A black Passat was galloping on the road in Guangdong City, and the heat waves brought up to curl up dead leaves on the ground.

Xiong Baizhou was sitting in the passenger seat, his eyes were cold, and the doctor's words were still echoing all the time:

"Wounds or fractures in other places of the patient will not affect life."

"The most important thing is that the patient's ribs are displaced when impacted by external forces, and the tip of the rib pierced the lung lobe, which is the main reason for the continuous blood flow."

"He has been moved to the position through surgery, and he has good physical fitness and is very timely sent to him."

"According to this situation, as long as the patient can wake up, there will be no problem with recovery."

"What if I can't wake up?" Xiong Baizhou asked.

The famous surgeon director of the Guangdong Eastern People's Hospital pushed his eyes and replied calmly: "If you can't, the family members must be mentally prepared."

Xiong Baizhou nodded. This doctor was invited by Xiong Baizhou to take the surgery on his own by using the network of relationships. His words basically represent the highest level of surgical operations in eastern Guangdong Province.

Looking at Song Shihao who was still lying in the intensive care unit, Xiong Baizhou called Wang Lianqiao over: "You can help take care of Wang Shukui here."

Wang Shukui sat on the chair with tears on his face, very helpless.

Wang Lianqiao seemed to know what Xiong Baizhou was about to do. She grabbed Xiong Baizhou's hand, her eyes full of worry: "You must be careful."

Xiong Baizhou patted Wang Lianqiao's hand: "I won't be in trouble."

Song Shihao was injured in the afternoon, but it was already past 7 pm after the operation.

In the outdoor parking lot of the People's Hospital, more than 80 young people were standing in groups of three or three. The cigarettes in their mouths flashed in the night. When they saw Xiong Baizhou coming, everyone threw away the cigarette butts and stood straight.

"Big Boss Bear"

"Brother Xiong"

"boss"

Various names kept ringing along the way, and Xiong Baizhou had no expression on his face.

Huang Ruibo, Bai Dengwei, and even Chen Liujin were all: "Big Boss, the other brothers are still on the way here."

"Brother Xiong, I'm going to chop up Geng Biao!" Sheng Yuanqing's eyes were red and his hands were clenched white.

Song Shihao's performance has won the recognition of the arrogant Sheng Yuanqing, and more importantly, Geng Biao's behavior is a naked provocation.

Everyone thinks it was Geng Biao who did it, even if there is no evidence.

"The things have been brought together." Liu Daxiang pulled open the trunk of a car, full of Park Knife and Iron Sticks.

"Everyone from all over the world is here, too." Chen Qingyun also spoke.

These people's behavior was spontaneous, just waiting for Xiong Baizhou to give orders.

Xiong Baizhou let out a sigh of relief into the night sky, and his calm eyes suddenly became fierce and cold: "Avenge Xiao Song!"

"Avenge Brother Song!"

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But despite that, Xiong Baizhou still made careful plans.

First of all, he dismissed all the people who were not Sihai Property. These people were real gangsters and had no even a cover-up identity. Xiong Baizhou could not help them whitewash them.

"This storm does not require too many people, it can easily attract others' attention." The reasons given by Xiong Baizhou are also logical.

"But I want to thank you for taking the sidelines at this time, Daxiang, and taking the money to treat your brothers to have midnight snacks." Even if Xiong Baizhou dismissed these people, he would make a beautiful finish.

The 80s left and the 30s left, and the remaining 40s were almost all employees of Sihai Property. Xiong Baizhou was not too worried about these people. Someone really asked, Xiong Baizhou said that the company had a meal.

However, this group of people was divided into three parts. Zhang Hao took a few people to stay in the hospital just in case, and Wei Wu brought another group of people back to the old street to guard the town.

"We are the front line, you are the backyard, your responsibilities are also very important, so I will definitely help me stabilize it!" Xiong Baizhou looked at the two of them with deep eyes.

Zhang Hao and Wei Wu are no longer young bricklayers on the construction site. They have experienced too many things during this period. Everyone has a calm temperament and has become famous in the world.

Finally, Xiong Baizhou and his group of more than 40 people and several cars roared to Geng Biao's nest in Chepi.

As Xiong Baizhou said, this storm cannot be solved with too many people. The most critical issue is how to prove it was instructed by Geng Biao.

Xiong Baizhou was thinking about this all the way. Now Song Shihao couldn't speak, and even if he could speak, it was not evidence.

Geng Biao's hotel in Chepi is open at any time and does not open at any time. His main source of income is not here, and it is more of a gathering place.

Today, the hotel was closed again, and there was only one horseman guarding it casually. This place was almost forbidden for the Jianghu River in Guangdong, and he was not worried that anyone would cause trouble.

However, it was surprising tonight. Several cars rushed over with high beams on them without slowing down. The maid guarding the goal did not react for a while and actually stood over to stop them.

"If you dare to block the road, you will hit him to death." Xiong Baizhou, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said lightly.

The driver was Sheng Yuanqing, who was a ruthless man. Now with Xiong Baizhou's instructions, he sneered and directly hung the handbrake to the large gear. He stepped on the accelerator to death. The wheels rang forward with a violent friction sound.

Geng Biao's younger brother saw that the vehicle did not slow down, but accelerated suddenly, and his head suddenly woke up. He quickly turned around to avoid it. The car almost wiped his body and rushed over. He could hear the roar of the engine.

The maid was so scared that she was sweating in a cold sweat. A trace of tears and tears were scared out of her eyes.

With a "bang", Passat didn't slow down any further, and directly smashed the hotel door to pieces.

Several more cars arrived, and the horseman realized that this was a major incident specifically targeting Geng Biao.

Who is so bold?

Passat came down to the co-pilot alone. He was tall and strong, very young but calm, with a gloomy eyes, and he felt a sense of strength and rhythm when walking, taking one step at a time.

"Brother Xiong." The maid naturally knew that this was the big boss Xiong.

"I'll ask you a few questions, and you can answer honestly and don't talk nonsense." Xiong Baizhou stared at the horseman and said word by word.

"Yes." The horseman's back was already wet.

"Where has Geng Biao been?"

"Have he invited Boss Fan to dinner?"

Hearing Fan Xuwen and Geng Biao get together, Xiong Baizhou frowned, and Bai Dengwei came over and whispered: "Fan Xuwen held a private vehicle auction and also handed us an invitation letter, but you refused."

After saying this, Xiong Baizhou remembered that Fan Xuwen contacted himself a few days ago and said that he would hold a vehicle auction and wanted to invite a few big guys to take a look. Even if he didn't buy a car and talked together, it would be fine.

Fan Xuwen is purely the habit of the older generation of people in the martial arts world. He fights and kills in private, but on the surface he still needs to be united.

However, Xiong Baizhou rejected him because he was too busy. In fact, he didn't want to get too involved with these people.

Xiong Baizhou nodded: "Did Yang Rong be with Geng Biao?"

"Yes." Under this pressure, the mamaster has been forced to lie in his mind and has no room for lying.

Xiong Baizhou looked at the horseman and suddenly asked, "My little brother was injured. Did Geng Biao do it?"

After hearing this, this maid learned why Xiong Baizhou had to come to the door.

His calves were scared and cramped because he was a victim of revenge: "Brother Xiong, I'm just a guardian. I really don't know about these things. Please let me go..."

Xiong Baizhou probably didn't know much about this horseman, so he slowly stood up and returned to the car.

"Brother Xiong, do you want me to destroy this person?"

"No need" Xiong Baizhou would not target this kind of minority. He lit a cigarette, looked at the cracked front of the car, and said without any mind: "Go to Fan Xuwen."
Chapter completed!