After hanging up the phone, I put on my coat and rushed to the hospital where He Bingxia and the others were.

To be honest, my IQ is indeed not on the same level as Zhang Xingyu. I can think of the problems he thought of, but it must be a beat slower. Moreover, I do not have the wolfish nature of his unyielding means, and I think about it and it is particularly delayed by the progress of things.

When I arrived at the hospital, He Bingxia and Feng Jie had already treated their wounds.

In the temporary ward, there were smoke, five or six people standing or squatting, swearing and swearing. Feng Jie had bandages hanging from his left arm to his neck collar, and several deep and shallow scars appeared on his cheek. He leaned on the bed with a cold expression and said nothing.

He Bingxiaping lay on a hospital bed next to him, barely on himself, with two chopsticks on his back, which was particularly conspicuously sutured with wounds. On the other bed was a half-bald middle-aged man with a bruised nose and a swollen face, moaning in pain.

When Feng Jie saw me enter the room, he just slapped his head symbolically, saying hello. He Bingxia whispered to me about the incident.

The incident happened after I walked for more than ten minutes, two vans were blocked in front of the clinic. Eight or nine young men came down without any nonsense and beat them up. Not only did they beat them up, but they also smashed the clinic and the doctor.

"This one is..." I blinked, looked at the half-bald middle-aged man on the hospital bed, and asked in a low voice: "Is it the doctor in that clinic?"

I have never seen the doctor's face before. He has always been wearing a mask, but I feel it looks very similar between my eyebrows.

He Bingxia sighed and replied: "No, he is Brother Jie's biological cousin."

I walked up to Feng Jie with a guilty look on my face and apologized: "Brother Jie, I'm really sorry. I didn't expect this to involve you so deeply. Let's see the injury first. I will arrange for you after the matter is over."

Feng Jie drooped his eyelids and shook his head in a hoarse voice: "It has nothing to do with you. There must be a dog in my friend, otherwise those group of Hamapis would not find my cousin. Vanke's hammer is going to force me to death. Since he doesn't want me to live a good life, let's go crazy together."

I advised half-truely: "Brother Jie, you can't be anxious about this. After all, the other party's strength is there."

Feng Jie was quite angry. After listening to my dissuasion, he became even more angry and cursed: "My strong man is selling criticism. I can't find him. I can't find anyone else. Don't worry, Xiao Ming, A Liang, and Fazi, you all come with me."

After saying that, he spoke to the friends next to him and walked out of the ward in a hurry.

When he reached the door, Feng Jie turned his head and looked at me and said, "Brother, you will help me send my cousin back later. If it is convenient, call a few more people to help him clean up the clinic. After all, he has nothing to do with this matter."

"Don't worry, Brother Jie." I immediately sniffed my head.

A few seconds later, Feng Jie led a few people to disappear in the hospital corridor. I touched the bridge of my nose and muttered in a low voice: "The little fat man is right. My friend has cancer and my terminal illness, and his attitude is indeed different."

More than two hours later, after He Bingxia and Feng Jie's cousin received anti-inflammatory drugs, I drove the two back to the previous small clinic. After that, I went to a nearby ATM to withdraw 10,000 yuan, and pushed it into Feng Jie's cousin's pocket with all my advice.

It was fake for Feng Jie to ask me to help clean up the clinic, and it was real that he wanted me to get some money and find a balance for his cousin.

He Bingxia narrowed his red and swollen eyes and asked me: "Where will go next?"

I laughed guiltily in my heart: "Go back, look at your miserable appearance, I feel embarrassed to take you around again."

If He Bingxia knew that the second time he was beaten was in Zhang Xingyu's plan, I believe he would be absolutely anxious.

"It's paralyzed. The Feng Shui of the mountain city is definitely not in line with my horoscope. After I get it, I won't go along." He Bingxia held up his two bandaged hands like bear paws and grinned his teeth and sighed: "When we came on the first day, Kang Zifei shouted to understand the local nightclub culture. As a result, the three of us found a girl. They didn't have anything to do after playing. I almost got genital warts. Later, Uncle Qi went to work, and the three of us lived in a small house. They still had nothing to do. I was not accustomed to the environment and vomited and had diarrhea for several days. Finally, I got used to it. You are here again, and you are beaten twice a day."

"Psychological effect is definitely psychological effect." I patted his shoulder to comfort him.

When I returned to the place where I rented the house, Dapeng was the only one left at home, and was fiddling with the human-shaped sandbags used for boxing from the yard. I asked curiously: "Huh? Where did everyone go?"

"Xiaoya went shopping with Kangzi's little partner. Kangzi went to the high-speed rail station to pick up his uncle." Dapeng glanced at He Bingxia, then widened his eyes and asked, "Damn, why are you doing this? Wasn't you doing well when you went out in the morning?"

He Bingxia twitched his nose twice, and sat on the stool and muttered: "Don't lift the chicken, it's heartbreaking!"

"What are you doing with this thing?" I asked, pointing to the human-shaped sandbag under the tree.

"I think I'm idle and idle. I've been lazy during this period of time." Dapeng posed as a boxer's offensive style, and his two huge fists hit the sandbag with two "bang bang" and smiled at me with a honest smile: "You can practice when you have time. This muscle thing can easily shrink when you don't move."

I lit a cigarette and asked, "When did the emperor and the others arrive?"

Dapeng punched the sandbag several times, and said in a muffled voice: "I guess I'm coming back soon..."

Before he could finish his words, Qian Long's iconic duck voice came from outside the yard.

"Oh my Ma Dan, this place is really fit, it's so hot that daddy!"

"Can you stop talking, listen to your feelings all the way."

When I looked back, Qian Long, Meng Shengle, Wang Jiashun and Su Weikang were carrying a travel bag and chattering into the yard. Seeing them, the corners of my mouth couldn't help but rise. No matter when, as long as I had these calfs around me, I felt my fighting spirit burning wildly.

Qian Long grinned at me with no front teeth and smiled a little: "Oh, Lang'er, I heard that I'm wronged. Come and let my dad hug you, dad loves you."

I gave him a blank look, ran over and fisted him: "Your father, why do you owe you so much?"

A few minutes later, my brothers washed their faces, cleaned up, and sat around the table in the yard. I briefly explained the incident.

Qian Long slapped the table, and the tiger pussy roared angrily: "Do it, this is a matter of research. Please help me contact two guns later. I led Kang Zi directly to the inner Vanke's nest, pointing the gun on the back of his head. I see how the dog fucks it!"

This is Qian Long. No matter when or on any occasion, he feels like he is moving forward.

Meng Shengle curled his lips and sneered: "Do you think you can beat Daxia and Dapeng if you fight alone?"

Qian Long tilted his arms and said, "You know eggplant. This thing has nothing to do with level, it depends on courage!"

He Bingxia blinked his eyes and asked, "Do you mean we have no courage?"

Qian Long retorted without hesitation: "With courageousness, can you let Uncle Qi be a cleaner from other people's places? You are so excited to say that you are so bright. Who can I show you a big face? If you have a little ability, Lang Lang will not be tired all day long and run around like a third grandson."

"What's the quarrel? Just talk a few more words if you can. You can't talk. In the future, you two will think that they don't know each other. Can you?" I interrupted with a frown: "You really treat me as a kindergarten teacher? You have to take care of food and accommodation. I have to be responsible for mediating conflicts for you one day?"

He Bingxia and Qian Long looked at each other, and neither of them continued to say anything.

I know Qian Long felt sorry for me, or in his eyes, except me, everyone else was outsiders. Similarly, He Bingxia actually held his breath. When encountering such bad things, everyone was in a bad mood, so a little bit, it would naturally explode.

"This matter has to be done step by step. I called a helper. He probably won't be in place at night. Let's go the way we will first." I took a deep breath and said, "There are several nightclubs of not low-end next to that Vanke venue. I think those who can do such business must not be good people. Let's do this next..."
Chapter completed!