Before the twenty gangsters armed with murderous weapons entered the gate, Liu Ziguang had already greeted them and asked proactively: "Are you called here by Qiangzi?"
"Who are you?" A young man in his twenties asked, pointing a watermelon knife at Liu Ziguang.
Liu Ziguang held up Ma Liu's car key and said: "Qiangzi came to the hospital to cause trouble. I impounded the car. I can only pick up the car after paying for it. Did you send money here?"
The gangsters were furious, and one of them shouted: "Fuck him!" Then all kinds of weapons were fired at him. According to common sense, the person who was beaten should run away, but Liu Ziguang remained motionless and allowed the iron pipes and chains to hit him.
"That handsome guy is going to fight back soon." The little emergency nurse said confidently, but half a day later, Liu Ziguang was still being beaten, and he had been beaten to the ground. Those gangsters had some sense of control, and they just slashed with watermelon knives.
, it will never be stabbed to the torso, so no one will die.
"Stop it!" the little nurse shouted anxiously, but the gangsters had no intention of stopping. The hospital security guards watched from a distance and did not dare to move. Everyone looked at all this indifferently, except for the kind-hearted gangsters.
The nurse was so anxious that she almost cried.
Liu Ziguang was lying on the ground enjoying the massage, cursing in his mind: Why haven't those police come yet?
At the same time, in the alley across the street, a Santana with police livery was parked quietly. Police officers Lao Wang and Xiao Hu from the police station were paying attention to the fight in the hospital parking lot. Since they called the police twice within half an hour,
, so the 110 command center suspected that it was a false alarm, so it only notified the police station to dispatch the police, but did not send a riot squad or the like.
"Wait a little longer, and that Liu Heguang will take action." Lao Wang said confidently, "As soon as he starts beating someone, we will go out and arrest them all, and take them to the police station for questioning."
Policewoman Xiao Hu was very anxious. The fight had lasted for five minutes, but the man was still holding on. Could it be that Lao Wang’s judgment was wrong? If he didn’t show up again, someone would probably die. Thinking of this, Xiao Hu
He resolutely sounded the alarm and drove the police car over. Before he could dissuade him, Lao Wang could only sigh softly: This child is still too young.
Seeing the police car coming, the gangsters dropped their weapons and ran away. The middle-aged man who was in command in the Jinbei car also threw away his cigarette butt and shouted: "Let's go!"
In the end, the police still didn't catch anyone. In the huge parking lot, only Liu Ziguang was lying on the ground with bruises all over his body. A group of young nurses surrounded him and carried him on a stretcher. Policewoman Xiao Hu came over and said
: "Wait a minute, I want to ask the victim a few questions."
The young nurses glared angrily: "You come so late, people are almost beaten to death, why do you ask questions? Let's wait until the danger period is over."
Xiao Hu was speechless and watched helplessly as the person was being carried away. Lao Wang came over and patted her on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, we've filmed everything. If you want to arrest someone, just adjust the hospital's surveillance video."
Xiao Hu suddenly realized: I know why he didn't fight back.
In the emergency room, the nurses unbuttoned Liu Ziguang's clothes, revealing his solid muscles. After being beaten for five minutes by the gangsters, they only left some skin injuries, which surprised the nurses who were used to bloody scenes.
Liu Ziguang suddenly sat up and said, "Have the police left?"
The nurses were even more surprised: "Aren't you in a coma?"
"It's okay, it's okay. This little injury is nothing. Thank you." Liu Ziguang showed a charming smile, got off the emergency bed, and said to the nurses: "Don't tell my family about the fight, I don't want them to worry."
The nurses nodded, Liu Ziguang tidied up his clothes, said goodbye to them, then left the emergency room, came to the parking lot, took out the key, opened the car door, got into the M6, rummaged through it first, and checked from the passenger door
He found the driver's license in the suitcase and looked at the name on it: Sun Wei. He couldn't help but sneered: "Viagra, you are going to be in trouble."
Even though Liu Ziguang doesn't have a driver's license, he has quite a lot of driving experience. He used to play drag racing games with Zhu Youxiao. In terms of skills, he was even more advanced than an F1 racing driver. After tinkering for a while, he figured out the horse.
Six's posture, starting the engine, reverse gear, pressing the accelerator to the bottom, the whole car reversed like lightning, and drove straight out of the hospital gate backwards. With a swing of the tail, the front of the car was righted. The whole process was smooth and smooth. It was done in one go. I was so surprised.
The security guard who came to direct the car to reverse had his mouth wide open, and he didn't close it for a long time.
Liu Ziguang stepped on the accelerator and drove forward, but suddenly he stepped down again. Ma Liu made a strange cry and stopped next to the bus stop. Liu Ziguang pressed the glass and asked: "Go home?"
Waiting for the bus on the platform was a young nurse from the emergency room. She was the one who called the police earlier. The girl had a beautiful figure and looked even more charming and graceful when she changed into casual clothes. When she heard someone chatting with her in the car, she thought it was some prostitute, so she suddenly
He turned his head and ignored me, then suddenly turned around and said in surprise: "It's you."
"Don't wait, I'll take you home." Liu Ziguang said.
The little nurse hesitated for a moment, then opened the car door and got into the passenger seat, pressed the leather seat and said, "This is that little gangster's car, right?"
Liu Ziguang said: "Who cares? If I drive, it's mine. Where do you live?"
The little nurse reported the name of a community. Fortunately, Liu Ziguang knew this place, so he smiled and said: "Sit tight." Then he stepped on the accelerator, and the horse flew out like a flying car, cutting directly from the bicycle lane into the fast lane, shocking the people behind.
The car quickly hit the brakes.
This journey was extremely thrilling. The little head nurse had never been in such a fast car at her age. If she hadn't been wearing a seat belt, she would have flown out long ago. Liu Ziguang basically violated all the illegal items along the way.
The camera took pictures of him hundreds of times. Anyway, the license plate was not his, so he just had fun. In less than 20 minutes, he completed the one-hour journey and arrived at the little nurse's house.
Before getting off the bus, the little nurse said hesitantly: "Well... would you like to come up and have a cup of tea?"
Liu Ziguang blinked and agreed happily: "Okay."
The little nurse's house was a large house with three bedrooms and one living room. It was well decorated. The little nurse was holding slippers and just wanted him to change them. Liu Ziguang had already walked in casually. The little nurse pouted and had to give up.
Liu Ziguang was sitting on the sofa, while the nurse was making tea and asked: "By the way, I still don't know your name?"
"My name is Liu Ziguang."
"My name is Yue Lin. I just started working last year. By the way, what do you do?"
"I just got home and I don't have a job for the time being."
Yue Lin brought the tea cup over. Liu Ziguang smiled and took a sip, frowning slightly.
"What? Doesn't it taste good?"
"Nothing, it's pretty good." Liu Ziguang usually drinks the best tribute tea. Although the Yue Lin family's tea is good, it is far behind other people's tastes. Of course, Liu Ziguang will not say this.
"By the way, my suit is torn, can you help me mend it?" Liu Ziguang took off the gray polyester double-breasted suit jacket that cost 30 yuan a set and shook it. It was full of rips and holes.
It was all done by those gangsters.
"No problem, our emergency nurses have the best skills." Yue Lin was very happy to do something for Liu Ziguang. He took out the dress and started to mend it. This dress was from stock in the 1990s, and the fabric was already ruined.
He was not qualified to be a rag in ordinary people's homes, but Liu Ziguang regarded him as a treasure, which made Yue Lin a little puzzled. This man was so strange. He wore such low-grade clothes, but his temperament was surprisingly good. When he was arrogant, even
The Li Yunlong on TV can't compare to him. When he is quiet, even the doctor of medicine who studied in the United States in our hospital is not as elegant as him. In short, this person is really weird.
Yue Lin raised his head and saw Liu Ziguang looking out the window at the community playground. Following his gaze, he saw three or four children playing under the leadership of their mother. Looking at Liu Ziguang again, his eyes were so melancholy and full of affection.
, a pair of eyes so deep, as if there is an infinite universe.
Yue Lin was stunned. At this moment, she concluded that this man must have an unusual story.
There were too many holes in the clothes, and it took a long time to mend them. Yue Lin did not give the clothes to Liu Ziguang, but walked into the room and took out a Youngor suit jacket from his father and said: "Your clothes are dirty, I will wash them for you."
Wash, you can wear my dad's clothes first."
But Liu Ziguang shook his head and said: "Thank you, no need, it doesn't matter if it's dirty." Yue Lin was quite embarrassed, but it was hard to say anything.
The big clock on the wall rang. Liu Ziguang looked up and said, "Ah, it's twelve o'clock. Let me treat you to dinner."
Yue Lin said happily: "Okay, okay."
The two went downstairs. Yue Lin said she wanted to go to the ramen restaurant at the entrance of the community because she knew that Liu Ziguang's financial situation was very difficult. This could be seen from the identity of his parents and Liu Ziguang's clothes, but Liu Ziguang insisted on driving there.
Yue Lin couldn't get him to go to a better restaurant, so he had to guide him to drive to a decent restaurant.
In the parking lot of the restaurant, the security guard saw the car approaching and hurriedly stepped forward to help open the door. Liu Ziguang flicked out a hundred-dollar bill. The security guard looked at his outfit and then at the bill. He opened his mouth in surprise. Liu Ziguang stuffed the money
After entering the security guard's collar, he led Yue Lin, who looked surprised, into the lobby.
Yue Linxin said that this man was so weird. He didn't have many big men in his waist, but he was so bold in taking action. He even tipped 100 yuan for opening a car door. I bet he was from abroad. What surprised her was still behind, Liu Ziguang said.
I asked for a private room, a private room with a sky-high number. I was patiently persuaded by the waitress to order a double booth. When the menu was brought, he didn't let Yue Lin order. He ordered ten dishes, and they all had double portions.
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Liu Ziguang ordered relatively expensive signature dishes, and took into account all kinds of tastes. He was a master of ordering. After a while, eight dishes were put on the table. Liu Ziguang said hello and started eating. Although his eating appearance was elegant, his speed was really amazing.
It was like a storm, and the dishes were all gone. The waiters were whispering: "This guy hasn't had a meal in eight lifetimes." Some people even suspected that he came to eat Bawang meal, but he came by car, and there were **
Accompanying me, apart from my shaky appearance, I don’t look like someone from a Overlord Dinner.
During the meal, Yue Lin wanted to say something, but he couldn't find the chance. When he got angry, he started eating too. The two of them ate in silence, and soon they finished eating. The hotel also packed another set of dishes that Liu Ziguang ordered.
When the bill was settled, it was exactly 1,800 yuan.
Yue Lin opened his mouth in shock. One thousand and eighty yuan was more than half a month's salary. This man dressed like a migrant worker was so generous. Liu Ziguang took out one thousand nine hundred yuan to pay the bill and said: "The rest is
It's a tip." He held the packed vegetables in his hand and explained, "This is for my parents."
Yue Lin suddenly felt secretly happy. This man was definitely a kind-hearted person. He only had the money he had and spent it all on his relatives. He had two sets of dishes, one for me and one for his parents. This doesn't mean...
Before the little girl finished her nymphomaniac dream, she was awakened by Liu Ziguang: "Let's go, I'll take you home."
At the gate of the community, Yue Lin got out of the car and couldn't bear to look at Liu Ziguang. He wanted to invite him upstairs to sit down again, but he had to go to deliver food, so he had to bite his lips and say nothing. Liu Ziguang didn't even get out of the car, he just said
Saying goodbye, I stepped on the gas and reversed, backed out of the community at a speed of 60 kilometers per hour, drifted, and drove towards the hospital.
When they arrived at the hospital, the two elders had not eaten yet and were waiting for Liu Ziguang to eat together. Liu Ziguang opened the food and the family had their first reunion dinner in the hospital.
After eating, Liu Ziguang drove out again, this time to find the owner of Ma Liu. According to the address on the driving license, he quickly found the door of a bar. There were two Jinbei cars parked in front of it. It was the same one who went to the hospital to cause trouble in the morning.
Two cars.
Liu Ziguang parked the car, went straight to the door of the bar, pushed the door open, and went in. The light inside was very dark, and it was not officially opened in the afternoon. A group of guys with dyed hair, tattoos of dragons, and tigers were sitting inside, smoking and chatting.
The door opened, and a man dressed as a migrant worker strode in and said, "I'm looking for Sun Wei."
"Did you shout the name Viagra?" a yellow-haired young man closest to him stood up and shouted, pointing at Liu Ziguang with the beer bottle in his hand.
There was a "pop" sound, and the beer bottle fell into Liu Ziguang's hands at some point. He opened the ladle on Huang Mao's head. Huang Mao lay down without saying a word. Liu Ziguang continued: "I'm looking for Sun Wei."
The gangster's expression changed, and he slowly gathered around. Suddenly a voice came: "Let him in."
The gangsters stopped moving. Liu Ziguang snorted coldly, walked straight to the manager's office, pushed the door open, and sat down grandly in front of Sun Wei.
Sun Wei was the guy who directed the beating in the Jinbei car that morning. He was in his thirties and looked like a man from the world. He held a cigarette in his hand and glared at Liu Ziguang, trying to intimidate him with his eyes.
Liu Ziguang turned a blind eye, slapped Ma Liu's key on the table and said, "You sent someone to beat me up this morning. Now I give you two choices. One is to let me beat you up, and the other is to pay for it."
Sun Wei smiled: "Since I was thirteen years old, no one has dared to speak to me like this, and you are the first one."
Liu Ziguang slapped him across the face: "A little bastard like you is not even a feather in front of me, yet you dare to show off!"
This slap was not very heavy, but it knocked down Sun Wei's arrogance. He suppressed his anger and said: "Okay, I accept compensation." He took out five stacks of money from the drawer, which should be fifty thousand yuan.
Liu Ziguang took the money over and stuffed it into his suit pocket. He picked up the car keys and said, "I'll take this money first. If I don't have enough money, I'll ask you for it later."
Sun Weidao: "That car?"
"What kind of car? You want to take the car back for 50,000 yuan? That's a Ma Liu! My brother will drive it first. I'll give it back to you after I've had enough fun." Liu Ziguang walked away in a hurry. Sun Wei's face turned red and he held it back.
Lived.
After the harsh roar of cars at the door, a group of subordinates rushed into the manager's office. "Wei Wei, why didn't you kill him?" "Wei Wei, isn't he just a migrant worker? What are you afraid of?"
"You guys know nothing! This man has some background, and the look in his eyes shows that there is definitely a murder case on his hands, and there are more than one. This kind of dragon crossing the river is not something we can afford to offend. Qiangzi and the four of them are lying in the hospital now.
, that’s how he beat him. If this person has the guts to break into our bar alone, he must have something in his waist. It’s either Daheixing or Hualongzao. Our group of people may not be his opponent. This kind of person is the master who really dares to shoot.
Son."
After hearing this, everyone started to get scared. The kind of gangsters who run entertainment venues and the kind of thieves who kill people and sell goods are two different things. Thinking about how they were almost headshot by the big black star just now, everyone felt that their throats and eyes were dry and the back of their necks were dry.
The child is cold and swishing.
(The urban book is good, with many subjects, and you can pick it up at will. However, it seems inappropriate to place it after the Iron Age. It should be published as a new book. And the current energy is not enough to support two books at the same time, so I have to postpone the urban book and slowly
Save the manuscript and publish it after the end of the Wulin Empire.)