Chapter 231: Breaking the Ancestral Grave 32

It turned out that the middle-aged man yesterday afternoon to evening, almost all his relationships, ran to see three monks or masters who were said to be quite "material", two of them said that he was fine, only one of the old monks he barely saw with his dead face past, after he sat down, he didn't ask, he looked at him stunned for a while, his expression slowly changed from the surprise of the first meeting to flat, he shook his head gently, and said: "Amitabha!" Cause and effect cycle, good and evil are rewarded! ”

The snow-white bearded old monk spread his hands slightly outside the door with his eyes half-closed, "The bell must be tied to the bell, this donor, please go back!" I can't help you, and I can't help you! ”

After speaking, the old monk closed his eyes and recited the Buddhist scriptures, stood on his chest with one hand, twisted the Buddhist beads with the other, and did not make any more expressions.

"Master, master, can you give me some pointers? As long as the threshold can be crossed in great strides this time, I am willing to withdraw incognito. Although the meaning of the old monk has been vaguely expressed, the middle-aged man does not give up.

However, the old monk is already an old monk who has entered the meditation and is outside the gods!

"I see, excuse me!" The middle-aged man got up and bowed to the old monk, then turned to leave.

The middle-aged man had just left not far away, the old monk opened his eyes and looked at the door, and the movement of twisting the Buddha beads also stopped, "Such a sharp and cruel technique, which one of the masters of the same way made it?" ”

Although the monks are compassionate, it is not the same as indiscriminate kindness, and if some people are saved, they will hurt more innocent people, so the rescuer is wearing the garb of "good" and doing "evil" things. Moreover, the old monk's cultivation is quite high, although he can see it, he also thinks that he is not capable of breaking the spell on the middle-aged man.

In the morning, knowing the mysterious deaths of the two killers and the "evil collision" of Li Zheng's son, the middle-aged man was even more sure that among the three people he saw that day, there must be someone who is proficient in magic. In addition, Li Zheng was hospitalized because of Li Ye's accident, but he couldn't find out the cause of the illness, and he was in a very bad mood, and under his exhaustion, the whole person became quite decadent.

The middle-aged man immediately sighed: God help me!

Choose the killer, make a plan, and complete it in half a day.

In the evening, Li Zheng went to the hospital to see his son, entered the elevator, and when the doors on both sides began to close, a middle-aged man wearing a shabby hard hat and a migrant uniform, his clothes were covered with mud stains, and he ran over with a bag of X-ray films, "Wait for me, wait for me!" ”

At the moment when the door of the elevator was about to close, the migrant worker reached out to block the door, and then squeezed in, and as he came in, there was a strong smell of sweat, but perhaps because he was in a hurry, the migrant worker didn't seem to stand firm when he entered the elevator and turned around, and he stumbled under his feet and almost fell, hitting Li Zheng, Li Zheng frowned and patted the place where he was hit, and glared at the migrant worker with obvious disgust on his face.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll wipe it for you." The migrant worker hurriedly apologized, and took out a dirty sweat towel from his arms to help Li Zheng wipe his soiled clothes.

Li Zheng's driver, a tall young man, stood in front of him with a horizontal step and separated his hands, "Go away!" ”

"Okay, okay, I'll go away." The migrant worker stepped back awkwardly, looked at their expressions, lowered his head and sniffed the clothes on his body, and walked out of the elevator a little embarrassed, "I'm here to see the worker, I'll sit on the next trip." ”

The door of the elevator closed, and the migrant worker quickly turned around and went to a utility room in a remote corner of the hospital, where there was half a bucket of clean water, he wiped the stains on his face and hands, changed into a clean civilian clothes and hat, put the dirty clothes into a beautiful travel bag, and quickly left the hospital, nowhere to be found.

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The next morning, Li Feng, the two brothers and sisters of the barbarian and Shi Fatzi were eating breakfast out together, and Shi Fatzi talked about the big news with his eyebrows.

"Why would they make such a big fuss about such a thing?" The brute asked.

"You don't know that, do you?" Shi Fatzi was very proud, and his gossip was extremely well-informed, so he told the whole story.

When Li Zheng fainted in the hospital, it happened to be in the corridor, and it was even more coincidental that there were several heartless young people who were playing the video and filmed the process of fainting completely, including the chaotic rescue scene afterwards, and the communication with the family after the doctor's examination.

Because he was worried that Li Zheng would not be able to die within the specified time, the middle-aged man used a high concentration of poison on the two rings, and the dose was large, so that a very small amount of venom oozed out of the eye of the needle, which was discovered by a careful little nurse.

It can be said that there are many people who know about this matter, and they can't suppress it if they want to.

"That guy's productivity is really good." Shi Fatzi chuckled in a low voice.

"Okay, if you say too much, you will lose, this matter will be stopped, and we will talk about it when we go back." The barbarian smiled and patted Shi Fatzi on the shoulder, concentrating on dealing with the large plate of rice noodles in front of him.

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Hospital, so many things happened to the Li family, even Li Zheng fell, and Li Ye's grandfather, Li Fei, also had to come out to sit in town and stabilize the overall situation.

Outside the intensive care ward, Li Fei looked through the glass at Li Zheng, who was getting worse and worse inside, and his face was gloomy and dripping.

Although he knew that it was poisoning from the beginning, and the treatment plan was determined quickly after he arrived, it still seemed too late, and Li Zheng was poisoned too deeply.

The symptoms of Li Zheng's poisoning, he recognized and saw it, as well as the deadly needle eye, this kind of poison, on the underworld in this area, there are no more than three people who can get the goods, and there are only two people who can make tools to kill people in this way, and these two people are still masters and apprentices, and the masters have long since retired.

In the past, when these things appeared on the opponent's body, Li Fei felt very cool, and now, of course, it is also "very cool".

Li Fei walked to the end of the corridor with a cane, took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and as soon as it rang, the phone was connected, and the other party seemed to have been waiting.

"Flying wolf." Li Fei said that this was his nickname on the road before, originally called Waste Dog, but later became more powerful, and he felt that he couldn't call his identity, so he changed it to Flying Wolf.

"Poisonous Fox." The middle-aged man's voice came from the phone.

"My son is poisoned!" Li Fei didn't talk nonsense, and said directly.

"I know."

"Is there a cure?"

"You know, why bother asking!"

"Should you give me an explanation?" Li Fei's tone seemed calm, calm before the storm.

"We provoked someone we couldn't afford to mess with, he won't die, I'll die, but... I don't want to die! ”

"Who is it?"

"I can't say it, I can't say it, but you can find out."

Li Fei's tone turned sharp, "If my son has any three longs and two shorts, I want you to pad his corpse!" ”

"From now on, I won't appear again, and there will be no more poisonous foxes on the rivers and lakes." After speaking, the middle-aged man on the other end of the phone hung up the phone.