Shaoan: "Don't move, I'll seal the meridians first. Don't think about unhappy things, okay?"
It’s been so long, why can’t I let go?
Why is it so hopeless!
Sometimes, even Shisan himself can't understand it. The unforgettable things have tortured him for too long. But he hopes to remember this pain forever. Only in this way can Xiao Dong live in his heart forever.
After some tossing, Lin Xun's tightly held little hand was finally released.
Thirteen's nerves gradually relaxed and his breathing became much calmer.
Shaoan: "Brother Thirteen, what about now?"
Thirteen said tiredly: "Well... much better..."
After this, the other helmsmen couldn't hide it. Everything that happened in front of them announced to them: Gang leader, he was seriously injured. Ling Xiu explained the whole story in detail.
Ji Hong came forward and said, "Thirteen, you are so worried, senior brother, I am heartbroken. What other people say is their business, why should you care so much? This is to blame yourself. Thirteen, don't be like this, senior brother, please, don't
Is this good?"
No one raises——
Yes, I, Chang Shisan, have no one to support me now.
Oh.
The person who raised me has left me and cannot be found.
Thirteen had no energy: "Can you just leave me alone?"
Lin Xun: "Not good!"
It's okay to be alone when something goes wrong. But this time, when your health is so bad, why should you be alone? Master, you really can think of it.
Lin Xun: "Didn't we all agree that Xun'er will accompany you, and Master also promised to be strong? Why is this happening again? How can words not count?"
Thirteen looked at him calmly and kept his word. This will take time, silly boy.
Feng Yuhuo rushed over in a hurry: "Gang Leader"
Shaoan: "Brother, what's the matter?"
Feng Yu: "Gang leader, half of Xia Zhengjun's life is gone! Is this person very important? Gang leader, please make an idea quickly!"
Shaoan: "Half life is gone?"
Feng Yu: "Ziming beat the man and he's unconscious... His subordinates didn't stop him. Brother Yiyuan was holding him by the side. If it were later, he would probably be gone. Xingyang kept cheering from the side,
this…"
One charged into battle, the other beat the drum and shouted.
Luan Ziming and Zhuo Xingyang cooperated with each other to take revenge on Xia Zhengjun.
How could a talented person withstand the torture of these two people?
Thirteen sighed helplessly: "Ling Xiu, go ahead."
Ling Xiu: "Gang leader, do you think your subordinates can stop you?"
Well, Feng Yu and Cang Yiyuan didn't stop them, so taking Ling Xiu together might not have any effect.
Thirteen was weak: "Xun'er, give the token to Ling Xiu. Quick, order them both to stop."
Xia Zhengjun died at the helm of the Tianyun Mountain faction. The relationship between gangs and officials has always been delicate. If such an outrageous thing really happened, how would it end? One head and two heads.
These two bastards are so confused in their heads, can they give people some peace of mind?!
No need to guess: Ziming was definitely the leader in this matter, Xingyang did not have the courage.
…
Xia Chuan was tied up in the dark room next door.
Xia Zhengjun's breath was weak and he endured Zi Ming's punches and kicks.
Sudden!
Ling Xiu broke into the door and shouted: "Nonsense! Stop it!"
Xingyang turned around: "Dutong"
Zi Ming cursed: "Immortal old man! I'm making you lose your mouth! You bastard!"
Ling Xiu held up the Tianyun Mountain faction leader's token: "Stop! The gang leader orders you two to stop immediately!"
Ziming indulged in venting his anger: "I'll beat you to death! You piece of shit!"
Ling Xiu shouted: "Luan Ziming, take the order!"
Ziming was stunned by the sound: "What?"
Ling Xiu grabbed Zi Ming's collar and placed the token in front of his eyes: "Look at it and recognize it clearly!"
Zi Ming's shoes were stained red with blood. Xia Zhengjun remained motionless as if dead, and could no longer scream in agony.
Ling Xiu: "Are you two going to fall into the Tianyun Mountain Sect's wrongdoing? The gang leader's body is already like this, and he still has to worry about you two idiots! Is there something wrong with your brains? Do you know what to do?
Should we do it? One is the helmsman and the other is the protector. What do you think of the Tianyun Mountain sect? Have you thought about how it will end if you kill a Xia Zhengjun? "
Ling Xiu almost shouted, he wanted Ziming to calm down!
Xia Zhengjun, you have to live for me!
Zhuo Xingyang came back to his senses: "Dutong"
Ling Xiu: "Shut up! Come and ask for a doctor, the best doctor!"
Ziming clenched his fists.
Cang Yiyuan: "Okay, okay, everyone, calm down. Xia Zhengjun cannot die, and the punishment must not be less. Fortunately, no one was killed, and he is safe. It's a Chinese New Year, it's good, good!"
A typical peacemaker.
Cang Yiyuan has always been steady, and he is the big brother of these people. No one can match his good temper.
Ling Xiu softened his tone: "Brother Yiyuan, please, take Ziming and Xingyang to the lobby to accompany you. Don't let the brothers worry. It's time to drink and eat, and when it's time to eat meat, I'll keep an eye on Xia Zhengjun."
He secretly thought: These two bastards are really annoying! Oh, how sad.
Look at Xia Zhengjun again, his nose is bruised, his face is swollen, and the corners of his mouth are stained with blood. Huh? His arm is also dislocated. Wenwen is a weak man, not too young, and he lost half his life.
If Xia Zhengjun is easy to talk to, maybe this matter can be resolved quickly. The key is that this person is not a soft persimmon at all. He has been known to have a stubborn temper.
Oh, forget it, who told him to have a bad mouth? Let's cure it first and then talk about it.
It was a prosperous day, and a year of excitement came to an end.
This evening passed very slowly.
Chatting and greeting each other.
Everyone has a smile on their face.
There were leftovers and pots of bottomed wine.
In the restless night, dawn gradually comes.
For Shaoan, it was another sleepless night. He stayed by Shisan's side and did not dare to slack off for a while. Only at this time was he, the protector of his younger brother and his older brother.
One night, acupuncture was performed four times.
Until the end, Shisan didn't even notice and slept peacefully. Shaoan's technique was very gentle, for fear of affecting Shisan's rest. Rest is the best way to recover, it is so precious.
Thirteen opened his sleepy eyes and saw Little Fourteen lying on the bedside tiredly. He said: "Shaoan, Shaoan"
Shaoan woke up with a start and straightened up: "Well, brother, what's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?" Shaoan grabbed his wrist out of habit, thinking about taking his pulse immediately.
Thirteen pulled out his hand: "It's okay, I'm fine. Didn't you sleep all night?"
Shaoan rubbed his eyes and tried to cheer up, but he couldn't help but stretched: "Well, I'm not. Phew - sleepy!"
Thirteen smiled: "Who told you not to sleep."
Shaoan: "Humph. I don't know who it is. Someone got angry with someone's words and made us nervous. Someone's younger brother didn't even drink. Damn it!"
Thirteen: "By the way, how is Xia Zhengjun?"
Shaoan: "It's good, I woke up. It's nothing serious, just take care of yourself."
Thirteen: "Where was the bastard during those two days?"