Jiang Li didn't pay attention to what was happening in Nancheng.
After staying at the old lady's house for a few days, the group of five drove back.
This world is somewhat different from her world.
She would occasionally feel something strange, but she couldn't tell what was wrong for a while.
Passing through Tianshui Town.
It was originally a relatively ordinary town, but because it had a nationally famous delicacy, everyone decided to stay here for a day.
After visiting the local night market, they returned to their temporary rented homestay.
But in an alley, he heard sounds of beating and scolding.
"You soiled my clothes, and you're done with just an apology? Are you giving three or five hundred to a beggar?"
A man with tattoos on his arms, a half-smoked cigarette in his mouth, kept kicking and punching the person lying on the ground.
There were two younger brothers beside him, who were also punching and kicking the man.
Seeing this, several people looked at each other.
Jiang Li chuckled and said, "Fighting?"
The three people in the alley stopped what they were doing when they heard the laughter.
When I turned my head, I saw three men and two women standing under the street light at the entrance of the alley.
Although the two girls were young and beautiful, there were three men on both sides, and the tattooed man did not find fault.
"This is none of your business, mind your own business."
He spat, spitting out the cigarette from his mouth.
Jiang Li was most disgusted by this kind of group fight.
Whenever it's a 1V1, she's too lazy to get involved.
Take two steps forward.
Lin Mian wanted to hold her back but was stopped by Jiang Zhao.
Walk in and bend down.
In the dim light of the alley, I saw the person who was beaten.
He has a very young face and is very handsome. Even though he was beaten badly, his good looks are still intact.
She looked to be around twenty years old and seemed to be in good shape.
"Fuck you, ouch..."
A little brother wanted to say a few words of intimidation, but the next moment, he was hit directly in the face by a pink fist.
The little brother took two steps back in pain, covering his face and crying out in pain.
Jiang Li laughed and said, "Why did they hit you?"
The young man stood up by holding on to the wall. His clothes were dirty, his face was covered in blood, and his finger bones were broken.
"I accidentally stained the other person's clothes."
The young man's voice was very pleasant, like the sound of pearls and flowing water.
Seeing his younger brother being beaten, the big man with tattoos felt that his status was being challenged.
With a vicious face, he pointed at Jiang Li.
"Damn bitch, ah..."
This time, he kicked the 170-180 kg man directly and sent him flying.
The big man's back hit the wall of the alley, and he fell to the ground groaning, holding his stomach and wailing.
"Amazing!" He Xuan and Lin Che's eyes lit up with excitement.
The punches and kicks were so fast.
For this reason, the two of them tried to learn it from scratch, but unfortunately, the movements were very slow.
He is nothing like Jiang Li, whose movements are quick and graceful.
So handsome.
Seeing this, the remaining little brother dared not move, let alone speak.
"Are you okay?" Jiang Li looked him up and down. "Go to the hospital as soon as possible."
Sweat dripped from the young man's forehead as he nodded and said, "Thank you."
Jiang Li waved his hand, "It's all a small matter."
Then he turned and left.
**
A two-story house in Tianshui Town.
The young man walked in and found an old man sitting in the living room watching TV.
After taking a quick glance, the old man was startled and stood up and stepped forward.
"Ayu, what's wrong with you?"
As he spoke, he pulled him to sit down and turned to look for the medicine box.
Wen Yu touched the wound lightly and frowned slightly. His handsome face looked particularly embarrassed because of his fair complexion.
But there was indifference in his eyes.
"Don't worry, uncle, we just ran into some thugs."
The old man felt so distressed that he took out the medicine box to clean his wound.
The hand movements were very light.
"Who is such a bastard? Tell me, and I'll help you vent your anger."
His grandchildren have never suffered such hardship.
"Where's the person following you? I haven't seen him all day."
Wen Yu smiled and said, "It has nothing to do with them. Something urgent happened, so I asked them to go on a business trip for two days."
This doesn't seem to be an accident.
It is very likely that he has been targeted by someone before, and someone came to cause trouble for him today.
Wen Yu is the eldest grandson of the Wen family, one of Hong Kong's most prestigious families.
He received the most comprehensive training since he was young and was known as "Little Buddha" in Hong Kong.
It was because he was weak since childhood, and the old lady of the Wen family was a Buddhist. In order to pray for her grandson, she let him become a disciple of Master Huikong, the abbot of Huaming Temple in Gangcheng, as a lay disciple and also the only disciple of Master Huikong.
Because Master Huikong is highly respected in the Buddhist community and given the status of the Wen family, everyone calls him Little Buddha.
The old man in front of him was named Liang Qi. He was Madam Wen’s cousin and her only living relative. The relationship between the cousins was very harmonious.
It was summer vacation, and Wen Yu was in a rare good mood, so he went to visit his cousin's house in Tianshui Town.
Who would have thought that this would happen?
He only had a superficial wound. Mr. Liang was a retired surgeon and he could definitely help him deal with this minor injury.
While treating his wound, Mr. Liang kept muttering to himself.
Wen Yuze listened quietly with a smile in his eyes, occasionally nodding in agreement.
"It's grandma's 80th birthday this year, so uncle should go stay with her for a while."
Liang Qi thought for a moment and said, "That's fine. Come to think of it, I haven't seen your grandma in almost ten years."
"She's in good health." Wen Yu smiled and said, "She's just been thinking about you."
The grandfather and grandson chatted for a long time. Wen Yu helped the old man back to his room to rest and then returned to his own room.
He took out his cell phone and made a call.
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