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Chapter 17: The Bane

Just as Hao Shuai was facing the three women's criticism, in the Second Affiliated Hospital of Dongwu City, Xie Dong was lying on the hospital bed looking at the pale ceiling with empty eyes.

He had already woken up from a coma at this time, and just after taking an X-ray, the doctor told him that his arms were comminuted fractures, which basically meant that for a martial artist who was already thriving in his bones, it basically meant that he could no longer become a top master in the future, and this blow would be an extremely severe blow to him in the future.

But this kind of ** blow is not the deadliest, the most deadly is the mental and psychological blow.

Xie Dong couldn't figure out what the ball of electric light in Hao Shuai's hand was? Why did he just wipe one edge, and half of his body was so paralyzed that he couldn't move? Why did he get such a heavy blow when he hit his arm?

What kind of kung fu is this?

Xie Dong lies on his back on his hospital bed, like a mud puppet, and at the door next to his hospital room are his mother and the attending doctor.

Xie Dong's mother was a short woman, her skin was burnt yellow, her cheeks were full of old wrinkles left by the wind and sun, and her temples were even more pale, she was only in her early forties, but she looked like an old lady in her fifties and sixties.

Xie Dong's mother's name is Huang Juan, she is the most honest and ordinary woman, her husband died early, and he couldn't find a job after being laid off in the unit, so he had to pick up garbage every day to support the family, she stretched out her cracked and rough hand to grab the doctor's hand, almost crying.

The thing is very simple, hospitalization costs money, the hospital lets them be hospitalized, it still depends on the situation that the police accompany them, but when the police leave, it will not be so easy to talk, no money? I'm sorry, the hospital is not a charity, if you don't have money, please move out, anyway, you don't want to die or be injured, go home and recuperate? Oh, by the way, please pay the money for the examination and the hospital bed before leaving.

Huang Juan said pitifully, the doctor's head shook quickly, the two talked at the door for a while, Huang Juan watched in despair as the doctor turned his head away, and she stood helplessly at the door covering her face and sobbing silently.

For her, a person who picks up rags to support her family, Xie Dong's tuition fees and the family's normal expenses are already an incomparably heavy burden, not to mention a catastrophe that flew out of thin air?

Huang Juan sat down at the door, crying so much that everyone in the ward looked at each other, feeling uncomfortable.

Xie Dong lay on the bed, motionless, as if deaf.

Just when the other people in the ward were comforting Huang Juan, and some of them were enthusiastically taking out one or two hundred yuan for rescue and support, two men came in at the door.

These two men are quite short, only about one meter six or five, but the figure is stocky and strong, although it is a cold day, but wearing a thin sweater but not feeling the cold at all, a pair of eyes are as bright as electricity, next to him stands a man, about one meter seventy-five, there is a deep and long scar from the corner of the eye to the chin, the appearance is extremely terrifying.

As soon as these two people entered the ward, the air in the room seemed to drop by more than ten degrees, and everyone else was immediately silent, especially when they saw the murderous and vicious face of Scarface, they unconsciously shivered, and the same thought came to their hearts: These two people are definitely not good!

This short man is called Wang Linhao, but he is a practitioner of Guangdong Hongquan, especially good at tiger and crane double shape, he is exposed to the skin outside the clothes, the green tendons are like a small snake winding and circling, the skin is as thick as an old tree, hard and thick, although he is short, but the palm is huge, the five fingers are even thicker and more powerful, like a small radish, when making a tiger palm, a palm to grasp down, can hardly scratch the trunk of the forearm thick, human trachea throat can be pinched like tofu to crush.

The man with a scar on his face is called Sun Jian, he was brave and fierce when he was young, he dropped out of school at the age of 14 to break through in society, fought and brawled with people all day long, entered the labor camp four times at the age of 16, and stabbed someone to death with a knife at the age of 17.

He has a strong personality, good at fighting with others, these years when he was in exile in the rivers and lakes, he was not idle, secretly apprenticed everywhere, he is also a rare martial arts genius, and he is more willing to spend effort to exert effort, and the teachers who do not understand his details are also willing to teach him real kung fu, a few years down, let him practice a good kung fu, the strengths of each faction are mixed together, especially good at close quarters short fight fast and agile Wing Chun and the fierce Baji, so many years of fighting, the black market has beaten a lot, and the defeated generals are countless, according to the homonym of his name, he gave a nickname, known as the name"Little Overlord Sun Jian".

As soon as the two of them entered the door, their eyes swept away, and Sun Jian didn't enter the door, guarding the door, staring at the corridor with cold eyes on one side, and Wang Linhao next to him on the other side.

The posture of the two of them when they entered the ward, if Wang Jing saw it in her eyes, she would immediately know that this must be an old Jianghu who has broken through the rivers and lakes, not a killer, but also a guy with blood on his hands, because only this kind of person will always be vigilant in this kind of place, and always maintain a posture of running away at any time.

Wang Linhao nodded, walked to the side of the bed, glanced at Xie Dong, slightly frowned, he reached out and pressed on Xie Dong's arm wrapped in gauze, only to feel that the tentacles were soft, his eyes were slightly wide, as if he couldn't believe it, he stretched out his hand and patted Xie Dong's face, and said, "Hey, Xiaodong, Xiaodong, it's me, Brother Hao! Wake up, it's me!"

But no matter how he took it, Xie Dong's eyes were gray, as if they were in focus, and there was no reaction.

Wang Linhao's heart sank, he walked up to Sun Jian with a stiff face, shook his head, and said in a low voice: "Brother Jian, people are wasted!"

Sun Jian's face did not move, and he said in a deep voice: "What's the situation?"

Wang Linhao said in a low voice: "The arm is wasted, the most important thing is ......" He pointed to his heart: "This place is wasted!"

Sun Jian frowned slightly, as a person who practices martial arts, he naturally knows how important self-confidence is to a person, even if a person has a strong physique like a lion, but if he has the heart of a sheep, then even if he meets a man with the physique of a sheep, but with the heart of a lion, it will definitely not be able to beat.

Once self-confidence is destroyed, then this person will be regarded as a waste in the rivers and lakes from now on, and the external injury is easy to heal, but the heart is difficult to heal.

Xie Dong can be said to have been cultivated by Sun Jian, although he did not have an apprenticeship, he was taken care of as a personal disciple, and hoped that after he was cultivated, he would be able to come out and follow him in the future and help him do things.

But Xie Dong is not good, he has a little benefit, that is, filial piety, although there are times when he is rebellious and disobedient on weekdays, but on key issues and major issues of right and wrong, he can remember some of the things his mother once said, and finally did not promise Sun Jian, and since then he has embarked on a road of no return.

Sun Jian wrung his eyebrows and looked at Xie Dong, he knew that his hard work in the past few years had come to naught in an instant, he already had a complete plan, Xie Dong, who was not worried about his poor family, would not give in, as long as he complied, then he was destined to follow himself in this life, and there was no other way out.

But now...... All of them came to naught.

Sun Jian's five fingers were clenched into fists, his fingers were clenched so loudly that he stared at Xie Dong coldly, and then landed on Huang Juan's body, revealing a thick killing intent in his eyes.

This dead old woman, if she hadn't always done bad things for herself, now Xie Dong would have become her left arm and right arm!

What's wrong with the gangsters? What is not mixing, what is not eating?

If Xie Dong had followed him, he would have eaten and drunk spicy food a long time ago, how could he become like this now? You old woman really don't know what to do, and she has ruined my good deeds, and you have also ruined your own good deeds! Fool!

Sun Jian stared at Huang Juan hatefully, then took one last look at Xie Dong, didn't say a word, turned around and left.

Wang Linhao was stunned for a moment, then followed behind and asked, "Brother Jian, what should I do now?

Sun Jian thought for a while, gritted his teeth and said: "Pick it up, it's hard to ride a tiger now, if you don't take it, all the hard work of you and me over the years will be in vain!"

Wang Linhao looked puzzled: "But, what if there are not enough manpower?"

Sun Jian thought for a moment, showed a gloomy smile, and said in a cruel voice: "Find a replacement for the dead ghosts, there are always those fools who don't have good brains." ”

Wang Linhao grinned: "Okay, it just happened that two little guys came to the club last time, I looked dumbfounded, and it just came in handy." ”

Sun Jian thought about it, sneered again, and said, "Let the broom head take them, they are brought by the broom head, of course they should still be carried by the broom head." ”

When Wang Linhao heard this, his eyes immediately widened: "Brother Jian, Xiaodong is the bastard of the broom head who has been harmed like this, Lao Tzu can't wait to abolish him, and you still let him come out to do things?"

Sun Jian smiled, pressed Wang Linhao's shoulder and walked out of the hospital, he said with a smile as he walked: "Ah Hao, you have good kung fu in your hands, but this year has long passed the days of beating the world with one hand, and now you want to mix well, rely on ......" He nodded his temples and said, "...... Use your brain!"

Wang Linhao looked dazed: "Brother Jian, I don't understand!"

Sun Jian sneered and said, "Later, you will understand, in a word, you want to sell him, and let him count the money for you!"

Wang Linhao slapped his thigh: "Hey, Brother Jian, I understand when you say that! However, what about the guy who injured Xiaodong and ruined your good deeds?"

Sun Jian's face suddenly sank, he lowered his eyes, thought for a while, and said: "Let him jump around for a while, you have time to find someone to touch the details of this person, you can beat Xiaodong like this, it must not be an ordinary good stubble, you have to know yourself and your opponent! When I finish this transaction, I will personally clean him up!"