Cong did not hurry to answer Alex's question. Instead, he first applied the last piece of herbal medicine cream for blood circulation and blood boiling to Alex's upper thigh.
"I threw you out of the car!"
After that, he answered Alex in a casual tone.
"I swear it's your sister's... you really did something to them..."
Alex was so angry that he wanted to sit up, but as soon as he exerted his strength on his abdomen, the pain made his whole body feel weak. However, he still tried his best to support his half-dead body with his elbow... He tried several times and almost rolled down to the hollow. Just now, the bush snorted again.
"I've already asked Warner to pick up the mother and son."
At last, Cong made a compromise. He guessed that it was because Alex's internal injuries this time were not light.
Alex, on the other hand, had a stubborn temper.
Sometimes his behavior was the same as that of a five-year-old kid Lin: Tossing himself, making those who care about him nervous and worried.
And that was the one who was nervous and worried about him!
Alex reclined on the hollow silk cloth again, and moved in a more comfortable posture, and his body would not suffer pain.
Then, he stared at the firewood that was drenched in sweat.
"Warner... is your man?"
As early as in Patet Castle, Alex had such a question. Only, at that time, the only thing he could do was to stay alive.
"That's right."
Cong only replied with a light yoice. He didn't explain anything, nor did he purposely hide anything.
"You son of a bitch... Since whern did you learn how to recruit troops and buy horses?"
Alex's voice was slightly raised, and there was a sense of dissatisfaction in his interrogation.
The bush hadn't answered yet, and it seemed like he didn't know what to say either. He removed the wide towel from the waist and placed it into the cold water to wash a few times before once again covering the waist.
There was not a single trace of Alex's body. He was bright and clean no matter where he went.
"But did Warner appear at Ben's side?"
This was the crux of the problem. Although Alex was paralyzed, his brain was still exceptionally wise.
Ku Gang still didn't answer Alex's question. He didn't seem to be in a good mood when it came to the mention of "Ben", and he was back to his usual calm and collected self.
"You want to assassinate Ben?"
The silence of the crowd convinced Alex that he was the one who had consented to the decision.
"It's Ben who wants to assassinate me! I'm just defending myself!"
In the end, Hu Gang still fell into Alex's trap and tried to refute hirn.
"With your martial arts skills, how could Ben kill you? But if you help him, he'll definitely die!"
People all sympathized with the weak. Between the crowd and Yan state, Alex's speech was out of instinct to the weak Yan state.
"You think too highly of me," said Cong with a cold snort.
"What deep hatred do you have with Yan? Why do you want to put him to death?"
The already impatient Alex's words became sharper and even ear-piercing.
"You should ask Yan rambling!" Sam said with a nod.
She wiped off the sweat on her cheeks with a towel, threw the towel in her hand to one side, and left.
"Where are you going?" Alex asked, chasing after the back of Cong.
"It's none of your business!" No sooner had Cong said that than he turned his head.
"Fuck you! Come back!"
F*ck*ng pervert!
In these two days, Lita had thought a lot about her and her son's future.
Lita was originally full of blood, but the more she thought, the more annoyed she became, and the more she thought, the more chaotic she became.
First of all, she didn't even get a bachelor's degree from Shen University, let alone her bachelor's degree.
How could he find a job without a degree in Lisbon? He even said that he was going to sign up for his son Lin to apply for a childish foreign garden.
Just yesterday, Lita heard the bank's call to Eva's house. Although Eva still seemed to be happy on the surface, Lita could still see the anxiety and worry in her heart.
No matter how useless Eva was, there was still a hut of at least forty square meters. He did not have to sleep on the streets.
But what about Lita? Except for her son, Lin, there was nothing else. She could be said to be penniless, without any means of livelihood.
Fortunately, Eva, her best friend, took them in. Otherwise, she really had to live on the streets with her son.
And with all of this happening, who could Lita blame?
"You're so small here. It's not even enough for me to somersault."
In this living room and dining room with only a dozen square meters, Lin really couldn't stretch his arms and legs. It seemed that he was restrained by this tense space.
Big lumps were given to Eva by Lin children. The little fellow called, and Eva listened. The two of them hit each other on the phone.
Although the matriarch, Lita, felt that it wasn't very polite for her son to call him 'Eva', it still wasn't something that could be accomplished within a day to correct the freezing effect of the three feet.
"Yes... most of them are poor, so they can only live in such a small house!"
Eva dotingly caressed the little guy's little head that was being bumped on.
"You are too poor! When, I will let my adoptive father give you a big house!"
The little fellow said with great generosity.
"Great! I'll be waiting for your good news!"
Eva humored the lively and handsome Lin.
But Lita on the side didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Lita's heart ached at her son's indifference to the world. The little fellow didn't seem to have realized: He was about to start eating a life that he hadn't eaten for a long time with her mommy, and now he could only stay at someone else's house.
What could he do to let his son understand the current predicament he and his mommy were in?
Lita was really worried.
"Lin, although you and mommy are free now, the price of freedom is: we can't rely on your adoptive father, we can't rely on your own father, we must depend on ourselves. Let mommy work to make money to support us, understand?"
The little guy was stunned for a moment. He blinked his clear eyes and looked at the serious-looking mommy Lita.
"By ourselves?"
"Yes! We'll have to rely on ourselves!"
"But...but Lin is so young and Mommy is a girl. How can we make money?"
Perhaps in Cong's mind, anyone who made money to support the family should be a man.
Actually, the little fellow wasn't even very familiar with the concept of 'making money'! This was because in Payt Castle, he had never been short of food, wore anything, and had never been short of servants to order him around.
"Make money? That's something mommy wants to think about. You don't have to be oversensitive to it! In a few days, mommy will help you find a better kindergarten..."
Lita suddenly spoke again. Sending her son to the kindergarten was not a small expense. She was not even penniless. What should she do?
"Lita, if you want to give your son a good learning environment, it's useless to just shout your slogans and vow! Everything needs to be improved through sunwaves! Do you understand? So, don't be so courteous, and quickly go into Alex's arms and become your rich lady! Everything will be solved easily!"
The fairy tale was naive, but the reality was cruel beyond comparison.