The fierce ghost comes out of the cage

Author: non-player character

The fierce ghost comes out of the cage

"Buzz buzz buzz."

By the time Jiang Sheng sent a few more insects to investigate Yang Fuxian's ward, the man's disaster had already calmed down a lot.

at the moment.

Xing Tai was sitting in front of Yang Fuxian's hospital bed, lightly placing her palm on his arm.

The gaze, on the other hand, stayed on the side of the man's face in a somewhat complex manner.

What kind of person are you?

The girl is still thinking about this question.

Looking at the man who was tightly bound by the straitjacket.

She is still not sure what kind of family she grew up in.

Xing Tai's body is almost full of contradictions.

And this contradiction will naturally make her feel confused and at a loss.

"Chi chi chi."

the other side.

Several mice walked through the ventilation ducts of Quankang Hospital with their vigorous skills.

They may run like lightning.

Or fly and jump.

Or crawling around.

In only about ten minutes, the rats thoroughly explored the entire hospital.

Then all kinds of messages were transmitted to the consciousness of a certain black cat.

"Meow."

Jiang Sheng squatted outside the hospital, facing a little girl who was trying to hand him a lollipop, and licked his paws unmoved.

Cats can't eat too much candy, little girl.

The black cat thought slowly.

But those mice are quite useful.

Maybe I can catch some more birds later.

…

The evening sun gradually dimmed.

At about 6:30 in the afternoon, An Ming arrived at the hospital in a black car. He came to pick up Xing Tai to go to the lawyer to go through the procedures.

According to the girl's own request.

About Xing Tai being able to figure out the whole story and return to the club.

An Ming also felt very lucky.

After all, it is difficult for him to continue to maintain the society by himself.

If there is no backbone, the group is likely to face a split.

If it really came to that point, An Ming couldn't even imagine whether he would still have the nerve to see Yang Fuxian.

"call."

Standing outside the hospital.

The man put out the cigarette in his hand, and then straightened the collar of his suit.

"Hope everything goes well."

As if to comfort himself, An Ming muttered to himself, and then walked into the door of the hospital.

Twenty minutes later.

The man picked up Xing Tai and sent the girl to the group's law firm.

Until around eight o'clock in the evening, the two of them were dealing with matters related to the inheritance of the property.

However, when he got up alone and went out for a walk, An Ming's cell phone suddenly rang in his arms.

"Hello?"

Looking at the phone screen, unknown anonymous contacts are displayed.

The man's brows frowned slightly.

"Hello, is this Mr. An?"

The voice of a middle-aged man also came from the other end of the phone.

"Well, it's me." An Ming lowered his head, took out a lighter and lit a cigarette.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

"I am the leader and secretary of the Jinwan Group, charter."

"Oh, Jinwan Group, I have long admired your name." An Ming listened to the other party's origins and gently closed his narrow eyes.

The Kam Wan Group, like the Hoa Union Society, are rivals competing with the Hsien Loong Group for territory in Lok Tai City.

In the past, these people would undoubtedly not be able to make waves.

But now, Yang Fuxian is "sick".

They are basically restless.

"Haha, don't dare. Compared to the reputation of your Xianlong group, how can our Jinwan group have any reputation? But Mr. An, I heard that you have already selected the next speaker. Dare I ask?

, is this true?”

The man named Zhang Cheng smiled and asked An Ming about a piece of news that everyone knew in a tone that sounded like an old friend.

In this regard, An Ming just affirmed calmly.

"That's right."

"Ah, that's great."

The tone of the speech was raised a little higher, which made people feel uncomfortable.

"Mr. An, our team leader, would like to invite your Newspeakers to have a casual dinner together to discuss some business issues. I don't know if you are willing to do this?"

"time and location."

After waiting for Zhang Zheng to finish talking nonsense, An Ming finally raised his hand and flicked the ashes from his cigarette.

The next moment, Zhang Cheng's attitude became a bit cold and distant.

"The day after tomorrow at four o'clock in the afternoon, Minglou Hotel."

"Well, see you there or see you."

After saying that, An Ming hung up the phone.

…

"Of course, see you there or see you."

Inside a luxurious villa in Yanhu District, Luotai City.

Zhang Cheng looked ugly and whispered to the phone that had been hung up in his hand.

Only after he put down his cell phone did another middle-aged man sitting behind Zhang Cheng raise the wine glass in his hand.

"How's it going? Have you contacted everyone?"

"Yes." Zhang Cheng immediately turned around, bowed respectfully and replied.

"Everyone has been contacted."

"Then, let's gather people tonight, shall we?"

The middle-aged man smiled and shrugged his shoulders.

"Gather people together for what?"

Zhang Cheng raised his head and asked in confusion.

"You are making noises in the east and attacking in the west." The middle-aged man took a sip of the yellow wine.

"The Hsien Loong Group probably wouldn't have thought that I would go all the way after showing my goodwill. In short, I have already contacted the police station in the XC District. After midnight tonight, all surveillance in the six streets of the XC District will be

Enter maintenance status. As for you, go back and bring all the capable people in the team. Before dawn, be sure to get rid of the new talkers in the Hsien Loong team."
To be continued...