Within about an hour, Anzai's brothers called three black doctors who "save death and help the wounded" in Erlonggang. And as soon as they arrived, everyone dropped their communication equipment, limiting their freedom.

The planning area is a chaotic place and a paradise for criminals, especially Erlonggang, which is backed by mountains and vast snow fields. It is difficult to drive cars and people, and guns are flooded. Anyone who is picked up on the ground may have a case. The poor people are hungry and dare to rob the government and the troops. So if there is no big insider in any gang, then even the joint defense forces with certain influence in this place will not be able to slaughter anyone.

So from this point of view, it seems that a fierce man like Wu Tianyin can rest assured to stay here.

But this is not the case. Everything has two sides. Although it is far from the scope of political jurisdiction and is chaotic in public security, it is extremely scarce of materials and scarce talents. Various basic people's livelihood needs are equivalent to not having them...

For example, this situation is very common today. Three black doctors came and gathered together to consult carefully. Finally, they found that Xiao Xun's right calf quilt was cracked, but they did not have the corresponding equipment to treat him.

Three black doctors, holding scalpels, cut open the wound of Xiaoxun's wound, took out the bullet, clamped the disinfection cotton with tweezers, and slammed into the wound. This was considered disinfection.

After stopping the bleeding and bandaging, Dr. Hei turned his head and said to Wu Tianyin: "Brother, his injury is said to be fixed with steel plates, but we don't have equipment... we can only give him some plaster, and the rest depends on maintenance."

"Can people have trouble?" Wu Tianyin asked urgently.

"You can save your life," said the black doctor with glasses on his left, sniffed, "but it's hard to say what your legs can recover."

"You fucking think of more solutions, money is not a problem." An Zai frowned and shouted.

"Brother, let's do our best now." Dr. Hei was helpless: "I tell you that the one hitting his ribs is a stray bullet, otherwise we would have no tricks if we hurt the internal organs."

“…!”

Everyone was speechless.

"Leave some anti-inflammatory drugs, please give him some injections if you have nothing to do." Another black doctor pointed to the medicine box and said.

"Sorry, you can't leave now." An Zai refused directly.

"Brother, are you a little unruly now?" The older Doctor Hei replied with some dissatisfaction: "I have seen all the people who grab the military guns, and he didn't say he would lock me up."

Wu Tianyin was silent for a while, turned his head and winked at An Zai.

The latter pulled out 20,000 yuan of cash from Wu Tianyin's bag and threw it directly on the table and said, "The drug cost is calculated, each person has five hundred yuan a day. We'll finish it, you can leave."

After the three of them were stunned, the old Dr. Hei immediately came forward and collected the money, nodded repeatedly and said, "If you don't leave, whoever you leave is your son."

...

After Xiao Xun's injuries were temporarily controlled, Wu Tianyin called Anzai to go out alone.

"What should I do, brother?"

"The matter is not over yet. Xiao Xun is so seriously injured. You can't stay with us." Wu Tianyin lit a cigarette, turned his head to look at An Zai and said, "Let's find a brother and send him to a safe place overnight. When we settle the matter, we will meet him."

"Okay." An Zai turned around and was about to enter the house.

"Wait a minute!" Wu Tianyin shouted: "There are two people with meat tickets and three doctors, there are a lot of them, so I will definitely look forward to it tonight."

An Zai was stunned and said, "Don't worry, I'll watch it myself."

More than twenty minutes later, An Zai asked someone to drive Xiao Xun and the medicine to leave. Wu Tianyin and other companions carried the brother who was shot and walked into the dead woods on the mountain.

The ice is not cold for a day, and the temperature on the mountain is extremely low, and it is continuously covered with snow. So Wu Tianyin and others dug for a long time before they dug out a pit that can bury people.

After Wu Tianyin personally moved his brother's body in, he inserted three cigarettes on his head.

In the forest, everyone was in a low mood and stood by the pit, speechless for a long time.

"Buried it." Wu Tianyin climbed out of the pit and greeted him.

On the left, a strong man was silent for a long time and suddenly asked: "Brother Yin, there is an old man in Dahui's family. Can the meat tickets we have really exchanged for money?"

Wu Tianyin was stunned for a moment and replied in a plain tone: "You can find a way to get a card number in Dahui's family. I will ask An Zai to send 50,000 yuan to his family tomorrow."

The strong man was stunned when he heard this. Obviously, he didn't expect Wu Tianyin to be so generous. Because everyone did the work together, although he was the leader, he had no responsibility to bear the consequences of anyone, and he didn't force anyone with a knife, so he had to do this with him.

"An Zai is not here, I'll say a few words to you." Wu Tianyin lowered his head and wiped the blood on his hands, and said calmly: "It's fate that everyone can make up a piece of it, and there's nothing we can do. So, there's no way out to force anyone in the middle. If someone has a good way out one day and says he wants to leave, I will never stop him. When you encounter a hurdle, life is sad, and you still want to come out to make trouble, then you can still find me and it's still good."

When everyone heard this, their worries gradually disappeared. At the same time, they felt that Wu Tianyin was different from the previous brother Fa and many older brothers on Erlonggang. He seemed not so fond of money, nor did he form small groups or small circles, and he usually treats everyone the same.

"Okay, that's it." Wu Tianyin wiped the blood from his hands, looked up and said, "Buried it, and have some food together later."

"Why."

"Haole, Brother Yin."

Everyone nodded.

...

After Wu Tianyin returned to the brick and tile house alone, An Zai immediately came over and showed a phone number: "The message on this phone number."

"Whose phone number?" Wu Tianyin asked with a frown.

"It's just that female Russian."

"Didn't you turn off the phone and deduct the card?" Wu Tianyin stood up.

"...Don't worry, I'm not a fool." An Zai replied softly: "Before leaving Songjiang, I searched for two meat tickets. The card and phone were always separated. The superintendent could not lock us at the seat."

"The phone is not stuck now?" Wu Tianyin felt relieved and took the phone and asked.

"Well, I turned on the computer and received the text message, and then snapped it." An Zai nodded.

Wu Tianyin looked down at the text message and saw that it read: "You can get the conditions."

"It should not be the police, but the investment banker." An Zai reminded him.

After a while of silence, Wu Tianyin immediately turned off his phone and said, "Change clothes, let's go out."

"good."

...

More than an hour later, in the heavy snow more than ten kilometers away.

Wu Tianyin stood outside the car, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and called back the number that sent the message.

After more than ten seconds, the phone was connected: "Hey?!"

"People are in my hands." Wu Tianyin looked into the distance and said softly.

"…!" After a quiet moment on the phone for a while, the third young master's voice sounded: "You talk about the conditions."

"Haha, what other conditions can you have? Just ask for money." Wu Tianyin smiled.

"How many?"

"Don't be too much, you have to invest money in Songjiang." Wu Tianyin thought the third son was from the investment bank, so he said in a sarcastic tone: "The ransom is 10 million, and all of them are required."

When the third young master heard this, he was stunned.

"You can raise money and wait for my phone call."

"What the hell are you talking nonsense?" The third young master was so angry that he cursed.

"Do you think it's a bit too much?" Wu Tianyin scratched his nose: "Then less, I want you to have a good fortune, and I want you 8.88 million."

The third young master's head was buzzing and speechless for a moment.
Chapter completed!