Chapter 777: Standing on the plateau, arrogant capital (three shifts)

The man lay down on the white bed with blood on his forehead, and the white bed sheet turned bright red in a moment.
Wei Sheng raised his head slightly, looking at Yan Baiqing who was closing his gun blankly at the door, and then slowly got out of the bed and put on his shoes.
During this period, a large number of men in black shirts gathered at the door, and someone screamed, apparently calling the name of the dead man next to Wei Sheng, while most of them stared in horror. The other side just shot and killed one of their companions, Yan Baiqing.
Immediately afterwards, a bald man wrapped in a heavy military coat walked quickly to the door, the group of men in black shirts automatically gave way, and when the bald man saw the situation in the house, his eyes flashed and he turned his head. He opened his mouth and smiled again, "Mr. Yan, it's my brother who is so offended to carry him down."
Several guys suddenly stepped into the room with expressions of tolerance, and then evacuated after carrying the corpse. It seemed that they didn't feel the slightest nervousness about this scene.
The crowd came quickly and withdrew quickly. Soon, the man vacated the room to arrange Wei Sheng to move in, and Wei Sheng also knew that this bald man was named Wu Qiang and was the leader of this force.
When he arrived in the new room, Yan Baiqing did not leave, and locked the door. In addition to Yan Baiqing, there were Ning Dahai and Fang Liang in the room.
Wei Sheng stood in the bathroom and washed the blood stains splashed on his hands with mineral water. "Mr. Yan could have not killed him. Killing his brother in Wuqiang's site is not afraid to offend him."
Yan Baiqing sighed and laughed, "This group of ground-headed snakes are savage by nature and they are used to being wild on this land. I let them go today will only fuel their arrogance. It is necessary to knock the mountain and shake the tiger. Wei Sheng, you are here at the right time."
Wei Sheng snorted, pursing his lips and stopped talking.
Yan Baiqing used mineral water to boil a pot of hot water for her, and then walked away.
After Wei Sheng stepped out of the bathroom, he stood in the empty plateau hotel, pursing his lips and looking at Ning Dahai, "Do you live in a six-person room?"
"Eight people."
That night, Wei Sheng slept on a bed vacated in the room of Ning Dahai and others, and arranged for two other brothers to sleep in her room to take care of each other.
Proceed with caution and have a peaceful night.
Early the next morning, Wei Sheng led people to the stalls in the hall and saw dozens of big undershirts sitting or standing around the hall. Someone was shaking the folding knife in their hands, and some were cutting their nails with a sharp knife. All of them opened their eyes and stared at Wei Sheng and the others.
Wei Sheng led people to the door, Yan Baiqing was already standing beside the jeep smoking a cigarette and looking into the distance.
Then the group of men also rushed outside, Ning Dahai and others were on alert for an instant, but they saw that the other party was just carrying boxes of things stacked at the door to the car.
During the period, someone shouted, "Brother Particle, what is the price today?"
"Thirty-one bottles!"
"Go Le!"
A jeep roared towards the distance.
Wei Sheng twisted his eyebrows, and then Fang Yan Baiqing trampled the cigarettes under his feet and smiled in his mouth, "The local forces control prices after the earthquake is also their way to make money. Come on, Ji Xianghui should have gone to the hospital."
Getting into the jeep, Yan Baiqing took out the bread from the box in the car and threw it into Wei Sheng's arms. With the bumpy motor, the car drove to the county hospital.
The county hospital had been reopened a week after the earthquake, and it was overcrowded. There were already countless people coming in and out early in the morning, but Liu Jianren occupied a room in such a stall with no empty seats.
Wei Sheng had previously guessed why Ji Xianghui didn't trap Liu Jianren in his base or headquarters.
It wasn't until I saw that the bed was covered with blood and the doctor was giving oxygen to him.
She stood firmly in front of the ward door, her fists squeezed, and she saw a short-haired man in a suit and barefoot wearing long-faced leather shoes, standing in front of the hospital bed with a cigarette behind him. In every corner of the ward, a dozen big men of different clothes and colors stood, all of them bulging and showing fierce faces.
Yan Baiqing took Wei Sheng and stood still at the door. From the busy gaps of the medical staff, it can be seen that Liu Jianren's face has been swollen so hard to see the original appearance, and it is even more traumatic than what he saw on TV footage that day. .
You don't need to think too much to see how hard he has been in the past few days.
Wei Sheng stood there with no expression on his face, his eyelids trembled uncontrollably, and his teeth reached out to touch his lower back.
Yan Baiqing clasped her wrist abruptly, "Don't act rashly."
Wei Sheng took a deep breath and slowly retracted his trembling palm. Yan Baiqing had already said when he came that the plateau is remote, and the local power is far from the emperor. It is unrealistic for Hongmen to deploy personnel to fight on the plateau. This group of tigers and wolves do have their arrogant capital because they are strong and physically strong because of their living area and climate.
They are indeed extremely arrogant.
Ji Xianghui held a cigarette in his mouth, and turned his head to the doctors and nurses in the room full of smoke. Several men instantly drove them out. Looking at the injuries on his face, it was obvious that Liu Jianren had been poisoned last night.
"Mr. Liu of Rebirth International?" Ji Xianghui squinted his eyes in the smoke. When the doctor stepped back, he stepped forward and pinched the man's chin on the hospital bed. He swept out the door with disdain and said with a smile, "It seems Mr. Yan Are you here today?"
"Ji Xianghui, Liu Jianren is Mr. Huang's person." Yan Boqing reminded him expressionlessly.
Fang Ji Xianghui already waved his hand to interrupt, took off the cigarette in his mouth and nodded arrogantly, "I know, you know who I'm doing, I know all about you. But I want to grab Lao Tzu's business, It also depends on whether he has this ability."
While speaking, he pressed down the cigarette in his hand, actually pressing the hot cigarette on the back of Liu Jianren’s needle pierced with the needle. The latter was asleep on the bed, and he trembled suddenly, his mouth seemed to be I want to yell, but there is only a slight noise.
Wei Sheng's teeth trembled and his eyes were cracked. The man had already rushed into the house, supporting the bed with one hand and leaping up, throwing his foot on the face of Ji Xianghui opposite the bed. The latter slammed into the infusion stand and tripped. Wei Sheng was already squatting on the ground with his feet on the ground, drawing his gun to the back of his head.
At the same time, the muzzle of the seven-to-eight black hole behind him is also against Wei Sheng's head. The ice-cold gun body seems to send cold air into the scalp through the hair, but the latter's face is tight and his eyes are deep into the cold pool. With that muzzle stepped against Ji Xianghui's head, he had to slowly put his head on the cold tiled floor of the hospital.
Wei Sheng only wished that he could not pull the trigger.
That Ji Xianghui slowly raised his chin on the ground, swept the corner of his eye towards the girl who was holding the gun against him, and was also shocked by the bloodshot eyes of the other party.