Chapter 166

In fact, before Yan Wangchuan started, the security guard of the school had already called the police when he heard about the accident. The school and the police station were connected to each other. The police rushed to the school after they received the call.

At that time, they had reached a secluded place.

Around the students, look not busy watching, basically scattered, only the security guard in the distance staring, for fear of further trouble.

Song Jingren had been beaten by Yan Wangchuan before. It's hard to be afraid to look at him. He's a little taller than himself. He's black all over and looks cold. He looks down on him slightly, which is very frightening.

He watched as he took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket and lowered his head to hold one

Song Jingren just took out the lighter from his pocket. He had lit it himself. He frowned and took a deep breath.

"Mr. Song, do you remember what I said to you last time we met?"

He spoke coldly, like a bead of ice.

Cool through the bones.

The cigarette he smoked was not a big brand. This kind of slightly inferior tobacco had a strong smell.

It's just like he feels.

It's hard to be strong.

"Last time..." Song Jingren was beaten and stayed in the hospital for more than a week. When the police asked him, he knew Yan Wangchuan's identity, but he didn't dare to say it clearly. He was beaten dizzy at that time. He didn't remember what Yan Wangchuan said.

"When I introduce myself to you, there is another sentence in front of me." Yan Wangchuan narrowed his eyes. The smoke filled his eyes. The fundus of his eyes was obscure.

There seems to be some unknown storm.

"In front..." Song Jingren frowned. He couldn't remember what he said.

"I told you, you need me." Yan Wangchuan vomited a mouthful of muddy smoke.

"Mr. Yan, this is our family business. How can we say that it's none of your business now?" Song Jingren thinks that this is a school, and some people come and go. He does not dare to do anything to himself?

Also a man, he knew what Yan Wangchuan was thinking.

He is interested in Qiao Aiyun.

He subconsciously compares with him in the bottom of his heart. He and Qiao Aiyun are in the same boat at the moment. It's very uncomfortable to think that there are such pursuers around her after the divorce.

If she has a bad life, others will say that her divorce is irrational. If you find someone better than yourself, you will only say that he has no eyes.

Some people are just like this, for fear that others will live better than themselves.

Yan Wangchuan looked at him and said, "it was originally your family business. I shouldn't have been involved in it. But as a man, I can't look at women and children. Even passers-by can't see it."

"Don't think I don't know the relationship between you and Qiao Aiyun. You two haven't broken contact for so many years. Otherwise, how could you suddenly appear that night?"

"I'm afraid it's not as noble as you look now."

"Everyone is hiding their own thoughts. My divorce from her also gives you a chance." Song Jingren chuckled, "we two are half weight, you have no qualification to say me."

"If you're OK, I'll go first."

Song Jingren said and rubbed his face. He didn't notice Yan Wangchuan's more and more desolate look.

He raised his hand to throw half of the cigarette end to the ground and twisted it out.

Squinting eyes, quench a cruel strength.

Song Jingren licked the corner of his mouth, thought it was ok, "Damn, it's so heavy."

Before he finished speaking, the rear collar was suddenly pulled by someone. Before he could react, the whole person was dragged back by a strong force and was directly pressed on the wall.

The dull sound of "Bang --".

The walls outside are hard and cold. Song Jingren's back is aching. His collar is pulled, his neck is tightened, and he has difficulty breathing

The man in front of him was so powerful that he almost lifted his whole body. His feet were half suspended. The more he struggled, the harder he breathed.

The power is suppressed.

He can't move.

"You give me a chance?" Yan Wangchuan said with a smile, "if I can, I'd rather not have this opportunity all my life."

"I don't want to force her to do anything. I respect her for everything. When I saw her marry you, I wanted her to be happy."

"It's not for you to bully her like that."

"You...".

"I don't know how to reflect and repent when I do something wrong, and dare to attack my children?"

Yan Wangchuan tightened his fingers slightly and clenched his fist

Straight to his face and hit it

One by one, without mercy.

Song Jingren usually takes good care of himself and falls into Yan Wangchuan's hands. He doesn't have the strength to fight back at all. As soon as he raises his hand to fight back, he is beaten to the ground with one punch.

Yan Wangchuan wishes he could not crush him directly.

The security guard on the side was holding a baton. As soon as he started, he wanted to stop him. On the contrary, he was deterred by Yan Wangchuan's ruthlessness. He was about to walk in front of him, but he didn't catch up to stop him.

Waiting for the police to drive over, song Jingren has been beaten black and blue, not like.

When Qiao Aiyun came, the police car had already taken the man away

"... the uncle in black was too fierce just now. He started too hard. I felt that he was going to beat the other uncle's face askew."

"Although it's wrong to beat someone, I still think this man is handsome."

"It's too cruel. I'll go. It's a one-sided killing."

……

Several girls were still whispering around.

Joe Aiyun is furious.

Is that what he called proper handling?

**

She couldn't catch up with the police car, so she had to run back to the car and get ready to drive first.

"Mom?" Song Fengwan saw her running with sweat all over her head. When she just got off the bus, she slipped and almost fell down. She directly sat in the driver's seat and was ready to start the car.

She was worried and tossed for a long time, but the car didn't move.

"Mom, the car key hasn't been put in yet." Song Fengwan pointed to the car key on the shift handle.

Qiao Aiyun was so angry that he stepped on the accelerator several times. The more anxious he was, the more flustered he was.

"What's the matter?" Song Fengwan holds the key directly in her hand, and her current situation is not suitable for driving.

"Uncle Yan did it. He was taken to the Bureau."

"You say it's all an old man. How can you be so impulsive?"

"How dare you tell me to deal with it properly? That's how he dealt with it? "

Song Fengwan saw that she was so angry that she suddenly laughed.

"You girl, when is it? You can still laugh."

"Except for my uncle, I haven't seen you so rash and angry."

Joe Aiyun is so angry that she can't be whipped. How can she do it?

"Let's take a taxi. You're not fit to drive either." Song Fengwan shook her hand, "don't worry, uncle Yan has a sense of propriety, it will be OK."

"Right Qiao Aiyun is angry, "hope he can have this thing."

**

They took a taxi at the school gate and went directly to the police station. At the gate of the police station, they saw song Jingren's secretary, Xiao Zhang, talking with a policeman and handing him cigarettes.

Seeing Qiao Aiyun, he was still a little embarrassed. He muttered his lips and called out "madam, Miss".

Qiao Aiyun wanted song Fengwan to go back and wait for news, but she wanted to follow her. She was worried to see the situation, so she had to let her go.

"Mom, you go in first and I'll make a call."

"You're the only one who calls." Qiao Aiyun sighed and went to the police station to find someone to ask where the two men were.

Song Jingren is a native of Yuncheng. She has a lot of connections here. Song Fengwan is worried that Yan Wangchuan will suffer. She wants to help, but she can't help. She can only ask Fu Shen for help.

Fu Chen is working in his study. When he sees her calling, he frowns slightly. "Hello --"

"Third brother"

The delicate voice made Fu Shen's heart tremble.

This is her initiative to call himself a third brother.

"What's the matter?"

"Do you have any acquaintances in Yuncheng? Can you help me? "

"First of all." Fu Shen's fingers are tapping gently on the computer, third brother? It's sweet to shout.

Song Fengwan said the matter briefly, and naturally he was beaten. He said, "I'm worried about Uncle Yan's loss, and I want you to help me, because he wants to stand out for me, so..."

"Well, you don't have to worry about it. He'll be fine."

If Yan Wangchuan doesn't even have the ability to protect himself, he is not qualified to stand for others.

If you are brave but not resourceful, you can be brave.

**

Song Fengwan was assured by him that he was at ease and went into the police station

After inquiring, she finds where Yan Wangchuan is at the moment, but she looks at Qiao Aiyun standing at the door, holding her hands tightly, as if she is angry. She quietly approaches

"That means you admit to beating song Jingren?"

"He should."

Song Fengwan's mouth, this person all came to the police station, still so tough.

"Have you met before? Have you made a feud

"It's the second time we've met. There's no grudge."

"After seeing him twice, you beat him twice, more and more seriously. This time, you almost broke his ribs. I think if there is another time, what else do you want to do?" The police gritted their teeth in anger.

"Next time I'll let him go out sideways."

Song Fengwan almost sprayed.

Uncle Yan is really a cruel man.