He seemed to hear the sound of thousands of troops and horses, as if he heard the whimpering sound of the desert, and as if he heard someone calling his name.

Wen Lu almost guessed who these two people were, especially the one holding the dog, who was the same man he saw in the supermarket that day.

In other words, it doesn't matter if they beat him and he doesn't fight back.

Pei Lesheng struck harder, while Yu Ancheng, who was younger, only punched Wen Lu in the stomach a few times.

Wen Lu was stunned without making a sound or even resisting.

Lying in the snow, he could feel the coldness of the snow and the temperature of Luan City. This feeling was something he would never forget in his life.

He actually prefers nursery rhymes to beat him.

On the white snow, two men were punching and kicking Wen Lu, while Wen Lu was lying on the ground motionless.

After a while, Pei Lesheng got tired, panted, and pulled down the scarf.

Seeing that the man didn't respond, Yu Ancheng asked Pei Lesheng, "Brother Lesheng, is he out of breath?"

"How could it be, alive!"

"Oh." Yu Ancheng bent down and pulled off Wen Lu's scarf. Hey, his face is quite handsome, not inferior to any of them, but he was beaten badly, with bruises and red spots, and his cheeks were swollen.

Pei Lesheng also saw it. He looked pretty good, but the pretty boys outside were just different.

"Brother Lesheng, is he a fool? Why doesn't he fight back when we beat him?"

Pei Lesheng kicked Wen Lu on the ground: "Hey, you bitch! Talk to you!"

Wen Lu's ears were buzzing and his eyes were swollen. It took him a long time to open his eyes.

He saw these two people clearly, and these two people saw him clearly.

Several pairs of eyes looked at each other, and the air was even colder.

Wen Lu's body was covered with snow, and some of it melted. He looked at the sky, which was white and the same color as the sky and the earth. It seemed that there were only three of them in this vast world.

"I can hear it." Wen Lu said hoarsely.

"Your name is Wen Lu?" Pei Lesheng asked.

"Um."

"What are you doing here?!"

"Nothing." Wen Luyun said calmly.

"An Cheng, search his body to see if there are any illegal tools."

"Okay!" Yu Ancheng was very positive.

Wen Lu was searched again, and he no longer wanted to resist.

"That's it." Yu Ancheng took out the things from Wen Lu's body, "Brother Lesheng, what do you want to see?"

"Look at the wallet."

"Oh." Yu Ancheng opened it, "It doesn't have much money, but I do have a few bank cards."

Since the last search, Wen Lu has put the photos of nursery rhymes in his pocket and no longer allows others to search them casually.

"There is also a business card here." Yu Ancheng handed it to Pei Lesheng.

"Wen Lu, the CEO of the Wen Group," Pei Lesheng said, "is indeed a businessman who smells like copper. He has a lot of eyes and a lot of thoughts."

"Brother Lesheng, his cell phone."

"Open."

"Can't open."

Wen Lu had let them do whatever they wanted, and he was completely devastated, as if he would freeze to death in the ice and snow in the next second.

Pei Lesheng took Wen Lu's things in disgust, found nothing, and threw them all on Wen Lu in disgust.

He had no intention of telling Wen Lu more, and said calmly: "Starting from tomorrow, get out of here! Otherwise, I will give you some advice."

Wen Lu didn't say anything, so Pei Lesheng kicked him a few more times: "Speak!"
Chapter completed!