Li Junfeng dialed the locksmith company's phone number posted on the door wall, while I kicked the security door as hard as I could.

About three or four minutes later, the neighbor's house across from Li Zhonghua's house opened the door with a creaking sound. A middle-aged man glanced at us in confusion and asked, "What do you do?"

I asked anxiously: "Brother, do you have a crowbar at home? The person in the house is my uncle. He seems to have a sudden illness and cannot open the door for us."

The man's face suddenly became serious: "I'll look for it."

While he was looking for a crowbar, Li Junfeng and I kicked the door wildly again. The security doors in the past were indeed harder than today's ones, and the door surface was even dented, but the whole door didn't move at all.

Li Junfeng asked me, sweating profusely: "Lang Lang, you don't think it's a trick, do you? Why do I feel that things are weird?"

I gasped and said, "What's the trick? I think it was just those gangsters who came to cause trouble and hurt Li Zhonghua."

Li Junfeng kicked the door hard again, then looked at me with a hesitant expression and said, "What if, I said just what if, we open the door and Lao Li runs out of energy..."

I picked up the phone and shouted to Li Zhonghua on the other end of the phone: "Uncle Li, are you listening?"

"Listen...listen, hurry up...hurry up..." Li Zhonghua's voice became weaker and weaker.

At this time, the neighbor across the street, a middle-aged man, took out two flat-shaped screwdrivers from home and handed them to us and asked, "Will these work?"

"Okay." I took the screwdriver, inserted the tip into the crack of the door, and then kicked hard in the opposite direction. The threshold suddenly cracked several cracks. Li Junfeng followed my example and also used the screwdriver to force it.

We pried the door open, and after two or three minutes, we finally pried open the security door.

Li Zhonghua's house is a very ordinary three-bedroom apartment. When we entered, the house seemed to have been robbed. It was turned into a mess and the floor was in a mess. Clothes and sheets were scattered everywhere. Li Zhonghua's forehead was bleeding and he was holding his hands.

He was sitting under the sofa with his chest leaning on his chest, his breathing was extremely rapid, and his face was sallow.

I hurriedly walked over to help him and asked, "Uncle, what's going on?"

Li Zhonghua gasped and coughed twice, pointed to a few syringes next to him and replied: "Someone wants to kill me, please inform..."

"Who should I notify?" I urged in confusion.

Uncle Li glanced at his neighbor standing behind us, bit his lip and said: "Send me to the hospital..."

His neighbor hurriedly took out his cell phone and said: "I'll call 120."

Li Junfeng and I struggled to lift Li Zhonghua up. I turned around and said to the leader: "It's too late. We'll drive to the hospital by ourselves. Brother, please call the police later."

"Okay." The neighbor nodded politely.

As he walked downstairs, Li Zhonghua's breathing became more rapid, and blood began to slowly ooze from his nose and mouth. He leaned his head against my ear and whispered in a low voice: "Notice... inform Lao Qi that I will make millions in the near future."

Don't show your face. Wen Ping suspected that he was not dead and asked someone to force me to confess. I...I didn't say anything."

"Yeah." I bit my lip and nodded.

Li Junfeng gasped and patted Li Zhonghua's back and said, "Uncle, you must hold on, otherwise we won't be able to explain."

Li Zhonghua clutched his chest in pain, coughed twice, and more blood flowed from his nostrils: "Chest...chest hurts...heart beats too hard..."

The two of us struggled to help Li Zhonghua into the car, and Li Junfeng drove. I sat behind and gently patted Li Zhonghua on the back and said: "Keep on holding on, Uncle Li, and we will be at the hospital soon."

Li Zhonghua leaned on the car seat, hanging his head and said intermittently: "Wen Ping didn't know that I... participated in rescuing Lao Qi that night. He probably just found out that I have a good relationship with Lao Qi... and was suspicious.

Lao Qi is not dead. By the way, I want to find out if there is any black evidence in my hand.."

I asked anxiously: "Do you know who is coming?"

Li Zhonghua shook his head and said: "Three...four children...wearing masks and hats...gave me...injected me with some unknown medicine..."

Li Junfeng frowned and cursed: "Daddy Caote, it must be those bitches we met."

While he was talking, his cell phone rang. Li Junfeng picked up the phone and asked: "What's the matter, Bobo, what? The police went to the store to look for me and Lang Lang? Okay, I understand!"

Putting down his cell phone, Li Junfeng looked at me and said, "The police went to the store to look for us and said that we were suspected of burglary. It must have been the neighbor who just bit us."

I lowered my head and thought for a few seconds, then hurriedly said: "Turn around and go to the First People's Hospital."

After greeting Li Junfeng, I glanced at Li Zhonghua, who was leaning against me. His nostrils were bleeding, his mouth was salivating, and his eyes were half closed and he was in a state of shock. I shook him twice and shouted: "Uncle Li, you must

Just hold on."

Li Zhonghua didn't respond at all, and his breathing became weaker and weaker.

I bit my tongue and took out my mobile phone, removed Jiang Jingya's phone number from the blacklist, and quickly dialed it. The phone rang for a long time, and then her cold voice came from over there: "What's the matter?"

I spoke quickly: "Hurry up and call a few emergency doctors to wait for me at the entrance of the hospital. Life is at stake."

"Ah?" Jiang Jingya was stunned for a moment, then asked: "What happened?"

"Stop asking, just do as I say." I looked at Li Zhonghua next to me, frowned and growled: "We will be there in seven or eight minutes at most."

"Okay." Jiang Jingya agreed quickly.

I thought about it and then said: "Also, if you can get into the emergency room, you must find a way to get the person I sent to tell him that the person who harmed him was not me or the madman. Recording the audio is very important.

"

Jiang Jingya agreed: "I understand."

A few minutes later, we drove to the entrance of the hospital. Jiang Jingya and several doctors in white coats were already waiting at the entrance of the hospital pushing a stretcher. After we helped Li Zhonghua down, a middle-aged doctor turned Li Zhonghua over.

He raised his eyelids to Li Zhonghua's chest and listened to the serious problem for half a minute before speaking: "The patient's heart rate is very fast. He should be poisoned by drugs. He should be pushed to the operating room immediately."

I looked at Jiang Jingya and whispered in a low voice: "Xiaoya, please..."

"Yeah." Jiang Jingya looked at me with complicated eyes, maybe she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything and helped several doctors push Li Zhonghua into the hospital.

After watching Li Zhonghua and the others go away, Li Junfeng frowned and asked me: "What should we do? It's really depressing to take the blame. Just now Bobo said that the police came to the store with guns to look for us, which means that they have decided

We are the murderers. Which murderer would save someone to go to the hospital? Damn it, these police officers have brain problems!"

I looked up at the camera at the entrance of the hospital, lowered my head and pondered for a while and then said: "Drive the car into the hospital first."

After parking the car, Li Junfeng and I ran to the small door at the back of the hospital, climbed out along the iron fence, then walked back to the hospital entrance and stood at the entrance of the small supermarket opposite to wait.

Li Junfeng asked me puzzledly: "What are you waiting for?"

"Wait for the police." I replied in a low voice with a cold face.

As soon as I finished speaking, a rapid siren sounded as if it had been agreed upon, and then four or five police cars swarmed into the hospital from the street. Then I breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Let's go, it's safe for now."

Already."

As long as the police follow the clues and look for Li Zhonghua, they won't be distracted and look for us again. Li Junfeng and I will be safe in a short time.

"Where are you going? Just now Xiaotao sent me a text message, saying that the police had searched for the house we rented, and there were several plainclothes men squatting at the door." Li Junfeng shook his head twice and muttered irritably: "What on earth is this matter about?

Who the hell did it? What’s the point of detaining this shit basin for us?”

I frowned and said to myself: "Yeah, what's the point?"

Just listening to Li Zhonghua's words, my first reaction was that this matter must be caused by Wen Pingping. He wanted to ask Uncle Qi's true situation through Li Zhonghua's mouth, and also brought me into the circle. If Li Zhonghua really didn't

Now, Li Junfeng and I can't escape even if we jump into the Yellow River.

At this moment, the mobile phone in my pocket rang. It was an unfamiliar number. I hesitated for a few seconds and picked up: "Who is this?"

A man's light voice came from the other end of the phone: "Old Wen wants to get rid of the grindstone and kill the donkey. The only person in Chong City who can save you is Xie Qian. Do you need me to introduce you to him?"

I raised my eyes and growled: "Who are you?"

The other party laughed "haha" twice, and then said: "I will contact you again."

After saying that, he hung up the phone. When I called back, he had turned off his phone.

A few seconds later, Li Junfeng's cell phone also rang. He glanced at the screen and saw the same missed number, and murmured in a low voice: "Should I answer it?"

"Take that!" I nodded my head twice.

Li Junfeng took a deep breath and asked: "Who is it?"

The man on the other end of the phone was still the same man: "You are still tied to Wang Lang. My IQ is not very developed. I want to give you a chance to clean yourself up and make money. Do you want it?"

"Who the hell are you?" Li Junfeng frowned and cursed.

The man grinned sinisterly and said: "Wang Lang has actually been playing tricks on you so-called brothers. He has been on Wen Ping's line for a long time. I don't know who Wen Ping is. You can search it on Baidu later. I

I estimate that Wang Lang has made at least several million in the past two months. Can I give you a dime? It is now half past nine in the evening. I will wait for you in front of Gao Dahai's store around 10:20. I will only wait for you for five minutes.

No waiting after the expiration date.”
Chapter completed!