As soon as the young man finished shouting, there was a crackling sound in the clinic, and then he rushed out with two other people, carrying chairs, bottle racks, and an injection with a needle.

"Fuck your mom, dad, kill him for me." Daodao was embarrassed to stand there with a chair and wanted to get on, but after looking at the little look when Tang Biao kicked him, his calves suddenly became a little twitching, so he stood there, preparing to poke his dad and try the firepower first.

"Is it over?" Qingzhong frowned, pointed at Daodao and shouted with several other young people: "Let go,,,."

"Who the hell are you?" The middle-aged man who called was immediately dissatisfied and pushed Qingzhong on his shoulder.

"Fuck your mother, I'll stab you, old B-raising me," Yao Lele took out the military stent, took a step forward, and raised the knife to stab him. The middle-aged man and his son took a step back at the same time.

"Get out," Qingzhong looked dark and turned around and put it on his thigh. Yao Lele was immediately honest and did not dare to bare his teeth.

Qingzhong took out a cigarette and handed it to Yang Ming. Yang Ming looked at the cigarette and paused for a moment. Before he could say anything, Qingzhong took the cigarette back and lit it on his mouth, took a sip, looked up at him and said, "Brother Ming, I am not familiar with others. If you have anything to say, I will say it to you."

Yang Ming looked at Qingzhong with a expressionless face and said nothing.

"Brother Yang, drinking some wine is a bit of a conflict. Maybe it's a big deal for you, but in our eyes, this is really nothing. Your son was beaten, I have two younger brothers, and I also have a fracture."

"You're fucking nonsense," Daodao was unhappy when he heard this. He didn't fight back at all. How could he have a fracture?

"Shut up," Yang Ming turned around and scolded, turned his head to look at Qingzhong, and said lightly: "Daodao grew up in her aunt's house since she was a child. When something happened, her aunt called four or five times and was rushing back from another place, saying what was going on when she came back to say, "

"...Haha, no, just report the case, Biaozi, go back and stay in the detention center for fifteen days, and then JB is just taking a holiday," Qingzhong was stunned for a moment, turned his head to speak at Tang Biao, and said to Yang Ming again: "Brother Yang, do you think this is OK?"

"15 days, are you dreaming, is this a public security case?" The middle-aged man who was calling frowned and interjected.

"I said yes, just, do you believe it?" Qingzhong frowned and slammed it. The middle-aged man said with a sudden change of face, and the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment. Just as he was about to fight back, Qingzhong turned around and shouted at Yao Lele: "Why did you take out the knife again?"

Yao Lele held the knife and looked at the middle-aged man, pouting his mouth and not speaking. The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and stopped moving.

"What do you mean?" Yang Ming frowned, looked at Qingzhong and interrupted.

"Brother Yang, just this is the matter. You have to move it out for Qin Shihuang. I nodded and laughed. Just over. Whatever you have to do is to make a drip. I told you that I am just a social person. How can I do it? I just call me. Do you believe it or not? Your wood is rotten to the mountains, and there is no trailer to pull it out for you.,,,." Qingzhong pursed his lips and looked at Yang Ming and frowned.

"And you, don't you buy seafood? Call Dalei in the new seafood market, which company is the store he rented? Otherwise, I asked him to buy out several stores from Huanyu at a high price and directly ask you to go to the street to sell seafood. I've seen it for a few years, can your son still drive a BMW Z4," Qingzhong once again questioned the middle-aged man.

"…,." This time the shrew stopped talking, and he opened a shop in the underground mall under Huanyu...

"I have 100,000 in my bag. Let's go slowly in the future. Will it be okay, Brother Ming?" Qingzhong asked looking at Yang Ming.

Yang Ming thought for a long time and took the bag without any tricks.

"Biaozi," Qingzhong shouted.

"I'm sorry," Tang Biao bowed deeply to the parents.

"It's getting late, let's go first, Brother Ming," Qingzhong smiled and patted everyone on the shoulders, turned around and took Tang Biao and his group away.

"Dad, that's all," Daodao's eyes turned red, with an extremely hatred look, looking at the backs of Qingzhong and others, and shouted at his father.

"What should I do if I can't finish it? You fucking asked me to stab him to death,,,,." Yang Ming roared, left with his hands behind his back.

Daodao looked at his father who didn't even bother him, gritted his teeth and scolded: "Fuck you, sooner or later, I'll kill him."

...

Chenyang, I walked out of Fuxin's ward, stood at the hospital door and took a few breaths, glanced around, and got into a taxi directly.

"Where to go," the driver asked lightly.

"Monco International," I actually subconsciously said Liudi's residence.

"Okay," the driver stepped on the accelerator and the car slowly left the hospital.

I sat in the co-pilot of the car, turned my head and looked out the window, stunned for a long time, and suddenly turned my head and asked at the taxi driver, "Master, do you have a phone number? Please lend me some money."

The driver glanced at me, thought for a while, and handed out the phone. I held my phone, pressed a few numbers on the keyboard, and dialed directly.

"Dudu," After a busy tone, the phone was connected, and the sound of a numb face came hoarsely: "Hey..."

"Haha, where is it?" I smiled and asked casually.

"I'm in the hospital." Ma Fang replied in a weak voice.

"I haven't recovered yet."

"Oh, I almost didn't see Satan when I drank this little wine," Mamabiao seemed to tease and curse.

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. Please trouble you if you have something to do. Can you help me?" I gasped and asked straight to the point.

"you say."

"Lao Wan, Lao San, lend me some use. I have something to do. I don't have any danger. I'll give me something." I lowered my head, straightened my eyes, and clenched my fists tightly.

As soon as I finished speaking, after six or seven seconds, Mama said slowly: "Lao Wan is gone, I'm back to my hometown."

"When will I leave, when will I come back," I gritted my teeth, buckled my nails in my palms, leaving deep traces.

"Not necessarily, it's time to go, I'll let the third brother go," replied Mama.

"... Then forget it, I'll let them go when Fuxin is discharged from the hospital." After that, I hung up the phone, leaned my head on the passenger seat, and my breathing suddenly became rapid, my chest tightness seemed to be in a state of breath.

In a hospital, Mamabiao looked at the phone for a long time, and finally pressed a few words on the text message: "Xiao Fei... Maybe I know..."

"drop,."

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