214 Medicine does not kill the disease
As for it, it is better to understand that kneeling and begging for mercy in the back will be able to live, who wants to die?
From today on, there will be one less yellow-haired brother in the south of the city in "Rare Stars in the Moon", and there will be an extra yellow-haired cripple pushing a simple cart to sell fried rice at the entrance of the normal school.
Maybe from time to time, some brothers will call him Brother Huang and persuade him to come out again, but he refuses one by one. There are some things that can only be understood after they are lost. He saw through the big cripple and went ashore, which was not a better choice.
Having said that, when Zeng Rui walked out of the box, the corridor was already full of waiters from Ledu and regular security guards who received a salary of 800 yuan a month. But looking at Zeng Rui, who was covered in blood, no one dared to stop him, and let him walk out of the gate of Ledu slowly.
Just when Zeng Rui pulled open the driver's door, he saw several so-called internal security guards with guys in their hands rushing out of Ledu, and they were full of confidence in their mouths.
"NM, let's come and go if you want?"
"Stepping on a horse, there is a kind of you don't run, Lao Tzu will definitely kill you today!"
"What about you, don't run for Lao Tzu!"
The internal guards pointed at Zeng Rui with the guy, and then rushed down the steps and went straight to the Wrangler.
Zeng Rui slowly inserted the key, and after igniting the car, he slowly pressed the passenger window. Lifted the black cloth and stretched the double-barreled hunter out of the window.
Several internal security guards hurriedly stopped, and their raised hands were immediately put down, and they didn't dare to come out.
"Get out!"
Zeng Rui simply rolled the word, and if the internal security guards were amnesty, they even slipped into Ledu with their tails between their legs.
Zeng Rui, who had done everything, snorted coldly, looked at the road ahead with a calm face, slowly started the Wrangler, and drove towards the next stop.
When Zeng Rui drove away from Ledu, one person followed closely and ran out of Ledu in a panic, regardless of the bloody back, and jumped on a BMW 730 to start and leave.
This person is naturally Mo Ming, who was lucky enough to escape before. After running out of the box, he didn't choose to run away, but turned headlong into a storage room located at the back of the hall.
This is not to say that he has a trace of luck, trying Huang Mao and others to subdue Zeng Rui and then let him come forward, and double the face he just lost.
And he just didn't dare to run out! After all, out of Ledu, the outside has a wide field of vision, if that madman really wants to kill him, he is completely unsure that he can run away!
Diving headlong into the storage room, he faintly heard a gunshot. But he didn't come out as soon as possible, his super vigilance saved his life, if he swaggered out to check at that time, then eighty percent would have just bumped into Zeng Rui who was walking out.
He didn't dare to run out until he heard the waiter say outside that the killing god was finally gone.
Out of the storage room, he chose to go to Box No. 1 to investigate, but the slaughterhouse-like scene made him fear Zeng Rui a little more.
Mo Ming, who had been frightened and completely lost his self-awareness, chose to drive alone without saying a word and quickly escaped from this place that scared him so much.
The news of Ledu's accident also reached the mouths of Brother Xi and Yue'er as soon as possible.
The two coincidentally chose to control the incident and lock it down.
"Yue'er, you arrange for someone to send all the injured to the third hospital, and I have already said hello to the people over there."
"Okay, I've finished coordinating with the security department, but fortunately, it's late, and there is no one in the store."
"Okay, then Yue'er, I'm bothering you about this."
"Why are your brothers saying these kind words?"
Brother Xi, who had finished the call with Yue'er, sat on the sofa in an apartment next to the Seventh Congress.
After a busy night, he was almost exhausted, and he didn't have the heart to worry about this kind of thing for Mo Ming anymore.
Besides, he had already told him to stop, but he did not listen to the persuasion, and the sins of heaven can forgive people for their sins and not live!
The relationship is exhausted, and if this matter can be suppressed, it is already the result of Brother Xi and Yue'er's full efforts.
Mo Ming, who found a small clinic for 24 hours, removed the glass slag on his back and applied medicine, successively called Brother Xi and Xingzi and found that no one answered, and contacted a buddy who was not too familiar with him, and decided to run away for refuge!
Looking at the number on the caller ID, Xing Zai, who was sleeping in his parents' house in the cadre's compound, looked disdainful. I thought to myself: He who does not know death deserves to die! I won't take care of this kind of waste.
He had naturally heard about Ledu, and there were too many bloody examples of swaggering through the city to the streets of corpses. For such a person whose thoughts are not on the same level as himself, he doesn't want to deal with it too much at all.
If it weren't for Mo Ming's very close relationship with Yue'er, and Brother Xi still needed him, a double merchant like him would have been kicked out of the organization a long time ago.
Regardless of whether Mo Ming is the same thing, it doesn't matter if the yellow hair is planted, but for his right-hand man helmet, Xingzi will still pay more attention.
So when the phone stopped vibrating, he picked up the phone and dialed the helmet.
"Hey, Helmet, what are you doing?"
The voice on the other end of the phone was very noisy, and the noise was constant, and Xingzi frowned and asked.
Helmet was now in a small courtyard in the suburbs with three brothers, eating mutton hot pot and drinking heavy wine.
Carrying a chicken leg in his hand and tearing the helmet, he said vaguely: "I'm drinking at my house with a few buddies, what's wrong Brother Xing?" ”
"Huang Mao had an accident in Ledu, so the other party was scrapped." Xingzi said succinctly.
The helmet replied casually: "If it's scrapped, it's scrapped, and he's a waste anyway." ”
He did not hide his dislike for Huang Mao, who joined the organization at the same time as him. Although in terms of errands, the helmet always presses Huang Mao's head, and Huang Mao also calls him brother, but every time he divides the money, the gap between the two is not obvious.
I took the lead in doing the things myself, and I took the risks myself, and everyone was almost up to the penalty. This is mixed around, hasn't he become a part-time worker for Huang Mao?
The helmet's opinion on Huang Mao is also getting bigger and bigger, and he often can't get off the stage in public. Now that the yellow hair is gone, the yellow hair's share of the money should belong to him.
It's too late for him to be happy about such a thing.
"The other guy came to a ruthless man, smashed the music and ruined the yellow hair. You should be a little more steady! Xingzai's words were full of worry.
The helmet glanced at the boning knife on the chair next to him that scraped the lamb chops, and replied a little unwillingly: ", it's coming!" Can I compare to the kind of waste that yellow-haired? It's just right to come, we are just one charge away from them, and Lao Tzu will clean them up now! ”
The helmet is rampant and domineering in the south of the city, especially after leaning against the big tree of "Moon Star Rare". For a combination of Chengbei Shenghuang who was punched and kicked by himself three times and knocked down several times, he didn't pay attention to it at all.
"Okay, so be it!"
Medicine does not die of disease, and Buddha is destined to be a person. The helmet is his star boy's horse, and it is not his own son. I've said it all, and it's up to you whether you listen or not.
Xingzi hung up the phone directly, and deliberately turned off his mobile phone, not wanting to be disturbed by these troubles, so he turned over and went to sleep.