Chapter 739: Self-inflicted iniquity, not living (9)
.“ Be! ”
Several of his men agreed, and quickly dispersed.
Duan Siping took two of his subordinates and walked quickly to the front door of the gambling hall and pushed open the door mottled with patent leather.
Inside the house, there was a miasma of smoke.
Duan Siping glanced at it, but did not find the shadow of Lao Qi, and immediately led people through the gap between the tables and came to the counter.
Inside the counter, Lao Qi's cousin raised his face and smiled.
"How many of you play mahjong or solitaire?!"
Duan Siping didn't speak, just stretched out his hands across the counter, grabbed the other party's collar with one hand, and put the gun against his chest with one hand.
"Where's the Seventh?"
"Don't ...... Don't shoot! "My cousin's face turned white," he ...... He just left. ”
"You dare to lie to me?"
"Really, I didn't lie to you, you just ......"
"Boss!" The subordinates in the back grabbed the intercom and walked over, "People are in the back!"
"Look at him!" Pushing Lao Qi's cousin away, Duan Siping strode into the side and led to the corridor at the back door.
A few people walked through the corridor to the alley behind, and at a glance they saw a few other people surrounding the ground at the entrance of the alley.
Duan Siping let go of his speed and rushed over, picked up the two people in front of him, and when he saw Lao Qi lying on the ground, he frowned and squatted down, and stretched out his hand to land on Lao Qi's wrist.
"We died when we came!" The subordinate was on the side, explaining in a low voice, "The blood is still hot, I guess it was just a few minutes ago!"
"!" Duan Si scolded angrily.
"What now?" The subordinate asked.
"You contact the local police to see if you can find the person who fired the shot." Duan Siping took out his mobile phone and dialed Wen Ziqian's phone, "I'm Yinying, the seventh is dead, let's be one step late!" ”
On the other end of the phone, Wen Ziqian frowned and hung up the phone, walked to Tang Moshen's office, gently buckled the door, pushed open the door and walked in.
Tang Moshen raised his face from the document in front of him, his gaze swept over his face, and his eyebrows were slightly raised.
"Say!"
"Siping just called, and the seventh is dead."
Tang Moshen had already guessed the truth from his expression, and he was not too surprised when he heard it.
"From this point of view, Lin Li must be a powerful ghost."
If Ye Tianzhi wanted to kill people, he wouldn't wait until now.
Obviously, this is Lin Li's handiwork.
This guy, who has always been ruthless, is already showing his edge little by little.
"Where's Yun Qing?"
"Zhao Yan just called, the patient who was in a coma has come to his senses, and the young lady has now rushed to the hospital to ask him about the situation."
Closing the documents in front of him, Tang Moshen stood up.
"Prepare the car, I'll go too!"
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Hospitals, intensive care units.
The patient, who had been in a coma for nearly forty hours, finally slowly opened his eyes.
"Dad!"
The daughter, who was standing next to the hospital bed, saw her father wake up and excitedly held the old man's arm.
"Dad!"
"Grandpa!"
The son-in-law and granddaughter on the side also rushed over excitedly and came to the patient's side.
"Hey!" Looking at the relatives in front of him, the patient himself was also excited, "Good boy...... Good boy! ”
Pei Yunqing stood outside the window, looking at the appearance of a few members of the family, and he was also secretly relieved.
"How's he doing?"
Dr. Zhang stood aside with a relieved tone.
"Now that it has stabilized, all blood indicators have returned to the normal range, and the liver damage is also acceptable, and after his body recovers a little, we will remove the diseased liver tissue." nbsp;
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