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Chapter 9: Revenge

Chapter 9: Revenge

In the evening, Yang Xiaole and Zhuo Dang went to the hospital to accompany Zeng Yin and the other two, serving them like masters, which made Zeng Yin and Chen Yang nod their heads, this injury was worth it.

Yang Xiaole smiled nonchalantly, raised the watch on his wrist and looked at it. At eleven o'clock in the evening, it was time to take action.

"Two gentlemen, please chat first. I will go out and buy some late-night snacks and come back to honor these two elderly people."

In Yang Xiaole's heart, Zeng Yin and Chen Yang were both injured because of him, so it's not an exaggeration to let Zeng Yin, the two birdies, have a good time now.

"Haha... It's better for Third Master to be considerate of us injured people. Third Master, go ahead and come back quickly."

It was a rare opportunity to treat Yang Xiaole like a younger brother, so how could Chen Yang miss it? If he had any advantage, he would take advantage of it.

"Mistress, let me go, you have been tired for a long day."

Zhuo Dang stretched out his hand to hold Yang Xiaole and refused to let him go.

"No, boss, I'd better go. Don't worry, I'll be back soon." Yang Xiaole shook off Zhuo Dang's hand and left quickly.

Zeng Yin and the other three looked at each other, wondering, when did the Third Master become so diligent? Could it be that the Third Master was beaten stupid by Scar and the others?

Yang Xiaole ran downstairs as fast as he could and got into an inconspicuous unlicensed car downstairs.

"The fastest speed."

The young man driving the car nodded, took four red tickets from Yang Xiaole, and the ordinary-looking car rushed out like an arrow, speeding to 160 in an instant.

Ten minutes later, the car arrived at its destination. When Yang Xiaole got out of the car, he was a different person. He was no longer wearing the same clothes as before, but changed into a pure black sportswear, and this black sportswear was obviously processed.

However, after Yang Xiaole put it on, he became much taller. In addition, he wore a peaked cap and a white mask on his head.

Yang Xiaole did not take the elevator, but went up the stairs and ran to the eighth floor in one breath.

Since it was eleven o'clock in the night, the hospital seemed quiet. Yang Xiaole took a alert look at the corridor. When he found no one there, he lowered his head and walked to room 815, and gently opened the door with his gloved hand.

The door was unlocked. Yang Xiaole secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He gently pushed the door open a crack, went in, and gently closed the door. At the same time, an iron rod as big as a thumb appeared in Yang Xiaole's hand.

The ward was quiet. There was a person lying on the bed, and the sound of even breathing could be heard. Yang Xiaole walked gently to the bedside, and found that the person lying on the bed was exactly the target he was looking for tonight.

After confirming the target, Yang Xiaole's eyes under his peaked cap shot out a fierce look. He raised the iron rod in his hand high and hit the sleeping person on the bed hard.

"ah……"

When the iron rod came down, the person on the bed was instantly awakened by the huge pain and let out a scream. However, the scream of the other party did not make Yang Xiaole stop. On the contrary, Yang Xiaole hit harder and moved faster.

"Bang bang bang..."

He smashed it more than ten times at once, put away the iron rod, and dodged. Although the sound insulation of this high-end ward is good, it is not a place to stay for a long time.

He ran downstairs as fast as he could, got into the car, and before he could sit firmly, the car sped away. In the car, Yang Xiaole changed back into the clothes he just had, put the black sportswear into a bag, and threw it into the car.

In a trash can on the roadside.

About six minutes later, the car returned to the hospital where Zeng Yin and the others were. After getting off the car, they walked to a late-night snack stall and asked, "Uncle, is my fried rice noodles ready?"

"Okay." A middle-aged uncle handed Yang Xiaole some fried noodles packed in lunch boxes. Yang Xiaole took it and handed the money to the uncle before leaving. On the way back, he also bought a few bottles of water.

"Masters, I'm back from shopping for midnight snacks." Yang Xiaole opened the door with a smile, raised the fried noodles in his hand and said with a smile.

"Third Master, thank you for your hard work. Why did it take you so long?"

After waiting for nearly half an hour, Chen Yang's stomach was already growling with hunger. When he saw Yang Xiaole coming back, he quickly jumped up on the bed and grabbed a bag from Yang Xiaole's hand.

"There are many people, so I can be considered fast." Yang Xiaole explained, but in his heart he was wondering if he had shown his tricks just now.

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Early the next morning, there was a knock on the door outside, and Yang Xiaole and others were woken up. Zhuo Dang thought it was a nurse doing a ward round.

When Zhuo Dang opened the door, he found that the person who came was not a nurse, but a policeman. There were four policemen standing outside the door. This made him confused. He thought why the police were now doing the rounds instead? Is the hospital undergoing reform?

When Yang Xiaole, who had just been woken up, saw the police outside, a flash of panic flashed in his eyes, and then he regained his composure.

"Guys, we are the police. We now suspect that you have intentionally harmed others and caused them serious injuries. Please come back with us to assist in the investigation." A policeman said.

"What's going on? Hasn't it been settled? We are not guilty. It is Scar and their fault. We are just self-defense."

Zhuo Dang thought that the police came to them about yesterday's fight. They were not wrong about that and had already gone back to record their confessions.

"Last night, Mr. Zhong Shuai was attacked in the hospital, causing him to be seriously injured, and you all have a motive for committing the crime."

"Damn it, comrade police officers, are you okay? Do we have a motive for committing crimes now?"

Zeng Yinlai was furious. His left arm and legs were still wrapped in gauze, but the police actually said that he also had a motive for committing the crime?

Zhuo Dang said: "I think you are mistaken. We were together last night. We can all testify to each other."

"We've been together all this time? What's going on?" A sharp-eyed policeman noticed the lunch box in the trash can and couldn't help but frowning and asked.

"I went out to buy it."

Yang Xiaole said lazily, he didn't expect the police to suspect them so soon, but it's normal to think about it. In fact, everyone knew who sent the scarred man, so Zhong Shuai was attacked the same way

It's perfectly normal.

"Come with us," said the leading policeman.

Although Zeng Yin and Chen Yang were suspected of committing the crime, they did not have the ability to commit the crime. They were still unable to move, so they could basically be excluded. However, Yang Xiaole and Zhuo Dang were taken back.

"What time did you go out to buy midnight snacks last night?" In the interrogation room, the old-fashioned plot began.

"About eleven o'clock."

"How long will you be out for?"

"About half an hour." Yang Xiaole thought for a while and replied.

Both policemen frowned at the same time. They didn't doubt Yang Xiaole's words. Before the interrogation, they had checked the surveillance records in the hospital. As Yang Xiaole said, it only took about half an hour before and after leaving.

In just half an hour, Yang Xiaole didn't have enough time to commit the crime. From the hospital where Zeng Yin and others were to the People's Hospital where Zhong Shuai was, the two hospitals were more than 30 kilometers apart, so half an hour was simply not enough time to go back and forth.

In addition, the murderer who attacked Zhong Shuai was much taller than Yang Xiaole, which was inconsistent with Yang Xiaole's figure.

All the evidence can prove that Yang Xiaole is not the murderer. As for Zhuo Dang, he has not come out since he entered the hospital at eight o'clock last night, and he has also been ruled out.

Two hours later, Yang Xiaole and Zhuo Dang were released. They had no time to commit the crime, and the police station could not detain them.

After walking out of the police station, Yang Xiaole took a long breath, "Boss, do you believe there is retribution in the world?"

Yang Xiaole had already learned from the police that Zhong Shuai was seriously injured. Three of his ribs were broken. With other injuries, he probably wouldn't be able to figure it out within two months.

"Xiaosan, you are not loyal enough."

Zhuo Dang did not follow Yang Xiaole's words, but instead said something incomprehensible.

"Boss, you don't doubt me too, do you?"

Yang Xiaole looked at Zhuo Dang with a bitter look, thinking to himself, what did the boss see?

"Xiaosan, do you think I'm stupid?"

"......Boss, I'm not afraid to tell you that I really want to attack that bastard Zhong Shuai, but it was really not me last night. You are not stupid, and the police are not stupid either. They have already proven that I don't have enough time to commit the crime. It only took half an hour."

No, you think I'm Superman? Sun Wukong? I can flip dozens of miles away with just one somersault?"

Zhuo Dang didn't say anything. What Yang Xiaole said was true. Indeed, Yang Xiaole did not have time to commit the crime in just half an hour. But for some reason, Zhuo Dang always felt that this matter had something to do with Yang Xiaole.

"Hey! Sister Laoban is here."

Not far away, Chen Yuan's hot and delicate body appeared in the sight of Yang Xiaole and Yang Xiaole.

"What's going on?"

Chen Yuan, who arrived in a hurry, asked nervously. Her beautiful body was even more protruding under a light gray professional suit, especially the deep groove on her chest, which was very irritating. She just received Chen Yang

He called and said that Yang Xiaole and his wife had been arrested at the police station, so they hurried over.

Yang Xiaole circled around Chen Yuan with bright eyes, and made a tut-tsk sound in his mouth, "Sister Laoban, can you accept sister-brother love?"

"…………"

Zhuo Dang was instantly petrified. He was so obedient and his mistress was so awesome that he dared to molest the class teacher in public.

Chen Yuan, who was extremely anxious, also did not expect that Yang Xiaole would dare to say such frivolous words. For a moment, her pretty face turned red and she looked so shy.

"Don't be such a talker, tell me what's going on." Chen Yuan glared at Yang Xiaole with her beautiful eyes. She was almost anxious to death. Is Yang Xiaole still in the mood to joke?

Yang Xiaole, who shrugged, made an innocent expression, "It's okay, I was wronged. Fortunately, our beautiful old class sister is here, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

"Zhong Shuai was beaten seriously last night. The police suspected us, but we had no motive for the crime."

Zhuo Dang, who was speechless to Yang Xiaole, began to explain.

Chen Yuan frowned and looked at Yang Xiaole subconsciously, as if to say, boy, did you do it?

Yang Xiao was sweating violently. The injustice in his heart made him think that he was like a bad person in the eyes of others. Khan, Juhan, he is a first-class good citizen, okay?

"Sister Laoban, please don't look at me with that look, okay? I admit, although I am a bit handsome, I'm not handsome enough to make you drool, right? I'm just a 'little handsome' at most."

Zhuo Dan rolled his eyes and was speechless. He secretly raised his middle finger to Yang Xiaole, turned around and left without saying hello. If he stayed any longer, he was really afraid that he would go crazy.

It’s over. From what I see now, there’s no chance for that boy Chen Yang. Alas! May God bless that poor kid, Amen.


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