Shenhaozhi counterattacked from picking up the treasure box

Half an hour later, a Porsche Cayenne with a loudspeaker drove in from the First People's Hospital.

Five charlatans got out of the car. They were all wearing Adidas tight-fitting sportswear with a crew cut. The muscles under the clothes were bulging, and the tattoos were faintly visible under the cuffs and in the collar.

The leader was a man in his mid-thirties, wearing a big gold Rolex. He was tall and dark-skinned. He had three shocking scars on his left eye, and his black pupil shrunk to the size of a pinhole.

The black man's name is Hei Xiong, and he is nicknamed Hei Xiazi. It is said that the blind eye was caught by a blind bear when he was hunting in the mountains when he was a child.

He got out of the car, opened his LV handbag, took out Huazi and walked around.

One of them took off his sunglasses, glanced at the inpatient department of the First People's Hospital, and said with a smile: "Brother Hei, this guy is lucky enough. He didn't expect to live in the hospital building on the first floor with Huang Mao."

Hei Xiong smiled faintly: "This is like walking through iron shoes and finding nowhere. It takes no effort to get there!"

Hei Xiong is a new gangster who has emerged in the past two years and is a ruthless man who can stand alone in Haicang City.

Being able to achieve his position is not only due to ruthlessness, but also brotherly loyalty and willingness to stand up for his younger brother.

Huang Mao didn't hang out with him, but he accepted him as his eldest brother and was loyal to him. He would always be there whenever he asked for anything.

The loyalty of the younger brother should not be compromised by the elder brother. The last time we were drinking, I heard that Huang Mao was beaten. The elder brother overturned the table and said he would dig three feet into the ground to find that kid.

Huang Mao called today and said that the boy was lying in the First People's Hospital. Hei Xiong had nothing to do today and drove over to vent his anger on his brother.

Huang Mao's younger brother, the arrogant young man, ran out from the door of the inpatient department and came to Heixiong, nodding and bowing.

Heixiong is his eldest brother's eldest brother. There is a difference in rank. Meeting him is like meeting the Supreme Emperor.

"Where is the kid in the hospital?" Hei Xiong asked, holding a cigarette in his mouth and squinting his eyes.

"I just went over there and took a look, and that kid was lying on the bed sleeping!"

Hei Xiong raised his wrist and glanced at his big gold Rolex watch: "It's almost done. I'll go up and make that kid later. I'll treat the brothers to a trip to Huaqing Pool!"

"Okay!" Several boys flexed their muscles, opened the trunk of the Porsche Cayenne, and took out steel pipes and iron rulers to distribute.

Heixiong kicked the boy who was distributing weapons and cursed: "What the hell are you doing?"

The little gangster looked puzzled: "Brother Hei, didn't you say you wanted to be that boy?"

Hei Xiong rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Are you a pig? This is a hospital. You went in with a steel pipe and an iron ruler. People thought you were making trouble with the doctor. They called the police before you went upstairs. We

It’s not like we’re going to start a group fight, put them all away!”

As he spoke, Hei Xiong took out a large swordfish folding knife with a cold steel aluminum handle from his handbag, and unfolded it with a "snap". The handle and blade were about a foot long. It shone coldly in the sun, as if it was used by the old-school mafia.

Italian sword.

The brothers know that Brother Xiong is good at this. This is the thing he just lost. It is an American product found online. It is authentic Capone powder steel. Although it is not said that cutting iron is like mud, it is not Zwilling or something like that.

Comparable.

If the thing is good, the price will naturally be high. The price of a soft girl is a few thousand dollars, which is almost as expensive as a gun. The blade is thin and long, and it has a piercing flow. Once the knife goes down, it will chill your heart, and you can pull it out without any effort.

Hei Xiong took it in his hand and played it skillfully twice, earning unanimous applause from the brothers.

"Brother Hei's technique is even more slippery than that of those acrobats!"

The boy who spoke was slapped by the person next to him: "Can you fucking talk? How can those showboats compare with the black guy?"

Everyone looked in admiration, except for the yellow-haired little brother who was frightened.

As the saying goes, stabbed to death and chopped to death, if you follow this black man, just wait for a lawsuit!

Hei Xiong put away the big swordfish and waved his hand: "After finishing the work, let's go to Huaqing Pool!"

…

A motorcade lined up along the roadside and slowly stopped at the parking space in front of the hospital. The administrator waiting on the roadside immediately stepped forward to collect the money.

Just now he was watching their actions and didn't dare to collect money from those gangsters, but these cars seemed to be well-behaved people and he couldn't let them go.

The models in this fleet are all different, ranging from sedans to SUVs, all priced at more than 500,000 to 600,000 yuan, and many of them include sports cars.

The car door opened, and a group of handsome men and women got out. The men were handsome and dressed in trendy brands, and the women showed off their Internet-famous faces.

This is a team of several Internet celebrities. They heard that Ye Feng killed four robbers in a bank robbery and smelled the business atmosphere.

Last time, there was an old man who was scavenging, and he was doing it all day long. He was promoted to the Internet, and many people benefited from it.

This group of people knew it too late and must not miss this great opportunity this time.

…

Ye Feng did not sleep, but was lying on the hospital bed playing with his mobile phone. He just browsed the post forum again, and this time there were new replies.

An account called "Uncomfortable Wearing Underwear" replied to his post, saying that he knew the Moyun flower. This plant is very rare and rare, and it is very difficult to find the Moyun flower.

Ye Feng got excited and immediately responded to the account called "I don't feel comfortable wearing underwear" and asked if the other person knew where Moyun flowers grow. If you provide valuable information, I will pay you accordingly.

Tieba is not an instant chat software, so Ye Feng could only wait for the other party to come online after replying to the message.

Ye Feng held the phone in his arms, feeling very excited. God opened his eyes and finally found the clue to Mo Yunhua.

"boom!"

Just when Ye Feng was happy, the door of the ward was kicked open, and a group of men with thorny dragons and tigers, big gold chains, small crew heads, and sinewy faces appeared at the door.

Ye Feng lived in a single room with a hospital bed. Hei Xiong saw him as soon as he walked in, his eyes flashing coldly.

"Are you Ye Feng?"

Ye Feng sat up from the hospital bed and looked at the black man with three scars on his eyes at the door. He was not a good person at first glance. Could it be that Jiang Daxiong's younger brother came to take revenge?

Ye Feng immediately became alert, frowned and asked, "What do you want from me?"

Hei Xiong smiled ferociously: "If something happens, of course it's a good thing!"

Several young men behind him hulaed around him, and without waiting for Ye Feng to react, they pressed his shoulders one on the left and the other on the right.

Hei Xiong took out the swordfish from his handbag and flicked it open. Ye Feng's face instantly turned cold.

Although he was pinned down by two gangsters, Ye Feng was still able to break away easily and counterattack easily to make them lose their fighting power.

But Ye Feng didn't do that. They might have come to stand up for Jiang Daxiong, so could he ask them who the boss behind Jiang Daxiong was?

"Who sent you here?" Ye Feng asked calmly.

Hei Xiong was slightly surprised when he saw that Ye Feng was not panicked. He was indeed a tough guy!

"It seems that you have a bad memory, let me remind you!" Hei Xiong waved his hand, and the gangsters separated. The arrogant young man pushed the wheelchair forward, and in the wheelchair sat a man with dyed yellow hair.

Little ruffian.

"Do you still know me?" the yellow-haired young man asked hoarsely.

Ye Feng suddenly realized that it turned out that he was not seeking revenge for Jiang Daxiong, but Huang Mao, who was beaten by him in the alley last time, looking for someone to take revenge.

In this case, he stopped acting with them. Although Ye Feng was injured, it was not difficult to take care of these people.

Just as Ye Feng was about to retaliate, the door to the ward was pushed open again, and a group of handsome men and beautiful women poured in holding their mobile phones.

"Everyone, this is the ward of our hero Ye Daxia who fought bravely against the bandits. The deputy mayor personally expressed his condolences and even sent a banner!"

"Old fellows, do you want to see the true face of Master Ye in Lushan? Double-click 666 and the rocket will start!"

Several gangsters looked at each other in confusion. Hei Xiong was at a loss as he held the big swordfish. What do these people do? Holding up their mobile phones to start a live broadcast?

The Internet celebrities were also stunned when they came in. Several of them grabbed Ye Feng, and a black man who didn't look like a good guy was holding a knife.

What is going on? Is someone trying to take revenge on Daxia Ye?

The Internet celebrities immediately smelled the explosive news and turned their cell phone cameras around. One brave female Internet celebrity took a deep breath and walked up to Hei Xiong with her cell phone held up.

"Hello, I am from a certain live broadcast platform. Are you the accomplices of those robbers? Is this a deliberate revenge on Master Ye?"

The yellow-haired young man in the wheelchair was stunned for a moment, then became excited. His face turned red and he clapped his hands and said, "Hey! I know you. Aren't you the one with the gentleness... that will strangle you to death?"

"It's just like your gentleness!" the female internet celebrity corrected the yellow-haired young man, and continued to ask the black brother holding the big swordfish: "Are you deliberately retaliating against Ye Daxia? We are live broadcasting, please answer truthfully!"

Hei Xiong closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and made a decision immediately in the blink of an eye.

He slapped the yellow-haired young man on the back of the head, then kicked him with his foot.

The yellow-haired young man howled and rolled down from the wheelchair. He covered his head and looked aggrieved. He still didn't understand why Brother Hei lost his temper.

Facing a dozen mobile phone cameras, Hei Xiong said in Mandarin with a Haicang accent: "Sister, you have actually misunderstood us brothers."

"Misunderstanding?" The female internet celebrity looked suspicious and looked at Ye Feng, who was being held by two gangsters on the shoulders: "Is this also called a misunderstanding?"

Hei Xiong pointed at the yellow-haired young man on the ground and said sternly: "This kid is my younger brother. He doesn't learn well and makes trouble everywhere. He can't be disciplined by his elder brother. I don't want Daxia Ye to teach him a lesson."

The female internet celebrity said: "Then you are here for revenge?"

"No! No! No!" Hei Xiong waved his hand: "He deserved to be beaten for not learning well. When he got home and told me, I beat him again. Master Ye helped me discipline my brother. I couldn't thank him enough. This

Otherwise, I will bring him here to apologize to Master Ye."

As he spoke, Hei Xiong kicked the yellow-haired young man again: "You damn fart!"

The yellow-haired young man had a big shoe mark from Hei Xiong's kick on his face, and his mouth was swollen. He looked up at a dozen mobile phone cameras pointing at him, with his mouth half-opened and a look of confusion on his face. He still didn't understand what was going on.

Condition.

Hei Xiong was so angry that he gritted his teeth and slapped him on the back of the head again: "Speak! You little bastard, your brain got caught in the door?"

This slap woke up the yellow-haired young man. He immediately wiped his nose and said with a sad face: "I was wrong. I shouldn't have caused trouble. You, Master Ye, have a lot of knowledge. Don't be like me."

The female Internet celebrity didn't expect that things would take such a big turn, and was a little confused. But after all, she was an Internet celebrity with millions of fans. Her mind was spinning quickly, and she pointed her phone at the few gangsters who were pressing Ye Feng's shoulders.

"You don't have to hold someone to apologize, right? It does look like a threat! And..." The female internet celebrity turned her phone to point at Hei Xiong, and even took a close-up of the big swordfish in his hand.

"Does an apology require a weapon?"

"This is not a murder weapon!"

Heixiong raised the big swordfish in his hand in front of the female internet celebrity. Everyone let out a cry of surprise, and the female internet celebrity also took two steps back with pale face.

"This is a gift for Master Ye!"

Next, under the astonished gazes of everyone, Hei Xiong came to Ye Feng holding the big swordfish in both hands and bowed respectfully.

"Brother Ye, Master Ye, as the saying goes, a sword is given to a hero. We are rough old men. I didn't know what gift to buy you, so I bought something like this for you. It's an apology. You must accept it!"