Chapter 381 Count Paper
Before everyone reacted to this reversal, the Youth Daily published another article.
There is no other content. Most of them are talking about the constantly chauffeured men who have been beaten by Laura. They have done all kinds of misdeeds that are cruel, heartless and devoid of humanity before. Anyone can't bear to see them.
Zuo Yilian saw the news of Laura beating people early in the morning. He believed in Laura's personality, but he didn't know the ins and outs of the matter. When he was in a dilemma about how to deal with this matter, he suddenly saw this speech from the youth newspaper. He let go of his heart and muttered to himself: "No one has any opinions now?"
In fact, not only no one has opinions, but there is a good voice on the Internet.
"I said how could Laura beat people for no reason? They are all retribution and deserve it!"
"If I were a Laura, let alone a wine bottle, I could go to the eight torture in Manchu, they really should!"
Hospital.
Feng Hua lies in a white ward, with messy hair and pale complexion. At the moment, there is deep despair in her eyes.
For several days, since the Feng family was sealed up, Feng Du was locked up by the law enforcement team and the housekeeper was taken away. Feng Ye has not been served for several days.
So when Laura and his party pushed open the door, their first reaction was to cover their mouth and nose, their eyebrows were deeply wrinkled, and their faces were disgusted with the smell in the room.
Hearing the movement, I thought someone was finally looking after him. Feng Hua's eyes moved slightly, and her lips were pulled subconsciously, implicated in the injury on her face, and she suddenly inhaled in pain.
That burst of pain, after seeing that the people who walked in turned out to be Marcus and Laura, instantly turned numb.
Feng Hua stared in horror and instinctively wanted to escape. However, he could not move all over, and he could only tremble in bed, and then he continued to lie with a gray face.
Laura saw Feng Hua wrapped in plaster. She rarely reflected on herself. Was it really too heavy before?
But after Feng Hua's crimson eyes shot a ray of hatred, she calmed down again, as if she didn't see Feng Hua's resistance, and casually found a stool in the room to sit down and sit opposite his bedside.
"Spruce." Marcus told the spruce behind him, "Give him the guilt paper."
Spruce bent down respectfully: "Yes."
When he straightened up again, he spread out a piece of white paper with dense black characters with both hands and put it in front of Feng Hua.
"Read it to me."
At this time, Feng Hua had no strength to fight back, that is, the fish to be slaughtered on the chopping board, and naturally he did not dare to whole any moths.
After looking at Marcus timidly and receiving a cold look from the other party, he said: "Feng Ye, three months in Huiyun Club, playing with three girls, two people died..."
It's a long and long article. After reading all the crimes, Feng Hua's mouth is dry, and the dead skin on his lips can fall off by licking it casually.
None of the people present meant to give him water. Spruce asked coldly, "Have you finished reading?"
Feng Hua swallowed the Adam's apple: "I finished reading it."
"Oh." Spruce sneered, and his cold fingers caressed Feng Hua's face through a thick bandage. "You are really not a thing."
Since these three people came in, Feng Hua's nerves have been highly tense, but they have been forbearing.
At present, the tall bodyguard suddenly touched him with unknown meaning. His heart burst, and he was dizzy with hunger because he had not dripped water for several days. His eyes turned over and he fainted.