(My son is sick and has been admitted to the hospital. That¡¯s all the updates for tonight. The rest will be coded at the hospital.
There is no hospital bed, and I am still in the treatment room, vomiting profusely.)
The hotel suite is covered with red carpets and embroidered with black and white lines, so it doesn¡¯t look cluttered.
Several capable men were leaning against the door and near the window. They were all elite members of the small gang that Babu had previously controlled.
It is common for such a big family to have its own power in the city. Except for the biggest boss, they don't know the specific confidence. Ye Qingluo and Zhang Huchen use private channels, so they naturally don't worry about leaks.
"I like this kind of directness, I like it very much!" Ye Qingluo returned to the real world and wore famous brands, like a rich young master.
Even if Zhang Huchen gets his white teeth again and faces Ye Qingluo, he can't compare to his sunshine.
"Beat him until his feces and urine flow out, and then he will have a long memory!" Zhang Huchen explained his purpose again, which made Ye Qingluo's expression a little weird.
"Master Hu, that's Maizi's father, you can really do it!" Ye Qingluo grinned, thinking that Master Hu's character is so tough that even his father-in-law can hit him!
"So what, since he can't take care of his son, let him have a chance to be rebelled by his subordinates." Zhang Huchen felt that after this battle, Maizi's family might be severely impacted.
"Similar to the original Swordsman scene, the battle between Heiyun Ridge and Yingzui Cliff fully illustrates the darkness of people's hearts. The mountain king above was seriously injured. The little boss below will definitely have something to worry about. When the time comes, just the struggle for power will remove the wheat from the main contradiction and reduce countless pressures. Without the protection of force, no matter how glamorous the appearance is, They are just fruits waiting to be harvested.
Conflicts are intensifying internally, and there are people watching eagerly from outside. Maizi's father is afraid that he will cut off his tail and escape this time. Even if it means sacrificing his own interests, he will kill all the opponents. On the contrary, Maizi's own strength is not damaged, and he still has the care of his uncle, and there may be more. Good harvest.
Inside the car, Zhang Huchen thought over the entire plan and understood Maizi's strength. I have more admiration and love for this decisive and courageous woman.
A sense of accomplishment. A little bit, Maizi didn't take strong action against his father because of his vow to his mother, but this time the slap in the face was more severe than the loss of money.
¡°Perhaps, Maizi¡¯s mother died so early, and there are still many unknown secrets in it. Otherwise, Maizi's uncle wouldn't be stalking him to death and engaging in endless battles.
As the old saying goes, when two tigers fight, one of them will be injured! Such frequent battles will only make it easier for outsiders.
"Have you rested well?" Zhang Huchen asked Ye Qingluo. Compared with ordinary people, Ye Zi's attributes do not exceed much. His expertise lies in control.
"When you come back, it's like raising pigs. You eat and sleep. After you sleep and eat, you are in good spirits!" Ye Qingluo compared the muscles of his upper arms and made a toned posture, but it was not obvious, so he could only smile awkwardly.
"Okay, let's set off. Your mission is to respond. Don't use skills until the moment of death!" Zhang Huchen said in the private channel.
"Understood, I specially got some hidden weapons. The weapon I am using now is a prism needle!" Ye Qingluo opened his pocket, and stuffed inside were triangular steel needles as long as his little finger and as thick as a pencil lead. They are not very lethal, but they are also powerful. The fatal effect is not a problem at all with Ye Qingluo's operating skills.
"Show the plate and show it to the brothers!" Zhang Huchen saw these capable men and looked down on a young man like Ye Qingluo, so he asked him to show his majesty to these people.
He moved his hand towards his waist, and there were three steel needles between his fingers. He pierced the wall with his hand. The steel needles gathered on the wall to form an isosceles triangle, and in the center, there was a steel needle embedded in it. Needle.
The steel needle that penetrated into the wall made several men feel wary, and they looked at Ye Qingluo with more respect.
They were all hanging out on the streets until such a man represented so much lethality that if he wanted to, it would not take even a second to kill someone like them.
They are all bullies and are afraid of the strong. There is nothing to worry about. Ye Qingluo has experienced big scenes, so he naturally doesn't care about the respect and caution of these men.
"Since you don't need to rest, let's set off immediately. If we finish things early, we can get out early." Zhang Huchen didn't want to waste time. Even if the target got the news, there was no extra preparation time.
??A car parked at the side entrance outside the hotel??, the driver is a black man with an afro, thick lips, and white teeth, who looks as ferocious as a wild beast.
The tattoo on his face turned out to be a Chinese character - anger!
"This is a man who loves culture and is worth cultivating!" Zhang Huchen said to Ye Qingluo in the private channel.
"They don't know the meaning of the words, they just think that such symbols have some mystery. Ye Qingluo knows the purpose of these people, so he doesn't find it strange. Even a certain boxing champion in the 1990s knew how to do it. Poems, engraved on the arm." Of course, the purpose at that time was very simple, just for broadcasting and ratings.
For example, some time ago, a certain enlarged version of Brother Chun used that oriental face on the basketball court to gain a double harvest in both event broadcasting and business. As for his skills, everyone can see it.
The man driving the car won the admiration of Zhang Huchen, so during the process of driving, the two chatted happily.
The afro's name is Ain, and he is of mixed race. Of course, most people in this land are of mixed race. The reason why he joined the gang is because there are a lot of children in the family who are going to school. He has already supported two younger sisters. A younger brother, and four children, await his income.
Although the gangs are more dangerous and may die on the streets at any time, the income makes people like moths drawn to the flame, and they can't help themselves.
Although Ye Qingluo admired this man, he didn't care much about him.
"There are too many weaknesses. Concern for his family is the way to kill him!" Ye Qingluo said, and Zhang Huchen also agreed. As long as one of these brothers and sisters is threatened, I am afraid that this man will become a hidden member of the gang. Of course, if the gangsters didn't use threats and blackmail, then this man would really be a good subordinate.
The car drove for a while and stopped in a place full of tall buildings.
The location marked on the map is here.
"Zi Zi, go find a shelter nearby and get a motorcycle. Sometimes, the people who take care of you are not trustworthy!" Zhang Huchen felt that for some things, it is better to be prepared.
After all, we are unfamiliar with the place we live in. If we encounter some emergency situations without second-hand preparation, I am afraid that something bad will happen.