Behind the thick cement pillars of an overpass, the light is dim. On the asphalt roads on both sides, vehicles flow forward like assembly lines.

Artists and sissies meet here. With the help of dim light, the artist noticed that the sissy had a blood-red trouser tube.

"Damn, why are you hiding in this hell place? The artist's left hand is holding his right hand, and the wound on the back of his hand is also bloody. The gauze that binds the wound fell off at some point.

"I just feel safe here. Boss, how can we explain to Mr. Qi. Wouldn't you be out of heads?" asked the sissy.

"Who the fuck are you asking me and who am I asking?" the artist frowned, "Who would have thought that we would carry it like this? ”

"I didn't even expect Xia Weixin to send someone to find us. This Xia Weixin is really a powerful character!"

"We pushed him up. It's enough to stand it! Let's find a clinic to treat the wound. Look at the way you are bleeding, and when the blood runs dry, you will be in trouble. ”

"How dare you go to the clinic, us?" asked the sissy.

"I don't go to the clinic to the big hospital. Qi always put our skin. Just go to the clinic we just had!"

"Boss, you're not dizzy, are you?

"The most dangerous place is the safest place. No matter how good their brains were, they wouldn't have thought that we would go to Dr. Song's clinic, not to mention that their people were also injured and had to be healed, so they didn't have the energy to come to us again. Also, the board has fallen into their hands, and they can go back to the business. "The artist's organization is very clear," said I, and I went to hail a taxi. ”

......

in a black car. The board was tied up and stuffed into the trunk. Two injured young men sat in the back seat, their hands on their wounds. The speed of the car is blazing.

The young man in his thirties, who was sitting in the passenger seat, hung up the phone, and then turned back to the back and spoke, "Brother Tao, Brother Jianguo, be sure to hold on to me." The doctor has been contacted. ”

"Can't die, boss. The young man with an injury to his abdomen said.

"Damn, I'm going to die, I don't agree. The young man with a chest injury said.

"Jianguo, don't tease," the young man with an injury to his abdomen couldn't laugh, "I can't me." As soon as I laughed, I felt my blood rush up. ”

"I'm not funny. I've only a few women, I'm going to die, how many times will I agree?"

"I also don't think Jianguo will die," said the tall young man sitting on the side, "and if he wants to die, he will die at the hands of women." The peony flower dies, and the ghost is also romantic. ”

"Brother Jun still understands me. ”

"Okay. I'm not worried if you have this state. A young man in his thirties said.

......

Half an hour later, inside the private clinic. The artist and the sissy each lie on a hospital bed, with a salt water bottle hanging from a wooden shelf next to them.

The artist has been calling: "...... That's the whole story. The sissy and I are back at the clinic and are hanging saline. The sissy wound is infected, and the fever is 38.5 degrees. ”

"Are you not sure if you are dead or alive?" Qi Dagen asked on the phone.

"He was still lying on the ground when I fled. The young man had already ignored him and rushed over to me. Therefore, the board is at least fainted. ”

"Damn, how did this happen?

"At this point, Mr. Qi, you can rest assured. From what I know about him, he will never miss us. ”

"That's good. You and the sissy stay in the clinic and don't leave, I'll arrange for a car to come and take you back to Guangtan. ”

......

At the same time, in a large hospital in Guanghai, a young man about 30 years old dialed Xia Weixin's phone at the end of the aisle.

"Chaohang, have you succeeded?" Xia Weixin asked directly on the phone.

"Caught one, and let the other two run. ”

"That's not bad. Just grab one. They went to a private clinic, didn't they?"

"Xia Dong is like a god. They really went to a private clinic, to Dr. Song's clinic. ”

"In the western suburbs, Song Jiyun dared to take this kind of work. Xia Weixin said.

"Damn, Song Jiyun is still very dragged. ”

"If you spoil his business, he will naturally be angry. This man has a certain background. I'll have to take some time to explain it to him. Where are you now? Immediately press people into the company's warehouse. I went over and crossed his mouth myself. ”

"Xia Dong, I'm in the hospital now. Wang Tao and Jianguo were both injured, and the injuries were not light, and the doctors were treating their wounds. Both had to be hospitalized. ”

"Really, then you stay in the hospital and let Wu Jun send people over. ”

"Good. ”

......

The warehouse of Zhenghong Group covers an area of thousands of square meters, and various instruments are piled up inside. There are more than a dozen large excavators.

Ban Cuntou sat on the ground with his hands and feet tied. A tall young man stood aside.

Xia Weixin walked into the warehouse with Zhao Ruihong.

"Xia Dong, Brother Zhao, you guys are here. The tall man stepped forward. "I've brought the man. ”

Xia Weixin patted the tall man on the shoulder, "It's hard work." ”

"This kid has a hard mouth. He wouldn't say anything. The tall man said.

"Really, that would be challenging. Xia Weixin walked up to Bancuntou and touched Bancuntou's hair very insultingly, "Bancuntou? Then you are the one who went to school to trick my son, and you are the one who tricked my wife in the train station, right?"

Ban Cuntou pursed his lips and raised his eyes to look at Xia Weixin.

"I advise you to be wise, and provide me with the information I want as soon as possible, so as not to suffer from the flesh," Xia Weixin squatted down in front of Ban Cuntou, "because few people can survive my torture methods." If you are interested, you can give it a try. ”

"Then you don't understand my character," Ban Cuntou glanced at Xia Weixin and said, "If you ask me to betray my boss, that is to kill me, it's impossible!"

"Yes, young man, it's useless to keep your mouth. Wu Jun, slap him a dozen times first. Let him warm up first. Xia Weixin got up and took a few steps back.

"Good Ratcha. Xia Dong understands me too well. My biggest hobby is slapping. The tall man rubbed his palms together.

There was a crackling sound in the warehouse. This snapping sound, if it makes people who are more sensitive to men's and women's games sound, they think that there are games for men and women who forget themselves in the warehouse.

Bancuntou's cheeks instantly swelled into a steamed bun.

"Does this taste okay, Bancuntou?" asked Xia Weixin with a smile.

"Isn't this just a few ants biting me?"

"Yes, when you mention ants, it reminds me of a game I've been experimenting with for a long time. ”

"What game?" Zhao Ruihong asked.

"I saw an ant on our Central Park construction site some time ago, and it was like a poisonous bee, and its bite was painful and itchy, especially unpleasant. ”

"What does Xia Dong mean to go to Central Park now?"

"Yes. ”