

He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and did a few simple stretches to kill his energy: "Oh, everything is fine, that's all."

Wu Zhihui now realizes the disadvantages of traveling on a business trip. It's boring to be alone outside on a business trip.

I don't like ordinary things, but I am energetic enough and have nowhere to vent.

At this moment.

There was a knock on the hotel door.

This floor is their own room, no outsiders can come in, and there are security guards standing in the corridor to make sure nothing happens.

Wu Zhihui walked over and looked at the cat's eye. There was no one outside.

Through the peephole, you can see that the security guard who was originally in charge of standing at the door is now standing facing the wall, looking very reserved, and he doesn't dare to look back even if he wants to.

Wu Zhihui opened the door and was greeted by a burst of fragrant wind. It was a very lazy and pleasant fragrance, not pungent at all.

It's A Mei.

She ducked in from the outside and hugged Wu Zhihui tightly with her arms, clinging tightly to prevent any gap between the two.

Just like that, she didn't forget to stretch out her foot and hook it back, closing the door behind her.

The security guard outside the door was very discerning and started running away: "Boss, let's go to the stairs and stand there. Call us if you need anything."

Wu Zhihui was so distracted by the softness that he smiled and said, "Amei, why are you here?"

Arms.

Ah Mei raised her head and showed her delicate face. She didn't answer Wu Zhihui's question, but blinked and asked, "Ah Hui, did you miss me?"

She didn't know when she came to Haojiang. In order to give Wu Zhihui a surprise, she specially asked the person who came to pick her up to shout to be quiet.

A Mei was wearing a white bathrobe with a V-neck cross at the front of the bathrobe, revealing her snow-white skin.

Her red lips parted slightly, her white teeth bit her lip slightly, and she added: "I want to hear the truth."

"Yes, of course I do!"

Wu Zhihui was very surprised. Looking at A Mei who suddenly appeared, he looked at her with a smile: "I really want to."

He leaned down and pressed his lips against the alluring A-Mei, but A-Mei turned her head and dodged him.

"really?"

Amei stood on tiptoes and came close to Wu Zhihui's ear. The hot air hit her ear, making it feel warm and itchy.

She whispered: "Let me check if you really miss me!"

The hand that was originally holding Wu Zhihui's waist moved downwards, his eyes gradually widened, showing a satisfied expression.

"whee."

Amei was obviously very satisfied with the test results and stepped out of Wu Zhihui's arms and walked into the suite inside.

She looked around the room and then said with satisfaction: "Not bad, no other women have been here."

She casually turned off the lights in the room, leaving only a few warm-colored ambient light strips. She lifted up the hem of her bathrobe and sat on the soft sofa, then patted the seat next to her.

Wu Zhihui sat down next to her: "Why do you want to come to Haojiang? What? Do you want to have some fun in the entertainment city?"

"Ah Hui, how can you think of me like this? I said I would stop gambling, so I will stop gambling."

A Mei snorted coldly, her little face straightened, and she made an angry gesture: "You said that to me, I'm really sad, and also very angry, angry, very angry."

Amei was like a little girl at this time: "I just thought that you were alone in Haojiang. You must be very tired after a busy day, so I came here to see you."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Wu Zhihui nodded dumbfounded: "My problem, I reflect on it and review it."

"Humph."

Ah Mei snorted lightly, then without saying anything else, she raised her two slender legs high and placed them directly on Wu Zhihui's legs and thighs.

The hem of the white bathrobe slipped down, revealing her slender legs wrapped in black knee-high socks.

Under the black stockings, a pair of jade feet moved restlessly, as if they were trying to hook Wu Zhihui.

"Ah Hui."

A Mei grabbed Wu Zhihui's hand and placed it on the stockings. A hint of slyness flashed in her eyes: "These are the new stockings I bought. How is the quality?"

The palms of my hands rubbed over the stockings, and the silky texture came to them. With full inertia, they moved all the way up over the knees and to the thighs, and I made a new discovery.

This is not a simple over-the-knee stocking. The upgraded version of the stocking adds two more suspenders at the end, which extend upward and around the waist to achieve the blessing effect of superimposing attack speed BUFF.

Under A Mei's sly gaze, Wu Zhihui stopped at a mere taste and did not follow the trend to explore the style of the stockings, but withdrew his hand.

This made A Mei's eyes inevitably feel a sense of disappointment that her plot had not succeeded.

At one point, Ah Mei wondered, had Ah Hui quit drugs before, so that he could endure it?

"is acceptable."

Wu Zhihui held the soles of A Mei's feet with his palms: "A Mei is interested. She came all the way to visit me."

Her feet were just long enough to be held and covered the entire soles of her feet, and her fingers restlessly moved under the soles of her feet.

"It doesn't tickle."

A Mei couldn't help the itching feeling on her soles, and her slender legs moved restlessly: "Of course, I'm so considerate and know that you are working hard outside, so come over and see if there is anything I can do to help."

"Help? Is help enough?"

Wu Zhihui raised his eyebrows and looked at A Mei: "I have to help you at least a few times. I need you to help me."

"Well"

Ah Mei exhaled like a blue breath and muttered: "Whatever you say will be whatever it is, listen to you Ah Hui."

"I came here just for you. You are the biggest today, okay?"

"Ah."

Wu Zhihui nodded with satisfaction, grabbed A Mei's left leg with his left hand and lifted it to his shoulder.

Then he turned over and looked down at her from above: "Tell me honestly, why did you sneak over here alone?"

"Just to see you."

"Look at me?"

Wu Zhihui moved his hands faster and tortured him to extract a confession: "Just looking at me? Then why don't you bring Hong Kong students with you?"

"Well"

A Mei's body twisted restlessly, her face quickly turned red and hot, and her breathing became rapid: "Because... because I played a trick."

"Yeah...it's just scheming"

She closed her eyes tightly, opened her lips slightly and said with a slight nasal sound: "Qianli sent me here in front of you, you should be very happy, ahead of them."

She looked at Wu Zhihui with hazy eyes (ω)

"Humph."

Wu Zhihui smiled proudly: "In this case, for the sake of your hard work and hard work, I will teach you a few self-defense techniques, so that you can protect yourself when you encounter danger."

in the suite.

Under the warm light of the lamp, the figure floated, Wu Zhihui showed no reservations to A Mei, and taught him all his self-defense techniques.

"Please, please don't hold my head so tightly with your legs."

"We're just practicing. You're pinching me like this, I can't breathe, I'm almost vomiting, okay?"

"Okay, I understand."

Wu Zhihui conducted practical drills on Ah Mei in various field situations. He was very busy and enjoyed talking about it.

"No Stop!"

Ah Mei panted heavily and waved her hands in surrender: "No, no, I'm too tired. Can you rest for a while and practice again? It's too much physical exertion."

Wu Zhihui raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it okay?"

"I can do it."

Amei exhaled in a small mouth and explained with a pouted mouth: "Just rest, take a rest."

"If it works, it works. If it doesn't work, it doesn't work. What do you mean by taking a break?"

Wu Zhihui was in high spirits, but he hadn't taught A Mei all the self-defense techniques yet: "Okay, if it doesn't work anymore, forget it. I won't teach him anymore. I won't teach him anymore in the future."

Done.

Wu Zhihui was about to leave.

"do not want!"

Ah Mei quickly grabbed Wu Zhihui, unwilling to let herself be surrounded by an empty feeling of defeat: "No, just like this, just let me rest for a while, okay?"

Her eyes were full of pleading, she was biting her lip, and looked at Wu Zhihui eagerly, her crimson face filled with endless thirst for knowledge.

Please. (﹏)

"Um"

Wu Zhihui pondered for a moment and looked at Amei sitting on the coffee table: "It's not impossible, then you beg me."

"Do you really want it?"

Amei looked at Wu Zhihui pitifully, turned her head and whispered, "Then, can I beg you?"

She opened her arms and hugged Wu Zhihui tightly, refusing to let go.

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Ah Mei's head was pillowed on Wu Zhihui's arm, and her body was curled up on his broad chest: "I love you, my Dabaohui."

Her smooth and flawless face was filled with a deep sense of satisfaction and fulfillment after acquiring knowledge, and she was looking forward to the next teaching.

"It's just your plan."

Wu Zhihui held a cigarette between his fingers and stroked her face with his palms: "I came all the way to study behind the backs of Hong Kong students and Hui Zhen. They will definitely be very angry if they know it."

Talk about it.

After all, Ah Mei is a lady in her thirties, but her knowledge of self-defense skills is minimal and needs to be developed.

This mature charm is superimposed with the process of development, not to mention, giving people a strong and different feeling.

"Don't listen, don't listen."

Ah Mei shook her head like a rattle, and she directly clenched her fists and waved them in front of her face: "Let me teach them a lesson. Older ones are still tougher."

She raised her head, raised her chin slightly and looked at Wu Zhihui slyly: "What should I do? I'm a little hungry."

"Ok?"

Wu Zhihui raised his eyebrows.

Ah Mei turned over and slid down like a slippery loach.

"Well"

Wu Zhihui took a puff of his cigarette and exhaled a long, thin puff of blue-green smoke.

Jinshan Entertainment City.

Nie Fugui walked out of the entertainment city, looked around and got into the car.

Since he was robbed by Wu Zhihui last time, he is now very cautious when going out, and there are at least three armed security guards every time.

One drives.

The other two were sitting in the back seat, one on the left and the other on the right. Nie Fugui did not sit in the passenger seat, but sat in the back seat with them, squeezed in the middle, with men on the left and right.

The bodyguard habitually waited for Nie Fugui to get in the car first, and then waited for him to get in before opening the left and right doors to get in.

The car returned to his villa. After entering the villa gate, the electric gate at the back slowly closed.

The bodyguard got out of the car and waited for Nie Fugui to get off with his hands on the roof of the car.

That's when.

In the green belt outside the villa, someone pushed open the manhole cover, and suddenly a figure emerged from inside, wearing a cap and a mask, covering his face tightly.

The big dark star in his hand reflected the cold metallic luster under the streetlight, and the black muzzle was pointed directly at Nie Fugui in front of him.

"Bang bang bang!"

The gunman pulled the trigger with his finger and fired three shots at Nie Fugui.

The bodyguard who had just gotten off the car saw the gunman appearing and immediately reached out to grab Nie Fugui: "He has a gun!"

The first shot blasted a bloody hole in Nie Fugui's shoulder, the second shot was blocked by the bodyguard, and the third shot missed.

Nie Fugui's bodyguard reacted very quickly. While knocking Nie Fugui down, he drew his gun and shot in the back.

In a short period of time, both sides exchanged fire.

"Grass!"

The gunman's body trembled, he covered his abdomen where he was shot, fired two shots at random, and ran away without any pause, limping away.

"Nie Fugui, Dajun asked me to tell you something. If you find him again, he will definitely kill your whole family!"

The gunman's voice echoed over the villa.

"Nie Sheng."

"Nie Sheng!"

The bodyguard quickly checked Nie Fugui's injuries: "Call a doctor!"

"Kill him for me!"

Nie Fugui's face was pale, he was holding his bleeding shoulders, big beads of sweat fell from his forehead, and growled: "Doctor, call my personal doctor over here!"

The bodyguard quickly helped Nie Fugui get into the car, leaving one person to chase the gunman. The doctor got into the car and started rescuing him on the spot. He simply applied a bandage to stop the bleeding and headed to the hospital.

Early the next morning.

Sunlight shines in through the gauze curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the light beams dance with each other.

When Wu Zhihui woke up, Amei was arranging his shirt in front of the full-length mirror. Seeing Wu Zhihui getting up, she helped him take the clothes over: "Let's go downstairs for breakfast."

A Mei's face was rosy, her face full of spring breeze, and her brows and eyes revealed a burst of fresh vitality.

She was like a housewife, caring for Wu Zhihui's daily life.

The two went downstairs and came to the restaurant.

Aji and the others were eating breakfast there. When they saw Wu Zhihui coming, they quickly waved and said hello to them.

Wuying sounded excited and said with excitement: "Boss, there is good news."

(End of this chapter)