Hong Kong Variety: Starting from Stanley, inmate Zhou Xingxing

Chapter 139

Chuiji pushed his shoulders against Dumbledore and held his shoulders with both hands to prevent them from slipping off his body.

But even if he exerted all his strength, his stiff waist was bent bit by bit.

If outsiders saw this scene, they would be very impressed.

He actually used his not-so-burly body to forcefully support Dumbledore's plump body.

Many people know that Dumble weighs at least more than three hundred pounds.

Although the whole person was covered by Dumble's body.

But Blowing Chicken still persisted.

In fact, if Chuiji had not relied on the breath in his body, he hoped to save his benefactor Dumbledore.

Then he must not be able to bear it.

As time went by, Chuiji felt that his strength was disappearing little by little, and he knew that he could not hold on for much longer.

I felt very sad.

Why did such a thing happen in Dumble's house?

Unfortunately, I can't wait for the answer.

He already felt that he could no longer hold on and would be crushed to death by Dumbledore.

"Ding Ding."

At this time, the big brother phone that had originally hit Uncle Deng rang again.

The crisp sound echoed in the house and immediately spread throughout the building.

Chuiji heard this voice coming from under his own voice and immediately grabbed him to look over.

He saw the Big Brother phone at his feet and felt happy.

However, Chuiji was now using all his strength to support Dumbledore's body, and it was difficult for him to even speak.

Why did you answer the phone?

At this time, Lin Huaile, who was standing in the corridor with his back against the wall, felt his heart tighten when he heard the voice on the phone.

He was very worried whether this call would reveal that he had knocked down Dumble.

And then just sit back and watch.

If outsiders knew about this, Lin Huale's reputation would be extremely bad.

In He Liansheng's Tuo Di, he stood by and watched, which can be explained by the fact that Shenxian Fu is an outsider.

I don't want to save him.

But now, Uncle Deng is the one who worked with Liansheng, and he can also be said to be Lin Huaile's mentor.

He can do this now.

Once he becomes the talker of He Liansheng, no one will doubt that Lin Huaile is a despicable villain.

Those uncles who support Lin Huaile will all change their attitudes.

After all, are you going to support Big D?

Or abstain!

Thinking of this, Lin Huaile's face darkened.

He definitely didn't want to see this happen.

Moreover, the phone in the house kept ringing, as if calling for someone to die.

Every second was stimulating Lin Huaile's nerves, and his forehead had become wrinkled like a Shar-Pei dog.

His cheeks were also twitching to the rhythm of the phone ringing.

Finally, Lin Huaile suddenly jumped up from the wall and rushed directly into the house.

He decided that that couldn't happen.

The cockroach is not dead yet.

Dumbledore can still be saved.

He still has a chance.

"call!"

Lin Huaile rushed into the house, and the ringing of the phone just stopped.

And his figure also appeared in front of Chuiji, and even if he wanted to retreat, it was too late.

At this time, Lin Huaile could not help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Uncle Deng's whole body hanging in the air.

As long as Dumbledore wasn't thrown to death.

Then what happened next would not happen to Lin Huaile.

"Uncle Dumbledore, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Huaile shouted loudly, and then reached out to support Deng Bo's body.

Dumble's body was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

However, it did make Blowing Chicken breathe a sigh of relief.

It gave him the strength to speak.

"Ale, where did you die just now? I've been holding you back for a long time!"

"Chuiji, stop being verbose and get Uncle Deng up quickly!" How could Lin Huaile pay attention to Chuiji's complaints.

Even if he knew that he didn't want to come in to save Dumbledore for a while.

so what?
Now that Dumbledore is in a coma, is there any evidence to prove it?

If not, history would not have been made through his words.

As for what Chuaji said, how many people believe it?

With Lin Huaile's efforts, Dumble was successfully moved to the sofa.

At this time, Lin Huaile was panting from exhaustion and aching all over.

And Chui Ji was like a yak that had been crushed to death. His face was bloodless, his mouth was open to the limit, he was breathing heavily, and even spit out the snake's head.

If you didn’t know better, you would have thought that the cockroach was playing the role of a Shar-Pei!
The two faced each other, and neither of them spoke.

Lin Huaile didn't want to pay attention to the cockroach.

And Chuiji didn't have the energy to pay attention to Lin Huaile.

One minute later, Lin Huaile was about to suggest calling an ambulance to take Uncle Deng to the hospital.

The phone of the big brother who happened to be blowing chicken rang again at this time.

Seeing this, Chuiji moved his body with difficulty, wanting to go over and pick up the phone.

But after several attempts, I couldn't get up from the sofa.

Seeing this situation, Lin Huaile bent down to pick up the phone for Chuiji and handed it to him.

After all, in the Hong Kong community, who dares to call the talker of He Liansheng like this!

If someone is looking for a bragging rights during the tie-win.

All it takes is a phone call.

If there is no connection, wait for the caller to call back.

No one takes bragging seriously anyway.

He didn't get the call, and whatever news he missed was his business.

And every time Chuiji encounters such a situation, he will call back.

Because it was embarrassing for Chuji to know his identity. In order to avoid missing important information, he naturally had to be more proactive.

And he also knew that Chen Xuran was the only one who would call him continuously like this.

At this time, Chuiji looked at the Big Brother phone call right in front of him and wanted to reach out to pick it up, but he didn't have enough strength in his hand.

When Lin Huaile saw this, he immediately showed a faint smile, pressed the answer button and handed it to him.

However, he was not so kind.

After pressing the answer button, he pressed the speakerphone again.

In this way, he could hear the content of the phone call clearly.

Just now, Lin Huaile heard the conversation between Uncle Deng and Chui Ji outside the door.

I know that the braggadocio has big D’s evidence.

But he didn't get it anymore.

But in the hands of his horseman Chen Xuran.

The phone has rang several times now, and it should be Chen Xuran calling.

"Hey, blowjob, why are you flying? Are you going to Xiguan to pick up women?"

The call was connected, and Chen Xuran's unhappy roar came immediately.

But I told Blowing Chicken to wait for his call.

But if he didn't answer the phone several times in a row, an ordinary person would be very angry.

Not to mention a martial artist like Chen Xuran who is extremely powerful.

"Ah Ran, I..." Chuiji heard Chen Xuran's voice, and a smile suddenly appeared on his bloodless face.

When he heard it was a loudspeaker, he wanted to remind Chen Xuran.

But before Huadou finished speaking, he heard the roar from Chen Xuran.

"Choiji, you are not dead, are you? I ask you, I asked you to find Uncle Deng, did you go?"

Chen Xuran didn't know that Lin Huaile was right next to the phone.

And he listened to everything he just said word for word.

At the same time, I never expected that something incredible would happen in Dumbledore's home.

But it’s something that makes sense.

"Ah Ran, I'm going!" Chuiji found it difficult to speak now.

He didn't even have the strength to raise his hand, so he had no choice but to let Lin Huaile listen.

"Go, then why did you become like this?" Chen Xuran heard the sound of cock blowing coming from the phone, as if he had been crushed by hundreds of fat women, leaving him hanging with a breath. .

In his understanding, Chuji went to talk to Dumbledore.

There will be no danger at all.

Now it becomes like this.

Or it's just pretending.

Or it's just acting.

After all, Dumbledore is an old fox.

And blowing chicken is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and it is inevitable to guess what secrets there are between the two of them.

Therefore, Chen Xuran became seriously vigilant.

He has a hunch.

There is someone around when blowing chicken.

And was listening to him.

Is this person Dumbledore or someone else?

Then Chen Xuran couldn't be sure.

But one thing is for sure, he has to be careful what he says.

Can't be caught.

"Ah Ran, something happened here. If you're not in a hurry, call back later!"

I don't have the energy to speak now.

Use all your strength to say this.

Originally, I had been expecting a call from Chen Xuran, wanting the evidence in his hand that Big D had arrested Lin Huaile's son Danny.

But now, Dumble is unconscious.

Even if Chen Xuran puts evidence in front of him, it will have no effect.

Therefore, Chuiji didn't want to continue chatting with Chen Xuran.

He wanted to call the hospital and ask the hospital to send an ambulance to drag him and Dumble to the hospital.

Blowing Chicken felt that his body was very uncomfortable.

Something felt wrong all over my lungs.

Every breath felt like there wasn't enough oxygen.

Even after breathing to the end, I still feel out of breath.

My mind started to feel a little dizzy.

Chen Xuran, who was on the other end of the phone, was silent for two seconds after hearing what Chuiji said.

If I had just talked to him like this.

It will definitely kill him.

But now, Chen Xuran clearly felt that something happened over there.

And the matter is not trivial, and it is very likely to have something to do with Uncle Deng.

Otherwise, the cock-player wouldn't look like he was half-dead.

"Chuiji, did something happen to Uncle Deng? Lin Huaile did it?"

Chen Xuran remembered that peace was the most important thing.

Lin Huaile pushed Dumbledore down the stairs in order to be re-elected.

The final solution was for Zhan Mizi to sit down as the talker with Liansheng and place the faucet stick next to Deng Bo's coffin.

Therefore, Chen Xuran has reason to guess that something happened to Uncle Deng now.

And it was Lin Huaile who did it.

Chen Xuran's words immediately made Chuiji's face paler.

At the same time, Lin Huaile's face turned livid.

He just rushed into the house to save Dumbledore because he didn't want to be suspected that Dumbledore's coma was related to him.

But Chen Xuran's words directly concluded that it was Lin Huale who did it.

Not even mentioning the reason.

This made Lin Huaile very panicked.

In the Lian Sheng match, Chen Xuran had no friendship with Lin Huaile.

And it's still in a hostile state.

After all, Lin Huaile wanted to put the matter of Shenxianfu directly on Chen Xuran's head.

Later, Chen Xuran saw through it and scolded Lin Huaile until he was bloody.

So, just blow the chicken to make a sound of affirmation.

Then Chen Xuran will definitely make things bigger.

Dumble was going to the hospital, it was inevitable.

In the morning, Big D sent Shenxian Fu to the hospital, and the entire Hong Kong Island was criticizing He Liansheng for bullying the old man.

Now, Lin Huaile sent Uncle Deng to the hospital again.

That and Lian Sheng have confirmed the fact that they do not respect the seniors.

In this way, He Liansheng will definitely be able to hold his head high in the Hong Kong community.

Lin Huaile knows this, so naturally Chuiji knows this.

He also knew that although Chen Xuran had now joined He Liansheng.

But he has no sense of belonging to Liansheng.

Even if Heliansheng's brand name was humiliated, he didn't care.

Just care about your own interests.

This is also one of the reasons why Chen Xuran forced Chen Xuran to find Uncle Deng.

Chuiji glanced at Lin Huale and knew what he was worried about.

Blinking his eyes, he motioned to float him up.

Lin Huaile knew that he was the one who did this.

Then it will be completely impossible to get rid of the troubles on your body.

Lin Huaile saw the wink Chuiji gave him and immediately knew what he meant.

He hurriedly lifted the cock up and carefully put the phone to his mouth.

"Ah Ran, it's nothing, I'm just exhausted and won't talk anymore!"

"Blow cock, you."

Lin Huaile got the result he wanted, and hung up the phone without waiting for Chen Xuran to continue speaking.

Otherwise, the longer the delay, the greater the chance of being seen through by Chen Xuran.

"call!"

After hanging up the phone, Lin Huaile couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He put the phone down casually.

This big brick is very heavy, and my wrist was sore just holding it.

And Chuiji also breathed a sigh of relief.

But he suddenly felt his heart beating violently, and a powerful stinging pain instantly reached the cerebral cortex.

In an instant, Chuiji knew that his body might be in big trouble. He didn't know where the strength came from, and he suddenly raised his arm and grabbed Lin Huale's collar directly.

'"Blow chicken, what do you want to do, open and close!"

Lin Huaile didn't know the condition of Chuji's body. He felt his clothes being grabbed and immediately began to struggle.

But I didn't expect that the strength of blowing the cock would be so great.

He tried hard to break it open several times, but it didn't even break.

When Lin Huaile saw Chuiji's flushed face, he was stunned.

Chuiji saw Lin Huaile's frightened eyes and shouted with all his strength: "Ale, save me, save me."

"I'll call Bai Che immediately, hold on!"

Lin Huaile looked like he was having a heart attack when he saw Chui Ji. He was immediately frightened and panicked. He hurriedly picked up the phone he had just put down and quickly pressed 999.

"Hey, Mingxin Hospital, send an ambulance quickly. Two people here have suffered heart attacks."

Lin Huaile is a professional when it comes to creating exaggerated emotions.

The operator got serious when he heard something big happened with two people.

"Sir, where is your place?"

"No. 118 Fu Tu Street, Yau Ma Tei!"

"Which floor is it on? Is there an elevator?"

"No, this is a tenement building with a spiral staircase. You need a stretcher. Come on, money is not an issue. I'll pay three times the cost!"

After hearing Lin Huaile's words that the interview would cost three times, the operator was obviously a little excited.

On Hong Kong Island, there are public and private hospitals.

Naturally, the ambulance was also involved.

If it is public, the cost is low, but the efficiency is also low.

But private hospitals are different.

If you have money, ambulance helicopters can queue up.

"Okay, sir, don't worry, I'll contact a professional ambulance immediately!"

(End of this chapter)