Zhou Zhaoping and Brother Hu arrived at Huangting Hotel almost immediately.
Brother Hu walked over with a group of subordinates, full of killing intent.
"Boss Zhou, you're injured… It's not a problem, right?"
Brother Hu saw the bandage on his head and immediately asked with a smile.
Zhou Zhaoping cursed in his heart. 'You still have the face to ask?'
However, he said politely, "Thank you for your concern, Brother Hu. It's fine now."
Brother Hu patted him on the shoulder sincerely.
"Boss Zhou, don't hold a grudge. I hit you for your own good. If I didn't beat you up, Ye Feng would definitely not be able to take it lying down. Do you think he would let you off so easily?"
Zhou Zhaoping nodded. "Brother Hu is right."
However, he cursed in his heart. 'You old b*stard, why would I believe you?'
Brother Hu noticed his expression and knew that he still had a grudge in his heart, so he could only continue to speak.