Min Congda put away the gun.
After he returned from San Antonio in the playoffs last year, he obtained a gun license in Los Angeles and bought this gun for self-defense.
The United States is still a very dangerous place. Although the apartment he lives in is of high quality, it is not a wealthy area after all, and there are not so many security guards.
Min Congda is another well-known figure. Last time Donaghy was shot and killed, Min Congda lamented that the world is very dangerous.
In addition, he was obstructing and playing dirty tricks in the Great Western Forum incident, so he was naturally worried about others retaliating against him.
Then it is very reasonable for him to buy a gun and keep it at home.
"Ada? What are you doing here so late? What happened?"
Min Congda was still very cautious, fastened the anti-theft chain on the door, opened the door and asked.
As a result, he saw Ada standing at the door with runny nose and tears, thinking what happened?
Ada wiped her tears and said: "Mr. Smart, please help me. My dad was attacked, he was shot, and he is now sent to the hospital, but...but we are all worried...worried...please help us. "
Min Congda was a little confused. What about filming a TV series? Why was Marcella shot?
Min Congda opened the door first and let Ada in. Ada fell into Min Congda's arms and cried bitterly.
"It's okay, it's okay...why didn't you call me?"
"I called, but you didn't answer."
Min Congda remembered that he had turned off his mobile phone while watching the game. He did not want to be disturbed.
Coupled with the intense competition, he never looked at his phone.
"Calm down, don't worry, which hospital is your dad in? Why was he shot?"
Ada calmed down her emotions and said that her family was having dinner in a restaurant. When they were about to leave after eating, a gunman suddenly broke in and shot Marcella with a pistol. Marcella fell directly into a pool of blood.
After reacting, Ada, her mother, and brother immediately called the hospital, and Marcella was taken to the hospital by ambulance.
In the hospital, her mother kept calling her uncle Christopher, who asked them to stay in the ward, saying that someone might come to attack Marcella.
Ada was very scared. She thought that Min Congda might be able to help, so she kept calling but no one answered.
Five minutes later, Christopher called again and said that he was leaving Los Angeles temporarily. He told Ada to ask Mr. Smart for help, and then hung up the phone in a hurry.
Ada had no choice but to continue calling Min Congda, but no one answered. Min Congda was enjoying watching the game and didn't even look at his phone.
So Ada could only drive to Min Congda's apartment and knock on the door.
Fortunately, Min Congda was at home, and Ada felt that all her strength had been drained.
Although he didn't know what happened, Min Congda realized that something big must have happened in the Andolini family.
Min Congda is not a person who is afraid of trouble. Christopher's son cheated him in business, but the pizza is really delicious, and Christopher and his friends helped a lot with the Great Western Forum Arena.
Marcella is a nice person, and Ada is even more conscientious and takes good care of Min Congda.
He has to take care of this matter.
Min Congda immediately called Sloan in Cleveland, informed Sloan of the general situation, and asked him to arrange a group of people from the security company to go to the hospital to protect Ada's family.
"Money is not a problem, the team will provide it, each person will pay 10,000 US dollars a day, starting from today!"
Min Congda never misses any opportunity to spend money randomly.
Ask Ada's family to make arrangements for ten thousand dollars a day. It is estimated that they all want to live in Ada's house and will not leave.
A big reward must be rewarded by brave men. Sloan immediately called the security company headquarters in Los Angeles. Soon eight experienced security workers went to the hospital where Marcella was staying to protect him closely.
"Ada, it's okay for now. Your father has his own destiny, and he will get better."
Although Marcella was shot several times, the gunman didn't know whether it was because of nervousness or poor marksmanship, but none of his shots hit his vitals.
If it hurts, it must be because of the beating, and if it dies, it must mean that it was not killed.
Now that there is another group of professional protectors in the hospital, it will be even harder for him to die.
Ada finally felt relieved, but her tears kept flowing.
She had never thought about why her father was shot for no apparent reason.
The originally peaceful life at home suddenly fell into a huge crisis.
A strong feeling of powerlessness came over her. She was sitting on the sofa in the living room, tears dripping down her white cheeks and falling on the floor. Her hair, which was neatly combed every day, was spread around her shoulders, making me feel like she was there. pity.
Min Congda poured a glass of sherry for Ada to drink to calm down her shock, then went to the bathroom to twist a hot towel with hot water and let her wipe away her tears.
"Ada, did your father have any enemies? I remember he ran a sports equipment store, right? How could he be shot by a gunman?"
Ada shook her head and said, "I don't know. Dad never told me about his work. But when he was young, he offended some people. At that time, he hung out with his uncle, who painted houses."
"Painting the house? What happened to the house painting?"
Min Congda remembered that when Ada first introduced Christopher to him, she said that he had painted houses when he was young.
Min Congda only thought that Christopher worked as a painter or mason when he was young.
"Painting the house means...he used to be a killer, specializing in killing people for the mafia, gangs or some big shots."
"What? Christopher is a killer?"
Min Congda originally thought that Christopher would just do some stealing and robbery when he was young, hang out with a group of bad friends, and open a restaurant and live a normal life when he is old.
Who knew that this man had been in the underworld for a long time and was still a blood-stained killer.
If Christopher is the killer, what about Marcella? Is he also the leader of the gang?
"What about your dad? He's also...a mafia guy?"
"I don't know, I really don't know. When I was very young, my dad was in the garbage hauling business and he had a truck. Later, he bought a few more trucks and hired drivers to drive them, and he drove them himself. A laundromat. Then later, when I was in middle school, he opened what is now the sports equipment store, and he still runs those businesses to this day."
Garbage trucks, laundromats, sports equipment stores... they all seem to be serious businesses, but they also feel a little informal.
"By the way, I remember when I was in elementary school, during the summer vacation, my father drove me and my two brothers to Palm Springs for surfing. Halfway through the car, my father suddenly stopped the car on the side of the road and said that he had something to do and had to leave. He left the three of us on the side of the road and left. He came back more than an hour later, said he had met an old friend, and took us to continue surfing without saying anything."
"But, I was sitting in the front row at that time, and I looked at his hand holding the steering wheel, which seemed to be bruised by something. I asked him what was wrong with his hand, and he said it was fine and refused to let me see his hand again. hand……"
Ada recalled the past events of her childhood, and something was wrong everywhere.
If you don’t think about many things, everything is fine, but when you think about it, it’s all frightening details.
Min Congda also felt the same, because he went back to his room and glanced at the TV and watched the game... Halfway through the third quarter, the Clippers had already taken the lead!
Jeremy Lin hit a chasing three-pointer in the counterattack!
The Clippers 66:60, overtaking the Cavaliers by 6 points!
"Holy shit, what kind of horror story is this?"
Some people died, but not completely...
