Chapter 482

"It's you?" Pei Yibai's face suddenly sank, staring coldly at He Chengzhi who came outside uninvited,

The situation of the two of them was clear at a glance, Pei Yibai hadn't slept all night, his face turned blue.

And Sheng Jinsen didn't sleep all night, but there were not many intact parts on his face.

Surrounded by Liu Qinglong's men, Sheng Jinsen's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and when he was in the woods, he was injured again, and his face could hardly be seen from its original appearance.

He was leaning on a cane in his hand, and he didn't look like the same person as before.

Hearing Pei Yibai's hostile voice, Sheng Jinsen smiled helplessly.

"Yes, it's me. I'll take a look at Song Weiyi. Is she okay?" He tried to look at Song Weiyi through the crack of the door, but he only saw a hospital bed with a little undulation on it, which was a quilt.

Not seeing Song Weiyi's face, Sheng Jinsen's mood was replaced by disappointment.

"Thanks to Young Master Sheng, you are still on the hospital bed at the moment, do you think there is something wrong?" Pei Yibai sneered, mockingly.

A harsh sentence left Sheng Jinsen speechless.

He saw Song's only wound with his own eyes, how could he say she was fine?

There was a sudden silence.

But Pei Yibai squeezed out from the crack of the door, and at the same time gently closed the door.

It completely blocked Sheng Jinsen's prying eyes.

Before he could recover, Pei Yibai grabbed his collar, and a powerful fist hit Sheng Jinsen head-on.

The fist hit Sheng Jinsen's bridge of nose hard, making a loud bang.

"Hmm..." Accompanied by a painful groan, Sheng Jinsen lost control all over his body. After being beaten by Pei Yibai, the crutches also lost their function, his body was jolted, and he fell to the floor with a slap.

Sheng Jinsen was lying on the ground, Pei Yibai was still angry, he held up his collar, as if he wanted to strangle him to death.

He coughed and gasped in a low voice, but didn't resist.

"If hitting me makes you feel better, go ahead." Sheng Jinsen twitched the corners of his mouth, and the bruises on his face became more ferocious with his action.

Pei Yibai's gaze was as cold as ice, wishing he could be lingering to death.

He really wanted to punch a few more times, but seeing Sheng Jinsen's appearance, half disabled, he didn't even bother to do it.

"Killing you is not enough to cancel your crime." Pei Yibai sneered and pushed Sheng Jinsen away.

Sheng Jinsen staggered and fell back to the ground, his eyes darkened for a while.

After a long time, he finally recovered and struggled to get up: "How is Song Weiyi?"

He is extremely persistent about this question, and must ask for a result.

Pei Yibai's anger just went down, and with this question, it surged up again.

"You still have the face to ask?"

"I'll hit it too. If it's not enough, I'll continue. I just want to know about Song Weiyi's situation." Sheng Jinsen laid his neck sideways, looking like he would never stop.

He can do it, Pei Yibai is even more so than him.

Otherwise, he would not see that Sheng Jinsen was a seriously injured person, and he was still able to fight.

"You want to know? I won't tell you."

Soon, he continued to ask: "What's going on? Why is Song Weiyi injured? Is it you? Or your father?"

After the incident, Pei Yibai focused all his energy on Song Weiyi's safety, and had no time to take care of other things, so naturally he hadn't found any results yet.

At this moment, Sheng Jinsen came to the door in person, so he naturally wanted to know clearly.

If Sheng Jinsen did something good, he would not show mercy.

If it was Sheng Zhenguo...

"I'm to blame for this matter. Song Weiyi was affected by me." Sheng Jinsen pulled the corner of his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

"What do you mean?" Pei Yibai squinted his eyes and asked with a sneer.

Sheng Jinsen made a long story short, roughly talking about the conflict between himself and Liu Qinglong and about Song Weiyi.

Pei Yibai's already ashen complexion became even uglier.

He thought it was Sheng Zhenguo's hand, or that Sheng Jinsen had bad intentions and did something good.

Unexpectedly, neither of them guessed right, and it was because she was implicated innocently.

"Sheng Jinsen!" The veins on the back of Pei Yibai's hands were stretched out, and his fist almost fell down.

Sheng Jinsen calmly waited for Pei Yibai's fist.

But, by the way, I explained again: "Song Weiyi's clothes were wet, so I took off her clothes. In fact, I didn't have any intimate behavior with her at all. You know my situation, and you can do whatever you want. can not do this……"

"What do you want to do? What else do you want to do?" Pei Yibai sneered.

One sentence touched Pei Yibai's minefield, and Sheng Jinsen could only shut up resentfully.

However, his explanation was somewhat superfluous to Pei Yibai.

He never thought about what would happen between Song Weiyi and Sheng Jinsen.

Sheng Jinsen was silent for a moment, he didn't know that this was Pei Yibai's Ni Lin, and rushed to poke there.

At this moment, Pei Yibai has no time to spend with Sheng Jinsen, the matter of settling accounts will take a long time, and there is more time.

Now he cares more about that guy named Liu Qinglong.

"Where is the person? Liu Qinglong."

Although Sheng Jinsen took it briefly in a few words, the final result was so tragic, which shows what kind of ordeal she has suffered.

Those who don't want their lives dare to pluck the tiger's hair, they have to experience this fate.

"I've sent someone to look for it, and it should be there soon." Sheng Jinsen said, the phone in his pocket ding-dong and rang.

"I guess there is news." Sheng Jinsen was overjoyed and immediately took out his phone.

After taking care of his injury, he didn't waste any time, and set out to ask someone to find Liu Qinglong's whereabouts.

Sure enough, the people below replied him that Liu Qinglong had already gone back and was enjoying life happily.

"Tie me up immediately!" Sheng Jinsen ordered furiously, gnashing his teeth.

"Young Master Sheng, Liu Qinglong's godfather is the boss of the largest local gang." As soon as he finished speaking, his subordinate reminded him solemnly.

Sheng Jinsen almost died of anger at this sentence.

"Do you care about his godfather or real father? First tie him up to me and then we can talk about it."

Sheng Jinsen hated this Liu Qinglong to the bone now, and wished he could skin him.

"But..." The subordinate was miserable.

"No, but, I'll give you half a day." Sheng Jinsen said through gritted teeth, and hung up the phone with a snap.

Instantly meeting Pei Yibai's eyes, the anger in Sheng Jinsen's eyes slowly subsided.

"I'll let you know when someone arrives later."

Pei Yibai remained silent, his eyes were unpredictable.

"Now, is it convenient for me to go in and see Song Weiyi?" Sheng Jinsen's eyes showed a strange eagerness.

So concerned about Song Weiyi?

It's not a good sign that Sheng Shao, who is famous and having fun so much, will make such a move.

"You? I'm sorry, it's inconvenient. Not only is it inconvenient now, but it will be inconvenient in the future, forever." Pei Yibai took the refusal to the extreme.