pjbooks Chapter 122 Who is he fighting?
Chapter 122 Who is he fighting?
Everyone was dumbfounded.
They watched helplessly as Ma Junjie carried Hu Ling'er away unharmed.
Wang Zhenhua simply couldn't swallow this insult.
With a "Ptooey!" sound, he spat out a mouthful of liquid.
Then, he turned around and stormed off.
The group of thugs who arrived later
A blond-haired man, who was the leader, stepped forward.
After hesitating for a while, he finally asked,
"President Jiang, why...why did you release him?"
"he……"
Jiang Hao gave a half-smile.
I lit a cigar.
Said,
"What, you want to fight him? There's no way you guys are a match for him!"
"When the time comes, I'll slap you in the face, and I'll be utterly ashamed... I'm saving face for you, understand?!"
"Ah, this..." The blond-haired man was so surprised he couldn't close his mouth, utterly incredulous.
These words came from Jiang Hao's mouth.
Jiang Hao, who once held immense power and looked down on all living beings,
At this moment, he was actually... actually afraid of some unknown brat?
The thugs looked at each other, bewildered and at a loss.
at this time,
Jiang Hao reached out and beckoned to Li Xiaohong, who was also standing there in a daze.
"Li Xiaohong, come to my office!"
"I have some questions I want to ask you!"
Li Xiaohong nodded and said "Oh."
"Okay, okay, Mr. Jiang!"
Jiang Hao turned and left.
Li Xiaohong followed closely behind.
After they all left,
Several blond-haired thugs, as if venting their anger, slammed all the knives and clubs they were holding onto the ground.
It instantly emitted a "crackling" sound.
The men cursed fiercely.
"Damn it, why is Hao suddenly acting like a coward!"
"That kid is nothing but trash. I could easily take on ten of him by myself. Brother Hao, you're really boosting the morale of others while diminishing your own!"
"Next time we meet, I'll kill him with my bare hands!"
Li Xiaohong was completely baffled by Jiang Hao's "outrageous actions."
She only felt that,
Jiang Hao is acting really strange today.
Now, if he calls me to his office, what will he ask me about?
Li Xiaohong believed she was very good at reading people's expressions and moods.
But now, she has absolutely no idea what Jiang Hao is thinking...
On the other side, Ma Junjie carried Hu Ling'er out of the entertainment center.
Outside the door, the crowds were bustling and the traffic was heavy.
That's how it is in the city.
The darker the night, the more lively it becomes.
In contrast, the situation is quite the opposite in rural areas.
The night turns dark,
The most lively place is the bed.
Ma Junjie looked down at Hu Ling'er and asked softly,
"Ling'er, where do you live? Shall I take you home?"
Upon hearing this, Hu Ling'er twisted her body, trying to get out of Ma Junjie's arms.
"Let me go! Put me down!"
Ma Junjie was taken aback.
He then laughed.
He joked,
"Ling'er, thank goodness you spoke, otherwise I would have thought you were so frightened you'd become mute!"
Hu Ling'er didn't answer again, and continued to strain her body, trying to get down.
Ma Junjie shouted,
"Okay, okay, don't rush, don't rush, I'll put you down right away!"
As he spoke, Ma Junjie released his grip.
With a "whoosh,"
Hu Ling'er slipped directly out of Ma Junjie's arms.
My foot didn't land properly,
He stumbled and sat down on the ground.
Seeing Hu Ling'er like this, Ma Junjie said...
"Ling'er, you're not feeling well, let me take you..."
Before she could finish speaking, Hu Ling'er struggled to her feet.
He said something.
"No need, thank you!"
Then, limping, he walked towards the crowd.
Ma Junjie shouted "Feed!"
"Ling'er, let me take you..."
Upon hearing this, Hu Ling'er walked even faster.
The staggering figure, rushing about, was heartbreaking to see.
Ma Junjie knew that Hu Ling'er was determined to leave, and he didn't want to force her to chase after him.
I just feel it's a bit of a pity.
If we could send Hu Ling'er home
I should be able to find out her story on my own.
Now Hu Ling'er has once again mysteriously disappeared into the crowd.
Ma Junjie couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
He sighed.
He took his phone out of his pocket.
It was already almost 10 p.m., time to go back to the dorm.
He put his phone away, noticed the motorcycle parked nearby, and waved.
The motorcyclist sped over and was shocked to see Ma Junjie covered in blood.
However, the driver was used to it.
Let Ma Junjie get in the car.
He asked calmly,
"Hey handsome, you two were fighting, weren't you?"
"You've got some nerve, daring to fight here!"
"Yesterday I also picked up a customer here, and that guy had his ears and fingers all chopped off. I took him to the hospital for emergency treatment!"
"I heard he got drunk, smashed the TV in the private room, and when Brother Hao found out, he chopped him down without saying a word!"
"Oh, by the way, who were you fighting with?"
"Jiang Hao!" Ma Junjie answered calmly.
With a screech, the motorcyclist braked suddenly.
Ma Junjie, propelled by inertia, lurched forward and crashed into the driver's back.
"Hey, drive properly!" Ma Junjie yelled!
The driver timidly turned his head to the side.
His face suddenly stiffened.
Staring intently at Ma Junjie,
He mumbled something.
"You...you really fought with Brother Hao?"
"Yes."
"And his gang of men!"
The motorcyclist suddenly swallowed hard, then looked Ma Junjie up and down.
He discovered that Ma Junjie, apart from some blood on his face and body, was not seriously injured.
He turned his head away.
She asked in a weak voice,
"Handsome...handsome guy, you...you just said you were going somewhere?"
"Xingda Toy Factory!"
"Okay, okay!" the driver replied, then with a "whoosh," he started the car and sped away.
A dozen minutes later, the car stopped at the factory gate.
Ma Junjie got out of the car and was about to take out his money when...
With a loud crash, the motorcycle suddenly sped away.
"Hey, here's your money!"
The motorcyclist stretched out a hand, waved it vigorously, then sped up and disappeared in no time.
Ma Junjie stood there, feeling utterly bewildered.
He gave an awkward smile and stuffed the change he had taken out back into his pocket.
Then they walked into the factory.
After walking for a while, Ma Junjie arrived at the dormitory building.
Downstairs in the dormitory building, there were many men and women embracing each other.
Ma Junjie suddenly remembered that it was Friday. No wonder the air was filled with the smell of hormones.
I saw a man and a woman in the corner who had lost control and started kissing passionately.
Ma Junjie couldn't help but laugh.
When he smiled, a sudden pain shot through the corner of his mouth.
He reached out and touched it, discovering that a crack had appeared at the corner of his mouth sometime during the day.
The blood on it had already congealed into scabs.
Ma Junjie frowned.
Standing under the streetlight, I took another good look at myself.
That's when I realized,
Although he didn't have any obvious injuries, the fight was intense, and he actually sustained quite a few wounds.
The most obvious one is,
One's own clothes,
It's been damaged beyond repair and is basically unusable!
Ma Junjie gave a bitter smile, feeling somewhat heartbroken.
Right now, all he wants is to get back to his dorm and take a shower.
Check yourself again to see if there are any other injuries, then get a good night's sleep.
Thinking of this, he quickened his pace and headed towards the men's dormitory building.
After taking only a few steps,
Suddenly I heard someone calling my name from behind.
"Ah Jie, Ah Jie!"