When he got home, Ling Xiaogang was lying on the ground covered in blood, but he still crawled towards the mobile phone not far away with support. A bright red blood mark was left on the ground. He stared at the mobile phone firmly. Every time he stretched out his hand, he continued to bleed.
, every time I press a place, blood stains the soil, making it scarlet.
Zhou Fuhai jumped out of the car and rushed over. He had already picked up his mobile phone and was about to squat down next to him. Zhou Fuhai's mobile phone rang, and it was Ling Xiaogang's phone number.
"Brother, I'm here." Zhou Fuhai threw away his cell phone and picked up Ling Xiaogang who was on the ground.
"Hurry, Xu Wenrong has been captured by them, hurry up." Ling Xiaogang gasped.
"It's okay, I'll take you to the hospital first."
"No, it's important to Xu Wenrong. You, you go and save her first. If it's too late, it'll be too late. Brother, I can't die." Ling Xiaogang smiled bitterly, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Stop talking nonsense. If you die, who will help me?" Zhou Fuhai picked up Ling Xiao and ran towards the hospital without thinking.
Ling Xiao just fainted on the way to the hospital. Fortunately, he was sent to the hospital in time. Otherwise, he would probably not be saved. This is what the doctor told Zhou Fuhai. After waiting for two hours in the hospital, Ling Xiao just pushed out of the emergency room.
When he came out, he was fine, but he was bleeding excessively and needed to rest for a while.
At the same time, Mengzi rushed back with Xu Wenrong. His condition was not much better than that of Ling Xiao. He was covered in blood. He didn't know if it was his own or something else.
"I have brought you people back." Mengzi breathed a sigh of relief: "Fu Hai, this is not the way to go. That Liu Da will definitely not give up. For him, it is far easier to find a few people than it is for us.
There are too many, and you can't look at Xu Wenrong every day. Even if you look at it, you may not be able to stop him when the time comes."
"I know this." Zhou Fuhai nodded, looking at the neatly dressed Xu Wenrong, he finally felt relieved. "How did you kidnap this person?"
"The brothers before me were all fierce tigers." Mengzi said with a smile: "If they hadn't tried their best to stop me, I'm afraid this matter wouldn't have been handled properly."
"That's good. You all go back first. I'll take care of Ling Xiaogang."
"It's better that you go back, you still have to go to work." Xu Wenrong said with lingering fear: "No matter what, you can't leave your job behind."
"That's fine, I'll come back in the evening." Zhou Fuhai nodded and pulled Mengzi out of the hospital. The two squatted in the corner and talked about a lot of things. Each of them smoked two cigarettes. The atmosphere was very tense. As for what they were talking about.
, I don’t know.
As soon as he arrived at the prison gate, the sentry told Zhou Fuhai that the warden asked him to meet her in the office. Zhou Fuhai shrugged his shoulders and knocked on the warden's office door.
"Sit down." The warden was looking down at a document. After sitting for a while, and when he was about to run out of cigarettes, the warden closed the document, raised his head and looked at Zhou Fuhai, his eyebrows furrowed. "It's time to go to work.
You’re not allowed to go out, don’t you know?”
"I know, but I have something to do at home and I don't have time to ask for leave." Zhou Fuhai looked sincere.
"Is it that urgent?"
"You have to be in a hurry, so you must forgive me this time." Zhou Fuhai was neither arrogant nor humble.
"Okay, I guess you have something wrong, but it will never happen again." The warden stood up, walked to the window, and looked outside: "I am the warden after all, and I want to give a representative to the whole prison. If everyone can
If it's the same as you, I don't think I need to take care of this prison."
"I want to ask you something, do you know Liu Da?" Zhou Fuhai walked over and stood beside her.
"Liu Da?" The warden turned aside and looked at Zhou Fuhai: "Why do you need to ask him?"
"Tell me first if you know me?"
"Of course I know you."
"What are his usual hobbies? Or what does he like to do?" Zhou Fuhai asked again.
"Let's go mountain climbing. Apart from this, he's just living life in poverty. Why do you care about him so much?" The warden was still very curious.
"Nothing, just ask." Zhou Fuhai smiled slightly and turned away.
"You haven't told me why yet?" the warden shouted helplessly.
"You will know later." Zhou Fuhai waved his hand.
After leaving the office, Zhou Fuhai was not in a hurry to return to the office. He wandered in the corridor for a long time, thought about it, and finally went to Nahan's office. There were some things that he might not be able to do or dare to do, but Nahan and her were behind the scenes.
But organizations can, and if they make good use of it, they can clear all obstacles for themselves.