Yun Ranran pursed her lips and spoke as calmly as possible:
"Jiang Yan, can you come to the hospital now? I want to talk to you about something."
"Okay, you name a place."
In the box, Jiang Yan leaned on the sofa with his eyebrows raised, and his thin pink lips curled up with a smile.
Wait for the call to end.
He waved his hand and looked ahead coldly.
"continue!!"
Under the bright light, the big man in a black short-sleeved shirt saw this and punched the middle-aged man who was tied up and lying on the ground with his fists.
Peng Peng——
Fists hit flesh, each one making a low, thud.
The tied-up man had originally looked calm and a bit arrogant, but after being hit so hard several times, he arched his body and twisted in pain.
"Jiang Yan, you little bastard, your second uncle and I grew up together as brothers, how dare you treat your elders like this?"
The middle-aged man questioned Jiang Yan angrily, his face flushed red and his eyes filled with disbelief.
"Shut up and keep going!"
Jiang Yan's smile turned even colder when he heard this, and he waved his hand to signal the big man.
Seeing this, the big man picked up a towel and stuffed it into the man's mouth. Then he clenched his fists tighter and punched him where it hurt.
The middle-aged man wanted to curse something, but after his mouth was blocked and he was punched several times, he fell to the ground in fear, mumbling incoherently as he looked at Jiang Yan and began to beg for mercy.
Jiang Yan looked at the middle-aged man and smiled: "Don't beat him to death, leave him a breath."
"Yes, Master."
The big man nodded.
Then, under the middle-aged man's desperate gaze, Jiang Yan straightened his clothes, stood up and walked out of the box.
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