Although Mr. Chang left in anger, he did not dare not to send money. His son was in the other party's hand, and his hand was injured...

he did not dare to be indifferent to this single seedling.

Not only prepared the silver, but also went to the inn with the doctor.

When it comes, it's not yet Mao.

There was no su Hongshan in the lobby of the hotel. There was only one of the guards who had been following Su Hongshan all the time, and he was still drunk and lying on the ground, snoring and sleeping, forgetting that he still had a wound in his hand.

Seeing his baby son lying on the ground in the cold weather, Chang's eyes were red, but he could only resist his anger and asked Liao Nan, who was guarding the hall: "where's Mrs. Han?"

Liao Nan looked at him faintly and reached out: "twenty thousand taels!"

Chang was so popular that he almost vomited blood, but he had to wave his hand and let people carry several large boxes over.

When he saw these big boxes, Liao Nan began to smoke. It was not silver or why. It was not too heavy to carry such a large box.

However, he was only responsible for collecting money.

Open one by one, check clear, this just faint nod: "OK, you can take away people."

As soon as he spoke and waved his hand, several men in black appeared in the dark, so the boxes that only two people could carry could be carried by them. Those people in black could hold one of them directly, and they could easily point their feet to dodge, just like when they came, they disappeared without a trace.

This kung fu...

Where does Chang dare to be angry, he is only glad that he has not really torn his face, otherwise... He is afraid that even if he has not become an adult, these people in black can protect her.

No wonder she dares to be so rampant in Shenzhen.

"My Lord, do you think you should first bandage the young master or?" Asked the doctor.

Chang adults busy to see the ground drunk and sleeping Chang childe, gloomy face: "first to see."

Even if I touched the blade and shed blood, where could it be serious? Although there was no scab at the moment, it would have stopped bleeding for a long time. If it was put in the house of an ordinary farmer, even a doctor would not be needed.

After the doctor looked at it, he was helpless and didn't want to go to the Changfu again. He simply said, "the wound on the hand of Mr. Chang is not serious. You can bandage it with some medicine."

After saying that, he did not take the medicine from the wound box

Mr. Chang was a little embarrassed. When the doctor bandaged him just now, he saw that the wound was not serious, but the four fingers were scratched by the blade.

It seems that there is only blood shed in the eyes just now, and it looks more serious. When the blood is cleaned up, there is only a small hole left, which can't match the severity.

The doctor left after dressing up, and Chang looked at his son lying on the ground. He couldn't help his anger. He raised his foot and kicked him in the past. He said in a voice of hate: "take it back. I'll keep an eye on him these days. If he dares to cause trouble again, you will not want to live!"

Just a little wound cost him twenty thousand taels of silver, which was called a drop of blood in the heart of Lord Chang.

But no matter what, the money has been given out. If you are not willing to send anger on your son, you can only send it to those who framed him behind his back.

Lord Chang took his son back, and ah Jin found out about it. At the same time, he brought back the boy and the guard who had been with him.

These boys and guards are not treated as well as Mr. Chang.

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