"Bang dang!"

The door of the rescue room was pushed open, and the chief surgeon in charge of Dabao's first aid walked out. He lowered his head slightly, with a little tiredness and loneliness in his eyes.

Suddenly, the hearts of the people were half cold.

Zeng Rui took the initiative to greet him and asked anxiously, "Doctor, my friend..."

The doctor took off his mask and whispered, "I'm sorry, we've done our best..."

"Bang knock!"

Zeng Rui sat on the ground with disbelief written on his face, obviously unable to accept this cruel reality, and muttered in a low voice: "How is it possible, how can Dabao ...... him"

"When the patient was admitted to the hospital, he was already bleeding profusely, and his spleen was severely damaged, and we really couldn't do anything about it..."

Zeng Rui didn't listen to the doctor's words later, he glanced at the big treasure covered with a white cloth who was slowly withdrawn from the rescue room, and didn't even have the courage to open it to take a last look, so he got up from the ground and rushed to the fire escape at the end of the corridor.

"Brother Ye!"

"Brother Ye!"

Kanba Zhiyang shouted in unison.

"Stop shouting, hurry up." Yida whispered a word of instruction and took out his mobile phone.

"Stomp!"

Zeng Rui rushed all the way to the underground parking lot, stopped in front of Nissan Xuanyi, turned his head and said to Kanba Zhiyang who came behind him: "Key." ”

"Brother, shall I open it?" Considering Zeng Rui's emotional instability, Zhiyang asked tentatively.

"Keys!" Zeng Rui looked at Zhiyang, and his tone became a little heavier.

"Buzz ——!"

Zeng Rui kicked the accelerator to the end, Xuanyi started, and went straight to the construction site in the northern suburbs of the city.

It took less than forty minutes for Zeng Rui to sit in the driver's seat of the BMW 740Li with four sixes.

"Kamba, go get me those two guns behind the safe in the duty room." Zeng Rui lowered the window and said to Kanba, who was waiting outside the window for him to send.

"Brother, are we ......" As soon as Kanba said half a sentence, Zeng Rui waved his hand a little irritably and interrupted him: "I know it in my heart, you go and get it!" ”

If this were a different person, eighty percent would not go to Zeng Rui to take it, but it was Kanba who stood in front of him. If you want to count it carefully, with Liu Lang's departure, in addition to his master Zhang Peng, Xiaohu has the best relationship with Kanba in Ye Ji.

And after Dabao was brought into the door by Xiaohu, "Love House and Wu" Campa also took good care of Dabao, plus Dabao seems to be raunchy, but there is no problem in being a man and doing things, so Campa and his relationship are also very good.

In Zeng Ruiyida's mind, Dabao belongs to the kind of players who are not very reliable, and they naturally dare not share too delicate and important work with him.

This is also why Zeng Rui asked Campa to be responsible for searching for the whereabouts of the second pole before, he refused again and again, but Zeng Rui said that he would let him bring Dabao, and he chose to agree.

Kanba just hopes that he can bring more of this younger brother, so that the big brothers can also change their impression of him as unreliable.

But today, this younger brother is gone. His heart was not full of anger?

Barely hesitating, Kamba walked briskly towards the duty room.

Five minutes later, the 3.0T 340hp L6 engine roared out of the construction site like an arrow from the string.

"Duh... Duh..."

After Zeng Rui connected his mobile phone to the car's Bluetooth, he dialed Lao Zhao's number.

As soon as the third phone rang, Lao Zhao's voice came from the other end: "Ye'er! ”

"Brother Zhao, does that person named Zhiwei have any other industries under his name besides Ziwei Pavilion?" Zeng Rui opened his mouth and went straight to the point.

"Ye'er, listen to me, you ...... about this"

"Brother Zhao, my brother is dead, my brother is dead, do you know?!" Zeng Rui's low roar trembled slightly.

Lao Zhao was as calm as ever, and tried to comfort softly: "Ye'er, Dabao is dead, I can understand your feelings, and I feel very uncomfortable." There are so many ways to retaliate, and there's no need to go to extremes. ”

Today's Lao Zhao is no longer the mud leg who tore his face with others for three days and three nights in order to deal with a loan car. He has his own company, his own industry, and he has realized his own value. But if he has a choice, he will definitely not be able to do anything to fight with his life with a three-foot Qingfeng.

"Brother Zhao, you don't have to tell me that now, just tell me, is there any other industry under Zhiwei's name, okay?"

Lao Zhao's words are indeed quite rational, and if you want to change the state, Zeng Rui can completely understand it. But the problem is that such a fluttering sentence is too pale and powerless under Zeng Rui's extreme anger.

Whether it's pain or hatred, in fact, I have never felt it in this world.

Seeing that Zeng Rui had made up his mind, Lao Zhao couldn't persuade him anymore, so he had to say truthfully: "No, Zhiwei mainly relies on Ziwei Pavilion, maybe it involves some small business, but there is no other industry." ”

"Okay, Brother Zhao, thank you."

"Ye'er, Ada told me just now, there's really no need to come this far."

"Got it."

Crape Myrtle Pavilion, although it is not as top in the industry as the tropical rainforest, its reputation in the north of the city is also well-known.

Its fame is mainly reflected in its old qualifications, standing in the north of the city for 20 years.

There is a very interesting joke on the road, which describes Ziwei Pavilion like this: the two fathers and sons stayed at home to drink, and after three rounds of drinking, they were all half-drunk and slightly drunk, and the atmosphere was strong.

Suddenly, when it came to the part of looking for flowers and asking willows, my father opened his mouth and talked about his romantic deeds, including Ziwei Pavilion. It probably means that I loved to play there when I was young. As a result, his son was not a fuel-efficient lamp, so he came as soon as he opened his mouth, saying that he was still in the Ziwei Pavilion for a spring supper a few days ago.

Reminiscing about his youth resonated with the two fathers and sons, it was a good conversation. At this moment, the child came out of the kitchen, and with a gloomy face, he directly asked the father and son to kneel out the door and spend the night.

Maybe there is a certain exaggeration in this joke, but art comes from life but is higher than life. At least it can show that the crape myrtle pavilion has been open for a long time.

The semi-black and non-white industry of bathing is like the old wine, and it pays special attention to one vintage.

The longer the wine is aged, the more mellow it becomes. On the other hand, the longer the bath is open, the more stable it feels.

Why? Dry bathing, whether it is large or small, if it is swept too much, then even if it continues to operate, no one dares to come to play, and yellow stalls are an inevitable phenomenon.

Ziwei Pavilion has been open for business for 20 years, not to mention that business is becoming more and more prosperous, at least it has always remained stable, which in itself is a manifestation of ability. It not only proves that its official background is strong enough, but also shows that its service quality is okay in all aspects.

And it is Zhiwei, the owner of Ziwei Pavilion, who has an official mysterious background in the eyes of outsiders, but in fact, it has nothing to do with the official at all.

The reason for the official investigation and punishment is that Ziwei Pavilion can not be affected every time, but Zhiwei and his eldest brother Wang Dagou helped him find Guo Hua to dredge up the relationship.

I don't discuss whether Wang Dagou is greedy for money and lustful, but he really doesn't have anything to say about his brothers. As long as Zhiwei opens his mouth, he will definitely try his best to do it. As for Guo Hua, it is impossible for him to just let the cattle plough the land and not let the cattle eat grass. For Wang Dagou's requests, as long as he can do it, he almost agrees directly.

Killing people and setting fires is such a big thing, Guo Hua may not be able to do it. But it's just a trivial matter like opening a house and bathing, and he will still sell him a few thin noodles when he squeaks.

What's more, Zhiwei is not an ignorant person. He has never been in arrears in the commission that should be taken out every quarter, and they are all handed over to Guo Hua on time. After the money was in hand, Guo Hua chose to transfer it directly from finance to the upper echelons.

In this link of benefit transfer, Guo Hua plays the role of a middleman who does not earn the price difference.

That is, because Wang Dagou is open enough to his brothers, so when he encounters something, the brothers will come out to repay the favor without reservation.

But what Zhiwei didn't expect was that the two knives that he hurriedly swung when he left would cause a monstrous disaster to himself.

"Bang!"

Forty minutes later, with a loud bang, the BMW drove directly up the steps and violently smashed the glass induction door of Ziwei Pavilion.

The glass "crackled" to the ground, and the welcome lady in a uniform shirt and a forked short skirt screamed in fright.