Lin Zhihui got up early in the morning, finished today's 50,000 words in one go, uploaded it to the website, and turned off the computer directly after refreshing the page without instant comments.

Today he made an appointment with Li Ping, and went to find a few gangsters who snatched the bottle, before going out, Lin Zhihui contacted Li Ping, the phone was busy, and he didn't care, when he came to the agreed place, Li Ping was still nowhere to be seen, and the phone couldn't get through.

"Where did you run this kid?" Lin Zhihui muttered dissatisfiedly, while standing on the side of the road and looking into the distance.

Although Li Ping is very arrogant on weekdays, he is still punctual, and he has repeatedly insisted that he want to seek justice, Lin Zhihui was worried that he would suffer a loss, so he said that the two of them would go together, and there was no reason to forget, even if there was something that he couldn't leave, he should be notified in advance.

took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, nearly half an hour had passed since the appointed time, Lin Zhihui frowned slightly, and dialed the phone without giving up, but no one answered, and he couldn't help but have a bad premonition in his heart. Li Ping has an impulsive personality, he has always thought that he lost the bottle, sorry for his good brother, especially after knowing the value of the bottle, he was even more angry, he was going to find those people at that time, or Lin Zhihui said that he stopped him, so he reluctantly agreed to act together.

Lin Zhihui was a little anxious, and couldn't help complaining that Li Ping was too reckless, last time he was injured by that group, if it wasn't for the Ganoderma lucidum fairy grass, he would almost be disabled for life, just to grab the bottle and pay off thousands of yuan of gambling debts, those people were so heavy-handed, now they know that the bottle is worth a lot of money, and it is impossible for the other party to let go, Li Ping wants to go back to the bottle, which is equivalent to cutting off their financial route, not only can he not take a little advantage, maybe he will also get into trouble.

Calm down, being in a hurry and panic can not solve any problem, Lin Zhihui took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, that matter, he also asked Li Ping later, Li Ping seemed to have mentioned that casino, not far from the urban village, as if he was ......

Before the taxi stopped, Lin Zhihui opened the door and jumped out of the car, walked quickly across the sidewalk, ran into the narrow alley opposite, and came to a dilapidated commercial street with a dilapidated façade.

This is the famous red light district nearby, the day is depressed and the night is lively, now it is still early, the street is deserted, only one so-and-so health care products The lights at the door are still on, and the store door is empty.

Lin Zhihui searched the storefronts on both sides of the street, all kinds of hair salons and hotels were crowded together, and the casinos naturally did not have any signboards, but there would also be some obvious signs, so that the old drivers could follow.

A stray dog got into an alley, and soon ran out in a panic, Lin Zhihui walked closer, and found that it was the back alley of several stores, full of garbage, and there were a few swill buckets that emitted a peculiar smell by the wall, faintly shouting and scolding, mixed with people's muffled snorts, a pitch-changing scream sounded, and Lin Zhihui immediately rushed in.

In the chaotic back alley, five or six thugs stood in one place smoking cigarettes, and not far from them, two thugs were punching and kicking Li Ping, Li Ping obviously had no strength to resist, but only tried his best to parry.

"The kid is a tortoise, and he's quite a fighter. A thug turned his head and spat and kicked Li Ping to the ground, while another thug with a short shave picked up a steel bar next to him and swung it off at Li Ping, who was curled up on the ground.

Seeing that the steel bar with the thickness of his fingers was about to touch Li Ping's head, the short head suddenly felt light in his hand, and everyone was stunned.

Several people watching the battle opened their mouths wide, the cigarettes in their hands fell to the ground, and the little gangsters standing in front of them widened their eyes, looking at the person who suddenly appeared in front of them, a beautiful roundabout kick, the short head had not come back to his senses, only felt that his chest was hit by a strong force, and the whole person staggered back a few steps, until his back hit the wall heavily, and then he shook and fell to the ground.

Lin Zhihui glanced at the gangster who was close in front of him, the gangster shook involuntarily, and hurriedly took a few steps back, while peeking at the short head that fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time, his face turned pale.

"How is it, can't you get up?" Lin Zhihui raised his hand, the steel bar fell to the ground, making a crisp impact sound, and turned around to help Li Ping, who had a blue nose and swollen face.

"It's okay, I'm protecting the vital point. Li Ping stood up shaky, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and grinned authentically.

At this time, there was no need to blame Li Ping for not listening to persuasion, Lin Zhihui saw that he only had some skin injuries, so he also put his mind at ease, blocked people behind him, and looked up at the gangsters who came over.

The person at the head looked vicious, wearing a black T-shirt with tattoos on his arms, standing still a few steps away, looking Lin Zhihui up and down with his head held high: "Boy, you are not small, you dare to meddle with the affairs of Lao Tzu." ”

Before Lin Zhihui could speak, Li Ping leaned into his ear and whispered: "Be careful, he is the head of this group of bastards, his hands are ruthless, and he snatched our bottle." ”

The space in the back alley is limited, and the distance between the two sides is not far, and the tattooed man seemed to hear Li Ping's words, and sneered: "It turned out to be a gang, and it came just in time, Lao Tzu is worried that he can't find anyone." With a wave of his hand, the thugs standing behind him immediately dispersed, blocking the retreat of the two.

"What do you want to do?" Li Ping's face changed, and he said nervously: "That bottle is not Chinese cabbage, you can have it if you want." ”

Hearing Li Ping's words, Lin Zhihui raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the tattooed man.

"It seems that you are the right master. The tattooed man didn't pay attention to Li Ping, who was very inward-looking, and tilted his head to look at Lin Zhihui: "I don't have the patience to fight with you, that bottle is quite valuable, I heard that you still have goods in your hand, I can pay for it, you make a price." ”

Lin Zhihui was noncommittal, he naturally wouldn't believe the other party's nonsense, looked at the tattooed man disdainfully, raised his eyebrows and said, "Want to do business?" No problem, come over and lie on the ground first, apologize to my brother, and then talk about other things." ”

The tattooed man's face sank and he winked at the others. The two thugs immediately showed their knives, and several other people also picked up their sticks, pulled out their stances, and looked at the two of them viciously.

"Stinky boy, don't be embarrassed. The tattooed man took a step back, glanced at Li Ping with ill will, and said coldly to Lin Zhihui: "I don't believe it, you are always so lucky, you only broke a hamstring last time, and this time let you ......"

"Ahh A sharp blade was pressed against his neck without warning, and the tattooed man screamed violently, and the second half of the sentence got stuck in his throat.

The gangsters present were also stupid in place, no one saw Lin Zhihui's movements clearly, only felt that the black shadow flashed, and the knife in his hand disappeared.

Looking at the scene again, Lin Zhihui stood in front of the tattooed man with his back hand, held a knife in the other hand, slowly moved on his neck, and finally patted the tattooed man's face with the blade, making a snapping sound: "I have a problem, I hate others threatening me the most." ”