Brother Yu and the tattooed man got into a fight.
The two of them were punching and kicking, and the broken tables and chairs fell to the floor. There was a lot of movement, which made my eyelids jump. If this punch had hit me, I would probably have to lie down on the spot.
That man is not an ordinary person. As a bystander, I can tell that he likes to use his legs, knees and elbows.
Brother Yu suddenly exerted his strength, put his hands around the man's waist, and lifted him off the ground with all his strength.
The tattooed man's feet were dangling in the air, and he hit it hard with his elbow several times.
Brother Yu yelled, elbowed the opponent, and threw the tattooed man out of the door with his arms in his arms!
The man rolled around on the snow several times, struggling to get up, but he was still a step too late. Brother Yu rushed out and sat on him, raised his fist, and smashed the man in the face!
One punch and you see blood!
Ordinary people would never get up after being punched, but the tattooed man was different. He opened his mouth and his teeth were full of blood.
He grabbed the back of Brother Yu's neck, raised his head and bang! He hit Brother Yu's head with his head!
Brother Yu fell backward instantly.
When I saw this, I shouted in the distance: "Look! Help!"
The group of people stood not far away outside the snow and watched. The leader, Li Fei, was indifferent to my words and did not ask his men to come up to help.
I hurriedly lowered my head and looked for it, trying to pick up a stone or brick or something. I killed him with one brick.
The tattooed man got up and grabbed Yu Ge's neck and used his elbow as a weapon to smash down. Yu Ge blocked it a few times but was still hit.
They both rolled around in the snow.
Don't give in to each other, punch to the flesh.
There was a lot of blood on the white snow, and it turned a large area red.
I don't know whose blood it is.
I touched a brick and immediately rushed over with the brick in hand. But before I could reach the place, because I ran too fast, I got stuck in the snow and fell.
The brick slid to the front. Brother Yu picked it up and slapped the brick on the tattooed man's head.
The man kicked his legs twice and slowly stopped moving.
Brother Yu got up from the snow, dragged the tattooed man up by his clothes with both hands, hit the tattooed man's crotch five or six times with his knee, and finally kicked him three to four meters away. The tattooed man was already dying. He was bleeding from his ears and eyes and fell into a coma.
Brother Yu walked over, grabbed one of his feet, and dragged him away like a dead pig, leaving a long drag mark on the snow.
"Pah! Pah!"
Li Fei, who had been watching, couldn't help but clapped his hands and praised: "The most powerful general in the world is nothing more than this."
Li Fei's men searched the tattooed man's body and found a wallet.
"Brother Fei, this person is not from here, he is from a foreign country."
"Oh? Where?" Li Fei asked.
"It's from Thailand, Savadika." The younger brother said after confirming.
"What the hell? From Thailand? Why do Thai people come to our Yulin? And they drive cars with Ankang license plates."
Brother Yu took off his clothes and wiped the blood from his face.
I saw a big gash at the corner of his eyebrow. The wound was very deep. It was probably hit by the tattooed man’s elbow. The wound was still bleeding.
Li Feidao: "Brother, my original intention was to let you solve it yourself, but I, Li Fei, appreciate you and would like to remind you that a new official took office in Yulin last month. This person is not from China. Do you know what I mean?"
Brother Yu covered half of his face with his clothes and nodded.
I was afraid that he would be impulsive, so I breathed a sigh of relief when he nodded.
I don't think it's worth it for that woman.
It's not even worth killing someone for her.
After carrying the tattooed man into the car and returning to Normandy, Li Fei found a private room and threw the man in.
"Go and see Doctor Zhao. Don't let anyone die in my room."
"Ah? Brother Fei, what time is it? Dr. Zhao is still asleep, right?"
"You are a pig?"
"You can't wake me up if you're asleep!"
"Yes, I'll go right away."
The tattooed man lay motionless on the floor of the private room. He had a pendant around his neck. Brother Yu squatted down and pulled it out and looked at it. It was a metal plate with the head of a foreign monk printed on it. The head was carved vividly.
It's so lifelike that when I turned it over, I saw a bunch of Thai characters printed on the back.
The tattooed man is not an ordinary person, he is a Muay Thai master.
Not long after, a middle-aged man wearing a down jacket and glasses came. He was Dr. Zhao who was called by Li Fei.
After seeing it, Dr. Zhao frowned and said, "Brother Fei, the situation is not very good. I suggest you send him to the hospital."
Li Fei smoked a cigarette and asked, "Will I die if I don't give it away?"
Dr. Zhao nodded, shook his head, and said, "Even if you don't die, it's still fine."
"Can you save me?"
"No," Dr. Zhao said with a wry smile, "I came in a hurry and didn't bring anything with me."
"How many days can I survive without being sent to the hospital?"
Dr. Zhao gestured with three fingers, then quickly withdrew one finger and said: "Two days, a person can't survive for up to two days. This is still the result of the person's good physical condition. Ordinary people can only last for half a day at most."
"Okay, I understand, thank you for your hard work." Li Fei gave the younger brother a look, and the latter immediately nodded, took out an envelope and handed it over.
Dr. Zhao put the envelope into his arms without even looking at it.
"Brother Nafei, I'm back. If you need to send him to the hospital, you ask the brothers to contact me and I will arrange the relevant procedures."
That night, Brother Yu sat next to the tattooed man all night.
Although the person is not awake, one thing is certain.
Li Qianwen's matter is definitely related to this person.
There was something strange about that house in the old building on Yangjiao Street. I asked someone later what the copper plate was.
People told me that that thing is a magic weapon used by head-dropping masters in South Asia. It is a rather evil method and is called the Xianjiang Pan.
I have never been exposed to that kind of thing, but I know that many celebrities in Hong Kong believe in this, and it is considered a kind of evil magic.
Their insiders told me: "The surrender plate is made of nine precious coppers. The so-called "nine precious coppers" must have the following nine kinds of sacred objects: one gold, two silver, three copper, four mercury, five lead, six
Zinc, seven tin meters, eight nickels, and nine trace amounts of clay (a precious holy object).”
This thing is similar to a Feng Shui master's earthly branch compass, but completely different. There are two uses, one is to perform a surrender ceremony, and the other is to perform a surrender ceremony. Regardless of whether what my friends told me is true or false, have you ever heard of a rumor, "Fighting Incident"? You can find a lot of it online
If you don’t know the information, you can check it out.
My friend is a Buddhist amulet lover. He has many Buddhist amulets at home, such as the Medicine Buddha, Walking Buddha, Luang Phor Gan, Luang Phor Kong, Luang Phor Su, Luang Phor Shu, and some to prevent villains from plotting.
The long-nosed elephant god who hides his face will surely achieve wealth and wealth, the Rahu card increases the popularity of the host, the Hanuman card prevents evil diseases, the Garuda card swallows bad luck, the nine-tailed love fox card brings good luck, etc.
A friend said that the Manifestation Descending Tray is an evil magic weapon used by masters to attack each other. It uses fresh placenta and a kind of mixed blood. The mixed blood is mixed into the mouth and sprayed onto the plate. There are eight grooves on the plate.
Which pattern the blood finally flows to will indicate what kind of head drop the opponent used.
Li Qianwen had her tongue cut off and her scalp torn off.
Why do this.
There are still many things we don't know here. We can only find out when the tattooed man wakes up and ask questions, so we can't let him die.
After my persuasion, Brother Yu agreed.
The next afternoon, we asked Li Fei to help us and drove the tattooed man to Yulin Second Hospital for treatment.
It was on this afternoon that good news came.
Li Qianwen woke up.
But she couldn't speak anymore, she could only make whining sounds when she spoke, and her hands couldn't move freely. She knew that she had become like this, and her whole body was hit hard, and she no longer recognized anyone.
Not to mention Brother Yu, she doesn't even recognize her parents. The doctor said that Li Qianwen was mentally traumatized and difficult to treat.
I stayed with Brother Yu in the hospital for a day, because we had to watch the tattooed man, so we stayed in the nursing room that night.
Later in the night.
I was woken up by a noise outside the corridor.
I don’t know who gave me the clothes.
Li Qianwen took off her hospital gown in the middle of the night. She changed into bright red clothes and red leather shoes.