"Is it unlikely? Brother is here, just right, I tell you, you judge." Jiang Bancheng was about to tell everyone today's bizarre things, suddenly thought of Wu Yong's advice, could not help but smiled bitterly: "That kid is special I told you that before I met him, I couldn't tell anyone the matter."
"Oh, it's interesting." The dean said in surprise, a trace of suspicion appeared on his face.
"Brother, it's not that I don't believe you, that bastard specially confessed, when we recognize each other, I will take him to your house to eat." Jiang Bancheng explained embarrassedly.
"Is he really our child?" Luo Yun still couldn't accept the facts, happiness came too soon.
"I’m sure, and I forgot to tell you that the birthmark on his left butt is still there. I have seen it with my own eyes. Only you and I know this. I can’t make a fake, birthmark, appearance, plus the current DNA test. There is no reason why he is not our child." Jiang Bancheng said firmly.
"It's hard to say that people who want the same looks can choose. This is easy to do. Birthmarks may also be mastered. Forged, only the DNA is credible, but what if it is also forged?" Luo Yun said with concern, especially It's because the family is facing great troubles, so I have to be careful.
"What you said is not unreasonable, but that the child is almost exactly the same as when I was young. This is a coincidence? But, brother, do you think DNA can be faked?" Jiang Bancheng said, Wu Yong's internal skills flashed in his mind The scene of healing the wounds, this matter is too big, Jiang Bancheng is also suffering from gains and losses.
As a person who has been in the sea for decades, he naturally knows things that ordinary people don't know, such as the secret arena, such as the legendary master of internal skills, if it is not his own son, it would be a pity.
"It's hard to say that if the doctor in the hospital is bought out, it is not impossible to fake it. This appraisal is done by my hospital. If it is publicly checked, it will definitely be found out. The problem is that this matter cannot be exposed yet. Otherwise, the dean said.
"Then let him come over and do another appraisal, how about it?" Luo Yun suggested, not only wanting to find his son, but also afraid of any conspiracy in it, which is extremely contradictory.
Jiang Bancheng also wanted to get acquainted with his son, but when he thought of his situation, he calmed down, thought about it, and said, "Brother, I have to trouble you with this matter. I will contact him now."
Returning to the rented room, Wu Yong made himself a cup of tea, sat on the sofa and watched TV, but his mind was full of what happened today. Is Jiang Bancheng really his father? Who is going to kill him? If so, what should I do? Jiang Bancheng is also regarded as a social celebrity. He dared to assassinate with a gun in public. The mastermind behind it is certainly not simple. How can this problem be solved
After much deliberation, to no avail, the main reason is that Jiang Bancheng is his father, but he has not been finalized. His heart is full of hesitation, anxiety and worry. At this time, there was a loud noise from the hotel downstairs, and Wu Yong was very irritable. When I came to the balcony and looked down, a large group of people came to the restaurant downstairs. At first glance, they were social gangsters. They played dice, drank, punched loudly, chatted, and made a lot of noise.
At exactly this moment, someone upstairs shouted from the window downstairs: "The one below, keep it quiet, it's so noisy."
"Noisy your mother, I cut you." A gangster who was drinking put down the bottle and shouted arrogantly.
There was no sound upstairs, but the noise below was even worse. It was eleven o'clock in the evening. The loud noise made it hard to sleep. Someone threw mineral water bottles from the upstairs down. This silent protest made the people below The noise was even more violent, and some people yelled at ugly words.
After a while, maybe no one took the call, and the people below stopped scolding. Wu Yong watched this scene, an unknown fire broke out, and he was about to report to the police. Suddenly he heard someone arguing below. I scolded a few people, and the scolding was awkward. Those few people looked like people who were on duty. They were not too young. Among them, there was property management. It should be the residents upstairs who really couldn't see it. Look for the property management. Come down to theory.
It’s just that what I met was a group of fist-sounding and unreasonable gangsters. How could they accept criticism, pat the table, point at these people and yell at these people. They are all dozens of years old aunts and uncles, who are just cursed by this group of people. Without his temper, Wu Yong couldn't stand it anymore, and he had to make a point when he came out of the mess, right? unacceptable.
Wu Yong, who was already irritable, caught fire. He picked up the key on the table and walked downstairs. He came downstairs and saw several gangsters pushing and pushing with a young man. Several aunts and uncles were making rounds, gangsters. I didn't put the young man in his eyes and intimidated him. If I did it, a dozen gangsters would go together and they would have been killed early.
What made Wu Yong even more irritating was that several joint defense personnel watched nearby. They did not intend to come up to maintain law and order. A policeman came over and put the motorcycle aside. He said good things and didn't dare to use force. He blindly persuaded everyone to leave. .
Wu Yong wondered if this group of people came from a small source. The police were afraid that everyone would suffer, and planned to settle the matter. It seems that the police know this group very well, that is to say, this group of people should be local snakes here, and this kind of thing should happen frequently. In order to be able to live a quiet life in the future, Wu Yong pondered for a while, still planning to take action.
The best way to deal with ground snakes is to stop them at once, otherwise they will be entangled. Wu Yong strode up to the table where the gangsters were eating, and glanced at the few people who were sitting and eating slowly. , Took a kick, kicked the table over, the hot pot soup on the table was flying everywhere, and several people were screaming hot.
The sudden change scared the people around, and they watched them one after another. The gangsters who were making noise with everyone even ran up, helped a few people who had been burned, and asked this and that with concern, one of them was a little older. The big middle-aged man jumped into a rage and shouted loudly: "Hit me, kill this bastard."
"Fight." All the gangsters around rushed over and greeted Wu Yong with the desk and chair.
Wu Yong watched this scene calmly and was about to do it. The policeman rushed up and shouted loudly: "Who dares to do it? Stop it."
"Beat, kill me." The middle-aged man shouted while covering his burned face.
The police stood in front of Wu Yong, looked at Wu Yong's face reproachfully, pointed at the crowd, and shouted: "Who dare, you want to attack the police?"
"Assault your mother." A bastard swung his stool and smashed it over. The policeman raised his hand to block, the stool hit his hand, and the police puffed.
Wu Yong saw that the policeman was really courageous. His dissatisfaction a moment ago disappeared. He pulled the policeman behind him, flew a kick, and kicked the hands-on bastard five or six meters away. Pump straight on the ground.
The fierce kick shook everyone else, and the people who came out were not stupid, especially in the vision world. Seeing that Wu Yong was not a friendly and ruthless character, his courage vented a bit. The burned Zhong The young man felt that his face was dull, his face was scandalized, and he shouted angrily: "It's all the fucking for Lao Tzu."
Those who come out, life and death are small, but face is a big deal. Everyone yelled and rushed towards Wu Yong again. Wu Yong stood still, kicked one by one, kicked two by one, and didn't even raise his hands. Still using his hands against people of this level? It didn't make the people on the rivers and lakes make a joke.
The onlookers only saw a dozen gangsters pounce on Wu Yong like wolves and tigers, and then they were kicked into the air like dead dogs. In less than a minute, everyone was lying on the ground, yelling, no more. With hands-on effort, Wu Yong Dama Jindao pulled up a chair and sat down, pointed at the middle-aged man and said, "You, come here."
The middle-aged man knew that he had kicked the iron plate and that he would not lose if he lost. He braced himself and walked up and sat aside. Wu Yong glanced at the stunned policeman and said, "Sit too."
"Eh?" The policeman was taken aback again, and sat down involuntarily.
"Friend, good kungfu, where do you go?" The middle-aged man blushed, staring at Wu Yong and said, turning his back to signal his own person.
"Fifth, you are a bit too much trouble today. Let those who take you go to the hospital first. If you have anything to do, they will be sent out tomorrow." The police suddenly said, intending to round the scene.
"No, it's better to make it clear now, don't worry, those people won't die." Wu Yong said in an unquestionable tone, while looking at the middle-aged man named the fifth, he didn't stop him, and let the other party send out a call for help. Now that you have offended these local snakes, you have to solve them all at once, otherwise there will be endless troubles.
"It's all gone." The police can see it and can't fight for the time being, but this is not over. There is a tendency to make a big noise. He quickly got up, persuaded the surrounding citizens to leave, and called out their mobile phones to call for reinforcements. We are curious, wherever we are willing to leave, we are watching from a distance, and there are more and more people.
After a while, another group of gangsters came over. There were hundreds of people with machetes and sticks in their hands. They scared ordinary citizens around to leave. They all pinched Wu Yong. One of them was a fat middle-aged man who strode up. He wore a gold necklace thick with a pinky finger on his neck, short hair, and a face full of flesh. He shouted from afar: "Which one would dare to come here to stray wildly?"
This man came to the front, took a look at the police, and then at his own person who was rolling all over the floor. A pair of triangular eyes locked Wu Yong tightly, a trace of surprise flashed across his face, saying that the older the rivers and lakes, the less courageous. Facing weird things, the man sat down and said cautiously: "Friend, where's the fuck?"
"Fuck, upstairs, your people are too noisy, and it affects my rest." Wu Yong said unhurriedly, not saying that the other party is in his eyes, just a bunch of snakes, unable to turn the wind and waves.
However, this calmness fell in the eyes of the people around, but it became self-confidence and ridicule. The "Teng" man called the fifth stood up, pointed at Wu Yong and shouted: "Boy, you are very arrogant, today I will let you Know how to write dead words, dare to come here to be wild, I will make you perfect."