"What should Director Feng do......" Xiao Qi said nervously.

In Sioux City, there is an old man in everything, Xiao Qitian is not afraid, and he often calls his father's name.

It's here.

Even if it is his own family's property, no one knows him.

Feng Yixun looked to the side: "Damn, who called the police?!" ”

Everyone was startled and hurriedly looked back.

At this time, Feng Yixun grabbed Xiao Qi's collar with one hand and his trouser waist with the other, lifted him up and threw it into the electric door.

Bent down to pick up a red brick, kicked his left leg, like a hungry tiger pounced on a rabbit, and slapped him heavily on the head.

Before he could shout, Feng Yixun successfully snatched the steel pipe from his hand.

The crowd had already reacted, shouting and rushing towards him.

Feng Yixun knocked a stick here, and while smashing a stick there, he didn't know how many times he was beaten.

Someone on the other side used a watermelon knife, and the skin and flesh were turned out, and the old shirt was instantly stained red with blood.

Xiao Qi was thrown to the ground and watched this scene with a long mouth.

What's going on?

Isn't he amazing?

Why is this happening!

Feng Yixun received another stick on his head, and suddenly felt that the world was spinning.

In a daze, a voice sounded in his head that was both familiar and disgusting.

"Yixun, if there are many people beating you, you must not be blind, you must determine a target, and fight to the death."

This is what Kim Jiangang told him when he was in sixth grade.

At that time, Feng Yixun was in and out of his left ear, and somehow, now he thinks about it.

"Fuck me!" Feng Yixun drew a semicircle with one hand, forcing the enemy to take a step back.

The left leg kicked again, rushed to the bald head and split the head is a stick!

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the bald head knelt on the ground with a "poof", his eyes were wide with anger, and a trace of bright red slipped from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

Feng Yixun hit his chin with a knee, and Da Zhuang's whole person flew out upside down in an instant.

And that's not all.

At this moment, Feng Yixun's eyes were red, because of the inconvenience of his legs and feet, he pounced directly, abandoned the steel pipe, and his fists fell like raindrops.

The level of the heavy rain!

At the same time, he received at least a dozen sticks in the back, plus three stabs.

Seeing this, Xiao Qi's inexplicable heart was like a knife, and he shouted like crazy: "Don't fight, don't fight!" Help me! Who's going to save us! ”

He hates Feng Yixun very much, there is no doubt about it.

A zoo supervisor dared to yell at himself, and locked himself in a cage, and even raised his hand to beat him if he didn't agree with him.

I hate him to death!

But when he saw Feng Yixun being slashed several times in a row, and blood was flying, he really didn't know how to describe that feeling.

At this moment, Xiao Qi was trembling all over, and he was already in tears.

"Stop!" A loud cheer came.

Everyone looked at the source of the sound, and saw the foreman of the contractor standing inside the door with more than 40 migrant workers.

"Lao Zhang, open the door!"

The old man had never seen such a battle, but he had to listen to the words of the contractor.

Besides, if the door is not opened, the child will probably be beaten to death.

The two migrant workers quickly pulled Feng Yixun, who was covered in blood, over. Xiao Qi pounced on it and checked it randomly, and hurriedly asked, "How are you, how are you?" ”

Feng Yixun shook his head, he was so painful that he couldn't speak.

The contractor raised the cement knife in his hand: "Hurry up!" Listen to it! ”

"Get out!" Workers raised their tools.

These tools can speed up the construction of cities, make people live and work in peace, and ruthlessly take people's lives.

They all looked at the main heart bone and searched, only to find that Da Zhuang had fallen in a pool of blood, and in addition, two others had fallen to the ground without any movement.

"Brother Zhuang!" Everyone shouted, only to find that Da Zhuang did not respond.

"Quick, let's go!" I don't know who shouted such a sentence in the crowd.

The soldier's heart was lost, and they hurriedly helped the wounded to leave.

The foreman exhaled heavily, and found that Feng Yixun's wound was bleeding.

Thinking of Mr. Wu's hoarse voice on the phone, he was scared and trembled.

"Get to the hospital!"

……

When Zhou Guanping arrived, Feng Yixun had been sent to the ICU for rescue.

His injuries were not minor, but most of them were skin injuries, mainly due to excessive blood loss.

Sending him to the ICU was actually instructed by Zhou Guanping on the road.

"Hello Uncle Zhou, I am Mr. Xiao's assistant, Wu Jiamin. How is Mr. Feng doing now? Wu Jiamin's face was full of anxiety.

At this point, it's useless to scold the foreman.

Now I can only beg the old man to open his eyes and not let Feng Yixun die.

Zhou Guanping's face was gloomy.

"Talking here."

Zhou Guanping took Wu Jiamin to the corridor.

"On the way I came, news came from the northern Jiangsu side that Feng Yixun participated in a weapon fight, resulting in 3 deaths and 7 injuries, but the attitude of the northern Jiangsu side is unpredictable."

Wu Jiamin's eyes widened in surprise and covered her mouth in disbelief: "That Mr. Feng ......"

Oh, my God.

If something happens to him on my land, Sister Xiao will definitely be furious!

No one can afford this!

"It doesn't matter to him, this is about his lab report, you can take a look." Zhou Guanping handed over an A4 paper.

Wu Jiamin flipped through it quickly, and to be honest, she couldn't understand the things on it.

"Feng Yixun's cell division speed is 7.7 times that of ordinary people, and the wound healing speed is even faster."

"According to the attending doctor, even if the hospital does not intervene in the treatment, Feng Yixun will be unharmed, but now we have to examine his injuries."

"We have already understood the whole thing, Feng Yixun's legitimate defense was established, and the bad thing is that the northern Jiangsu side seems to want to make a big fuss about this matter."

Wu Jiamin didn't care what cell division he had.

As long as the person is okay.

"What do they want?"

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