Hans was still in the emergency room, and Li Du did not dare to call Sophie and Barbara. What happened today was too bad, and they would be scared if they knew.
He went to the sixth floor with a gloomy face. Brother Wolf opened the utility room and put him in. Firecracker and Young Markelov pressed a teenager to the ground.
Li Du went in and squatted down to look at him and said, "Little boy, what's your name?"
The teenager opened his mouth and spat at him, smiled contemptuously, and did not say a word.
Li Du reacted as soon as he opened his mouth and easily avoided the spit.
Seeing the teenager's unruly face, Li Du laughed and said, "You must feel very brave now, like a tough guy or a special forces soldier or agent who has fallen into the enemy's hands, right?"
The teenager spoke and said arrogantly, "Use whatever tricks you have, I'm not afraid, and I know you dare not hurt me because I'm a minor!"
"Not only can you hurt me, but the police can't hurt me either. I'm a minor, and the law protects me. I'll go to the police station for a few days at most, and then they'll have to let me go. This is the reality, yellow monkey, you can't do anything to me!"
Young Markelov's temper flared, and he clenched his fists and said, "Boss, I'll do it. In two minutes, I'll make this kid call you grandpa!"
Li Du stopped him from laughing and said, "The boy is right. He's a minor, and we can't hurt him. Otherwise, we'll be in trouble in court."
The young man spat out another mouthful of saliva with a proud look on his face.
"But," Li Du changed the subject, "he's a minor, but his parents aren't. Just now the police said that every time they go to prison, they are taken away by their parents. Find their parents, put them out of work, and burn their RV. There's no hurry to solve today's matter. Let's take it slow. "
Hearing this, the teenager was stunned for a moment, and a flustered expression appeared on his face.
Li Du continued, "How old are you this year? I don't know, but I'm sure you're a minor. I'm a billionaire, and I won't deal with you myself. But I know there are people out there who don't care about your age. As long as I pay, they will make you wish you were dead! "
As he spoke, he took out a stack of large bills and shook them in front of the teenager. Then he took a lighter from Young Markelov and lit the bills, threw them at the teenager's feet, and burned them.
Looking at the burning banknotes, the panic on the young man's face grew.
All of this was different from what they had been told. Someone had told them that the yellow man was soft and easy to bully, and that they could deal with him as they pleased.
The teenager looked at Li Du and panted, "Hey, listen, I'm not afraid of you! There's no use trying to scare me. I'm definitely not afraid of you! I'm not even afraid of death … "
Li Du patted him on the shoulder and said, "Tomorrow, at most tomorrow, there will be news that I want your arms and legs. If anyone can chop them off, I will give them a million dollars!"
He then took out a diamond from his pocket and showed it to the young man. "Don't doubt my words. I'm really rich. You should know that in America, you can do whatever you want with money."
After saying this, he put away the diamond, opened the door and walked out.
The young man shouted, "It's no use trying to scare me! I'm not afraid! I'm not afraid of anything! We, the Black Kids, have nothing to fear! "
Brother Wolf picked up the young man and threw him out. Li Du said without looking back, "I hope your family is also fearless. And, I don't know if you have a brother or sister. Poor thing, there are going to be a few more orphans in America!"
The young man's body trembled, not knowing whether it was anger or fear.
Looking at Li Du's back as he walked further and further away, he finally couldn't help but chase after him and shout, "I'm not afraid, f * ck, we were ordered by someone, we follow orders!"
"Who?" Li Du turned back and asked coldly.
The young man said, "Zebra Pippen! Zebra Pippen asked us to do it! "
"Who is Zebra Pippen?" Li Du asked again.
The young man was going crazy. He shouted, "A guy from the Dripping Blood Gang. He has a lot of power in Santa Monica. We have to listen to him."
The Dripping Blood Gang!
Li Du knew what was going on.
He turned his head and walked away. The young man chased after him and shouted, "I told you everything I know. Let me go. We didn't know you were so rich!"
In capitalist countries, rich tycoons were not to be messed with. The young man understood this through years of exposure and countless personal experiences.
Young Markelov was impressed and said to Li Du, "Boss, you're good, but this kid is really cowardly. He was scared by a few words."
Li Du said, "I didn't scare him."
Young Markelov looked at him in surprise and wanted to say something. Brother Wolf stopped him and shook his head, indicating that he should stop asking questions.
Li Du limped back to the door of the operating room. The red light on the door was still on. The operation had been going on for a long time.
The more he waited, the more frightened he became. Hans had been stabbed. Could it be that serious? How could an operation take so long?
What scared him even more was that he waited for more than two hours, and the red light of the operating room was still on. His phone rang several times. It was Sophie calling, but he did not dare to answer it, so he hung up on all of them.
After hanging up again, the red light finally turned green, and a doctor came out.
Seeing this, he hurried to stop the doctor and asked nervously, "Doctor, how is my friend?"
The doctor looked at him helplessly and whispered, "I'm sorry, sir, we did our best."
Hearing this, Li Du's vision darkened. He grabbed the doctor and cried, "No, no! How could this be?! How could this be?! Damn, how could this be?! "
Brother Wolf and the others were also shocked. They came up to support Li Du and did not know what to say for a moment.
Young Markelov sighed, "The Black Kids and the Dripping Blood Gang, they're in trouble!"
Li Du was in a daze. He felt that his legs had never felt so weak before. An unknown feeling engulfed his whole body. He stared blankly at everything. Everything seemed to have become blurry, giving him the illusion that he was standing on the clouds.
The doctor was used to this kind of thing. He looked at Li Du with pity, shook his head, and left.
Then the door of the operating room opened, and a nurse pushed out a bed covered with a white cloth.
Li Du looked at the scene in despair. He struggled to hold the bed and tried to lift the white cloth with trembling hands, but he did not have the courage to do so.
Just then, someone rushed up, wailing. Then, a few people surrounded Li Du. Li Du was pushed away by one of them.
A woman pulled the white cloth away and cried in despair, "I said to let him sleep before driving, I said …"
Li Du was stunned. What the hell is going on? He pulled the white cloth away and looked at the bed. On it was a face full of scars. It was almost impossible to see the original face, but he was sure that it was not Hans. It was a middle-aged white man in his fifties or sixties.
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