Su Weikang clutched the screwdriver and was about to push it out. I grabbed him and shook my head with a smile.

Because of a few quarrels, not only did we beat him up, but we might even have disfigured him. It’s normal to feel a little resentful.

The most important thing is that as a low-level gangster, I understand his mood at the moment. Once he runs away, all the status and connections he has worked so hard for in the past are gone, and he may not dare to return to Chongzhou for the rest of his life.

I held Mao Buntou's cell phone and looked carefully at the video he had just recorded. Then I put the phone in another pocket with satisfaction. Just when I was thinking about lighting a cigarette to relieve my boredom, my own cell phone rang.

, it was Li Zhonghua who called me and told me that Fan Feng had sent him one million.

I threw the cigarette case to Su Weikang, took a deep breath, waved my hands and shouted: "Let's go, go home!"

According to Fan Feng's request, we sent him to the door of a famous hotel. I smiled at him and said, "Uncle Fan, it's really unreasonable for me to treat my nephew as a nephew today. If you don't mind, wait."

My uncle is back, let's have a meal together, and I'll slap myself in front of him to apologize to you."

"Forget it, I blame myself for being obsessed with it." Fan Feng waved his hands helplessly, gave me a smile and said, "Brother, if you don't mind, we can save each other's mobile phone numbers. If we don't keep them all, I will be able to use you for something.

If you want to smoke or drink, brother, just come to the store to get it and just mention my name."

I quickly took out my cell phone: "Oh, I'll go. It's such an honor. Uncle, what's your number? I'll call you..."

After saving each other's mobile phone numbers, Fan Feng opened the door and got out of the car. I asked verbosely: "Uncle, can you get this kind of money from opening a cigarette hotel in the city? Can you borrow millions or millions?"

Fan Feng smiled slightly and said: "Not every cigarette shop can make money. If there is a chance, we can sit down and chat slowly."

After waving goodbye, Xiao Tao turned around and asked me: "Brother, should we go back directly, or..."

After meditating for a moment, I took out Mao Cuntou's mobile phone and looked through the address book for a long time. Finally, I found a mobile phone number signed "Brother Jun". I took out my phone again and compared it with the number that just called me, confirming that it was the same number.

Behind the scenes, he said to Xiao Tao: "Please navigate to the nearest hospital."

Ayi said: "Go straight along this road, about five hundred meters, and you will find Chongshi Orthopedic Hospital. I lived there before."

I smiled evilly at the corner of my mouth and said, "Drive to the orthopedic hospital."

"Uncle Lang, where are you injured?" Su Weikang asked curiously.

I ordered in an orderly manner: "I can't explain it to you. Later, Ayi will put on a mask and try to find a way to open a ward, and Xiaotao will find a place to buy two small bags of soda ash."

Half an hour later, in a small garden in front of the hospital that helps patients recover, Ayi and Xiaotao walked up to me wearing masks and nodded at the same time.

I asked softly: "Your face wasn't caught by the camera, right?"

Xiao Tao took off the mask on his face and replied: "No, the ward was opened with a fake name. We both kept our heads down. According to what you said, I put two packets of baking soda under the pillow of the hospital bed.

No. 886, fourth floor, single room!”

"The room number is very auspicious. I'll bid you farewell to Mr. Jiang today." I grinned, took out Mao Cuntou's mobile phone and edited a message: "Brother Jun, I'm at Chongshi Orthopedic Hospital, No. 886 on the fourth floor, and my mouth was stabbed.

I’m so shocked that I can’t speak. Come here quickly.”

Send it to "Brother Jun" when you're done.

After sending it, I pressed 110 on his mobile phone.

A female operator's voice came from the other side of the phone: "Hello, this is the Chongshi 110 police reception center..."

I pinched my nose and lowered my voice and said: "I'm calling the police. Someone in Room 886 on the fourth floor of Chongshi Orthopedic Hospital is engaged in non-D product trading. I am a patient in this ward. I secretly called you in the toilet right now. Please hurry up."

bring it on."

"Can you take responsibility for your words and deeds?" The other party's voice suddenly became urgent.

I pretended to be angry and said, "If you don't believe me, I'll throw you away."

"Please keep your phone open, I will report it to the relevant departments immediately."

After hanging up the phone, I turned the ringtone of my phone to maximum, turned to the video recording interface of Mao Cuntou, handed it to Xiao Tao, and said a little embarrassedly: "I have to trouble you to take the phone to the ward."

"No problem." Xiao Tao put on a mask and ran straight to the inpatient department.

Su Weikang held a cigarette and asked me confusedly: "Uncle Lang, what are you doing?"

"Let's wait for the good show to happen." I grinned mysteriously.

If the person who called me before is really Jiang Jun, then we will definitely have to suffer some physical pain in the future. After all, we can't beat him, and we are not as powerful as others.

How can we prevent us from getting punished? I think the best way is to create some trouble for Mr. Jiang. There is a video recorded by Mao Buntou, and there are two packets of "soda powder" under the pillow that look very similar to medicine.

Even if there is no way to send the stubborn Jiang Jun to jail, he will definitely be in trouble these days.

As long as we wait until Uncle Qi comes back, this matter will basically be nothing.

A few of us were sitting on a bench in the park, chatting. About 20 minutes later, a black "Cheetah" drove into the hospital at a fast speed, and then we saw Jiang Jun leading a few people.

Ma Zai ran into the hospital in a hurry.

Seeing them go in, but the police were not there yet, I couldn't help but be a little anxious. Just when I was about to call 110 again with my mobile phone, two Jinbei modified police cars with their lights flashing and sirens sounding like "Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep" came immediately.

, more than a dozen armed policemen, armed with live ammunition, wearing steel helmets and holding iron guns, jumped out of the police car in a unified manner.

Behind them were several police cars modified by Santana, and eight or nine uniformed policemen followed cautiously.

Xiaotao opened his mouth like a donkey and exclaimed: "Holy shit, 98K."

"Idiot, that's a Type 95 automatic rifle." Su Weikang rolled his eyes at him and explained in a low voice: "It's loaded with 5.8mm ammunition, but they should all be loaded with tranquilizer bullets or rubber bullets."

Five or six minutes later, a burst of shouting came from the hospital lobby. Jiang Jun and his gang were dragged out by twisting their arms. Jiang Jun roared manically: "Why are you arresting me? What crime did I commit?"

crime?"

A policeman frowned and shouted: "What crime do you charge for concealing a gun?"

Several armed policemen ignored Jiang Jun and forced him into the Jinbei car.

"Let's go, it's not fun anymore!" When I saw Jiang Jun being thrown into the Jinbei Car, I licked my lips and walked out of the park swaggeringly. I deliberately passed in front of the Jinbei Car and watched Jiang Jun gloating in the car.

He bared his teeth and smiled.

Jiang Jun also obviously saw me. He was lying on the car window with his face twisted and roaring something.

"886!" I waved to him with a smile, and then put my arm around my neck and made a "cut throat" gesture.

When I came out of the hospital, I couldn't help but laugh wildly. I finally avenged myself for being pushed into the toilet. And I didn't expect Jiang Jun to have a gun hidden in his body. This stupid gun must be in big trouble.

"Go to the Zhongcheng Oil Refinery in the southern suburbs and work all night. It's finally the harvest season." I took out my phone and looked at the time. It was just past nine o'clock in the evening. If we go well, I can take Wang Ying out later.

Visit the night market.

The dream was to be a plump big horse, but the reality was lost to a little transvestite with bad luck. After resisting the refinery, Li Zhonghua’s secretary warmly received us and took us to his conference room.

Looking at the female secretary who was wearing a dark green hip-hugging short skirt, tall and more beautiful than a model, I asked with a smile: "Sister, when will Uncle Li finish his work?"

The female secretary-general has a plump face, an oval face, and big eyes. She is in her twenties but not yet thirty. Her long legs are wrapped in black stockings, which is particularly eye-catching. She speaks like a southern girl.

He said in a coquettish tone: "Wait for him a moment. Mr. Li is discussing with several distinguished guests in charge of purchasing at the detention center. It may take more than half an hour. What do you want to drink?"

Ayi licked the corner of his mouth and waved his hands like an idiot: "It's okay, don't be in a hurry, hehe..."

"The little handsome guy is so cute." The female secretary pinched Ayi's cheek frivolously, twisted her butt and went out: "Let me make some coffee for these handsome guys."

Su Weikang rolled his eyes and Ayi curled his lips: "Brother, you seem to have forgotten the priorities. If you want to deal with such a monster, my uncle will come first."

Ayi smiled and scratched the back of his head: "Hey, I feel like she and I can create some sparks."

I looked at my phone irritably, took out my phone and started texting Wang Ying. Time passed by like this. More than an hour passed in the blink of an eye. I had drank no less than five cups of coffee in the process, and Li Zhonghua still didn’t show up.

I suddenly felt a little anxious. At this time, my cell phone rang in my pocket. I saw it was an unfamiliar number, and I picked it up in confusion: "Who is it?"
Chapter completed!