"Send the person to the hospital. It's still too late to send him there. If it's a little later..." the old doctor's voice was trembling as he kept begging them.
"Get out of here!" The tattooed man didn't take it. He cursed and kicked him away.
He turned around and asked the others impatiently: "You haven't gotten through Mr. Kai's call yet?"
The remaining people shook their heads unmotivated.
"No, I can't contact Mr. Kai."
"Me too. Ever since I called him last night, I haven't been able to contact him."
"I've called seven or eight times, but Mr. Kai's phone is turned off."
Some people were more vigilant, looked at the tattooed man, and said very worriedly: "Brother, will something happen to Mr. Kai? Otherwise, why have we lost contact since last night?"
The tattooed man frowned and didn't answer him for a while.
The man continued to purse his lips and motioned for him to look at the unconscious Yuan Yongqin: "Master Kai attaches great importance to this woman, and he even asked us to save her life before... We won't be able to get through to him anymore. I always feel that something might have happened to him."
"What could happen to him?"
The man murmured: "How can you tell for sure?"
The tattooed man interrupted him impatiently: "Okay, he is backed by a hidden family! Who can touch him? Instead of worrying about these, you should worry about this woman's life and death..."
Several people were talking.
Suddenly, the rolling shutter door outside made a noise. Before they could react, the rolling shutter door had been broken open by someone from the outside.
"Someone!"
"Fuck, who?"
Everyone was shocked.
"Just ask this old man." Others went to grab the old doctor who was lying limp on the ground.
There was chaos inside.
Until the rolling shutter door was completely opened, they could clearly see what was happening outside.
There were at least seven or eight cars parked in the narrow alleys of the neighborhood, all of which were filled with men with guns, and dozens of black muzzles pointed at their heads.
The tattooed man even saw a red dot of infrared light falling on his temple not far away, which was the result of a sniper aiming.
If he moves around at this time, he will be shot in the head by a sniper.
The veins on the tattooed man's neck suddenly bulged. He raised his hands and stopped eating instant noodles. He stood up slowly and said to the man who came in first: "Brother, don't act like this. If you have something to say, speak it carefully. If you have something to say,
Let’s talk it over.”
Ji Lin jumped out of the car, walked inside, pressed the Bluetooth headset on his cochlea, and reported to the person on the other end: "Miss Qiao, we found someone."
The tattooed man heard something about Miss Qiao, but he didn't realize the danger yet.
When he saw Ji Lin walking towards him, he quickly said: "Brother, we are from the reclusive family Lei Shao. Do you know Lei Kai?"
As he spoke, he took out a cigarette and handed it to Ji Lin.
Who would have thought that Ji Lin, who seemed so gentle and polite, walked over, glanced at him, raised his leg and kicked him in the stomach, knocking him to the ground and making him unable to get up.
All Lei Kai's people were frightened, and no one dared to speak.
He himself acted as if nothing was wrong, smiled slightly, and continued to say to Qiao Nian: "There is a fly flying near my ear, and I have already slapped it away."
"Have you found Aunt Yuan? How is she?" Qiao Nian was not interested in these things, she only cared about Yuan Yongqin's safety.
"Right now, I'll arrest someone for questioning." Ji Lin was about to ask his men to arrest someone for questioning. From the corner of his eye, he saw the dying woman lying on the bed. He couldn't control his temper and cursed in a low voice: "