Chapter 1201: Regretting Past Actions

"Ahui, I'm sorry, brother," Wang Sānhǔ regretted his past actions.
Wang Hui, however, tugged at the corners of his mouth and smiled, "What are you talking about? You are my brother, we are blood brothers, we rise and fall together, why mention these things."
"I was too stupid and caused trouble for you."
Xu Jing'an was not in the mood to see their deep brotherly bond. "I have to take care of their food and drinks here, it's time for them to leave."
After saying that, he instructed Zhou Ziju, "Get someone to throw them out."
"Yes."
Xu Jing'an left.
The people arranged by Zhou Zi arrived quickly, and Wang Sanhu and the others were blindfolded and taken away.
After an unknown amount of time, when their eyes were finally able to see again, they found themselves on a grassland on the outskirts of Jiangzhou City, with a river next to it and an industrial park on the other side of the river.
The people arranged by Zhou Ziju threw Wang Sanhu and others on the grass and then left.
Wang Sanhu still had bullet wounds on his legs. When he was thrown out of the car, the pain made him gasp and almost faint.
Wang Hui just managed to stand firm and not fall. He quickly walked over to him and asked, "Brother, how do you feel?"
"I'm fine." Wang Sanhu said with difficulty, his forehead sweating profusely from the pain.
He tore his plaid shirt to bandage the wound, fortunately there wasn't excessive bleeding.
However, he couldn't get his leg treated immediately, it's probably going to be ruined.
But now he doesn't have time to worry about his leg anymore, just being alive is already considered lucky for them.
Wang Pengfei said, "There is no village or shop nearby, we don't have a cellphone or money. What should we do next? We need to take Sanhu to the hospital, right?"
Wang Hui helped up Wang Sanhu and supported his injured leg with his arm, asking, "Can you still walk?"
Wang Sanhu nodded, enduring the pain. "Alright."
"Good, I'll help you to the roadside. There will always be someone passing by," Wang Hui said.
Today's weather is gloomy, with layers of heavy, leaden clouds.
Wang Pengfei said: "Let's hurry up, it looks like it's going to rain anytime."
Wang Kun held back his anger and couldn't help but curse when he heard his son speak like this: "Shut your crow's beak."
Wang Pengfei looked aggrieved and said, "I don't have a hereditary crow's beak. Whether it rains or my mother gets married, it's not something I can control with a few words. If I had that ability, I would say good things every day and we would all make a fortune and live a lavish life."
As soon as he finished speaking, small raindrops the size of beans began to fall from the sky.
Wang Hui ignored them and hurriedly helped his brother, Wang Sanhu, find a place to take shelter from the rain.
He had a gunshot wound on his leg and had already delayed seeking treatment. If he got wet in the rain, it would only make matters worse. If it was severe, his leg might not even be saved.
There is simply nowhere to hide in this area, and the two brothers are also slow in their movements. They couldn't run, let alone walk fast. Before long, the sky seemed to have cracked, and the small raindrops turned into a torrential downpour.
It took just a few seconds for them to be soaked like drowned rats.
There was no sign of the rain stopping, so they had to continue their journey in the rain.
Finally reaching the main road, which wasn't a peak commuting hour, there were few cars passing by.
They stood on the roadside trying to flag down a car. Wang Sanhu was a burly man with a tattooed arm, giving off a tough appearance. Wang Hui, on the other hand, wasn't as bulky and didn't have any tattoos, but his face was bruised and swollen. As for Wang Kun and Wang Pengfei, they didn't look like respectable individuals either. In fact, they resembled four drenched chickens. Even if the passing drivers had initially wanted to help them, they didn't dare to.
Stopped for a while and didn't manage to stop any cars.
Wang Kun wiped the rain off his face and muttered, "Damn it, people nowadays are so wicked. Why is there not a single good person who would help when they see someone in danger?"
Wang Pengfei said: "Maybe they don't think we're good people?"
"Smack!" Wang Kun slapped him on the back of his head, saying, "What makes us not look like good people?"
Wang Pengfei dumbly pointed at Wang Sanhu's arm and said, "Brother Hu's tattoo, people say tattoos are not good. Only small-time hooligans in movies have tattoos like the left blue dragon and right white tiger. And there's Ah Hui, he's all beaten up, others might think there's something wrong with the four of us. That's why there were originally two cars parked, but as soon as we approached, they drove away like they were escaping. Most likely it's because of this."+
Wang Kun is filled with anger and has nowhere to vent. Although he knows that his silly son is not really silly, and what he said makes sense, he is in a bad mood now. He immediately interrupted him, saying, "Shut up! No one treats you as a mute if you don't speak. When it's your turn to speak, you stay quiet; when it's not your turn to speak, you blabber. I see no use in keeping this mouth of yours. When we get back, I'll sew it shut with a needle and thread"
"It's you who asked me," Wang Pengfei murmured, contradicting cautiously.
Wang Kun's eyes were almost unable to open due to the rain. He was too lazy to pay attention to his foolish son and quickly caught up with Wang Hui, helping him support Wang Sanhu.
Wang Sanhu did a terrible job this time, but why didn't he turn against him?
Firstly, it's because he and his silly son didn't suffer much harm, they were just detained for a few days and scared half to death. Secondly, it's because of Wang Hui.
Wang Hui is the only college student in their family, and he is also a top-notch student from a prestigious university in China. Although he doesn't know the difference between being a student from a prestigious university and a regular university, he knows that it is a top-notch university. He was even the top scorer in the college entrance examination, and reporters came to interview him. It truly brought honor to his ancestral heritage and brought glory to his family.
He is the only university student in his family, and also the only one in their village at that time.
He now has a house and a car in Jiangzhou, and is doing very well. He also hopes to benefit from his success in the future, and have him guide his foolish son.
Anyway, he doesn't have much ability, so he can only find a way to maintain this bit of family affection, which is better than having no relatives at all.
Several people walked for a long time before finally finding a place to take shelter from the rain.
眼看着这雨丝毫没有转小的迹象，光这么等着也不是办法。
王坤看向王辉，“阿辉，这样也不是办法，我们现在该怎么办？”
Wang Hui said, "You guys wait here, I'll go stop a car by myself."
Wang Kun was a little worried, "Can you do it?"
"Let's give it a try, it's better than doing nothing. If I can't stop a car, we can at least borrow a phone to call an ambulance," said Wang Hui.
He didn't know if this method would work, but they couldn't wait any longer. If they continued like this, his brother's leg might not be able to be saved.
After saying that, Wang Hui rushed into the pouring rain.
The rain is getting heavier.
Wang Hui stood at the roadside and started waving his hand when he saw a car from afar.
There were few cars on this side and he finally managed to flag down a car. The driver, noticing the injury on his face, was startled and asked cautiously, "What's the matter?"
Wang Hui, struggling to speak due to the rain, said with difficulty, "Can I borrow your phone to call an ambulance? I didn't bring my phone or any money. My brother is badly injured, and I had no choice but to flag down a car for help."