Cai Haiyue was not moved at all, he just looked at this desperate Holt coldly.
Just then, the door of the villa opened.
No. 5 Lu Zhiwen and Zuo Xin came out with indifferent expressions.
The bosses below all looked up, feeling frightened and horrified, as if they were seeing ghosts.
No. 5 Lu Zhiwen glanced at everyone with cold eyes.
The air at the scene seemed to solidify at this moment and became a bit cold.
The big and small bosses couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
One by one, they hurriedly lowered their heads, not daring to look directly into Lu Zhiwen's eyes.
No. 5 Lu Zhiwen finally set his sights on Holt.
"Holt, are you questioning my authenticity?"
For a moment, Holt felt as if he was being targeted by the devil.
"Young Master, no...no, mainly..."
Before he finished speaking, No. 5 Lu Zhiwen drew his gun and fired without hesitation.
"Bump!"
Holt staggered on the spot, blood flowing down his thighs, and his face was filled with fear.
"You Holt, and you, you, and I have only been here for two days, and you have started to stir up trouble and start fighting for territory."
"Are you missing me, Lu Zhiwen, in your eyes?
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The other two people he pointed at were so frightened that their hands and feet became weak.
At this moment, no one doubted the authenticity of No. 5 anymore. He would kill him as soon as he asked without blinking an eye.
This is the real young master, even his voice is exactly the same as the early demon.
With a "plop", the two people knelt down together, like chickens pecking at rice.
"Young Master, we realize our mistake."
"Hmph! Death penalty can be forgiven, but living crime cannot be escaped!"
Hearing what Lu Zhiwen said, the two gritted their teeth, took out the daggers they had on them, and stabbed them hard in the thigh.
Finally, he kowtowed to thank No. 5 Lu Zhiwen for his magnanimity.
"Cai Haiyue, send them to the hospital for treatment."
No. 5 Lu Zhiwen waved his hand.
"yes!"
Cai Haiyue quickly summoned several younger brothers and sent the three people to a nearby hospital.
Zuo Xin on the side nodded secretly.
If he hadn't known it earlier, he might not even be able to tell the truth from the false.
After talking on both sides, Yan Yong hurried back in about an hour.
"Qin Fan, I brought it over, two doses of Chinese medicine."
"Well, let Mayor Jiang take a dose first."
Qin Fan said.
Secretary Wang found an empty cup and poured out the Chinese medicine decoction.
Jiang Maolin couldn't wait to take the first dose.
In less than half an hour, the hot feeling in his body slowly subsided, and he started to shiver.
His upper teeth bumped against his lower teeth, making a trembling sound.
"It's cold...it's too cold...Secretary Wang, turn off the air conditioner quickly and bring me the quilt."
Lin Shan couldn't help but nodded, because this is a normal phenomenon of the decline of Yang Qi, which will be reflected immediately as soon as the medicine is taken off.
It can be seen that Chinese medicine is dialectical in prescribing medicine, and often a small detail is the key link of the entire disease.
"Well, take another dose."
Qin Fan immediately asked Secretary Wang to bring it over.
After taking this dose of Chinese medicine, slowly, the chills stopped and Jiang Maolin no longer complained of coldness.
Half an hour later, he broke out in a slight sweat, and immediately felt relaxed all over his body, his body heat had completely subsided, and even the redness in his eyes had mostly disappeared.
Qin Fan took Jiang Maolin's pulse and nodded.
"Be sure to drink plenty of water today and tomorrow, eat light food, avoid spicy food, and rest for a day or two to recover."
He looked at the time and saw it was almost noon.
Then he said goodbye, "Mayor Jiang, all that's left is for you to get more rest. I'm going to leave first."
Lin Shan also stood up and picked up his small medicine box.
"Mr. Qin, Dr. Lin, thank you so much today."
Jiang Maolin stood up from the sofa and wanted to see them off.
Qin Fan stopped Jiang Maolin with a smile, "Haha, Mayor Jiang, please stay. You need to rest now."
Jiang Maolin nodded.
He ordered: "Comrade Yan Yong, please send Mr. Qin and Dr. Lin off for me. By the way, please treat these two gentlemen to have lunch outside."
"Yes, I understand, Mayor Jiang, don't worry."
Seeing Qin Fan and Lin Shan leaving, Lao Ren said goodbye with a somewhat sad expression.
Jiang Maolin didn't say anything.
He knew that Lao Ren was still active as the deputy director of this office.
Although the Beijing Office is only a small department, it is an important window for the municipal government to the outside world.
In comparison, Yan Yong is obviously better at expanding relationships than Lao Ren.
The most important thing is that Yan Yong relies on Qin Fan, a great doctor and a young man from an aristocratic family.
As long as there is no water in the brain, Yan Yong will not be abandoned.
As for Lao Ren's arrangements, it was naturally not Jiang Maolin's job to discuss it with him.
Yan Yong took Qin Fan and Lin Shan to a nearby small restaurant, ordered a few dishes, and the three of them had a casual lunch.
Lin Shan and Qin Fan exchanged business cards and invited Qin Fan to be a guest.
After dinner, Qin Fan and Yan Yong watched Lin Shan's car leave.
Qin Fan then smiled and said: "Leader Yan, I will leave first."
"Well, thank you. I'll date you another day."
To be honest, Yan Yong knew from Jiang Maolin's attitude that he had done the right thing today.
Qin Fan reached out and patted the other party's arm, smiling slightly.
He stopped a taxi and returned. It wasn't until the taxi was far away that Yan Yong returned to the office.
As soon as I walked into the office building, I saw Secretary Wang.
He was holding porridge and two simple fried vegetable dishes in his hands, which seemed to be prepared for Jiang Maolin.
"Secretary Yan, congratulations first!"
Secretary Wang whispered.
Yan Yong's heart suddenly became lively, "Secretary Wang, where does this joy come from?"
Secretary Wang touched Yan Yong affectionately with his arm.
"This classmate of yours is really interesting. It's time for you to treat him."
Then, he whispered: "It shouldn't be long before the leader wants to talk to you."
Secretary Wang is Jiang Maolin's confidant and knows the big boss's thoughts best.
Everything was said so clearly, there was nothing Yan Yong didn't understand.
He was very excited and resisted the urge to laugh.
"Haha, I haven't even written my horoscope yet. If there's really a happy event, I'll definitely treat you."
"Secretary Wang, since you are not in the capital, just put the account on my head first, and you will make up for it when you get back."
Secretary Wang also laughed.
He knew very clearly in his heart that he was afraid that Yan Yong would be reused because of this, and his future was just around the corner.
In a cabin in Malaysia.
Dong Zirou fell asleep for most of the day and finally woke up in a daze.
She touched her dizzy head and rubbed her temples.
Suddenly she felt like she was sleeping on the bed. She sat up suddenly and looked at her clothes in panic.
Fortunately, everything is intact and nothing has changed.
Then he looked around with wide eyes. This was a small wooden house of less than 30 square meters.
It's not dark outside yet, and looking out the window, this is a completely unfamiliar place.
She quickly walked to the door and pulled hard, only to find that it was locked from the outside.
She pushed the window again, but it was also fixed.
Then, she caught sight of her small bag and quickly rummaged for her phone.
After finding the mobile phone, I called Xin Ruohua as soon as possible. What was strange was that there was no signal here.
Where is this?
Dong Zirou's beautiful eyes showed a look of horror, and the memory returned to her brain instantly.
She was kidnapped in the temple!
She remembered that after feeding the fish in the life-release pond, she and Xin Ruohua went to the temple to burn incense.
Afterwards, the two of them visited and played together.
On the way, Xin Ruohua went to buy water, leaving Dong Zirou resting alone in the corridor.
Suddenly, Dong Zirou heard a woman's voice asking for help not far ahead.
It seemed that the woman had sprained her foot and was sitting on the ground moaning in pain.
She followed the sound but didn't get close to the woman.
I just felt like I was hit from behind, and then I don't remember anything.
While I was thinking about it, there was a sound of footsteps outside.
Then, someone took out the key and unlocked the door.