When Luo Zhendong arrived, the middle-aged man had completely fallen into a coma, with blood pouring out of his mouth and his body twitching slightly.
When Li Mu threw the door panel just now, he used great force to hit this person. The impact was not much worse than that of a car. It is expected that even if his spine was not broken, he should have suffered extremely serious internal injuries.
"Quick, quick, send him to the hospital!"
Seeing this situation, Luo Zhendong hurriedly ordered the driver beside him: "Bring my RV and a stretcher, hurry up! This person can't die in my house!"
There is no rich person who is not afraid of death. Luo Zhendong’s yard is always prepared with stretchers, RVs, first aid kits, and two family doctors, ready to treat sudden illnesses at any time.
Five hundred meters away from Mingquan Lake is Mingquan Hospital, which is the most famous tertiary hospital in Hedong Province. It is a pilot unit of the Central Medical College and has a very high medical level.
After everyone carried the injured middle-aged man to the RV, the driver started the car and drove out in a puff of smoke.
As a police officer, Zhao Hainuo naturally has to follow him personally when something like this happens to keep abreast of the murderer's life condition. This data will be useful when writing reports in the future.
Luo Zhendong even sent the company's secretary to inquire about the situation and have first-hand information at all times.
On the contrary, Li Mu, the attacker, had nothing to do. He walked directly to the restaurant and revived the cook who had been knocked unconscious by the middle-aged man. Then he found the wrapped dumplings and prepared to eat them.
After he walked to the restaurant with the cooked dumplings and sat down, Luo Zhendong hurried over and thanked Li Mu profusely: "Mr. Li, thank you very much this time! If you hadn't taken action, our whole family would have died."
Withstood great danger!"
He had already checked the surveillance video in the hospital, but he didn't find out from the surveillance how the murderer sneaked in.
By the time the murderer appeared under the camera, he had already transformed into a chef wearing a chef's uniform carrying dumplings. If he hadn't kicked the door of Li Mu's room away, the staff in the monitoring room would not have been able to detect the abnormality. p>
After the murderer kicked down the door and rushed into Li Mu's room, no one knew what happened under the surveillance, but they could see the murderer jumping into Li Mu's room like lightning, and the next moment he was electrocuted and somersaulted from the room.
, fell outside the door.
Then a door panel flew out of Li Mu's room and hit the murderer on the back like a cannonball, knocking the murderer to the ground and losing his ability to move.
Even if you are watching a surveillance video, it can still give the viewer an extremely strong sense of impact.
They didn't know how Li Mu threw such a huge door panel, but they knew how much strength it required. Even the world shot put champion could not achieve this level.
Luo Zhendong became more and more aware of Li Mu's power, and at the same time he felt afraid. If he had not immediately hired Li Mu to take charge, the lives of the entire Luo family would have been in danger.
"You take the money and I'll do the work. There's no need to thank you."
Li Mu sat at the dining table, picked up a pair of chopsticks, picked up a dumpling, took a bite, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Sbaby mackerel stuffed with chives!"
He chewed the whole dumpling and swallowed it, narrowed his eyes slightly, and sighed with satisfaction: "It tastes good! Mr. Luo, I don't know about your other cooking skills as a chef, but the dumplings you make really taste good!"
Luo Zhendong breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "If Mr. Li likes it, you can try it in several restaurants under our company. The chefs in these restaurants are pretty good at cooking."
Li Mu smiled and said: "No, we'd better keep dirty money transactions and never engage in anything other than money."
Luo Zhendong said awkwardly: "Yes, yes, I was the one who was abrupt."
He paused, then cautiously approached Li Mu, and whispered: "Mr. Li, what did the murderer say to you just now? Did he tell you the reason why he killed my whole family?"
The scene suddenly became quiet.
Li Mu didn't seem to hear Luo Zhendong's words and didn't answer at all.
Luo Zhendong twisted his body uneasily and wanted to ask again, but when the words came to his lips, he was stunned and did not dare to speak.
Years of experience tell him that it is best to keep quiet at this time, otherwise it will easily cause the other party's displeasure.
In the quiet restaurant, only Li Mu and Luo Zhendong were sitting opposite each other. Except for the occasional noisy sounds from outside, the only sound in the room was the sound of Li Mu eating dumplings.
He put down the vinegar dish and poured in chili oil, soy sauce, sesame oil and other dipping sauces. When eating dumplings, he ate a few white ones first, then a few more ones dipped in vinegar, and then a few more ones dipped in soy sauce.
The ones dipped in chili oil should be eaten with great care.
Li Mu took down the chopsticks like flying and finished a plate of dumplings in an instant. Finally, he picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth. He looked at Luo Zhendong opposite and said to himself: "My father used to compete with others and was accidentally beaten to death.
Even though a life-and-death document was signed before the competition, it was said that it was a competition, and everyone would be determined by their destiny. But my father beat the other person to death, and his family refused to let him go and took my father to the court."
When he said this, he sighed: "In the end, the court ordered us to pay the other party 600,000 yuan. The 600,000 yuan at that time was already valuable. The boards of my grandfather's coffin were put in, and I borrowed money from several relatives.
Friends, we have finally collected the money."
Luo Zhendong said: "After all, someone died, and the reaction of the family members is also human."
Li Mu shook his head and said: "If my father lost that martial arts competition and was accidentally beaten to death, then we would admit it. If his skills were inferior to others and he was beaten to death, then it would be considered a well-deserved death. What dignity would there be?
Make someone pay money? If you want to take revenge, you should practice hard and kill the other party with your own hands. What kind of hero can you be if you alert the government?"
Luo Zhendong: "..."
He is a businessman, and although he has done some illegal and disciplinary things, those were all matters in the business world, and he has never had a human life on his hands, so it is difficult to understand Li Mu's way of thinking.
"Is it difficult to understand?"
Li Mu looked at Luo Zhendong: "Why do you think there are such people in today's society ruled by law?"
Luo Zhendong hurriedly denied: "Mr. Li misunderstood. I just didn't expect that in modern society, martial arts competitions actually involve matters of life and death."
Li Mu smiled and continued: "My family was so poor in those years that we couldn't afford to eat more than a few meals a year. The best thing we ate during the year was the dumplings made during the holidays."
Luo Zhendong suddenly understood: "It turns out that Mr. Li likes dumplings so much, and the source is here."
Li Mu ignored Luo Zhendong and continued: "At that time, my father had no medical skills and was not qualified to practice medicine. He couldn't help much in his own pharmacy, so he decided to go out to work."
Luo Zhendong didn't dare to answer any more, for fear that if he said something bad and annoyed Li Mu again, he just sat across from him and listened quietly.
Just listen to Li Mu continue: "My father's first job was in a factory, with a monthly salary of 1,500, which was just enough for food and drink. If you want to make money, you have to work overtime. If you don't want to work overtime, you have to deduct the money. I
Dad thinks this is wrong. He doesn’t want to work overtime. The most he can do is not pay overtime pay. Why should he deduct the money?"
Luo Zhendong couldn't help but said: "It's possible that the factory owner is worried about affecting the production progress..."
Li Mu smiled and said: "But my father doesn't understand. He thinks it's wrong. He thinks employees have to work overtime voluntarily. The boss can't force people who don't want to work overtime to work overtime."
Luo Zhendong couldn't hold it back and said: "Sometimes it is possible to supervise employees for the sake of production progress..."
Li Mu chuckled and continued: "My father was just a wage earner at that time, and the boss of the factory didn't take him seriously at all. He couldn't even see his boss. When he got angry, he was ready to resign and leave.
When I left, the factory told me that I could leave, but I had to pay three months’ salary.”
Luo Zhendong added: "Twenty or thirty years ago, this kind of thing was very common. The main reason was that I was worried that the employees would run away and it would be inconvenient to recruit skilled workers..."
Li Mu said: "My father was angry at that time. It was the money he earned from his own labor. Why did the factory do this? So he arrested a few small leaders, rushed into the factory director's office, and removed the factory director from the office.
He was dragged out of the house. He was asked to kneel on the ground and count out the bills one by one in front of everyone. He handed them to my father, handed him a piece of money, kowtowed and apologized."
Luo Zhendong's heart dropped when he heard this, and he laughed dryly and said: "Your father's temper seems to be a bit hot."
Li Mu said calmly: "Although my father has a bad temper, he is still a restrained person. He may beat people, but he will not kill people unless necessary."
Luo Zhendong: "If...if it's not necessary?"
Does that mean you will really kill people when necessary?
Sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead.
Only then did I realize that some of the masters of martial arts really don’t take human life seriously.
Just listen to Li Mu continue: "The man who wanted to kill you just now works in your company, and he is considered a wage earner of your Zhendong Pharmaceutical.
He works in your company, and your people not only deduct his wages, but also make him work overtime, and even refuse to grant bereavement leave when his old mother dies. Hehe, and then your son also wants to play with his fiancée.
Playing at home is not enough, and you have to go to the car for excitement. Tell me, if you were him, would you commit suicide?"
Luo Zhendong sweated on his forehead and fell silent.
Li Mu nodded, stood up and walked out the door: "Mr. Luo, do you know that being rich and unkind will lead to retribution!"
He stretched out his index finger like a pistol, pointed his fingertips at Luo Zhendong's eyebrows, and said softly: "Pop!"
Luo Zhendong shouted "Ah" and stood up suddenly, his face instantly turning pale.
Li Mu laughed loudly and went out: "The person who killed you this time used a knife. If you don't restrain yourself, I'm afraid the next time someone kills you, it will turn into a bullet."
