"You saw the blood-stained clothes on Mr. Tang's body. You don't need me to explain what happened next, right? Take good care of Mr. Tang and don't anger him again after he wakes up."
"Then, what about the person who hurt Tang Jinteng? Is this the case?" Xin Yi asked anxiously, shouldn't it be like this?
Wan Cheng snorted again.
"Forget it? With Mr. Tang's status, such a big thing has happened here. Can we forget it? Will the Tang family forget it?"
Xin Yi turned around and glared at Wan Cheng fiercely, roaring:
"Did I ask you that? You bastard!"
Lu Zeng looked at Guan Cheng and warned him not to cause more trouble. Guan Cheng walked away and ignored him all the way.
Tang Jinteng was indeed ambushed. When he left early in the morning, he originally got into Lu Zeng's car, but unexpectedly stopped midway, and no one was allowed to follow him.
The street is quite clean in the morning, and you can't see the busy traffic during the day.
Therefore, the cars in Tang Jinteng's group were more prominent. Tang Jinteng was followed after he got out of the car. The people who ambushed him were a few street gangsters. They could not be called gangsters, and they were not qualified.
The injuries were of course real. Those people were just seeking money and did not intend to hurt anyone. Hong Kong is still a society governed by the rule of law. These gangsters are talkative, bluffing and fooling people. A two-foot-long knife may have only cut through a watermelon.
I haven't seen any blood.
Half of the reason was caused by Tang Jinteng himself and his lack of cooperation.
Normally in a situation like that, just throwing a few bucks around would do the trick, and those people just want a few bucks to buy cigarettes.
There were seven or eight people, but Tang Jinteng knocked them all down with a pair of fists.
Who is cruel?
The old man did get stabbed a few times, but did he know how many times he cut others with his sword? Tang Jinteng's eyes were bloodshot, and he felt like he had vented his anger.
Those gangsters called the police, and Tang Jinteng was waiting for the police to come.
When Lu Zeng and others rushed over, they were very frightened. Their first reaction was that they were attacked by gangsters, and the Hong Kong police must give an explanation for this matter.
The police had no choice but to look at the gangsters who were obviously more seriously injured. They usually used their power to bully one by one, so the police turned a blind eye and just let it go. But this time, they were in big trouble. I don’t know what happened.
A big shot from the capital?
Lu Zeng's words were thrown out, and if they didn't get a convincing result, they would sue the Hong Kong Police Department together.
The police were too frightened and could not afford to offend this wealthy taxpayer, so they stopped insisting and detained seven or eight people. After these aggressive people left, the police sent the injured people to the hospital.
The crime of intentional homicide is not a small crime.
According to Tang Jinteng's personal opinion, he had to thank these people for letting him vent his anger, otherwise he would have suffered internal injuries if he pressed so hard.
Tang Jinteng could have dismissed the case if he wanted to. But Lu Zeng and others who handled the matter were determined not to give in and deliberately killed people. Do you know how much the people who were ambushed by those gangsters were worth? Do you know that the big boss pays him every month?
What is the tax rate of your Hong Kong government?
In this case of malicious and "premeditated" murder, the sentence should not be lenient.
Ten years is too little, but twenty years is not too much, right?
Well, I think Lu Zeng and the others were also injured because of their dereliction of duty. They were holding back their anger, so they took it out on those people.
Tang Jinteng did it on purpose. His clothes were torn like that. Whose credit is it?
A businessman is a businessman, and everything he does is done with calculation.
It's rare that he has a few holes in his body and mind. Can he make good use of it?
What Xin Yi saw was real and fake. How could she have expected that someone would control him outside the arena? There were also injuries and blood on Tang Jinteng's body from those who passed by. Everything she saw was not fake.
Xin Yi sat on the chair in despair, holding her chin with her hands.
"It's really not me who asked Tang Jinteng to come here. I didn't do that. I knew he was so busy and I wouldn't disturb his work. Lu Zeng, please believe me."
Lu Zeng spread his hands: "Things are already like this. Let's wait until Mr. Tang comes out to talk about it."
"I know you all don't believe me, but I was really wronged. Tang Jinteng didn't tell me when he came to Hong Kong. Something happened to him. You can't blame me." Xin Yi said dullly.
Three grown men, Lu Zeng, Suo He, and Guo Mu, stood on the other side and ignored Xin Yi's thoughts.
They can somewhat understand the girl's mood.
This had nothing to do with her, but it did happen because of her. She didn't know it at all, but she had to shoulder this responsibility. Of course she didn't feel good about it.
After the operation was over, Tang Jinteng was pushed out, and Lu Zeng and others hurried forward.
Xin Yi was squeezed in the back and couldn't squeeze in, so she simply stopped squeezing. She stood behind and looked at the people in front, feeling a little hurt.
It was a long time later that I saw Xin Yi wandering outside the intensive care unit, only standing outside the door and not going in.
Guan Cheng walked out and saw the girl lingering outside with no intention of going in, so he simply pushed her:
"What are you doing standing outside? Mr. Tang refuses to take responsibility for your injury, so he has to go in and admit his mistake, right? He's cowardly like a little bastard!"
In fact, what Guancheng said was like a turtle with a shrunken head. But this person also did it on purpose. He insisted on insulting her, and everyone worshiped her as if they were their ancestors, which made her feel happy.
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There have to be one or two who tell the truth, right?
Therefore, Guancheng was never polite when he spoke. Now Xin Yi was so angry that his heart, liver, spleen, stomach and lungs ached.
"You are the bastard..." Your whole family is bastard!
Xin Yi glared at Wan Cheng and entered the ward directly.
When the people inside saw Xin Yi come in, they walked out one after another.
Xin Yi stood in front of Tang Jinteng, making a face. Tang Jinteng was still in a coma, but probably because of the pain relief, his face didn't look so scary at the moment.
Xin Yi pulled a chair and sat down beside the bed, lying on the edge of the bed and crying softly.
Tang Jinteng did not fall into a deep sleep and woke up soon after. He raised his right hand and gently pressed it against Xin Yi's dark head.
"Don't cry, I'm not dead."
His voice was weak and a little hoarse.
Xin Yi suddenly raised his head and looked at Tang Jinteng with tears on his face.
"You're awake, are you in pain?"
What she remembered was that he was covered in blood, and the moment he grabbed her hand, the blood stained her hand.
"It doesn't hurt."
Tang Jinteng smiled and thought about holding her hand with his big palm. Xin Yi quickly held his palm with both hands.
"You suddenly fell in front of me, which scared me to death. Tang Jinteng, please don't get hurt again, okay? You are a god-like man, you can't get hurt."
His strength has been deeply implanted in her belief that such a person cannot get sick or get hurt.
