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Chapter Four: Five Poisonous Dark Hands

He asked the driver: "How long will it take to get to the county hospital?"

"Ten minutes, that's about it," the driver said.

Wu Bei was silent for a moment and dialed a phone number. This number belonged to a man named "Li Ke" who had come to the prison to seek treatment from him. He was very grateful for the treatment and told Wu Bei that he

Working in the intelligence department, he has great authority. If Wu Bei wants to find someone or find clues in the future, he can go to him.

The call was connected in a few seconds. He quickly explained the situation and provided the necessary information about Wu Mei.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Ziyi asked with concern: "Brother, what happened?"

Wu Bei shook his head, with a worried look on his face: "It's not clear yet, I hope I'm overthinking it."

In less than ten minutes, Wu Bei received a positioning message. This was Wu Mei's current location, which was located on a road about two hundred meters west of the hospital.

He immediately told the driver the location and called Wu Mei's number again, but still no one answered.

Five minutes later, the car stopped at the entrance of a narrow old alley, and the driver said, "We can't get in."

Wu Bei threw a hundred yuan to the driver and got out of the car quickly. He looked at his phone and ran forward. Tang Ziyi chased after him, panting as he ran.

After running for more than a hundred meters, he suddenly stopped. The location showed that Wu Mei was nearby. On the left was an old gatehouse with two wooden doors with peeling paint.

'Everything, everything!'

He immediately slammed the door hard and yelled: 'Open the door!'

After calling twice, no one answered, he kicked the door open with a "bang" kick. The strong locust wood door bolt was broken by his kick, and the two doors flew several meters away and hit the ground heavily.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw three old-style tile-roofed houses. The yard was very messy, with weeds growing everywhere and piles of old things.

Such a big movement alarmed everyone in the room, and a young man with a bald head rushed out. He was about thirty-four or five years old, with dark skin, a fat body, and a ferocious dragon head tattooed on his arm.

"What are you doing?" He held a kitchen knife in his hand, and with a fierce look in his eyes, he pressed directly towards Wu Bei.

Wu Bei ignored him, opened the dimensional eye, and looked into the room attentively. He saw a girl lying in the room on the left, with her coat half untied. Who was it if it wasn't Wu Mei? There was someone standing next to her.

A man in his twenties was looking out of the window.

"You guys, damn it!"

Wu Bei was angry and had murderous intentions in his heart. He had been saving people for more than a year, but today, he wanted to kill someone!

But having been in prison once, he knew he couldn't just kill someone, so he pointed his finger at lightning speed. The man holding the kitchen knife felt numb in his chest and abdomen, and felt weak all over. The kitchen knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

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Wu Bei jumped into the room, as fast as lightning! Before the young man could react, he tapped his waist twice. His body was also sore and limp, unable to move.

On the bed next to her, Wu Mei was lying unconscious. She must have been drugged. Judging from her clothes, she seemed not to have been bullied. He couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Immediately, he gently tapped Wu Mei's eyebrows, and a trace of true energy penetrated. After two seconds, Wu Mei opened her eyes. When she saw Wu Bei, she said in surprise: "Brother!"

Then she hugged Wu Bei tightly, tears streaming down her face. But she quickly recalled what happened before, and her face turned pale in an instant.

Wu Bei patted her on the back: "Don't be afraid, it's okay, brother is here."

Tang Ziyi walked in at some point and said softly: "Is she okay?"

Wu Bei shook his head: "It's okay, let's go."

Without looking at the two men, he quickly left the alley with Tang Ziyi and Wu Mei, and then took a taxi to the hospital.

Seeing that Wu Bei didn't do anything to them, both of them breathed a sigh of relief. The dark-skinned man snorted coldly: "Fortunately, this kid walked fast, otherwise I would have chopped him into pieces!"

The young man smiled and said: "Brother Dahu, it was really dangerous today. Fortunately, this kid didn't call the police."

Dahu snorted coldly: "That girl is so fair and dewy, what a pity."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a heat in his crotch. When he looked down, he peed without realizing it. What happened?

The same goes for the young men. There was a puddle of yellow water on the ground. Both of them looked frightened. Why did they pee? Are you scared?

Little did they know that in anger, Wu Bei used the "hidden hand" of martial arts, and those few fingers damaged their kidneys, spleen, liver, lungs, and heart.

In the next month, they will gradually develop kidney failure, spleen rupture, pulmonary edema, heart failure, and liver cirrhosis. If treated in time, they will be in extreme pain and will die for another half month.

Their final miserable life will begin and end in pain.

After taking a taxi to the county hospital, Wu Mei's mood was much better. She told what happened. It turned out that she came out of the hospital and planned to go to a snack shop not far away to buy some snacks for her mother. She walked to the alley

Oh, my mouth was suddenly covered by someone from behind, and then I didn’t know who was going on.

If Wu Bei hadn't arrived in time, the consequences would have been disastrous. Every time he thought of this, Wu Bei had the urge to kill.

"Little sister, how is mom? What disease does she have? Has it been found out?" He deliberately distracted Wu Mei's attention.

Wu Mei frowned: "The doctor said it might be gastric cancer. It will take a few days for a gastroscopy, and then some tissue will be taken out for biopsy."

Hearing that it was gastric cancer, Wu Bei was shocked, but he was not deterred. His medical skills were enough to cure gastric cancer!

He comforted Wu Mei: "It hasn't been diagnosed yet, so don't worry too much."

Tang Jingyi suddenly said: "Brother, I know a miracle doctor. Do you want me to ask him to come over and show my aunt?"

Hearing her talk about asking for a miracle doctor, Wu Bei didn't take it seriously. He just nodded and said that he would trouble her if he could use it.

Before the car arrived at the hospital, my mother Zhang Li called, her voice very anxious: "Xiaobei, the village chief and his people are trying to demolish our house. I am rushing home and I will fight to the death to stop them."

Wu Bei frowned: "Demolish the house? Why?"

Zhang Li: "I have been talking about tearing down the old and building a new one before, but the procedures for our house are not complete and the building does not meet the standards. It must be demolished and rebuilt. However, we have to pay 500,000 to the village and the village chief's son will undertake the construction of our house.

There is so much money, and it doesn’t cost more than 500,000 to build a house. They are so bullying."

Wu Bei's home used to be located on the outskirts of the city, but later the city expanded and became a village. When he heard that the village chief's son was going to demolish his house, his eyes immediately gleamed with coldness.

When his father was killed in a crash, the village chief cooperated with Song Shijin's family to put pressure on him. Moreover, this man was corrupt and perverted the law. He had seven brothers who relied on him and ran rampant in the countryside. They were lawless and everyone was afraid of them.

"Mom, don't be afraid, I'll be there soon," Wu Bei said, then hung up the phone and motioned to the driver to drive faster.

The taxi drove into Dongsi Village and stopped in front of Wu Bei's house.

At this time, a group of evil-looking young people were using pickaxes to dig up an old locust tree in front of Wu Bei's house. This locust tree was more than a hundred years old. Wu Bei often enjoyed the shade and played in the village when he was young, and he had a deep affection for it.

In front of the door, Wu Bei's mother, Zhang Li, was helplessly wiping her tears.
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