Even if he got into a fight or got into trouble, as long as no one was killed and he could settle it with money, it was not a big deal!
But this good-for-nothing bastard dared to mess with Master Housan! No matter how rich he was, he was not as rich as Master Housan! No matter how powerful he was, he was not as powerful as Master Housan's background in the underworld!
When something happened, there was only one word for it: Admit it!
One car was heading home, while the other was heading towards the Caesar Hotel. Yao Jing was screaming crazily in the car, while the other car had already stopped. Boss Luo and his wife, together with the driver, used a flashlight to find Luo Ran, who had fainted in the withered grass.
"Son, son, wake up, wake up, don't scare your mother. Son, son, wake up, don't scare your mother, don't scare your mother." Holding Luo Ran, whose face and lips were pale, Luo Ran's mother cried until she almost fainted.
The driver carefully touched Luo Ran's nose and whispered to his boss, whose fat was trembling, "Boss, he's still breathing … I think he just fainted. Let's put him in the car first."
"He's still breathing?" Boss Luo was from Guangdong Province. He had lost his fertility after a car accident in his early years. Otherwise, his family would not have raised Luo Ran as their ancestor. He was the only child in the family, and there was no way for him to grow a second one. How could he not be a treasure?
The driver nodded repeatedly, "He's still breathing, he's still breathing. I checked, and there's no blood … except here." The driver, who was in his early forties, pointed at Luo Ran's neck, "Someone strangled him here, but there's no other injury."
The driver's surname was also Luo, and he was from the same village as Boss Luo.
With his reminder, Boss Luo also gently stretched out two fingers in front of his son's nose. … He's really breathing! It's all right! Master Housan was merciful!
"Stop crying, what are you crying for? Take him to the car! Call your cousin, who's a medical student, over for a check-up! " His son was still breathing, and the Luo family was still alive. Boss Luo was so happy that he pushed his wife away and bent down to pick Luo Ran up. He tried twice but was blocked by his beer belly, so he had to tell his driver, "Hurry up, take my son to the car, get in the car first!"
As long as his son was still breathing, it was fine!
If he really ran out of Qi, he could only accept it, accept it!
At this moment, Boss Luo didn't want to stay here for even a minute. He just wanted to leave as soon as possible.
The black BMW with a local license plate sped away. In less than two minutes, Hou Zi, who was wearing a loose bathrobe that revealed a large portion of his strong and muscular chest, received a call from his subordinate. He didn't have much interest in it, so he replied with a soft "Mm" and hung up the phone.
He turned around and poured the red wine into a large crystal wine set. While shaking it gently, he walked to the sofa and sat down. "It's settled. I've just brought him home. Tell your little girlfriend not to worry."
The red wine in the wine set was slowly poured into a tall crystal glass. Xia Jinyuan, who was also wearing a loose white hotel robe, picked up the crystal glass filled with red wine and gave a slight toast to Hou Zi. "Thank you, Brother Zi."
"Don't mention it. Even if I didn't show up today, your little girlfriend would have taken care of it." Hou Zi was no longer drunk. He sat on the dark-colored sofa with his slender legs crossed and sighed with a smile. "My men said that those little hooligans were beaten up badly. There were seven of them in total. Four of them had brass darts pierced into their left hands and knives pierced into their right hands. Their left and right hands were dislocated and twisted like noodles."
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