Originally, he had been thinking about the past, but at this moment, seeing Lao Liu suddenly speak, Duan Zhengping was a little hesitant, he was afraid that he would rush forward and bring harm to this group of poor people again.

He cautiously stared at the strychnine and asked, "Can I go over?"

Ma Nux smiled at him, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Lao Liu called you, then go over, I'll make you a cup of tea!"

Duan Zhengping stepped forward silently, sat down on the dirty small bench, raised the camera in his hand and asked, "Do you mind? I might record some videos!"

Lao Liu said coldly: "Whatever you want, anyway, you won't record it all!"

Duan Zhengping was secretly embarrassed, he didn't expect that his actions were all in the eyes of this old man.

I just don't know how this old man found out about his little trick.

Lao Liu seemed to see his doubts, and said coldly: "There are more reporters here! I've seen all of your high-tech things, it's not a big deal! Your equipment is not even average!"

Duan Zhengping said this for a while.

Although the company was established, it was also invested by Han Wenxuan.

But for those equipment made of advanced technology, Duan Zhengping is not very familiar with it.

The most convenient thing he uses is these simple shooting equipment, so he usually uses these ordinary equipment when he comes out for interviews.

After pondering for a long time, he stared at the old man and asked his first question: "May I ask why you suddenly agreed to be interviewed by us?"

Lao Tzu didn't even think about pointing his finger behind Duan Zhengping, Xiao Qi was holding a small notebook with red eyes.

Duan Zhengping glanced back, a little puzzled.

Lao Liu explained: "There are so many reporters who come, some giggling and playing with each other, and some pretending to be sad, but there is a hint of excitement hidden in their eyes; old man, I have seen too many people in my life! Those 20-year-old babies think they can deceive me, but they don't know that their acting skills are as ridiculous as a blank sheet of paper under my old eyes."

But you're different! This little girl really cried.

The light in your eyes tells me that you feel sorry for my child's injury.

I believe you must have come for justice!"

He stared into the air, his eyes dilated as if they were unfocused.

After a long time, he slowly began to narrate in an extremely flat voice.

"Fire ...... It was a ...... that was lit from the third floor."

On the hospital bed on the side, the young man who was originally numb suddenly began to struggle violently at this moment.

He shouted bitterly: "Fire! What a fire! Save me, save me!"

The voice was terrible, like the cry of an evil spirit from hell.

Even with it, the patients in the surrounding hospital beds also began to react.

The souls of these people seemed to have remained in the fire of the day and never returned.

......

It wasn't until Su Shaotou on the moon that Duan Zhengping walked out of this medical hall with an ugly face.

Because of the anger, the body was trembling slightly.

Xiao Qi followed behind, and the pen in her hand had already been broken by her anger.

In the notebook, I crookedly remember some things that others can't understand.

The two didn't expect a company to be so shameless.

After the accident, instead of trying to solve the problem of treating and placing the wounded and sick, they spent a lot of money trying to cover up the matter.

In their eyes, human life is so worthless?

This matter, looking at the world evenly, is in control.

A hint of firmness flashed in Duan Zhengping's eyes, and he was about to leave.

In the distance, two pickup trucks kicked up a cloud of dust and hurried towards here.

You can vaguely see the words "city defense" printed on the body.

Duan Zhengping felt that something was wrong in his heart, so he pulled Xiaoqi to hide in the shadows to the side, and silently pointed the camera at these vehicles.

The car came in an instant, and seven or eight disheveled young people came down, not wearing city defense uniforms, all of them looked like ruffians on the street, one of them in a pink shirt stared at the bright lights in the pharmacy, waved his hand unkindly, and immediately two people stepped forward and slapped the door panel.

"Open the door, open the door quickly!"

"Old man Ma get out!"

After a while, Ma Nux trotted tremblingly and opened the door, and when he saw this group of people, his brows furrowed, his body trembled, and he said with a bitter face: "Why are you here again? Didn't you say that it would be demolished in a week?"

The young man in the pink shirt smiled coldly, stepped forward and stared at the strychnine and said, "We give you a week to tidy up your belongings and move away smoothly, not to let you continue to practice medicine illegally here."

I already told you about the dangers of practicing medicine without a license, right? You old boy doesn't cry when you don't see the coffin! I have to let you live in for a few days, so that I can remember it for a long time!"

This strychnine seemed to have drunk bitter Chinese medicine, and his whole face was wrinkled: "Zhou look at Qian Zhou, Master Zhou! It's really not that my old man has to drag him out, it's just that you said, where can I get these dozen or so lives? If you drive them out, they can only wait for death! How can I do such a thing! Why don't you discuss with the higher authorities and find a hospital to accept them?"

As soon as Nux finished speaking, the young man named Zhou Qian, who was wearing a pink shirt, stepped forward and kicked him heavily on the lower abdomen of Nux, who squatted down with a painful look on his stomach.

Zhou Kanqian stepped forward and grabbed Ma Nuzi's gray hair, forced him to raise his head, and said with a cold face: "Those people will die when they die, what do you have to do with it! Tell you, we just want to kill him, we don't want to get into trouble, you get out of here as soon as possible, or Lao Tzu will die with you!"

"You guys are so majestic!" Seeing that he was going to do something to the old man Strychnine this week, Duan Zhengping and Xiaoqi, who were hiding in the shadows, finally couldn't help it and walked out with an angry face.

The camera in his hand fired at everyone, recording everyone in it.

Zhou Zhou Qian turned his head and glared at Duan Zhengping, stared at the camera in his hand with some scruples, and scolded coldly: "Where did you come from! Don't be nosy, be careful to get yourself into trouble! We are from the Yuyang City Defense Station!"

"Oh! From the Yuyang City Defense Station! What about your ID? Don't you have to wear a uniform during law enforcement? Please show your ID! I am a reporter, this is my press card, and I have the right to cover and supervise you!"

Duan Zhengping took out his press card, and several people showed it, and in just a few words, a few people on this side had nothing to say.

Can't we say that we are not from the city defense station at all, but we are just here to do something for the city defense station?

At this moment, Ma Nux had recovered from Fang Cai's pain, he struggled to stand up and waved at Duan Zhengping: "Xiao Duan, I don't have anything to do here, you go quickly! Don't wade yourself into this troubled water!"

"Smack!"

Zhou looked at the money, slapped the strychnine again, stared at the strychnine with a blank face and asked, "Is he a reporter?"

Since the last incident, the Chen family has strictly forbidden reporters to interview them.

If the matter gets out, not only will several people lose their jobs, but they may face high fines.

Nux Nux's body, slapped by him, almost fainted, and it could still answer his question, leaning on the door frame, slowly sliding to the ground, gasping for breath.

Zhou looked at Qian frowned, looked back at the camera in Duan Zhengping's hand, and suddenly coldly ordered: "Go! snatch the camera in his hand and smash it!"

"Yes!Yes!Yes!"

The five little brothers on the side responded, and walked over coldly and said, "Don't make it difficult for us, if you don't want to suffer from flesh and skin, hurry up and hand over the camera!"

The old man was slapped again, which made Duan Zhengping angry.

He stared at the people in front of him and scolded: "You bandits! Is there a royal law in the end! This is the provincial capital, I have to call the city defense station!"

Who knew that these people laughed, pointed to the car with the words "City Defense Station" printed on the side, and said: "See! The director of the City Defense Station is our direct leader, you can just call! See if anyone will come!"

After this group of people had gradually approached, Duan Zhengping made a decision in his heart, handed the camera in his hand to Xiaoqin behind him, and lightly ordered: "Take these things and run quickly!"

Then he picked up a branch that he had just picked up in the dark, and there was no fear in his eyes.

"That'...... So what do you do?"

"Let's go"

Several people took off a baton made of high-strength plastic from their waists, and they had to pump it heavily to imagine Duan Zhengping's face.

Such a weak scholar can be put down with a stick.

Xiao Qi, who was about to run behind him, saw that the boss was about to be beaten, and couldn't help but scream in shock and fear.

At this moment, a flying knife suddenly came out of the forest on the side, and with a whoosh, pierced the palm of the man holding the baton.

Blood flowed everywhere, and with a miserable scream, he could no longer hold the baton, and fell to his knees weakly and hugged it, crying wolf in his hands.

The remaining three immediately stared at the dark jungle with a vigilant look.

Duan Zhengping also stared at that place in disbelief.

This man is so ruthless that he doesn't know whether he is friend or foe.

A moment later, there was a loud sound, and two young guards dressed in black walked out.

Seeing the familiar equipment on these two people, Duan Zhengping relieved himself, this is the person Han Wenxuan arranged by his side, the person who is close to him, he has not encountered this kind of danger for too long, Duan Zhengping has almost forgotten the existence of these people.

......

Zhengfeng City People's Hospital, the original director's office is 10 minutes spacious, and two beds have been temporarily added, which is not crowded at all.

Ma Chenyang and Liu Feng are lying on the hospital bed at the moment, after two bottles of glucose solution, they have each recovered their spirits, Liu Feng has been able to get out of bed and walk around, Ma Chenyang's legs are still sore at the moment, and as soon as he lands on the ground, he keeps shaking.

Today's events made him scared, especially at the end, when he counted the pictures of 10 people holding guns, Ma Chenyang thought of it, and his body trembled.

Han Wenxuan saw Ma Chenyang's fear, and stepped forward and asked: "If you regret it now, it's still too late to return to the original ordinary life, and when you are too deeply involved in the world, it will be difficult to regret it then!"

Ma Chenyangzi thought about it, if he returned to his original life, he would have nothing, just a poor dick, and be looked down upon by people like Chen Wen and Liu Jing on his head, is this kind of life what he wants?

Thinking about the happy feeling today, Liu Jing's surprised and unwilling eyes, Ma Chenyang quickly made a decision, stared at Han Wenxuan with a firm face and said: "Heaven has sent a great responsibility, and I still understand this little truth!

Han Wenxuan nodded and said, "Don't worry, as long as I don't have an accident, you will never be fine!"

To appease Ma Chenyang's emotions, Xing Guoan, who went out to buy dinner, came in with a large bag and a small package of takeaways.

After distributing it to everyone, he looked at Han Wenxuan, who was standing by the window and pondering, and couldn't help but step forward and ask, "Young Master, what do you have for the Chen family? Do you want us to do something more?"

At this time, he reminded Han Wenxuan, he patted his head and said, "Don't you say that I forgot about this, he took out his mobile phone and dialed out."

After a while, the phone was connected: "Old Duan, how is the situation over there?"

There was a burst of painful misery and begging for life on the other end of the phone, and Duan Zhengping's voice forcibly suppressed his anger came: "I'm almost here, I'll confirm some things in the evening, and the manuscript will be released before 6 o'clock tomorrow!"

Han Wenxuan immediately said with joy on his face: "It's not a loss, it's you, I'll give you a bonus after the matter is completed!"