Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 232: This dog is quite obedient.

early morning.

Hong Kong guy.

After the Mercedes-Benz came out of the Hung Hom Tunnel, it headed straight for Repulse Bay Road. At this point, even the bustling neon lights on both sides of Victoria Harbor had gone out.

Wu Zhihui sat in his seat, listening to the latest news bulletin coming from the car radio, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

He had already imagined Superintendent Zeng's furious look in his mind.

When the man surnamed Zeng realizes that all he has done is to help him make a wedding dress, help him clear the obstacles and give him this plate from the North District, he will probably be angry for a long time.

The car drove forward, and after entering Repulse Bay Road, drove straight along the road, and finally stopped in front of a private clinic.

Tian Yangyi and Tian Yangyi were standing at the door smoking. When they saw Wu Zhihui getting out of the car, they immediately walked down and said hello: "Brother Hui."

"Well, hard work."

Wu Zhihui nodded, and entered the clinic under the leadership of Tian Yangyi. He looked inside through the window. In a streamlined ward, Lisa was busy in doctor's uniform, with a mask covering her face. , only showing a pair of eyes.

Beside her, Tianyang Si, also wearing a white coat, stood next to Lisa and was in charge of helping.

"Brother Hui."

Abu walked up and gestured with his lips: "The blue guy was quite able to resist. He was shot three times and was still semi-conscious when he was pulled back."

"It's quite lucky."

Wu Zhihui nodded, and several people came out again, took out cigarettes and lit them.

"I think we still have to build a smaller private hospital ourselves."

Wu Zhihui looked back at the private clinic: "If you need it, you can treat yourself, and you will save a lot of trouble."

There are free public medical resources in Xiangjiang. It sounds like there is no need to spend money to see a doctor, but if you really want to enjoy the benefits, just wait in line slowly. However, private hospitals are very expensive.

Although they wear bulletproof vests every time they take action, no one knows whether the bulletproof vests will be able to cover them next time. If something goes wrong and they are taken to the hospital, there will be a lot of trouble.

"Abu."

Wu Zhihui turned to look at Abu: "You can discuss this with Lisa later. She knows many doctors. See if any professional doctors are willing to come to Xiangjiang."

"Let's help Lisa open a small clinic with the conditions for surgery. I will arrange for people to prepare the specific procedures. In the future, if the brothers have a small disaster, they can do it themselves. What do you think? !”

"Of course, thank you, boss!"

After listening to Wu Zhihui's words, Abu immediately nodded in agreement: "Lisa also told me that it was too boring, but that owning her own clinic has always been her dream, and she will definitely be very happy."

"It's okay."

Wu Zhihui nodded happily, and the matter was settled. Abu then described to Wu Zhihui the specific situation that happened in Nan Sang Wai tonight.

"Tsk tsk."

Wu Zhihui was dumbfounded when he heard this: "This man named Zeng is quite ruthless. He will do whatever he says and kill no one."

Since he had summoned the Flying Tigers, he was here to kill them.

"Yue Nanzi is fine."

Abu continued: "Basically, it can be concluded that Yue Nanzi and the person named Zeng are definitely related. In the evening, Yue Nanzi did not face Lian Haolong at all, but arranged for some Mazi to act as cannon fodder. Feihu As soon as the team arrived, all the Yue Nan boys ran away."

"Ah."

Wu Zhihui nodded, smoked a cigarette with squinted eyes, and silently calculated in his mind.

This Poujie named Zeng has suffered such a big setback this time, and he will definitely not give up. Poujie must find some opportunity to kill this person named Zeng.

10 minute later.

Lisa walked out, took off her mask and wiped the sweat on her forehead with a tissue: "Okay, the bullet has been taken out."

"He was shot three times, but fortunately it didn't hit any vital points, and it didn't cause heavy bleeding. Otherwise, with my level, it would be difficult to save him."

Lisa's level is limited, and the conditions are simple, so it's already very good to be able to handle it well.

"Thank you, our Miss Lisa."

Wu Zhihui looked at the mixed-race Lisa in front of him, bared his teeth and said with a smile: "I just discussed with Abu. We can set up a clinic ourselves and let you be in charge. I wonder if you are interested?"

"real?!"

Listening to Wu Zhihui's words, Lisa's eyes lit up: "If that's the case, that would be great. I have always wanted to own a clinic of my own."

"it is good."

Seeing Lisa agreeing, Wu Zhihui nodded happily: "Then it's settled. Sisi can stay in the clinic if she has nothing to do. You are responsible for reporting the necessary medical equipment, and I will arrange for someone to handle the rest."

"Uh-huh."

Lisa nodded briskly: "It just so happens that my master is from Xiangjiang. I'll go talk to him. I think he should be very interested in coming back to work."

After finalizing the matter, Wu Zhihui stood outside the window and glanced at Luo Tianhong, who was still awake inside: "Watch him. If he wants to leave, let him go."

"Really let him go?"

Abu hesitated.

"Ah."

Seeing Wu Zhihui nodding, he said nothing more and left the clinic. Wu Zhihui returned home, washed briefly, and lay down to sleep.

Still have a few hours to rest.

the next morning.

It's daylight.

The morning sun climbed up from the sky, illuminating the city with its golden light. The beam of light shone through the window of the clinic and fell on Luo Tianhong.

Luo Tianhong suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the white ceiling above his head. He subconsciously wanted to sit up, but was restricted by pain, and his vision went dark and he almost fell down.

"woke up?"

Abu stepped in, pulled a stool and sat down next to the hospital bed: "I thought you wouldn't be able to survive, but I didn't expect that your life is so tough, and you didn't even die."

"Humph."

Luo Tianhong snorted coldly and looked at Abu coldly: "You are not dead, so how can I die?"

He held the hospital bed with his hands and struggled to sit up and lean against the headboard, stroking the three gunshot wounds on his arms, shoulders, and thighs, and thin beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Tian Yangsheng, you will be there tonight too."

Luo Tianhong looked at Abu sitting opposite: "Did you send that batch of goods? It's not Yue Nanzai at all."

"Yes."

Abu did not deny it, and nodded generously and admitted: "It is indeed us. Originally, we wanted to play a bright card and let you loyal and faithful fight Yue Nanzai, and then we would reap the benefits."

"But who would have thought that you would arrange for someone to shoot someone named Zeng, and then he would directly drag the Flying Tigers over. We were so scared that we ran away without even daring to show our faces."

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Luo Tianhong opened his mouth, somewhat unwillingly, and asked: "Brother Long..."

"Dead. Not only is he dead, but all of you who showed up at the scene faithfully today were killed. There is not a single one left alive."

Abu returned bluntly: "It's not like you haven't seen it. He, Lian Haolong, is too fat, has a big target and can't run. They beat him into a sieve. Even if the Lord of Hell comes, he won't be able to save him."

"The Flying Tigers are war machines that work closely together. In front of them, ordinary people are simply not strong enough to fight against them."

"."

Luo Tianhong fell silent again after hearing this, and sat expressionlessly on the hospital bed. After a while, he raised his head again: "Why save me?"

"Fuck off the street, you still have the nerve to say that."

Abu listened to his question and said angrily: "We have already started to evacuate, but who knew you would roll down the slope and roll in front of us. Now I seriously doubt whether you deliberately came towards us. Rolling on the edge."

"Our brother Jiahui is kind-hearted and has always attached great importance to talents. Although you deserve a beating, you still have the arrogance and strength."

"So Brother Hui asked us to bring you back and help you take care of your wounds. You are very lucky. You are not going to die."

Speaking of it.

He leaned forward and said, "How about this? From now on, you can follow us. We are old acquaintances. We have fought against each other in northern Myanmar."

"Now that your Brother Long has fallen, even Haodong has been killed by the police, and so has Wang Bao. Why don't you follow Brother Hui?"

"Ah."

Luo Tianhong sneered, and the blue bangs in front of his forehead fell down to half-cover his eyes: "You are obstructing this matter, and now you want me to follow you? It's impossible. The worst is to kill me."

“The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, isn’t it always like this?”

Wu Zhihui's voice sounded outside. He had changed into a white oxford shirt today. The hem of the shirt was tucked into wide-leg straight jeans. It was a very casual look:
"Loyalty, Xinyi and all of us are fighting for each other. If we fight, one of us will definitely fall. This is a very reasonable situation."

"You can't blame me if Brother Long of yours fell because his skills were inferior to others. Besides, it was not me, Wu Zhihui, who killed Zhongxinyi, but someone named Zeng. He ordered the Flying Tigers to kill them all. This is cruel and ruthless. Woolen cloth."

He put the breakfast he was carrying on the table, pulled out a stool and sat down. He crossed his legs and looked at Luo Tianhong with a smile. He took out a folded newspaper from his pocket and threw it to Luo Tianhong.

Luo Tianhong picked up the newspaper, unfolded it with difficulty, and scanned the news information above.

"Look, Wang Bao is dead, and even Haodong was killed in the hospital. It was all done by the police."

Wu Zhihui glanced at Luo Tianhong, who was frowning at the newspaper: "I think you should find them, not me. I, Wu Zhihui, am just a turnover guy." "It's not your first day out, there are many things You know even if I don’t tell you, I am very pleased with your skills.”

"Next, come and follow me. I know that you also value love and justice and are loyal."

Wu Zhihui leaned forward and looked directly at Luo Tianhong: "I can give you a promise to kill Wang Bao's Ma Jun, kill Lian Haodong's Watson, and kill your eldest brother Lian Haolong's Superintendent Zeng Jiale. , I can help you deal with them step by step."

Paused.

He continued: "Of course, since my brothers rescued you, I will let you go regardless of whether you are willing to follow me or not."

"Humph."

Luo Tianhong gritted his teeth and let out a breath. The newspaper in his hand gradually twisted and deformed into a ball under his strong grip. He looked at Wu Zhihui: "You help me?!"

"I, Luo Tianhong, have my own principles for doing things. I don't need others to pity me or anything. I can just help my elder brother avenge myself. I don't need anyone to help me!"

talking room.

Luo Tianhong held the hospital bed with his hands and prepared to get out of bed. His movements affected the gunshot wound on his body, which made his face turn red and he moved with difficulty: "Do you think I will follow you after you save me? We are not friends to begin with."

"I will remember that you saved my life, but, one yard for the other, I will give it back to you if I have the chance."

The veins on his neck were exposed. He tried to stand up with his feet on the ground, but his body went limp and he collapsed on the bed again.

"Ha ha."

Wu Zhihui looked at the aloof Luo Tianhong, but he wasn't angry at all: "Well, I just like your unruly look. If you don't want to, forget it."

He patted his trousers and stood up: "Let's keep him here for now, Abu. I will give him 5 yuan when the time comes. I still have some things to deal with."

"it is good."

Abu nodded, watched Wu Zhihui leave, then opened the breakfast that Wu Zhihui brought, leaving one for Luo Tianhong, and the others went out to have breakfast.

At eight o'clock, Ah Ji came over, entered the room, looked at Luo Tianhong lying on the hospital bed, and then looked at the untouched breakfast beside him.

"Hey, Blue Hair Boy, you are quite proud, aren't you?"

Aji pulled up his stool, opened his breakfast, took out his chopsticks and started eating: "I heard, Brother Hui personally came to extend an invitation and asked you to come with us. Did you refuse?"

"What's with you?"

Luo Tianhong looked at Aji, the little white-haired boy, and felt quite unhappy.

"You'd better not let me touch you again after you go out."

Ah Ji chewed the barbecued pork rice rolls and said vaguely: "Next time, I promise to kill you."

"You can try."

Luo Tianhong looked at Aji with a proud look on his face: "If you just come here to make noise, then you can leave."

"Humph."

Aji snorted and ignored him, eating the breakfast in front of him with relish. The aroma spread in the room, making the hungry Luo Tianhong swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Soon.

Aji threw the finished lunch box into the trash can, burped happily, then got up and left.

Soon.

Ma Zai brought in another breakfast and put it on the bedside table: "Brother Ji said, if you don't eat it, you will really have nothing to eat."

"Humph."

Luo Tianhong snorted coldly, looked at Ma Zai who was leaving, then looked at the vaguely fragrant breakfast, and picked it up anyway.

eat first.

Let's talk after eating.

Only when he was full did he have the strength to kill the white-haired boy.

Ren Qingtian Villa.

Ren Qingtian stood on the terrace on the second floor, looking at Wu Zhihui who was coming out of the car, smiling at the phone in his hand: "Invite me to tea? I'm sorry, Brother Dinosaur, I just had it this morning. "

He waved to Wu Zhihui who walked in downstairs, and said with a smile: "I still have something to do, so let's do it another day, another day I'll save a game and let's all drink tea together."

Done.

He hung up the phone directly, lifted up his belt and walked downstairs to meet Wu Zhihui: "You brat, there was a lot of noise."

"I just struck first."

Wu Zhihui shrugged and walked outside with Ren Qingtian: "Let's go, Uncle Deng will be anxious later."

"The dinosaur just called me and asked me to invite you to have tea."

Ren Qingtian got into the car and smiled at Wu Zhihui beside him: "He and Lao Xu are both here. They must be rushing to the North District's dishes."

Hot Chicken got into the driver's seat, started the car and drove out.

"Ahui."

Ren Qingtian looked at Wu Zhihui: "What do you mean?"

"Zhongxinyi's plate is not picked up for nothing."

Wu Zhihui curled his lips indifferently: "In order to deal with them, I have spent a lot of effort myself. I, Wu Zhihui, have some wealth from a landlord. Once I get it, there is no reason to give it away to share with them."

He took out a cigarette and handed one to Ren Qingtian: "I'm already giving them a lot of face by not showing up and letting Big D deal with it. If I scream and reach out again, it will be embarrassing and shameless."

Wu Zhihui curled his lips disdainfully: "What do you think, Brother Tian?"

"Ah."

Ren Qingtian nodded in agreement: "That's true. You can just think about it yourself. Anyway, I'll leave all the business in my hands to you. It's up to you."

"Let's hold off for now. I'll deal with them first. You can deal with the North District as soon as possible. Once it's completely settled, they won't have anything to say."

"Well, I know, Brother Tian."

Wu Zhihui nodded and said nothing more.

"correct."

Ren Qingtian seemed to remember something: "Didn't Wang Bao also attack the street? His territory..."

"So, why do I look down on Xinji and Number Helper?"

Wu Zhihui bared his teeth and smiled: "Wang Bao's plate is free. Their number gang and Xinji don't want to fight. Instead, they are eyeing the North District that I have defeated. They just want to pick up the ready-made ones."

Superintendent Zeng didn't want to kill Lian Haolong directly at first. Because the incident happened suddenly, he just included Zhongxinyi. Wang Bao's Zhongyi Club was not dealing with the target and there was no reason.

Therefore, he only temporarily arranged the cavalry army to kill Wang Bao and eliminate the roots. Although Wang Bao died, the Zhongyi Society was still there. If he died, someone would come to take over.

If the Number Gang and Xinji wanted to take over Zhongyi Society, it would not be that simple. It would probably take a lot of effort, so this ready-made cake in North District naturally became their first choice.

"Too."

Ren Qingtian chuckled: "Fortunately, Ah Hui, you are alert enough to deal with these bosses in the North District in advance, otherwise we would really have to break out."

The two chatted casually.

driver's seat.

The hot chick held the steering wheel with both hands, raising his eyebrows from time to time to look at Wu Zhihui and Ren Qingtian in the back seat in the rearview mirror, his eyes twinkling as he listened to their conversation.

Half an hour later.

The car stopped in front of a tea restaurant. Wu Zhihui and Ren Qingtian entered the restaurant one after the other and walked along the stairs to the second floor. Uncle Deng could see them at a glance from the window seat.

He was too big and stood out sitting there. At his feet, his pug was tied to the leg of the table by a leash and lying on the ground.

Opposite Uncle Deng was Lin Huaile. Lin Huaile was talking to Uncle Deng. Looking at Ren Qingtian and Wu Zhihui walking up, he immediately stopped talking and picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Dumbo."

Ren Qingtian walked to Uncle Deng, raised his hand to say hello to him, pulled out a stool and sat down, reaching out to pick up the pug on the ground.

It is clear.

The pug knew Ren Qingtian and did not resist at all. He stood on his lap and shook his butt.

"Here, I'll give it to you."

Ren Qingtian put down his pug, pinched the roasted goose leg on the table and handed it to Ta. He took the tissue and wiped his hands: "Uncle Deng, I'm sorry, there was a traffic jam on the road, so I came a little late."

"Just come."

Uncle Deng nodded and called to Ren Qingtian and Wu Zhihui: "Sit down, the food hasn't been served yet, let's eat together."

"This dog is quite good."

Wu Zhihui glanced at the pug that was lowering its head to eat meat, and then looked at Lin Huale: "Oh, Brother Le? You are here too."

"what"

Lin Huaile nodded with a smile and remained calm, but glanced at Uncle Deng one more time.

Why didn't Uncle Deng tell him that Wu Zhihui and Ren Qingtian were also coming?

(End of this chapter)