After Mao Wang left the ward, he did not immediately return to the farmer's market, but went to the emergency room. It just so happened that when he arrived, Wei Jiantong had completed the bomb removal operation.

"Let's talk about it, what's the matter with this gunshot wound? Who fired the shot?" a policeman was asking beside Wei Jiantong, after all, guns have always been a taboo item in the Celestial Empire. Once there is an incident of gunshot wounds, the police will naturally take it seriously.

"The smuggler did it, shot me three times, grabbed my wallet and ran away. Wei Jiantong, who had just undergone surgery, was obviously very weak, his face was pale without any blood, and his expression was also very haggard.

The policeman who made the transcript frowned and asked, "Do you see his appearance clearly?"

"With your face covered, you only know that you are taller than me. Wei Jiantong replied lightly.

"Where is the incident?" the police officer continued.

"Dongping Lane, Changle Street. Wei Jiantong said flatly.

The policeman's brows tightened even more, Dongping Alley was full of alleys, and there was no sound monitoring equipment at all, and it was undoubtedly a needle in a haystack to find out the gangster. Closing the notebook, he said slowly, "I'll look for you if there's news." ”

After the police left, Mao Wang walked in front of Wei Jiantong.

"Lao Wei, you have suffered, I ...... this matter"

"Wang, why don't I go and help you find a new pig farm, and that one will be given to Xu Zhengyi. Wei Jiantong lowered his gaze slightly, and his eyes were straight and faint and did not look at Mao Wang.

Mao Wang was stunned, his palms couldn't help clenching, and he looked at Wei Jiantong puzzled. If Mao Cai is still young, it is understandable that he is afraid, but Wei Jiantong has been mixed up for most of his life, and he has never encountered any strong winds and waves, so why is he afraid?

"Wang, do you know Ning Zheng's expression during the whole shooting?" Wei Jiantong licked his dry lips and sighed; "It's smiling, from the beginning to the end, the smile never disappears." He was the whole person, and it gave me the feeling of being too calm. Wang, who do you say can stay calm after firing three shots in a row? I know, he really has the intention of killing me!"

Those who are stunned are afraid of the horizontal, and those who are horizontal are afraid of dying. He used to think that he only needed to be more ruthless than others, so he has been very domineering in recent years. But he also knows that if he really kills someone, he will destroy it, so every time he seems to be ruthless, he actually leaves room for it. It wasn't like he hadn't fired before, but if he were to shoot three times in a row, he wouldn't dare. Because the slightest carelessness in this process may kill the other party, and not everyone dares to do murder.

But Ning Zheng really did it, so he, an old bastard who had been mixed up for nearly twenty years, was scared. The land is gone, and he can still look for it. If it's fate, then there's nothing.

Mao Wang's face changed slightly, his expression was very entangled, his hands kept rubbing his trouser pockets, and he opened his mouth to say but didn't know what to say.

"Wang, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, we are old, and we really don't have time to talk to those children. They still have a lot of youth, how many more decades do we have?" Wei Jiantong said in a low voice.

Mao Wang's breathing slowly became rapid, and after exhaling a breath of hot air, he said, "You, you can rest first." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and left, but his steps were heavier than ever, as if a mountain was pressing on him, very heavy, very stressful.

Wei Jiantong looked at the back of Mao Wang leaving, the corners of his mouth twitched, and a deep sense of tiredness appeared on his face.

After so many years, he is really tired.

……

A LaCrosse Bikerry, Mao Wang's whole body leaned back on the driver's seat sofa and rubbed his temples, and his eyes were cast forward without focus.

At this moment, a phone rang suddenly.

Mao Wang glanced at the number, it was a strange call, hesitated for a moment and picked it up.

"Mao Wang, right?"

Mao Wang rubbed his palms and replied, "Well, you are?"

"Heavenly Palace Tang Chi. ”

Mao Wangxin let out a "chuckle" and asked, "Something?"

"Ning Zheng is my brother, not long after he entered the society, you should be more responsible if you don't understand anything. But if you rely on the old and sell the old, I'll let your shop close down at the farmer's market tomorrow. Now that I've said that, it's up to you to figure out what to do. Tang Chi hung up the phone directly.

Mao Wang slammed his fist on the steering wheel and scolded, "Damn, why don't you go to heaven if you're so awesome?"

scolded and scolded, but the reality was still as cruel in front of him. What he was most worried about still happened, Ning Zheng was not just a pony boy who came out to do things in the name of Tiangong, but also had Tang Chi, the third generation of bastard big brother of Tiangong, behind him.

Don't look at him in the farmers' market as if he was a hegemon, but in the face of the Heavenly Palace, he had no power to fight back at all. Just let Ning Zheng go like this, he was just angry in his heart, and it was difficult to be straightened in one breath.

After sighing heavily, Mao Wang called a friend: "Leave me a table out, find three card friends to come over, and I'll come over to play a few now." ”

He now needs to play a few rounds to calm down.

……

At four o'clock in the afternoon, a middle-aged woman led a boy about 10 years old to enter the floor downstairs of a unit in a certain community.

"Wang Lijuan. ”

Wang Lijuan, a middle-aged woman, turned her head to look behind her, and a good-looking young man looked at her with a smile.

"Huh, are you?"

Ning Zheng walked up to Wang Lijuan's side and said with a smile, "I have something to do with Mao Wang, let's go to your house and wait for him first." ”

Wang Lijuan's expression instantly became indifferent when she heard this, and she said coldly, "If you have something, just look for him outside, don't come to the house." ”

As she spoke, she was about to take her son Dudu upstairs.

Ning Zheng sighed helplessly, took out the * from the shoulder bag, pointed directly at Wang Lijuan's abdomen, and said, "Isn't it good to be honest?

Wang Lijuan's face turned pale all of a sudden, and she couldn't help but tremble a little when she held Dudu's hand, and reluctantly said, "Don't, don't scare the child." You put it away first, I, I'll take you up. ”

"It would have been nice to have done this sooner. Ning Zheng said and put it away*.

Wang Lijuan led Ning Zheng upstairs with a furious heart, and behind, Yuan Peng followed with a white plastic bucket that seemed to be heavy.

After entering the house, Yuan Pengju suddenly unscrewed the white plastic bucket, and then a strong smell of gasoline wafted out of it.

"Little, brother, you, what are you doing here?" asked Wang Lijuan with a tight hug and a trembling lip.

Yuan Pengju didn't answer, and poured out all the gasoline in the white plastic barrel by himself.

"Call Mao Wang and say that you fell at home and need him to help you to the hospital. Don't talk about some of the things that I don't have, since I've brought up all the gasoline. If I can't get the result I want tonight, then ......" Before he finished speaking, Ning Zheng took out a lighter from his trouser pocket.

"I fight, I fight. Wang Lijuan nodded busily.