He Zaizai was held down for two minutes and then released. Because the bartender explained clearly the cause and effect, He Zaizai had no responsibility.
The police quickly organized the waiters in the Internet cafe and He Zai's friends to help Dabao and another classmate into the car, and then rushed to the nearest hospital.
He Zaizai was stabbed three times in total, but none of them were particularly serious. After entering the hospital, he received stitches and called Xiang Hui and the eldest prince to ask them to come and send money.
After receiving the call, Xiang Hui and the eldest prince came with 50,000 in cash and then entered the surgical clinic.
"What's going on?"
The eldest prince asked anxiously.
"...Stop asking questions now, go and help me see how my two friends are doing."
He Zaizai replied quickly.
Xiang Hui then stayed behind while the eldest prince went to the emergency room on the other side.
Dabao was stabbed eight times, one of which was on the left side of his face, leaving him disfigured.
Another classmate had a severed arm tendon and a severed hamstring. The doctor said that even if it is reconnected, it may affect his walking in the future...
Xiang Hui put one hand in his pocket and asked He Zaizai what happened in the surgical clinic. Then he walked out of the room with a sullen face without saying a word. Finally, through his friends, he started to inquire about this person named Datan.
Ten minutes later, Xiang Hui asked for Datan's cell phone and dialed it directly.
"Who are you?" Datan asked.
"My ocean shines brightly."
"...Oh, Brother Hui, what's wrong?"
Datan was stunned for a moment and asked with a smile.
"Did you chop Zaizai?" Xiang Hui asked directly.
"What Zai Zai,."
Datan asked a little confused.
"You don't know what you did."
"……."
After hearing this, Datan fell silent. He thought for a moment, then slapped his forehead twice, and said with an extremely annoyed expression on his face: "No, Brother Hui, listen to me..."
"Where are you? Come out and tell me."
Xiang Hui interrupted directly.
"...Brother Hui, I..."
"Fuck you, Mom, let me ask you, where are you?" Xiang Hui repeated again.
"I'll explain this to you later, Brother Hui."
Datan blinked and simply hung up the phone.
…
Xiang Hui glanced at his phone, then paid the medical bills, then called the eldest prince, and the two of them left the hospital directly.
Forty minutes later.
There were eight private cars parked in front of the old Bruce, which is now GaGa, the last of which was a Mercedes-Benz C200 worth more than 300,000 yuan.
Xiang Hui stood on the side of the road with the passenger door open, wearing half-sleeves and holding his shoulder while talking on the phone. On the passenger seat were two shiny seven-hole machetes.
"Brother, I'm here."
Xiang Hui said to me while holding the phone.
"……Um."
I responded expressionlessly and hung up the phone. Xiang Hui had already told me about He Zaizi.
At this moment, just after eight o'clock in the evening, at the gate of GaGa, it was the time for the Master to arrive. The security guard quickly noticed that there were eight private cars with double flashes and full of people in them.
"Boss, something seems to be wrong at the door. A group of people came with eight cars and stood at the door. I don't know what to do." The security guard said with the intercom.
"Don't move yet, I'll go down and take a look."
After hearing the letter, the head of the internal security team walked down with six or seven people, holding their shoulders, and then stood at the door and looked towards Xiang Hui.
Xiang Hui raised his head and saw the group of people at GaGa's door, and then suddenly shouted: "Look at your mother. B."
"Fuck,."
The person behind the internal security chief tilted his head and cursed, then opened his mouth to say something back.
"Stop it, don't say anything. Mercedes-Benz C200, car number 789, that's Haiyang Xianghui's car." The internal security chief hugged his shoulders and turned around to yell.
"What are they going to do?"
Another person asked from behind.
"Then who knows, wait a minute." The head of the internal security guard whispered back.
…
After Datan answered Xiang Hui's call, he knew something was wrong and immediately called Xue Yu, because Xue Yu was his eldest brother, but he was not Xue Yu's most important brother.
When Xue Yu received the call, he was with Xiao'er and Yuanyang. After listening to Datan's dictation, he said with a gloomy face: "I'll call you later."
"Okay, I understand, brother." Datan didn't say anything else and hung up the phone.
"What's wrong?" Xiaoer asked.
"The big vat killed one of Xiang Nan's younger brothers."
Xue Yu said expressionlessly.
"Beep bell bell."
At the same time, Xiaoer's cell phone rang, he pressed the answer button, and the security guard said directly: "Brother, Xiang Hui came to our store for some reason, bringing eight cars of people with him, what should I do?"
"...What is he doing?" Xiao'er was stunned and asked with a frown.
"I've been on the phone all the time. It seems like I'm calling for someone."
The internal security guard turned around and said.
"Okay, I understand, don't move yet."
Xiaoer replied calmly and then hung up the phone.
"What's wrong?" Yuanyang asked.
"Xiang Hui went to GaGa and brought a lot of people." Xiao'er quickly replied.
"Fuck him, he's used to it, I'm going to GaGa now!"
After Yuanyang finished listening, he stood up suddenly, took the phone and was about to leave.
"I'll go too." Xue Yu agreed.
"You two, please calm down."
Xiaoer scolded irritably, then took the phone, thought for a moment, stood up, and ran towards the window.
…
"Beep bell bell."
A few minutes later, the landline phone in my office rang. I was flipping through the draft of the mall's newly issued management regulations and looking attentively.
"Hello."
"Mr. Xiang, someone named Xiao'er is calling to see you. Can you please come in?" the secretary asked.
"Um."
"Dudu."
Then the phone rang with a busy signal, and a few seconds later, Xiaoer's voice rang, smiling and asking: "What are you doing, Nannan."
"I'm working." I looked down at the draft and replied calmly.
"Haha, there was some conflict down there. Look, you asked Huihui to block GaGa's door, so what?" Xiao'er said with a smile.
"Ah, if you want to annoy him, just fight him off." I replied casually.
"..." Xiaoer suddenly fell silent after hearing my words.
"Whoever chopped it off, tell him to go to the police station and surrender to me," I replied in a low voice, still staring at the draft.
"Nan Nan, we have known each other for many years. We are not friendly at all, haha." Xiaoer laughed.
"Xiao'er, if we didn't know each other before, Huihui will have to let you redecorate GaGa today." I replied calmly, then paused and continued: "I still have some things to do here. It’s over, let’s be like this for now.”
"Snapped."
After saying that, I hung up the phone, took a sip of water, and continued to chew on the draft.
Xiao'er listened to the busy tone on the phone, her brows furrowed, and she stared at the screen with a pale face.