Chapter 778: People of flesh and blood (four more)

"Stop!" Yan Baiqing's face changed slightly.
Everything happened too fast, too fast to react.
After Wei Sheng charged forward, all the subordinates in Ji Xianghui's house immediately took out their guns, one group toward Wei Sheng, the other toward the door, and Ning Dahai and other ten people also took out their guns while Wei Sheng moved. Inside the house!
Yan Baiqing and his entourage also suddenly drew their guns and stood at the door, but instead of facing the room, they turned to face the people Ji Xianghui had inserted in the corridor.
The two sides inside and outside the corridor drew guns in a stalemate, and each level of enclosure was confronting each other.
In Yan Baiqing's loud shout, the atmosphere solidified for a moment.
Then Ji Xianghui laughed holy in his throat, "If I didn't guess wrong, this seems to be Miss Wei who came to Mr. Cao and Mr. Huang successively?"
This is a bit of mockery. The rules on the road are that one person does not worship the two gates. Wei Sheng once held an introductory ceremony under Cao Zuojin's gate, and then worked for Huang Gezhang. Although it shows that the people in the eye know this inside story well, and know that she was originally The people of Huang Gezhang couldn't stand Ji Xianghui's deliberate sarcasm.
Obviously, the cronies sent by Cao Zuojin really knew everything about Ji Xianghui.
Wei Sheng didn't care about this. Instead, with a cold face, he reached out and grabbed his hair, forcing the latter to expose the blue veins on her forehead and raise her face. She spoke, her voice was extremely hoarse, "Since I know who I am , Mr. Ji rushes to kill like this, is not afraid of life to make money but not life to spend money? Huh?"
Ji Xianghui grinned immediately, and glanced at the seven or eight guns that were against the back of Wei Sheng's head, as well as the latter's unconsciously madly grinning face. The veins on his forehead couldn't help but slightly jump, and he forced himself to laugh, " Mr. Yan, your people are so impulsive, don’t you want to leave this room today?"
Yan Baiqing’s eyes flickered, and he was silent for a long while, but also smiled,
Didn’t Mr. Cao’s people tell you that, by Mr. Huang’s order, Miss Wei’s title in the door can be far above me. If she wants to fight for death, Yan is also helpless."
Ji Xianghui's heart beats slightly, this little girl has a higher status than Yan Baiqing?
Although everyone in the room couldn't understand everything, they all looked at each other, showing a look of wariness.
"Pull out the needle." Wei Sheng suddenly said.
Everyone in the house was startled.
"I said the needle was pulled out!" She slammed the gun into Ji Xianghui's mouth. The latter's jaws were originally closed, but the brute force suddenly felt a burst of sweetness in her mouth.
Wei Sheng's eyes were congested. He stared at Liu Jianren beside the bed. The back of Liu Jianren's hand had been burned to a large black and red bag. A subordinate of Ji Xianghui was taken aback when he saw this and hurriedly pulled out the needle on the back of Liu Jianren's hand.
Ji Xianghui has been entrenched in the local area for a long time, where he has suffered such humiliation. At this moment, he has the barrel in his mouth, but he hissed, "Break them for me! Break them!"
And how can his subordinates dare to really do what they say, right now the two sides are at war, and they will have heavy casualties when they really start, let alone Ji Xianghui still in the hands of the other?
Seeing that Ji Xianghui is also desperate, Yan Baiqing drooped his eyes and suddenly laughed, "Mr. Ji, how about let's make a deal?"
Ji Xianghui stared straight at Yan Baiqing, wishing to swallow him alive.
"Let's take the gun together. You have to return Mr. Liu to us, and Miss Wei promised that you will no longer participate in the bidding matters. Everything has never happened and will not be held accountable. What do you think?"
As soon as Yan Baiqing finished speaking, Ji Xianghui sneered with the barrel in his hand, "Dreaming!"
Yan Baiqing frowned, but he heard Fang Ji Xianghui's vague voice, "Unless the bidding is over, Liu Jianren can't take a step out of this hospital. I promise my people will not touch him." Ji Xianghui has his own consideration. Now, once the representative of Rebirth International shows up to expose this matter, he immediately loses his eligibility to run when it is exposed. At this point, he cannot tolerate the situation out of his control.
In any case, Liu Jianren must be locked in this hospital before Ji Xianghui gets the qualification.
Yan Baiqing groaned, "Yes."
Wei Sheng's complexion slightly raised his head to look at Yan Baiqing, who continued, "But our people should also be inserted in, only to ensure the safety of Mr. Liu."
"Yes." Ji Xianghui sneered.
Yan Baiqing winked at Wei Sheng and signaled her to close the gun, but Fang Ji Xianghui obviously didn't want to lie down on the ground and be controlled by others, and had already taken the first step to signal his subordinates to close the gun.
Seeing this, Wei Sheng stood up slowly and turned to look at Liu Jianren, who is no longer visible on the hospital bed. His fists creaked again. She was indeed impulsive this time, but she did not regret it at all.
Ji Xianghui stood up slowly, and spit out a mouthful of blood towards the ground. The haircut that was originally neat was already messy, and he looked embarrassed.
He just watched Wei Sheng step out of the room from the back and stood beside Yan Baiqing.
Then Yan Baiqing left a crowd of people, and turned around with Wei Sheng and others.
Just now, the entire corridor was emptied by Ji Xianghui's hands. Now, Ji Xianghui's subordinates in the corridor are all staring at it, and even more people are ready to go. Ning Dahai slams several shoulders through the crowd with cold expression.
The hallway was so quiet that there was no sound except the sound of footsteps.
A not-so-long hospital corridor makes people walking through with cold sweat, as if crossing a road on the edge of life and death.
All the people who came this time were relieved until they stepped out of the hospital door, especially Wu Qiang sent to protect Yan Baiqing's subordinates, and then turned to look at Na Wei Sheng as if looking at a monster.
It's not the first time Ning Dahai has dealt with Yan Baiqing. At this moment, his scarlet eyes were unwilling to ask, "Why did Mr. Yan leave President Liu? What if they turn back and kill someone?"
Yan Baiqing took out a cigarette from his pocket when he walked to the car and lit it calmly. He glanced at Wei Sheng and said, "He didn't dare, he would have killed him if he wanted to kill. I thought that we would die for a Liu Jianren." These words seemed to have a hint of blame.
Wei Sheng's face was cold and silent since he stepped out of the door of the ward, his eyelids trembled, "You are joking about my brother's life."
Yan Baiqing slammed the cigarette to the ground, his face darkened and shouted, "You are too impulsive! This is not Cao Zuojin who talks to you about justice! Nor is it the Filipino Hongmen who asks for you! This is a group of entrenched people. Desperadoes in the remote plateau!"
Looking at Yan Baiqing, who had lost his temper for the first time, Wei Sheng smiled, his voice hoarse and sonorous, "No matter what they are, I am an individual, a person of flesh and blood, and I cannot look down upon a person whose brothers and friends are humiliated."
The sun was shining brightly above the plateau, and Ning Dahai, the unchanging man who wandered on the edge of death, somehow, he turned his head and wiped the tears from his eyes.
Yan Baiqing also paused slightly for these words.
"What do you want."
"I want Ji Xianghui's life."