Young Madam Has Multiple Identities

He raised his hand and moved his limbs. He felt as if his whole body was going to fall apart and ache. There were a few places that were roughly bandaged by white gauze. There were also a few large bruises. Some of the wounds were even covered with red medicine.    

It seemed that someone had treated him before he went to the hospital.    

This is... What's wrong?    

He recalled the scene before he fainted. He walked out from the back door, and then he was stuffed in a gunny sack. His mouth was stuffed, and then someone beat him up... and he woke up here?    

Zhou Han saw that he woke up, so he ordered the singers and dancers to go down and turn off the music.    

"You are quite badly injured. I got someone to check on you. There are several fractures on your body. You can't go on stage for a short period of time..." Zhou Han said with no expression on his face.    

This was also a very cruel thing for Wei Hu, who was looking for stimulation. Moreover, he knew his own body well.    

The corner of Wei Hu's mouth twitched slightly, and he furrowed his brows.    

If he couldn't use his black fist, then on Lord Qin's side... He wouldn't be able to pay the price.    

"I can fight, it's not like I only have fists..." He still has a knife!    

"Your current situation..." Zhou Han took out a cigarette from his pocket, "If you force yourself onto the stage, you will have a hard time."    

He had suffered a serious injury for a hundred days. Furthermore, Wei Hu was badly injured. He would not be able to fight for a short period of time.    

Actually, this was not what he wanted to see. Ever since Wei Hu started fighting in the ring, as he attacked fiercely and violently, he did not care about the life and death of his opponent. The audience liked watching him fight, which was also a considerable income for the boxing house.    

Wei Hu's heart turned cold when he saw Zhou Han's reaction. He just stared blankly at the floor and did not say a word.    

On Godfather Qin's side...    

"But what happened to you? Who hit you?"    

Zhou Han felt that it was very strange. Who would dare to hit someone as heavy as Wei Hu? The key was... who could beat him up like this?    

"I don't know. When I went out from the back door, my head was covered with a gunny sack. After that, it was like this." Wei Hu shook his head.    

Knocked with a gunny sack? Zhou Han thought of the dirty tricks Wei Hu used to fight in the arena. He rubbed his chin and thought about something.    

"Do you think... it could be that the person you beat up in the past found someone to take revenge?"    

Wei Hu thought about it. It was not impossible. His dirty tricks had made too many enemies for him.    

"Boss, can you help me investigate?"    

Zhou Han looked troubled. He wanted to investigate too, but there was no surveillance at the back door. He did not know where to start. He did not expect that person to know how to choose a place.    

"It's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that the surveillance camera at the back door is not installed, so I can't find anything..."    

"F * ck!" Wei Hu cursed in a low voice.    

But when he thought about how he had been beaten up for nothing like this, and now he was covered in injuries and even a little dizzy, he even suspected that he had a concussion.    

Who the f * ck was it?    

Which f * cking grandson did it!    

He clenched his other hand into a fist and punched the sofa angrily. The sofa caved in and a hole appeared in it. Wei Hu felt a tremor in his body when the punch landed. His wound was in pain.    

He did not dare to move his body so easily anymore. He could only stare at the glass cup in front of him fiercely, as if he could spit fire.    

Damn it, it really made him angry!