The man swooped past Liu Ziguang, comparable to a sprinter, several hawkers ran over with bright blades, the onlookers dodged one after another, Liu Ziguang also gave in sideways, but when the last person ran in front of him, he gently stretched his legs and hooked them.

The tall barbecue hawker looks extremely powerful, in fact, he has no systematic training at all, his reaction is slow and unstable, he was tripped by Liu Ziguang, and fell out on the spot, the little flower hat also flew, and Yingjisha was also lost, and he got up and his face was covered with blood, and he roared angrily at the crowd, but the person who stretched out his leg and tripped him just now was long gone, and the crowd was afraid of being angry by him, so they hurriedly dispersed.

The power of the chili spray is not covered, the air is filled with a spicy and pungent smell, the crowd is full of tears and snot, coughing and fleeing the scene, and they don't care about watching the show, the crying girl also ran away, it seems that she has nothing to do with the righteous and brave man.

The man ran into the alley, ran more than ten meters and stopped, because the wall in front was blocked, and the four vendors behind also slowed down and smiled fiercely, just in the corner of the wall there was a big broom for the cleaner and a few long wooden strips left over from the decoration of the house, the vendors picked it up, held it in their hands, and slowly surrounded it. The small owner of a fried stinky tofu on the side of the alley saw that the situation was critical, and hurriedly went home with the stall.

There is no way forward, there are pursuers behind, the man shook the spray can in his hand, it was empty, he smiled helplessly, dropped the spray can, clenched the stick, and suddenly attacked.

The four hawkers thought that the victory was in hand, but they didn't expect the other party to dare to counterattack, and hurriedly parried, the wooden strip was invincible to the throwing stick, and was broken by the waist, and the advantage of the long weapon was gone, and there was a chaotic battle, but after all, it was difficult to defeat the four hands with two fists, and the hawkers were all physique aliens, their physical fitness was not bad, and they did not have any worries about moving their hands.

The man was forced into a corner by them, and the two sides engaged in fierce hand-to-hand combat, and there was no skill at all in close combat, relying entirely on brute force, and the man was grabbed by the arm, and a mustachioed peddler laughed fiercely, grabbed the man's collar and dipped it in the oil pan of fried stinky tofu.

There are bubbles in the dark black oil pot, this is the hot oil that fried a lot of stinky tofu, and there is a strange smell, if the head is pressed in, this face will be disfigured, I am afraid that it will not be cured if it is sent to South Korea, not counting the damage to the facial features and the complications caused by wound infection.

The man struggled desperately, but his hands and feet were firmly grasped, the alley was quiet, there was not even a crowd of onlookers, his face was getting closer and closer to the oil pot, and he could see the yellow and clear stinky tofu block inside, suddenly, he felt his arm loose, almost without consideration, he flashed his body to the left, grabbed the hand that was pressed on the back of his head with his right hand, and pressed it hard into the oil pot!

With a miserable scream, the mustache's hand went into the oil pot, and the sound of Zizi sounded, and the man didn't stop doing anything, taking advantage of everyone's time, he grabbed the mustache's neck and pressed his head into the oil pot.

The other three hurried to save people, the mustache was pulled out, his face was full of bubbles, and he screamed non-stop. But this move only further aroused the fighting spirit of the hawkers, and they swung their sharp blades and pounced on them without dying.

The man retreated, reached out and grabbed the two handles of the oil pot, and poured the hot oil full of the pot with his hands, the hawkers were splashed with ghosts crying wolf howls, the man took the opportunity to jump over and wave the stick and whip it violently, suddenly there was a siren outside, the man immediately withdrew his hand, looked left and right, ran straight towards the wall, rubbed twice on the wall, picked the brick seam of the residential building next to him and climbed over, and then jumped down, the action was more agile than the wild cat.

……

The man walked to a rental house, did not enter through the front door, but climbed directly to the second floor from the back, opened the window and got in, the room was very messy, the quilts on the bed were not folded, scattered piles, a few pairs of smelly socks were thrown under the bed, empty Coke cans and instant noodle boxes were placed on the table.

The man sighed, took out a pack of noodles from his backpack and threw it on the table, picked up the pot and connected it to the cold water, connected the induction cooker to the switch, the display light was off, and then turned on the light, there was no electricity, he shook his head and sat on the bed, took out his wallet and looked at it, it was empty, only a few small nickels.

"!" The wallet was thrown aside, and the man took out the cigarette case and lighter extremely irritably, looked at it and nested the empty cigarette box into a ball, accurately threw it into the garbage basket in the distance, holding his head and not speaking.

After a while, there was a knock on the door, and the man stood up vigilantly and asked, "Who?" ”

"Landlord, someone paid for your room for you."

The man hurriedly went over and opened the door, and saw a fat old lady going downstairs, and in the patio downstairs, there was a strange man standing.

No, it seems that there is some impression, he was also present when the fight just now, the man couldn't help but be a little nervous, the man nodded at the man, and actually walked up and asked, "Don't you invite me in to sit?" ”

The man stared at the visitor, and finally turned to one side and let the guest in.

The two looked at each other in the room, neither spoke, Liu Ziguang took out a cigarette: "Smoking? ”

The man took the cigarette, lit it and took a puff, and asked, "You are following me?" ”

Liu Ziguang smiled and didn't explain, which was a tacit acquiescence.

"In the alley, you helped me?"

Liu Ziguang smiled again: "It should be, there are so many fights, it's not authentic." ”

"You're looking for me...... What do you want to do? ”

"Help me beat someone, I'll give you money?"

"Hit whom? Good guys, bad guys? Why don't you do it yourself? ”

"Of course it's a bad guy, and as for why I didn't do it myself, I don't think I need to explain."

The man immediately understood, nodded and said, "Okay, who is the target and what kind of result do you want?" ”

"A junior high school student, called Yan Dong, as a result, he can't die, and he can't make him feel better, so you can arrange it yourself." Liu Ziguang said.

The man frowned slightly, thought for a while and said, "Okay, I want five hundred yuan, pay two hundred first, and then give the remaining three hundred afterwards." ”

Liu Ziguang laughed heartily, took out two hundred yuan and put it on the table, and turned to leave: "I'm waiting for your good news." ”

When Liu Ziguang walked away, the man picked up the two hundred yuan and walked out and shouted, "Landlord, hurry up and close the electric switch for me." ”

……

On the fourteenth floor of the ward building of the Second Hospital of the city, in a single room, Yan Jinlong, who was wearing a hospital gown, was sitting on the hospital bed, with a stack of documents and mobile phones on the bedside table.

The store was sealed, there was no operating income, and the money in the bank account was also transferred, according to investigation, it was transferred to the name of a shell company in the south, and then it was transferred overseas, and the money was difficult to recover.

Fortunately, Yan Jinlong is better at managing money, most of his property has become real estate or jewelry, jade and gold bars, and a large amount of cash is hidden at home, which can be maintained for a while and a half, and what annoys him the most is the dispute between the eldest wife and the second wife.

The wind and waves have come, and they will never be planted in this small ditch, Yan Jinlong is very clear about his situation, although the ** brigade is staring at him, but they have no conclusive evidence, it is impossible to nail themselves, the procuratorate has already arranged it, and when the time comes, it will naturally be called back for re-investigation, and the time will pass, wait for Director Ma to take the position, and then operate it, just get a one-year and two-year prison sentence, and then a suspended sentence, and it will basically pass.

There is a policeman on duty outside the ward with a security guard, nominally guarding the prisoner, but in fact, it is better to say that he is a guard, Mr. Yan's career is in Jiangbei, how can he escape.

The eldest wife was sitting on a chair at this time to help him peel apples, and said while peeling: "The third sister has already delivered a message, let her carry the matter down, it won't be a big deal, don't worry too much, just take care of your illness." ”

Yan Jinlong said: "I have a trump card in my hand, they don't dare to touch me easily, there are a lot of fierce materials hidden in the office computer, the public security must have appeared, but they don't dare to make it public as evidence, because they know that I must have a backup, and if they want to calculate me, they have to prepare a large number of people to accompany and tie me." ”

was triumphant, suddenly the door of the ward opened, and Aunt Yun, the second grandmother, hurriedly walked in and said, "It's bad, Dongdong was beaten!" ”

Yan Jinlong immediately sat up straight and asked, "Where is the injury?" Who's got it! ”

"Both knees were knocked into comminuted fractures, and the head was covered with blood, and it has been sent to the hospital for rescue, which is not life-threatening, but ......"

"But what?"

"The doctor said that the bones were broken into slag, and it may be difficult to recover completely." Aunt Yun said during Ai Ai's period.

"What! My son will be a cripple in the future? Yan Jinlong's eyes widened.

"You little **, you have killed my son miserably, I will fight with you!" The eldest wife came back to her senses at this time, sprinkled her hatred on Aunt Yun, and rushed over to dig her face with her nails, Aunt Yun was not to be outdone, and the two women fought on the ground.

When the police outside heard the news, they finally pulled the two women apart, and then looked at Yan Jinlong on the bed, with his hands on his heart, his face was blue, and he seemed to be out of breath.

"Nurse! Nurse! First aid! The policeman shouted.

At this time, he realized that Boss Yan's medical parole was not just the result of the operation, but the real heart disease.