Chapter 941 Walk a thousand miles alone, just for you!
Five days later, late at night, Jiangbei Private Hospital.
In Nanmanzi's ward, the lights were dimly lit, and Xiang Hui was lying on the bed reading a novel. Suddenly, there was a splashing sound, and the quilt covering Nanmanzi suddenly became damp.
"Peeed again,."
Xiang Huimaru put down the book, stood up in his slippers, took a dry hand towel, moistened it with warm water, then lifted the quilt and began to wipe Nanmanzi's yellow urine stains.
Outside the ward, a figure pushed the door open and walked in.
"Uh-huh."
Xiang Hui turned around suddenly and was stunned.
This middle-aged man was wearing a velvet hat, a very loose down jacket and Adidas sports pants. He had his hands tightly in his pockets and military boots on his feet. When he came in, there were still snowflakes hanging on his body.
"Xiang Hui." The middle-aged man stood still and asked softly.
"Brother Ming."
Xiang Hui has never been to Myanmar, and Guangming has never come back, so the two of them have never met. However, Xiang Hui recognized Brother Ming from his photo at my house.
"He pooped and let loose, so you don't mind burying him."
Guangming lowered his head, lit a cigarette, and asked casually.
"Brother Nan said that he is my hero to the Xiang family. Without him, there would be no us."
Xiang Hui said nervously when he saw the legendary light.
"Um."
Guangming nodded, patted Xiang Hui on the shoulder, and said slowly: "Nan Nan, I want you to stay here. Taking care of Manzi is one thing, but there is another aspect."
"Brother Nan, let me wait for you. He said he would keep you when he saw you come back." Xiang Hui said.
"When the matter is done, I will tell him myself."
Guangming replied with concise and clear but unquestionable words, and then walked to Nanmanzi's bed in front of Xiang Hui.
Two old brothers, one had his eyes closed, and the other had a face filled with vicissitudes of life.
"Zizzi."
Guangming lowered his head and wrapped it around the cigarette holder. The red light on the end of the cigarette flashed and burned with a slight sound.
"Manzi, as a group of us, we deserve whatever outcome we have. Now that we feel at ease, it's good. It's really good."
Guangming's voice is calm and his words are concise.
"Brother Ming, it's not necessarily true, he won't wake up," Xiang Hui persuaded him hard. He was not only a little afraid of Guangming, but also respected him.
"You know what's the most popular in Myanmar?" Guangming raised his head slightly and looked at Xiang Hui and asked.
"Not sure."
"Buddha statues are the most numerous. You can see them wherever you go. When Manzi and I were in Myanmar, we spent more money on going to temples in a year than we use on ourselves. People, it's not difficult to seek wealth and peace. Just work hard. But ask your heart. No shame, this is very difficult, because many of the things you have done, you will never have the chance to do it again, so it is good for him to have peace of mind."
Guangming still said concisely.
Xiang Hui looked at him and asked again: "Brother, the situation here is quite complicated. The ones you want to move are surrounded by people. If you miss them, you won't be able to leave."
"Haha, if you want to keep me, then they will have to call in the armed police special police."
Guangming said nonchalantly, then without looking back, he patted Xiang Hui on the shoulder and said, "Take good care of Manzi for me, and tell Nannan that he has what he should do, and I have what I should do. "
Xiang Hui was speechless, knowing that he could not persuade Guangming today.
Ten minutes later, Guangming walked out of the hospital. The next day, the building's surveillance video failed for a period of time.
…
The next day, at around five o'clock in the afternoon, the streets were busy with traffic.
After Zhan Tianyou ran away, Brother Hong stayed in the city and was responsible for contacting Shen Dianlong and others. In the evening, he went to the hospital where he had been treated before to change his dressing.
After finishing it, Brother Hong held the bill in his hand, opened the door, and sat in the driver's seat.
"Snapped."
Just when he was about to put down the handbrake, Brother Hong felt a stiffness in the back of his head.
"My name is Guangming, and I am Nanmanzi's brother. I only have three things to do when I come back. You are the first one, are you clear?"
Guangming, who was sitting in the back seat, put one hand in his pocket, holding a brand-new pistol in his hand, and spoke slowly.
"How did you get up here?" Brother Hong asked, his body stiff and motionless.
"You have no right to ask questions in front of me, let alone any human rights. Are you clear?"
Guangming said expressionlessly.
"...!" Brother Hong was speechless.
"Drive to Qiankun Garden next to Er Cremation, pick up your mobile phone, call the railway booking number, and use your identity information to book a train ticket to Yunnan."
The bright voice sounded immediately.
"...Brother, that brother of yours was not done by me, but by Li Shuishui."
Brother Hong's calves were trembling and he gritted his teeth and replied.
"Are you considered a social person?" Guangming asked with a frown.
When Brother Hong heard this, he gritted his teeth and started the car, called the railway booking phone number, and used his identity information to book a ticket to Yunnan tonight.
…
Half an hour later, there was a large woodland underneath the Qiankun Garden next to the second cremation.
It was just getting dark when Guangming walked in holding Brother Hong by the neck.
Deep in the forest, a two-meter square deep pit dug with square planks appeared in front of Brother Hong.
"Brother, it really has nothing to do with me. I work for Zhan Tianyou."
When Brother Hong saw this pit, he collapsed and turned around and knelt on the ground.
"You must be forty."
Guangming picked up the shovel beside the pit, licked his lips and asked casually.
Brother Hong was confused and didn't know how to answer.
"Your life has been in vain. In more than forty years of life, you haven't realized a single truth."
Guangming looked at Brother Hong with a crooked neck and opened his mouth to ask.
"Brother, I'm just the one running around with Zhan Tianyou. There's no point in messing with me. Really, it wasn't me."
Brother Hong is anxious.
"Since life hasn't told you this truth, let me tell you, if you owe money to pay off debts, make up for errands, and have the courage to pick up a gun, then you must have an attitude of chewing bullets. I am over forty years old and have self-sufficiency. I still have some understanding of life. I tortured you on purpose. That was done by a child. If you touch my brother, I'm sorry. I have to give you a quick blow. Please straighten your neck."
Guangming roared.
"flap."
Brother Hong shivered in fright and collapsed on the ground.
"brush."
Guangming clasped his hands together, raised the shovel, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Kill you, I will punish my barbarian brother, and I will spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair, grass, mud, horse, please remember, I will tell my family, even if On the day you die, the Palace of the King of Hell will still be able to punish you bunch of dogs."
"Pfft,."
The shovel flashed with white light, Brother Hong looked up at the sky, and fell directly into the pit three seconds later.
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At home, the child gangster wanted to talk to me.
"My uncle...!" The child bandit stopped talking.
"Brother, Brother Ming is the only one left in the family. Just remember my words. Even if I go south and lose everything, I will make sure that he is fine."