Chapter 257: Healing Shoulder Injury and Sitting Calmly
"Tell me..." He Donghai said coldly.
"Since this matter has nothing to do with Meng Xueting, no matter how Mr. He deals with Zhihao, Zhihao will never complain. He just begs Mr. He to let Meng Xueting go. The matter between us men has implicated a woman and will make friends on the street laugh if it spreads.
." Zhihao said slowly, neither arrogant nor humble.
"That's okay." He Donghai nodded, his cold face still solemn.
Seeing that Xueting was still holding her hand tightly, Zhihao shouted, not allowing Xueting to refuse, "Get up to the edge!" Xueting was still hesitating, looking at Zhihao's stern eyes, she almost burst out.
Out of anger, with a pair of beautiful eyes, he glanced at Zhihao blankly, then slowly lowered his head and let go of Zhihao's hand.
The surrounding team members naturally made way for Xueting, and Xueting slowly walked to the edge, her heart hanging on Zhihao again.
"Mr. He." Zhihao spoke slowly, "Zhihao has offended Mr. He a lot. If Mr. He has any advice for Zhihao, please tell me."
"Huh...huh..." He Donghai sneered, "If you have any advice or anything to say, let's take it down first!"
Before He Donghai finished speaking, the riot police took a step forward and had already tightly surrounded Zhihao in the center. Their guns were almost pointed at Zhihao.
Zhihao looked at me silently at He Donghai, and then at Xueting who was uneasy next to me, and a sense of heroism slowly rose in his heart. The current situation can only be a fight! If he just sits back and waits for death, then Xueting will be captured without mercy.
Wherever she is, with her own barrier broken, what protection can Xueting have? Listening to He Donghai urging him to take her down again, Zhihao shouted, "Slow--!"
At the same time, a pistol suddenly appeared in Zhihao's hand. The bolt of the gun had been opened when the gun was drawn out, pointing directly at He Donghai!
Monkey and Ding San are very familiar with this pistol. It was the pistol that sold Ding San to Monkey. The monkey attacked Zhihao late at night and was shot down by Zhihao's dart. Now in Zhihao's hands, it is sheathed with a silencer.
The barrel of the weapon was glowing with a dark cold light, pointing directly at He Donghai.
After an instant change, He Donghai's face did not change at all. It was still cold and solemn, and he smiled coldly, "Take that girl down first, and then talk to this kid!"
"Mr. He, don't do it! You must have heard of Zhihao's skills. Believe it or not, as long as I move my finger, before your team members can kill me, the one who falls first may be you, Mr. He!"
Zhihao looked directly at He Donghai, with a cold look in his eyes, and murderous intent on his face, with an awe-inspiring look that we might all die together.
The hall suddenly became quiet, there was no sound at all, it was so quiet that even if a pin dropped on the ground, it would cause a huge roar. Everyone held their breath, for fear that a single heavy breath would break the tranquility here and trigger an explosion.
The explosion brought this place into a situation where it would never be resurrected.
For a time, there were ups and downs, and the hall fell into a deadlock again. It was unclear which party was active and which party was passive. It was also unclear where the protagonists He Donghai and Zhang Zhihao would lead the situation in this situation.
The people sitting around the sofa, including Monkey, Liu Xiaoyuan, Ding San, and the four King Kong who had just fought against Zhihao, all stood up and stared closely at the gun in Zhihao's hand.
I don’t know when the bullet in the gun suddenly shot out.
Will the bullet hit He Donghai accurately?
The dozen or so soldiers with guns and ammunition surrounding Zhihao were also stunned at this time. Although the muzzle of the gun never left Zhihao's vital parts, they did not dare to pull the trigger, tacitly knowing what was going on.
The hall was extremely quiet. The chiming sound of an exquisite quartz wall clock on the wall suddenly became sharp. This only sound seemed to be able to pierce people's eardrums, making people upset and restless.
Time was passing slowly, and the two sides were still in a stalemate. Xueting's face was bloodless, and she looked at Zhihao in shock. The gentle, elegant, slightly heroic man suddenly became taller in her mind, tall and straight, towering.
Enter the clouds.
Suddenly, the silence in the hall was broken by a hearty laughter.
He Donghai looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, with strong confidence and wanton wildness, "Ha...ha...ha...what an old dragon, I really belong to you!"
Zhihao was stunned, the muzzle of the gun was still pointed at He Donghai, and He Donghai was still laughing, "A strong general has no weak soldiers, and the old leader is still the same old leader!"
It's dramatic, it's too dramatic. Just a moment ago, there were dark clouds and a tense situation, but in the blink of an eye, the clouds cleared and the sun was shining brightly. Even Zhihao was as confused and at a loss as to what to do.
He Donghai looked up to the sky and smiled. His originally stern face suddenly gained a bit of a smile and became gentle. In Zhihao's view, it even looked a bit kind, like the way Mr. Long looked at him.
He Donghai waved and smiled slightly, "Let's all go down."
More than a dozen team members with guns and ammunition immediately exited the hall. In the hall, Zhihao stood alone in the center, while others gathered around the sofas. He Donghai sat behind the boss's desk again. Zhihao stared at He Donghai blankly, as if
In the clouds and fog.
"You all should sit down." He Donghai's face was smiling, even a little loving, "Zhihao, please sit down too, you have been standing all morning."
Zhihao was still stunned, but He Donghai smiled again, "Why, why don't you put the gun away and point it at He? It's not polite. I am your elder after all."
Zhihao hurriedly put the gun into his arms, smiled awkwardly at He Donghai, and bent down to bow.
He Donghai smiled slightly and said, "Go sit over there on the sofa."
It was really time to sit for a while. Zhihao felt that his legs were stiff. Xueting had already rushed to Zhihao's side, holding Zhihao's hand tightly, and almost fell into Zhihao's arms. Zhihao found a sofa to sit down, Xue Ting
Ting sat next to Zhihao, still holding Zhihao's hand tightly, and would not let go even a little bit.
The harmonious atmosphere was restored in the hall, and everyone's faces showed a relaxed look. They looked at He Donghai quietly, waiting for instructions from the boss. He Donghai looked around at everyone, and just as he was about to speak, his cell phone rang.
"Oh, old horse, look at my memory... Oh, oh, I know, the old place, yes, the old place..., eat first, then go bowling. Okay, okay, I'll be there right away, waiting.
I, don’t start eating yet…”
He Donghai hung up the phone, and everyone looked at Boss He in surprise.
Isn't it a bit of a joke? The situation just now calmed down, but He Donghai received a call like this. Is it an old friend asking the boss to play? Everyone is still waiting for the boss to lecture? The conflict between Liu Xiaoyuan and Zhang Zhihao, the boss
Haven't you done justice yet?
Zhihao had just sat down, and his stiff legs had not yet recovered. Hearing He Donghai calling, he couldn't help but be startled again. He Donghai's words made Zhihao dumbfounded. Zhihao was looking at He Donghai, but he saw He Donghai hanging
After disconnecting the phone, he hurriedly said, "It's gone, it's gone, I'm still busy?" He walked out and disappeared from the hall in the blink of an eye.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what was going on, but He Donghai turned back and took out a bunch of keys from the boss's desk, "Haha..., car keys." He walked away again, walked to the door, paused, and was confused.
Wu Nao shouted to Zhihao, "Send hello to Tianxiang!" Before he could finish his words, he had already disappeared without a trace.
Everyone looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes. Ding San stood up and said, "Let's all leave. The boss and Boss Ma have gone bowling, so let's leave too."
