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Chapter Fifty-Three

After this overhaul, the old Jetta was completely gone. The key was inserted into the keyhole, and the moment the car started, a low roar was heard, and the entire body shook, like a beast about to gallop.

I like it. Lin Kun likes this feeling. He has to drive like a beast. That is in line with his character as a soldier. Xu Guangyuan stood outside with his mouth open and seemed to want to say something else. Lin Kun ignored him.

I just stepped on the accelerator and, damn it, I heard a roar, and the Jetta suddenly jumped out. The strong push on the back showed its strong power, like a beast!

It turns out that the old Jetta's acceleration from 0 to 100 kilometers was at least ten seconds. After Nirvana, it was reduced to at least half. Lin Kun drove the old Jetta directly out of the auto repair shop and drove all the way to the road. He immediately attracted the sideways glances of countless pairs of eyes around him. He was so manic.

The domineering Jetta is definitely the first in China and Hong Kong.

Listening to the distant roar of the Jetta, Xu Guangyuan shook his head helplessly, smiled bitterly, and sighed: "Hey, business is really hard to do these days..."

Lin Kun didn't drive the old Jetta all the way after Nirvana. It was almost enough to try the car. After all, he had to abide by the traffic rules. Although the car violated any regulations, he didn't have to worry about it, but since he took other people's money to become someone else's

As a son-in-law, you should be careful when necessary and not cause trouble all the time. Thinking this in his heart, Lin Kun suddenly felt that his ideological awareness had improved.

After wandering on the road for a while, Lin Kun drove to the farmer's market and planned to visit Zhang Dazhuang. The last time they met again after a long separation, they sat together and chatted all afternoon. He was thinking about going over to invite the couple this time.

Let's go out for lunch and see if there's anything we can do to help them.

Lin Kun knew the conditions of Zhang Dazhuang's family. He had a younger sister and a sick father. When he was a child, he and his mother worked in the fields. Every time he went to the fields, he worked hard for

He asked his mother to do less work. This boy was not only filial but also kind to his sister. Lin Kun clearly remembered that when they were children, they went to the river to catch fish together. When they caught the fish, they would set up a fire on the shore and roast it.

The fish caught from the river are delicious and delicious. Zhang Dazhuang always eats one or two small fish every time and takes the rest home for his sister and parents to eat. Even so, Lin Kun is very happy

I envy Zhang Dazhuang. At least he has his own parents and sister to care about him, while he has been without a father or mother since he was a child.

Scenes from the past came to mind, and before I knew it, I had arrived at the gate of the farmer's market. The security guard responsible for managing parking looked at the new black Jetta in front of me with raised eyebrows. He puffed out a burst of arrogance from his nose and pointed at a person beside him.

He found an empty parking space and said, "Go, park over there!"

In front of the security guard, there is a clean and empty parking space. Although the car is parked in the same parking space, even if it is parked in a buried parking space, it cannot be said that the car is dirty, but the key point is that the car is dirty.

Kun couldn't stand the poor behavior of the security guard, so he stepped on the accelerator and drove the car towards the security guard. The security guard screamed in fear and jumped to the side like a eunuch.

"Ci'ao, why are you driving? You want to kill someone!" the security guard stretched his neck and pointed at Lin Kun and yelled.

Lin Kun opened the car door and got out of the car, walked over with a stern look on his face, pointed at the security guard's nose and cursed coldly: "You idiot, I'll beat you if you keep trying!"

The security guard suddenly trembled and didn't dare to take a breath.

Lin Kun glared at the security guard, turned around and walked towards the farmer's market. It took a long time for the security guard to come back to his senses. He looked like a castrated boar, withering away and losing all his arrogance.

The farmer's market was very large. Lin Kun walked around for a long time before he found Zhang Dazhuang's stall. However, the stall was in a mess. All kinds of flowers were scattered on the ground. There were dirt and broken flowerpot fragments everywhere.

It was a scene of being smashed, and Zhang Dazhuang and his wife were not in the store, and there was a pool of blood on the ground.

Lin Kun's heart suddenly pounded. He walked to the stall next to him and asked the eldest sister who was selling fertilizer: "Sister, what's going on next to this store?"

This eldest sister is in her thirties or forties, with a round figure and a very honest look. When she heard Lin Kun's question, she sighed faintly and said: "Hey... I'm so screwed. It's not easy to do business these days..."

"Is anyone hurt?"

"The eldest brother from that family had such a long cut on his head and was taken away by the 120 ambulance." The eldest sister gestured with her hand as she spoke. The cut was at least a finger long.

"Sister, do you know which hospital's ambulance took the person away?" Lin Kun asked eagerly.

"Who are you?" the eldest sister asked warily.

"I am a big boy."

"Oh, then you should go to the hospital quickly. It's the district hospital nearby, just north of the farmer's market."

"Okay, thank you, eldest sister!" Lin Kun hurriedly said goodbye to the eldest sister, and immediately ran out of the farmer's market, started the car and rushed to the district hospital near the farmer's market.

The farmer's market is located in a district of Beicheng District. In the district hospital, Zhang Dazhuang had just completed a suturing operation. Due to excessive blood loss, his swarthy face looked a little pale. Not only one wound on his body, but also his arms and ribs were injured.

The injury caused a broken bone, and the nurse is currently putting a plaster on him.

He Cuihua was also injured. One of her arms was put in a plaster and was lifted up. There were several bruises on her face and the left cheek was swollen. She stayed by her husband's bedside, held his hand and said, "Da Zhuang"

,How about...why don't we call Kunzi?"

Zhang Dazhuang shook his head and said in a weak tone: "No, you must not tell Kunzi about this. With Kunzi's temper, he will definitely go to Huang Fei's group to settle accounts. Those people are not good people, Kunzi will definitely

Suffer a loss."

He Cuihua sighed and said: "Okay... Da Zhuang, what should we do in the future? We will definitely not be able to work at the flower stall." Her tone was full of helplessness and helplessness.

"Alas, we can only take one step at a time." Zhang Dazhuang held He Cuihua's hand and showed her a comforting smile, "Daughter-in-law, don't worry, there is no end to the road. When I recover from my injury...

…”

Before he could finish speaking, the nurse who was helping him put on the plaster said coldly: "Stop talking, I'm putting on the plaster. If you don't have time to talk, go and pay the medical bills."

"Okay, I'll go right away." He Cuihua said quickly. If life is not going well, people will have no confidence.

Lin Kun parked the car at the gate of the district hospital, got off the car and ran towards the hospital. When he ran into the hospital lobby, he happened to see He Cuihua standing awkwardly by the payment window, holding a small wallet in her hand.

At first glance, he knew that He Cuihua must not have enough money. Lin Kun ran over and greeted He Cuihua: "A strong wife!"

When He Cuihua heard someone calling her, she turned around. When she saw Lin Kun, she felt as if she were seeing a relative. The grievances in her heart surged up, and the tip of her nose became a little sore.

"How is Da Zhuang doing?" Lin Kun asked with concern.

"Nothing's wrong, I'm putting on a plaster..." As she said that, He Cuihua couldn't help but shed tears. She lowered her head, trying not to let Lin Kun see her.

"Cuihua, don't worry, Da Zhuang's matter is my Lin Kun's business. Whoever touches my brother, I can't spare him!" Lin Kun gritted his teeth and took out his bank card from his pocket, "Let's go, get the medicine first."

The fee has been paid.”

He Cuihua nodded, "Thank you, Kunzi."

After paying the medical bills, He Cuihua led Lin Kun to the ward. As soon as he saw Lin Kun, Zhang Dazhuang immediately scolded He Cuihua: "You bitch, didn't I tell you not to tell Kunzi, why did you..."

"Dazhuang." Lin Kun interrupted him and said, "It wasn't Cuihua who told me. I just went to the farmer's market to find you and found out about it. Do you still regard me as your brother? You didn't even tell me such a big thing.

Me!" His tone was full of dissatisfaction.

"Kunzi..."

Zhang Dazhuang sighed and said with some embarrassment: "It's not that I don't want to tell you, we can't afford to offend those people."

At this time, the little nurse who was putting on Zhang Dazhuang's plaster said impatiently: "What's going on with you guys? Can you be quiet? I'm putting on a plaster and the patient is always talking. Can the plaster be put on firmly?"

"Sorry, nurse, let's talk outside." Lin Kun said apologetically to the nurse, and pulled He Cuihua to the outside of the ward, "Cuihua, please tell me clearly what's going on."

Seeing the unquestionable expression on Lin Kun's face, He Cuihua told everything about today...

Huang Mao, who went to their flower stall to collect protection fees, originally agreed to come back to collect protection fees in a week, but it turned out that Huang Mao played mahjong all night with a few other gangsters last night and lost a lot of money. He was not in a good mood.

Okay, he took people to the flower stall early in the morning to make trouble, insisting that Zhang Dazhuang pay protection money. Zhang Dazhuang had money in his hand, but it was to be sent back to his hometown to buy medicine for his father, so he didn't give it to Huang Mao. As a result,

Huang Mao was so angry that he led his men to destroy the flower stall and beat the couple.

After Lin Kun heard this, he clenched his fists toward him, and his eyes were full of murderous intent. He Cuihua, who was standing opposite, was startled, and he quickly said: "Kunzi, let's forget it, Huang Fei and those people don't

You're easy to mess with. He's a well-known bully around here. Da Zhuang and I will just get beaten up. Don't get involved with you again."

He Cuihua sincerely advised Lin Kun. Lin Kun felt warm in his heart when he heard these words. Zhang Dazhuang was a simple and honest man, and He Cuihua was the same. Lin Kun immediately put away the murderous look in his eyes and said with a smile: "Dazhuang, wife, you

Don't worry, I know what's going on, you go back and take care of Da Zhuang first, and I'll go out and do some errands."

"Kunzi..." He Cuihua wanted to stop Lin Kun, but Lin Kun had already turned around and left. He Cuihua's heart could not help but echo what Zhang Dazhuang said when he mentioned Lin Kun - that brother of mine, every time I was beaten, he would

Beat people worse than me...


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