The two people in the corridor were defenseless. Even Hu Hai would not have thought that someone would dare to attack him in his own territory.
Wen Tai never dreamed that he, a police chief, would be plotted against.
The wooden stick was only as thick as an arm and not long. It looked like a sickle handle and hit him directly on the head.
Although it is not fatal, it is just a little dizzy and there is blood flowing out. However, the so-called pig urine soaking people is not painful but only annoying.
He couldn't help but become angry from embarrassment, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the person coming.
This man was extremely ordinary, not tall and young, less than twenty years old. However, the muscles on his bare arms were strong, as if he had practiced "Kung Fu" randomly for several years.
The man didn't expect that a stick couldn't knock down an unsuspecting person, so he couldn't help but froze, and then he reacted immediately, and then hit him with another stick, just like a teacher hitting a child who made a mistake, the shot was clean and neat, and it was natural. .
"Hmph!" Wen Tai snorted coldly. He raised his left hand suddenly to block the falling stick. His right hand suddenly clenched into a fist and hit the opponent's chin with an uppercut.
If this punch is carried out, the opponent will definitely be knocked down. At that time, we will slowly interrogate who has the courage to attack him?
The man was startled and reacted quickly enough. He suddenly turned his head and barely managed to avoid Wen Tai's heavy punch attack.
With a "bang" sound, his fist landed on the wall behind the man, and a few pieces of lime fell off. It was a powerful force. If he had been slower to dodge, the consequences would have been disastrous.
However, that man was not a vegetarian either. The stick struck again and hit Wen Tai on the head.
Wen Tai was furious and reached for his gun.
At this moment, there was a sudden roar from behind, and a powerful force hit him. Unable to stop himself, he was knocked against the wall in front of him, and a voice also sounded from behind. :"What happened?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, why did you hit someone?" Zheng Bajin stared blankly at Wen Tai, who was knocked to pieces.
When the man saw Wen Tai's gun, he couldn't help being frightened. He turned around and ran away, a few minutes faster than a rabbit. In a blink of an eye, he disappeared from the corridor and turned out to the safe exit. He cursed in his heart: "Hu Zhong, this kid To harm me, why is there a gun? It must be the police."
Wen Tai wiped the blood from his face and looked at Zheng Bajin in disbelief, thinking: Damn, this guy did it on purpose.
The blood on his face was half from the boy's head just now and half from his nose from hitting the wall. The most important thing is that the place on my back where the door hit me still hurts terribly, as if the bones are about to break.
By the way, who is that kid? You really don’t have eyesight, why are you missing? If I catch you, I will definitely let you die without a burial place!
"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it. By the way, why are you standing at the door? It's so late at night! Why is your face covered with blood?" Zheng Bajin glanced at the man who had escaped, calmed down, and pretended He asked innocently, looking like he had just woken up.
"Damn it, can't you go out for a walk?" Wen Tai was so angry that his teeth itched, but when he got angry, he pulled the bones on his back and almost sat down in pain.
However, he is not an ordinary person, how can he show weakness in front of a junior, and just secretly thought in his heart: His face is covered with blood? Don’t you have any clue?
"Come on, come on, hurry up and go to the hospital. Don't hurt the nose bones. If the nose collapses like this, it will really damage the image." Hu Hai seemed to understand what was going on, pretending not to know why, and he was concerned about it. He also took out a piece of paper to stuff the other party's body to prevent the bleeding from continuing.
Wen Tai took the paper and touched his nose, gritting his teeth in pain.
It seems that tonight's task cannot be completed, everything is like this, the injury on the body is serious, I have to go to the hospital to see if it is true as Hu Hai said, how can I survive in the future? Do I have to wear it when I sit on the stage to speak? A nose piece? What does that look like?
He glared at Zheng Bajin fiercely and thought to himself, I am not done with you, I will deal with you slowly.
Hu Hai had already stood up for him and said he must go to the hospital.
Zheng Bajin stood blankly on the spot, looking at a loss. He wanted to laugh in his heart, but suddenly he was a little worried. Did the kid escape just now?
At the same time, a figure was waiting under the shade of a tree not far from Jichuan Hotel, waiting for the young man who had escaped.
"Damn it, why is he carrying a gun? If I knew his identity, no matter how much money I paid, I wouldn't do it." The man's name was Yan Jin, pointing at Hu Zhong in front of him, and said as irrationally as possible.
"Stop talking nonsense. The person you beat is the police chief. Take the money quickly and run as far as you can. Don't ever come back. Otherwise, your kid will die even worse." Hu Zhong did not explain, but said A roll of banknotes was thrust into his hand, "This is five thousand. I'll give you three thousand more. Why don't you leave quickly?"
"Huh, I've suffered a lot from you!" The man said, picked up the money, turned around and ran away without a trace.
"Hmph!" Hu Zhong snorted coldly, looking at Wen Tai who was being helped down from a distance, he couldn't help but frown, "Why are you so harsh? Didn't you agree to hit him with a stick and run away to lure him away? Is that enough?”
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Zheng Bajin had no time to take care of Zhao Qian, but stood in front of the window.
Through the gap in the curtains, Jichuan street lights looked like a long dragon. The night was beautiful. However, he had no intention of admiring it. Instead, he felt a little uneasy in his heart and showed a trace of unhappiness on his face.
Just because Wen Tai was sent to the hospital does not mean that the matter is over. There may be bigger storms ahead.
I wonder if the people behind it will give up, and what tricks will they come up with?
He must continue, no matter how powerful the enemy is, Zhao Qian was brought out by herself. If her life is ruined just this night, besides having an uneasy conscience, the most important thing is how she will explain to Mr. Yang in the future.
She was Mr. Yang's former subordinate, someone he favored, and at the same time, she was also the daughter of his friend. No matter what, Mr. Yang would never see her being killed.
However, I can't rely on Mr. Yang for everything. Especially at this time, I shouldn't push Mr. Yang forward from afar and expose his trump card in advance.
Moreover, given the strong background of the enemy, it may not be easy for Mr. Yang to come forward. After all, the county magistrate is not as good as the current one.
At this time, a black Poussin parked in front of the hotel. The door opened automatically. A man got out of the car and ran to the passenger side to open the door.
A fat man got out of the car, covered his face with his hands, and strode into the hotel lobby.
Zheng Bajin's heart couldn't help but sink. Judging from his figure, this person was obviously Wen Da.
What is he here for? Are you going to pick someone up in person?
If this is the case, we can't just find someone to hit and run away like we did with Wen Tai.
If the same trick is used twice, it won't work.
No, this guy was driving a 212 just now. Why has it been replaced by a Poussin now? Is this a self-depreciation or something?
