I didn't expect that someone would come up with such a far-fetched excuse to exonerate Wei Changsheng.
Knowing one thing is knowing another, and Song Youyou did not force her own views on her.
"Why they pretended not to know each other is irrelevant.
Because if we continue to investigate, we will find out, but I am afraid they are targeting you..."
“Fuck… who, who the hell just attacked me…”
The forgotten Wei Changsheng slowly woke up at this time.
Wen Xiaorou had just begun to think again when her mind suddenly stopped. She rushed to Wei Changsheng and asked with concern:
"Changsheng, you're awake! Are you feeling unwell? Is your brain okay?"
The old man tutted his tongue. "He can't stop cursing the moment he wakes up. What could possibly be wrong with his brain? I think he's incredibly lucid!"
Moving his gaze to the source of the sound, Wei Changsheng immediately recognized the man who had hit him for no apparent reason. Then, his gaze moved two inches to the side.
"Song Youyou?" Wei Changsheng suddenly realized, "Is this man in the same group with you? So, the person who just attacked and hit me on the head was..."
"It's me." Song Youyou acknowledged it honestly.
Wei Changsheng: ...You actually dare to admit it!
"Then why did you hit me?!"
This little girl is so fucking ruthless!
"I'm telling you, this matter isn't over yet, even if you're Xiaorou's friend!"
"Who are you following, you bastard?"
The old man stood up suddenly and looked down at Wei Changsheng who was half lying on the ground with a stern look.
Roll up your sleeves and get ready to fuck him.
"Hey! You crazy guy, what do you want?!"
Wei Changsheng quickly shrank back.
This crazy man!
He didn't ask him to pay compensation, so why should he step out?
Song Youyou was afraid that Lao Yu would kill someone with one punch, so she quickly grabbed him and turned around to ask:
"Wei Changsheng, what do you want?"
Huh? Are you scared?
Seeing that Song Youyou took the initiative to ask for compensation, Wei Changsheng, who had seen her financial resources, was about to ask for a huge amount of money.
But she said leisurely:
"I advise you to think it over before you speak. If you say something wrong and my hand shakes and I fail to hold you back, you won't blame anyone else if you get beaten to death."
Wei Changsheng: ...Why does he feel this is a threat?
Before he could speak, he heard the soft and leisurely voice continue:
"Oh, by the way, if you want to do it, you can't do it. Otherwise, call the police to arrest me.
If the police came, I would report you for being a hooligan to my Xiaorou.
You will be sent to jail and paraded through the streets."
"..." If he was still in doubt just now, Wei Changsheng has now confirmed it.
She is threatening him!
But damn, he was really afraid of this threat.
He just returned to the Wei family and hasn't enjoyed life enough, so he can't get angry!
"You can't just not pay for any of the medical expenses, right? You're throwing a big rock at me. If I wasn't so stubborn, I'd probably be gone for a while now."
etc.
Head...
When this word was mentioned, Wei Changsheng suddenly remembered that he had a headache.
"Hiss... my head..."
He reached out and touched it, and the next second, the old cock screamed like ejaculation resounded through the sky.
"ah--"
"Blood! So much blood! There's so much blood on my head!"
Wei Changsheng looked at the blood on his hand, and his hands were shaking as if he had been electrocuted.
The old man rubbed his ears and imparted his experience with some disdain: "The blood on your hand has clotted. If the bleeding has stopped, just bandage it."
"Tsk, you're so ruthless. I thought you were so experienced, but you're yelling like this after getting hit on the head."
The old saying didn't enter Wei Changsheng's mind at all.
He always beats others in fights in the village. This is the first time he has had his head broken. What experience can he have?
He no longer cared about whether to compensate or not.
My mind is full of fear.
"Xiao Rou, please save me, Xiao Rou!"
"Quick, take me to see a doctor!"
"I can't die yet!"
"I just returned to the city to live a normal life. I can't die yet!"
He leaned all his strength on Wen Xiaorou, then walked carefully and hurriedly to the nearby clinic.
The old man said, "It's his head that's injured, not his foot," and before he could tell anyone, he had already walked away.
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