Chapter 140

At the gate of wanbaohui shopping mall

When the manager of the shopping mall heard Duan Linbai's command, he took out his mobile phone and called the security team leader. He was still worried about whether to inform the boss.

Hold those people down and beat them to death?

What if something happens?

The little boss is reckless, but we can't let him do something wrong on impulse.

As he hesitated, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a black car speeding up.

The capital is dry and windy. It comes all the way. It's windy and dusty. The car is like a black arrow. It comes out of the wind and faces us.

The car didn't stop. When he saw the man who pushed the door to get off, his fingers shook and the phone almost fell to the ground.

Why is Mr. Fu here?

This shopping mall is very close to the capital of Yunjin. Most of his family come here to purchase goods. Sometimes they call to order goods. They are all sent by himself. Naturally, they know Fu Shen.

Duan Linbai called to say that there was an accident and asked him to check the surveillance. He was almost scared out of heart disease.

I know from my boss that such a vicious incident happened in the shopping mall under my jurisdiction. I'm afraid I can't keep my job.

"People." As soon as Fu Chen got out of the car, he went straight in. There was no superfluous words.

Duan Linbai said, "underground garage, get on, I'll take you there."

The manager stood in the same place. He thought that the little girl in the garage was his boss's favorite. How could it be related to the third master.

It suddenly occurred to him that two months ago, the shopping malls were going to close. The new year's uncle in the capital of Yunjin came out to buy some birthday things from them.

He patted his head.

The girl is the little ancestor who lives in the third master's house.

**

The security guard of the shopping mall came and soon subdued several people. However, one of the people who attacked Qianjiang before ran away and was not caught.

At the moment, the underground garage has been completely sealed off.

When Fu Shen and Duan Linbai appeared, Qianjiang was talking to the security team leader.

"Third master." Qianjiang only wore a white shirt, his left arm was bleeding, his face was as usual, dull and indifferent.

Ten slightly pick eyebrows, looking at the ground has not yet cleaned up the bloodstain, heart thump, how special also see blood?

"Late?"

"She's in the staff lounge, guarded." Qianjiang explained.

"Hurt?"

Qianjiang nodded seriously, "his right hand is broken, and the tiger's mouth is cracked."

Duan Linbai's head exploded when he heard what he said.

This shriveled calf, didn't see Fu Chen's eyes, must be able to poison and kill? You still stimulate him?

Brother, can't you be more tactful?

Qianjiang seems to feel that the stimulation is not enough, and added, "shed a lot of blood."

Duan Linbai's head is empty: lying trough? You have to have a limit to be honest. Can't you pacify him first?

Where on earth did Fu Shen find the second force's men.

"Who did it?" Fu Chen looked at several people on one side.

Six men were subdued, squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands.

"These two." Qianjiang stretched out his hand and pointed out, "he caught six and ran one."

The two men raised their heads in horror and were injured to varying degrees. One arm was wrapped around his clothes, and the other had a blood hole in his palm, which was still oozing blood.

They have only heard the name of Fu San Ye. They are scared to see a real person.

Wearing the most exquisite three piece suit, the man looked down at them like looking down at the ants, with aloof indifference.

Beautiful eyes, such as jade in the wind, Xiaoran free and easy, just standing there, are superb.

It's just that I close my eyebrows and droop my eyes, and I feel oppressed and cold

The wind blows.

"What do they want?" Fu Shen stretched out his hand to untie his cufflinks, and his fingers were clear and loose, pulling at his tie.

With the dim lighting of the underground garage, negative indulgence.

"I want to do something wrong with Miss Song." Qianjiang's voice is calm and steady, and there is a kind of calmness that Mount Tai collapses in front and the color remains unchanged, which states the objective facts.

Duan Lin Bai pats his head. This cliff is not too big.

"Is it?" Fu Shen loosened his collar button and his wrist.

"Third Master, we are also helping people with affairs, which has nothing to do with us..." the man with his palm pierced jumped out.

"They didn't get... To show off." The last word of Qianjiang hesitated for a moment, because Fu Shen, standing on his side, acted in person.

Quick action, pulling the man's collar to lift it up.

Great strength, the collar deep embedded in the neck, strangled the man's breath, "help who?"

"I..." the man hesitated and seemed to have some scruples.

"Who is it?" Duan Linbai is very anxious.

"If I do, can you protect me?" His throat was stuck, his voice was hoarse, his voice was trembling, and his lips were blue and white.

They were very close. The man was nervous and short of breath, but Fu Chen seemed to be from hell, and his breath was cold.

It's chilling.

"As long as you promise me, I'll tell you."

Duan Linbai almost applauded him.

Brother, I dare to talk to Fu Chen like this at this time. I'm very brave.

Fu Chen suddenly gave him a smile. His other hand loosened and he clenched it. He punched him in the face.

Too hard, the man's pain and shrieking voice seemed to be weak.

Half of the face was beaten out of shape.

Twisted and ferocious.

Duan Linbai is so tongue tied. This punch is really

It's noisy.

Fu Shen's eyes seemed to be stained with blood. Yan Hong raised his foot and kicked him hard. The man's soft body directly hit the back wall.

Like a pool of mud, virtual soft fall, not a bit angry.

Until more than a minute later, just lie on the ground, gas if gossamer cough, abdominal colic, mouth is full of blood.

A few gangsters on the side saw the scene and were scared into a cold sweat. They almost didn't see how Fu Shen raised his feet. The man's body was like a stray arrow hitting the wall.

The wind blows, and the air stirs.

"Cough --" the man curled up and vomited blood. His whole face was completely distorted because of the pain.

"What qualifications do you have to negotiate with me?" Fu Shen glared at him.

The tone was cold and surly.

"Third Master, I said!" One of them jumped out.

"I don't want to hear it now."

As soon as Fu Chen's voice fell, Qianjiang walked quickly and covered the man's mouth.

"Third Master, the police are coming." Ten sides attached to the past, quietly remind.

"Cover your mouth and beat me to death."

"Fu San, what if you kill him." Duan Linbai picks eyebrows.

"Blame him for his poor life."

The sound line is cold to the bone.

Duan Linbai is tongue tied. Why do these people hit him at the muzzle of his gun.

Who in the capital doesn't know that Mr. Fu is cold and merciless, and the people who touch him don't mean to think that his life is long.

But Fu Chen and then youyou said, "you are not the hand, you are responsible for the accident?"

Is Duan Linbai in the same place?

This ya, at this time also pit him!

"Third Master, I'll take you to miss song." Qianjiang handed over the matter to others, and then came to Fu Shen's side.

Fu Chen looked at his bleeding arm and followed him to the staff lounge.

Duan Linbai was very upset and kicked two feet on those people.

what the hell!

It turns out that kicking people is so cool.

Kick a few more times. These tortoise grandsons are making trouble in his territory.

**

On the other side

Fu Chen is striding toward the staff lounge.

"It's my dereliction of duty. I didn't finish what you told me. I'll explain everything to the police later..." Qianjiang led the way, half a step away from Fu Chen.

This means that he will take all the things and will never involve Fu Chen.

"I'll let ten parties deal with this." Fu Shen looked down at the finger joints with broken skin, and the cold color at the bottom of his eyes didn't fade. "Isn't Cheng LAN doing it?"

Fu Chen has told Qianjiang to send someone to stare at Cheng LAN. If she did it, she won't have an accident.

"It's Cheng Tianyi who pays to hire these people. He used to hang out and know many little gangsters in society."

This group of people are not professional thugs. They are ambiguous and leave too many clues. One of them turns out on his mobile phone that his latest contact is Cheng Tianyi.

"He's out of the hospital?" Fu Shen raised his eyebrows.

"The Cheng family spent a lot of money to take him home to recuperate. It should be the instigation of Cheng LAN, who wants to kill people with a knife as before." Qianjiang says what he thinks.

Cheng Tianyi has no brain. If someone didn't encourage him, how could he suddenly do such a thing.

"Well." Fu Chen nodded in response and raised his eyes to the door of the staff lounge.

"Shifang, help Qianjiang deal with the wound."

"Well." The two left with a sense of interest.

**

Fu Chen was about to raise his hand and knock on the door when his knuckles just touched the door.

"Squeak --" the door opened slowly.

Song Fengwan's position is facing the door. She is sitting on a chair with a blanket wrapped on her body. A person is helping her to deal with the wound on her hand. She holds a paper cup in one hand, and the water in it is slowly emitting white smoke.

When she saw Fu Shen, she trembled with fright. As soon as she loosened her hand, the paper cup fell to the ground and splashed with water. She got up straight

Run to him.

Her legs are a little weak. After all, she's a child. She's never hurt anyone. What's more, she's seen blood this time.

When it happened just now, it was like a nightmare, haunting her all the time.

She has no relatives in the capital, and the only person she can rely on is Fu Chen.

Just now I ran too fast. Now my legs are still weak and weak, and my muscles are stiff. I almost fell down.

Fu Shen strides forward

Reach out and put her in your arms.

He held her waist in his palm, lifted her up and held her in his arms.

"Third master." Song Fengwan put his head on his chest and grasped his waist clothes tightly with both hands. His eyes were a little hot. In a moment, Fu Shen felt a warm burning sensation in his chest.

"Here I am." Fu Chen took a breath and lowered his head to kiss the top of her hair.

His voice was low and dumb, with a sense of vicissitudes.

Care is chaos, he came all the way, a heart did not put down, such as grass complex.

"... I hurt." Song Fengwan pulled his clothes tightly and looked up at him. His face was helpless and his voice was hoarse and trembling.

"You're in self-defense. It's OK. I'll deal with it." Fu Shen looked down at her and pulled her messy hair to one side. "Scared?"

"Well." Song Fengwan nodded his head with tears under his eyes, which made Fu Shen's heart become a ball.

"Still afraid?"

Fu Shen bent down, her eyes were level with hers, her voice was gentle, and her voice was extremely gentle.

"A little bit."

Fu Chen put his hand over her face and wiped away the tears from her eyes. Then he put his hand around her and said, "it will be better to hold her."

Song Fengwan suddenly grabs Fu Chen's clothes and sobs in a low voice.

There are too many things hidden in her heart. For fear of mother's worry, she can only hide in bed and wipe her tears secretly. Some time ago, she was misunderstood by the teacher, scolded by the parents, and too many grievances, all of which seem to be released in a flash

Fu Chen held her waist with one hand and protected her back neck with the other. He gently rubbed against her and held her in his arms, letting her cry.

I don't know how long it took for her to cry comfortably. Then she struggled a little. She withdrew from Fu Chen's arms. Looking at him, she seemed embarrassed.

Just now, the person who was still in the room had already stepped back, leaving only a medicine box.

Fu Shen looked down at her. She hung her head and drew her shoulders.

"Look up."

Song Fengwan is not willing to stand in silence.

It seems that after a long time, when she heard Fu chenruo's sigh, she suddenly felt that her neck was warm, but with a little tingling.

"It's broken."

Fu Shen rubbed his fingers gently on the edge of the wound. It was warm and gentle, but with a burning heat, it eroded from the skin to the bottom of her heart.

Song Feng's porcelain white face was instantly stained with a layer of soft powder. She reached out and touched her neck. Maybe she was torn and hurt before, but she didn't notice: "how did you come so fast?"

"You called me." Fu Shen reached for her right hand.

As Qianjiang said, the finger's belly was injured three or four times, and the wound was slightly ferocious. Half of it had just been treated, and the edge was still bleeding.

"Does it hurt?"

His eyes were burning, like fire, with a blazing heat, that pair of cool thin eyes, staring at her, no wind no waves, but also a small her.

The faster her heart beat, the faster her breath, and the hotter her face.

Fu Chen took her hand lightly and pecked at her lips.

His lips were thin and dry, and fell on the back of her hand, like sparks splashing down, which made her shrink all over.

Gentle and soft.

"Call me if you need anything later."

"Well." Song Fengwan was numb and his eyes were red and swollen. He wanted to pull back his hand, but she couldn't get rid of it because the man was too strong. Her thin eyebrows frowned slightly.

I'm a little shy.

"Late night..." Fu Chen leaned over and gathered together to her side. His breath was hot on the back of her hand.

"Well?"

"In the future, the third brother will protect you, OK?" His voice is gentle, as if to coax her, but it seems to make a very heavy commitment.

Song Fengwan looked up at him and ran into the dark eyes which were dizzy and thick.

Breathing, thinking

It's a mess.