People watching at 110 Hospital
Officer Yang stepped forward, grabbing Liu Ziguang's arm, intending to use a beautiful reverse joint action to subdue him. Unexpectedly, Liu Ziguang lightly swung his arm, and Yang Feng stumbled, almost falling to the ground.
The champion of the branch bureau's hand-to-hand combat competition was knocked to the ground in such a casual manner, and it happened right in front of his beloved girlfriend. Yang Feng's face turned red with rage, the veins on his neck bulging out, just as he was about to charge forward again, his phone rang at his waist.
At the same time, Hu Rong also took out her mobile phone, and the two of them suddenly became tense. This was a command issued by the command center to discover the whereabouts of the armed fugitive, urgently mobilize police forces to carry out control and blockade. The dispute between the man and woman in the restaurant didn't even count as a case of public security, so they didn't have time to bother with it. They left hastily after throwing down a few banknotes. Before leaving, Yang Feng glared at Liu Ziguang again, firmly imprinting his appearance on his mind.
Liu Ziguang didn't even bother to really hit those two cheap women, not even looking at them, and walked straight out the door. Lili and the freckled fat girl were left in a mess, feeling ashamed and wanting to slip away, but the service staff from Bi Sheng Ke had already arrived: "Miss, this is your bill, a total of 858 yuan."
The two women were instantly stunned.
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Little nurse Fang Fei's face was pale, her eyebrows furrowed as she sat on the square bench, her companion nervously sitting with her, full of doubts. Normally, Fang Fei's body was fine, so why did she suddenly feel unwell today?
After a while, Liu Ziguo came out of Pizza Hut from afar, walking alone. A moment later, the two girls who had been there earlier also came out with disheveled hair and clothes covered in stains, muttering to themselves as they walked away.
Fang Mei, who was sitting behind the flower bed, saw this scene and suddenly her gloomy face brightened up, with a smile at the corner of her mouth: "I'm fine now, let's go eat KFC, I'll treat you."
Her companion's eyes widened in shock, Fang Fei must have been possessed by an evil spirit today, she was startled and frightened.
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When Liu Ziguang arrived at the car, a police motorcycle had just left, leaving a parking ticket on Ma Liu's front windshield. This thing Liu Ziguang had already received a large stack of them and was not paying attention to it, tearing it off and throwing it away. Just as he was about to open the car door, he suddenly noticed that there was an ATM next to him.
Yesterday the company gave a bonus of 500 yuan, which happened to be saved in the card given by his mother, and also made the old man happy. Liu Ziguang made up his mind and went straight to the self-service bank.
A faint scent of flowers wafted in, the glass doors of the self-service bank slid open to both sides, and Liu Ziguang saw a pair of slender black silk legs hurrying down from the stairs below. The owner of the black silk was a woman in her early twenties, with a slender body wrapped in a fitted short windbreaker, hastily tidying up things in her bag, brushing past Liu Ziguang without even looking up.
Liu Ziguang walked up to the ATM, just about to take out his bank card, when he suddenly discovered a card being spat out of the slot. There was no one else in the self-service bank, so this card must have been left behind by that woman who had rushed off earlier.
Liu Ziguang quickly pulled out the bank card and rushed out, shouting at the woman who was already standing beside a red Volvo S40 sedan on the side of the road: "Wait!"
The woman looked at Liu Ziguang vigilantly, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed tightly. Liu Ziguang hastily added: "You forgot to take your card."
"Ah!" The woman opened her purse and took out a wallet, looked at it, and found that the bank card was gone. She quickly closed the car door and walked quickly to Liu Ziguang's side, stretched out her hand to take over the golden bank card, looked at the back of her signature, confirmed that it was correct, and then pulled out two red high-denomination bills from her wallet.
"Thank you."
"Be more careful next time." Liu Ziguang didn't even take the change and left after saying a sentence, going to deposit money at the ATM.
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Drove back to the company, sat in the security room, just put my legs on the office desk, the phone rang, picked up the receiver, it was Xiaobei's urgent and exasperated voice: "Guangge, I'm Xiaobei, Zhang Biao's 13th generation has made a statement, saying that three cars are not needed, let us keep them to play with, but whether we can survive or not is hard to say."
Liu Ziguang said: "Alright, I've been waiting for this move. Xiao Bei, come over immediately and let's go take care of things."
In less than five minutes, Xiao Bei arrived at Zhi Cheng Garden on his smoke-spewing JOG motorcycle. At this time, Liu Zi Guang had already called eight brothers, all of whom had changed into casual clothes and put iron bars in the trunk. Since one car couldn't hold everyone, they also took out Biao Ge's Honda Accord, and ten people got in and rushed to the hospital.
Arriving at the hospital entrance, Liu Ziguang left two brothers to guard the exit and took seven people straight into the elevator. Just then, an old lady came over in a wheelchair, and Liu Ziguang quickly pressed the closing elevator door, letting her in. He put his hand on the floor buttons and kindly asked: "Old lady, which floor are you going to?"
"Eighteen floors, thank you." The old lady nodded gratefully and looked at the eight men holding fresh flowers, with big waists and round bellies, and casually asked: "Looking for someone?"
"Yes, let's take a look (at the person)." Liu Ziguang replied with a smile, just as they arrived at the orthopedic ward on the tenth floor. Liu Ziguang bid farewell and led the way out.
"There are not many young people as polite as this anymore." The old man muttered to himself.
As soon as I got out of the elevator, a little nurse came towards me. It was actually the nurse in charge when my father was hospitalized last time. Seeing Liu Ziguang, she excitedly called out: "Ah, it's you! You completely forgot to leave your QQ number for me last time."
Liu Ziguang smiled and said: "Sorry, I'll give it to you later. Today I came to visit a friend. By the way, which bed is Zhang Biao in?"
"Room 55, how do you know him? That rascal, he chased all the patients away and occupied a room by himself, how disgusting!" The little nurse curled her lip, clearly not having a good impression of Zhang Biao.
"Haha, an acquaintance in business, does Zhang Biao have a few companions?"
"There are two, what's wrong?"
"Can you help me call him?"
"No problem." The little nurse ran back to her workstation, picked up the receiver and pressed a key: "Fifty-five bed attendant, someone is looking for you."
A moment later, two dazed young men came out of the ward and had just walked to the nurse's station when they were taken away by four big men with daggers pressed against their waists. The action was quite natural, and no one noticed anything unusual in the crowded hallway.
Liu Ziguang and Xiaobei walked into the ward with a large bouquet of flowers, calling out affectionately to Zhang Biao lying on the bed: "Brother Biao, I've come to see you."
Zhang Biao was reading a newspaper when he suddenly looked up and got a fright. He tried to jump out of bed but was held down by Xiaobei.
Liu Ziguang pulled over a chair and sat down in front of Zhang Biao's bed, slowly and deliberately pulling out a fire axe with a shortened handle from the bouquet. The blade of the axe was polished to a snowy brightness, its cold light dazzling.
"Don't be afraid, Brother Biao, I'm quick with my hands, it'll be over soon." Liu Ziguang said, gesturing with the axe near Biao's knee.
"What are you trying to do!" Zhang Biao roared in anger, "Don't think I'm afraid of you, if you dare touch a single hair on me, I'll kill your whole family!"
Zhang Biao's face turned red with anger, and beads of sweat appeared on his chubby cheeks.
"Damn it, you dare to be arrogant!" Xiaobei pulled out a short iron rod from his waist and swung it at Biao's plastered arm.
A shrill cry pierced through the windows of the hospital building and echoed in the municipal hospital, lingering on for a long time.
The head nurse rushed over hastily and questioned at the door: "What's going on!"
The brother of the wind at the door said carelessly: "Nothing, our boss is just afraid of injections."
The head nurse took a glance at the scene inside and immediately understood, but she had no good impression of Zhang Biao, this rascal. With beds in such short supply, he occupied a whole room by himself. It would be better if the underworld settled him once and for all, one less scourge on society.
"Hmph, so adults are still afraid of injections." The head nurse tossed off a sentence and walked away.
In the ward, Biao Ge, who was covered in sweat, had already begged: "Is there anything that can't be discussed clearly by sitting down and talking it out? Please don't resort to violence."
"What are you talking about? Screw your mother, thirteen times! You're given face but you don't want it, and now you want to kill my whole family. I'm telling you, originally I only wanted to break your two legs, but now I've changed my mind, I want to get rid of you." Liu Ziguang's ferocious appearance was revealed.
"I don't want the car anymore, and I'll also cover your brother's medical expenses. Whatever it costs, just forget about it, let's not resort to violence, we can talk things over slowly." Biao Ge was anxious and thought that no matter what conditions were set, he would agree first and then figure things out later.
"It's too late, I don't want the car, today you must die." Liu Ziguang was unmoved, weighing his axe and making a slashing motion at Biao Ge's head.
Bo Ge was sweating profusely, tears and snot streaming down his face, as he listened to Liu Ziguang and Xiaobei discussing something.
"It's not good to splash even a little bit, when we turn back, the aunt who washes the bedding will have an opinion."
"It's better to just throw him down, this is the 10th floor, he'll definitely die from the fall, and then directly use an iron shovel to scoop him up and send him to the morgue, a quick death."
It sounded like they were telling a joke, but the two men's movements didn't look like they were joking at all. They really opened the window and dragged Zhang Biao over, one person holding one leg, suspending the loudly crying Zhang Biao outside the window.
The tenth floor is very high, the cars below look like toy cars, if you fall down, you will definitely become a meat pie. The wind in the high air blows loudly, and Brother's uninjured hand waves wildly in the air, shouting: "Brother, grandfather, please don't kill me, I'll give you whatever you want, 300,000 yuan, I'll even give you the car, after this is over, I won't take revenge, if I cheat you, I'm a turtle egg!"
Liu Ziguang shouted from above: "Is your life worth only 300,000? Xiaobei, let go!"
Xiao Bei was so scared that he let go of his hands, and Biao Ge's body fell down, almost shitting and pissing himself. He was afraid that Liu Zi Guang would accidentally drop him, and he didn't care about anything else, wailing and begging: "The massage house, the mud truck, the business of hauling soil, I don't want any of it! Give it all to you! Just spare my life!"
Liu Ziguang and Xiaobe exchanged a smile, and with one swift motion, they pulled Biao Ge up. Biao Ge, still in shock, collapsed to the ground like a pile of mud, only able to gasp for air and unable to speak. Due to all the blood rushing to his head, his chubby face had turned a deep purple color.
Some animals use changes in feathers and colors to intimidate their opponents, and there is also a type of person in society who has no capital but still pretends to be arrogant, which is called a "stupid arrogant". Zhang Biao is a typical example of such a stupid arrogant.
"Write an IOU, sign and fingerprint!" Xiao Bei handed a written paper to Biao Ge, who only then realized that the other party was here to extort him. Recalling the previous scene still made him fearful, but he had no choice but to sign and fingerprint under duress.
"I don't even look at your broken car, it's still the same price, one million per vehicle, you can take it away. Also, transfer the muddy head car team to me, consider it as compensation for my brother, and keep the massage house, I'm not a person who doesn't know how to forgive, after all, I have to leave you a way out." Liu Ziguang put away the documents, and with a serious tone, gave Biao Ge a lecture on morality, before turning around and leaving.
Just as he was about to leave, he turned back and said: "Right, I'm still in class, time is limited, give you half an hour, don't blame me if you can't get the money."
Brother nodded as if pecking rice.
Liu Ziguang left, and a moment later, two thugs who had been beaten into a pig-like state supported each other as they walked into the ward. As soon as they saw Biao Ge's miserable appearance, they cried: "Biao Ge, their people are guarding downstairs with their rods, what to do?"
"Call your sister-in-law and tell her to bring some money over."
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Liu Ziguang walked with his brother to the elevator entrance, and coincidentally, the elevator door opened. Inside was a familiar figure, fat-headed and big-eared with an idiotic expression, with plaster casts on his right arm and leg, sitting in a wheelchair and scolding his caregiver.
Isn't this the fat kid who hasn't paid compensation for hitting my old man yet?

