The medical clinic occupies a large area on the east street of Jinchuanfang, which is also the busiest area in Jinchuanfang.
When Su Yumei followed Yang Fugui in, the front hall of the hospital was full of people.
More than 20 teenagers with bruises and swollen faces were in the hospital. The bruisers were busy coming in and out, and the teenagers' screams could be heard from time to time.
The person who treated the wound on Su Yumei's forehead was a young apprentice. Speaking of this group of teenagers, the apprentice said that they were the most troublesome guys on the street. They were idle all day long and were either habitual thieves or looking for trouble.
At present, these more than 20 people and the gang-loving teenagers in the south of the city have just finished their fight. They verbally shouted that they had won, but when they came in, they were all bruised and bloody, and several of them had their skin and flesh bruised.
"Tsk, tsk." Yang Fugui shook his head. He also came from this age and understood that people of this age have a higher heart and feel that the whole world belongs to them.
After clicking his tongue, he noticed that two teenagers suddenly stared at him.
Yang Fugui then sat upright and pretended not to see their eyes.
The fatter guard came down from upstairs, holding his stomach, and walked to the backyard. He stood in the clean toilet, came out from the back door, inquired all the way, and headed towards the medical center.
As I got closer, I saw an acquaintance.
Mr. Cai He's little entourage who had been staying in Shoushi was accompanied by two big men, also looking sneaky.
As soon as the men and horses on both sides met, the fatter guard walked over quickly: "Xiao Liu!"
The little follower turned back: "Hey, aren't you accompanying Mr. Zhi?"
"What are you doing here?" asked the fatter Konoe.
"I found the person who posted the notice and planned to invite him to ask for details!"
"What notice?"
"Oh, you haven't come yet when I talked to my husband," the little attendant didn't want to explain, "It's nothing, I'm busy with my business! What are you doing here?"
"I found a key person!" said the fatter Konoe, not wanting to explain, "Everyone goes his own way!"
The two of them separated, but as the fatter Konoe inquired, they finally discovered that they were going in the same direction.
Su Yumei took care of the wound on her head, a total of twenty coins.
After leaving the medical clinic, Su Yumei said uneasily: "Thank you so much, Brother Yang."
"Nothing, just twenty coins!" Yang Fugui said.
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Fugui looked up and saw the fatter guard opposite who was inquiring.
Yang Fugui was stunned and hurriedly said to Su Yumei: "Quickly leave, let's pretend we don't know each other!"
After saying that, he immediately turned around and left quickly.
Su Yumei is a smart person. Seeing him in this state, she knew what must have happened.
Here, the fatter guard turned around, locked eyes with her, and immediately walked over quickly.
Su Yumei turned around and looked around. The fatter guard quickly avoided her sight, but Su Yumei still sensed that something was wrong.
Blinking her eyes, Su Yumei took a step back.
At this time, the group of teenagers with bruises and swollen faces came out cursing.
Su Yumei was heartbroken and threw the only silver she had on the ground, shouting loudly: "Whose money is lost!"
When the teenagers saw the copper plates rolling on the ground, their eyes lit up and they swarmed away.
The fatter Konoe pushed someone away angrily: "Go away!"
The boy was pushed hard, raised his eyes and glared angrily: "What are you doing!?"
"What's wrong!" The good friend next to the boy immediately stepped forward and shouted.
Seeing Su Yumei turn around and leave, the fatter guard said impatiently: "You guys go away, I'm looking for someone!"
"Even if you are looking for the Emperor, it has nothing to do with us?"
"We are the Emperor!" A young man reached out and poked the fatter Konoe on the shoulder.
"Okay, okay!" The fatter guard was also a wise man. He immediately took out the silver and handed it over, "I'll treat you to a drink and a walk!"
When he rushed to the front, Yang Fugui was nowhere to be seen, and Su Yumei was nowhere to be seen either.
The fatter Konoe took a deep breath, feeling unhappy.
The little follower from behind ran up to him with two big men, and also looked around.
The fatter guard turned around, frowned and said, "Xiao Liu, the person you found must not be wearing brown clothes, dark blue pants, and a pair of thick black leather warm boots, right?"
"Huh?" The little attendant looked at him, "You too?!"
"No, why are you looking for him? What notice did he put up?"
"I can't explain it for a while, so why are you looking for him?"
"He belongs to Ah Li!" shouted the fatter Konoe.
The little attendant's eyes widened: "So, that notice is also related to Ah Li?"
"What exactly is the notice?"
The little attendant frowned and thought for a moment: "I'll go find Mr.
Turn around and leave immediately.
The fatter guard looked around the formation and made sure that he had been exposed and could not find the man and woman, so he turned around and followed the small entourage, intending to return to Zuiyu Tower via the old route.
As soon as they left, Guan Chi and Fan Yu came out of two alleys respectively.
"Yang Fugui ran too fast," Guan Chi whispered calmly, "I didn't catch any fish."
"There's someone else behind," Fan Yu said as he walked, "It's that branch master."
"Is he also targeting Yang Fugui?"
"I'll follow you. Go back and talk to the second lady."
"Well, I'll replace Liang Dechang." Guan Chi said.
After the two of them finished speaking, they split up.
Yang Fugui walked quickly and did not dare to look back. He went wherever there were people, but after walking for an unknown amount of time, he fainted.
When he felt safe, he stopped and asked others, but what was terrible was that Yang Fugui forgot the name of the inn, and he even remembered the three words "Jinchuanfang" incorrectly.
The night was getting darker and darker. Although there was no curfew in Shoushi, the troubled times and the hardship of livelihood meant that the streets were already deserted. Yang Fugui scratched his head anxiously.
But Yang Fugui didn't know that there were two people following him.
Fan Yu has been following behind Zhi Ye's men.
As for Zhi Ye's men, they have been following Yang Fugui.
If the Zhiye's men didn't take action, Fan Yu didn't step forward either.
The battle is patience and the battle is composure. As one of the most outstanding scouts in the Xia family army, Fan Yu is among the best in terms of patience and tracking.
Therefore, watching Yang Fugui inquire all the way, Fan Yu was so anxious that he had no intention of stepping forward to take him back.
Just like that, the two people behind him kept following him.
The Zhiye's men wanted to see where Yang Fugui would eventually go back.
Fan Yu wanted to see what Zhi Ye, his subordinate, wanted to do.
Until, after Yang Fugui was about to return to Jinchuanfang, he met those gangsters again who didn't take anyone seriously.
The young men walked towards me in a carefree manner.
One person recognized Yang Fugui at a glance and told the brothers next to him that this man had looked down on them in the medical clinic.
"What the fuck, him?"
"Yes!" said another person, "that's the Yakuza!"
"I also remembered that he went to Jinchuan Medical Center."
"Then fuck him!"
The group of teenagers on the opposite side were conspiring loudly, fearing that Yang Fugui wouldn't hear them, so of course Yang Fugui turned around and ran away.
