For these kids, they are brats who have not grown up in their hearts. Ma Teng just threw four belts on his face and did not absorb their lives.
But for that Mr. Guo, Ma Teng took special care of him.
Don't you like to be cruel? He also raised thugs, and dared to take human lives at a young age. Ma Teng directly absorbed 19/93 of his life for 60 years, and 19/33 of his life was just right for him.
By the way, he kicked his legs to pieces.
After beating the man, Ma Teng woke up from an inexplicable state of mind.
He looked at the people on the ground, and then looked at the man lying on the ground with blood vomiting from his mouth and deformed legs.
It’s been done anyway, and Ma Teng never escapes.
Go to the rain.
He rubbed her little head and said, "Let's go home."
"Ah...oh...ok." The rain pulled Ma Teng's clothes.
However, Ma Teng held Yu Yu's hand. The girl's hands were cold. She must have been quite frightened, but...then she sighed. Every time he saw her numerical value, Ma Teng sighed a little. , only 57 years old.
Although Ma Teng could not give her a complete childhood, he could give her a beautiful flowering season.
"Brother Teng."
Seeing Ma Teng about to leave, a young man ran out of Lao Mo.
Ma Teng didn't look back, got on the horse and took the rain water with him and left.
No one came to stop him.
Even if there were people around him who saw him, the ones who were beaten were all the big boys.
This guy even dared to whip them with a belt, so what else could he dare to do?
"Brother Song, is he the person you mentioned?" Deng Zhiwei chased him out.
Song Yuanjun shook his head, "Although he was wearing a hat and a scarf, he didn't respond in the end. I'm not sure."
"Ah? What should we do?" Deng Zhiwei pointed at the big courtyard boys and a group of street gangsters who were all spraying blood.
"Care? Why? Use the phone here to call the hospital."
"Oh, I'll go now." Deng Zhiwei hurriedly ran in again.
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"It's so cruel and lawless. How come there are such villains in this bright world? Guo Huaizhi, your son was beaten like this, why don't you say anything?" Mother Guo looked at her son's legs with plaster casts and listened. The doctor said that even if the leg is reattached, it probably won't work very well.
Not working? What's the meaning? When I asked, I realized that it meant I couldn't walk.
Mother Guo immediately howled, and the small hospital was filled with her sharp shouts.
"Take care, of course you have to take care of it. How do you want me to take care of it first? Have you found the person? Do you know who it is? Do you know why? I don't know anything. You just know how to yell here. I want you to be less used to it. My child, you are now healed and disabled, now you are satisfied." Guo Huaizhi yelled at the fat woman.
"I'm satisfied? You are satisfied. Now it's better. My son can't go out and stays at home all day. Are you satisfied?
My son, why are you so miserable? Uuuuuuuu..."
Guo Huaizhi looked at this messy scene and felt very annoyed.
He rubbed his head with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and turned around to leave the ward.
"Guo Huaizhi, where are you going? My son is like this and you are not around, where are you going?"
"I'm going to find out who did it. Do you understand? If you keep yelling, I will divorce you. Even if you no longer want a political career, I will let you understand that I am the boss of the whole family." Guo Huaizhi roared, the fat woman , tears came down as soon as she brushed her eyes, turned around and went back to the house, hugged her unconscious son, and started to cry. She didn't care that her son was still in a coma, and her legs were shaken by her, and there was no solidified plaster. There were cracks, and the bones fixed inside were obviously slightly misaligned.
If the person was awake, he would have screamed a long time ago, but now he is in a deep coma and is still mixed with anesthesia.
There were more people in the ward downstairs. Although it was not serious, everyone had red marks on their faces. It looked like they had been slapped with a belt, and they were slapped specifically on the face. What a hatred.
With a bang, the door was kicked open.
The adults in the room looked at their sons on the hospital bed. The woman wiped her tears while the father frowned.
"Director Guo, is Xiaofeng awake?"
"No, have you told me what happened?" Guo Huaizhi stared at the man and said.
"Said, the situation is like this.
Isn't this the weekend? A few boys wanted to go to Lao Mo for a nice meal, but they didn't have tickets, so they could only stand at the door and look at the ones who were easy to bully. In the end, they stopped one who could fight, and the two of them were crippled. The others were basically The teeth were all lost or moved, but according to them, this person kept his hands, otherwise a slap would definitely kill him.
A few boys suffered a little loss, so they went to find a group of gangsters, came over to block the house, and made a move without saying a few words.
Only after taking action did I realize that I had encountered a tough situation, one at a time, and I had no power to fight back.
That's it in the end. "
"This is the result of your police investigation? Where is the person? Have you been caught?"
"Director Guo, do you want us to arrest someone?"
"My son is disabled, and a whole room of people were beaten. If you don't arrest them, who will arrest them? Isn't it illegal to beat people?" Guo Huaizhi said angrily to the middle-aged man, and a group of people in the room looked at him.
This person is not alone, "I just made it very clear, if someone accuses you of blocking the road for robbery, or gathering a crowd, have you ever thought about the consequences?
He beat your son, but what caused it? I don’t need to tell you what your son did when he blocked the road to steal someone else’s meal ticket and then called in thugs when he couldn’t get it. I’m still pressing the matter.
Forget it, I'm just the director of the first division and I can't make the decision. This matter is too big, so I'd better report it and you can go to the higher authorities to get justice for you.
Goodbye, everyone. "The old policeman said and walked out.
"Wait a minute, I know the director of your general bureau."
"Oh? Well, thank you for reminding me. After I report it directly, I will also submit a copy to the General Administration. Thank you, Director Guo, for reminding me."
"Qiu Fengshan, are you really not giving me any face?"
"Director Guo, I told you that I am too small to handle it. I can only submit it to the municipal bureau and the general bureau." After speaking, Director Qiu turned around and left.
Director Guo, who was so angry at the back, had veins bulging in his neck.
How could he not know what their boy's behavior was? It was a typical gangster and bully behavior. Even if he were beaten to death, it would probably be fine.
Unless I use my connections to deal with him, even though I am in the organization department, I am only a small director. Although I have real power, how many people are going to abandon me?
Director Qiu left the hospital and got into a car.
"Let's go back to the bureau. Xiao Cai, you can go to the city bureau and the general bureau to report this matter. When we go back, the information should be ready."
"Okay Director, I will send you to the bureau."
The car was some distance away from the entrance of the bureau and was stopped by two young men.
"What's going on with Xiao Cai?"
"Bureau Qiu, it seems that it was Song Yuanjun from the Song family and Deng Zhiwei from the Deng family. They were the two blocking the car."
"Oh? The two of them? This matter won't involve them, right." Bureau Qiu frowned after speaking.
After saying that, he opened the car door and got out of the car.
"What are you two boys doing here?" Although Qiu Fengshan is only the branch chief, he is also an old official, and he is the same generation as the fathers of these boys.
"Uncle Qiu, isn't this a little trivial? I want to trouble you." Song Yuanjun came over quickly, nodded and bowed.
"No matter what, if you violate discipline, don't come to me. Otherwise, I might be able to arrest you then."
"Oh, Uncle Qiu, how can this be possible? Don't worry, it's just a small matter. It's the person who hit me today. Have you come out?" Song Yuanjun came closer and whispered.
"What's your business here?"
"Yes, uncle. I'm thinking of someone, but I don't know if it's him. I haven't seen him for at least seven or eight years."
"Tell me, tell me, do I recognize you?"
"Ma Dongkun's son, Ma Teng."
"What? That boy?" Qiu Fengshan's eyes widened when he heard the name.
"Uncle Qiu, I just saw a background. He also liked that posture when he hit people. Didn't I have a shadow? But I'm just not sure. The man was wearing a hat and a scarf, and his face and head were almost protected. Yeah, I didn’t see anything." Song Yuanjun said quickly.
"Let's go, get in the car."
"What are you doing?"
"Go find that kid. He's caused a big trouble. Go ask him first.
If it's really him, unless a few old men are found, it's hard to say what will happen if those people help. Qiu Fengshan frowned and got into the car directly.
Seeing Qiu Fengshan get into the car, the two quickly locked their cars and got into the car.
The driver, Xiao Cai, stepped on the accelerator and the car sped off.
Courtyard No. 95, Nanluogu Lane.
When Ma Teng came back, there were not many people in the front yard. They were all crowded in the middle yard, talking about what they had seen this morning.
Seeing Ma Teng coming back, some people greeted Ma Teng, while others pretended not to see him.
It didn't matter, Ma Teng came back one by one.
Yuyu hugged a big paper bag. Along the way, he had forgotten about being frightened and only knew that Ma Teng was very powerful.
Ma Teng asked her to go back to the house first and put the bread away.
Under the gaze of the people in the yard, Yu Yu ran back to the house with a blushing face.
Many people are staring at that paper bag, knowing that there must be something good inside, but they just don't know what it is.
Ma Teng returned home first, and just as he pushed the door open, Yu Yu walked in panting with a book in his hand, and locked the door in his hand.
Ma Teng took his books out of the bag and put them away.
The rain came in, lighting up the fireplace, and the temperature quickly rose.
I made a cup of tea for Ma Teng using the hot water in the thermos, and a cup of malted milk for myself.
Ma Teng was lying on the lounge chair next to him, and Yu Yu was lying on the bedside. Each person had a book, no one disturbed anyone, and the years were quiet and peaceful, nothing more.
