Seeing Sanzi deflated, Sheyan pushed aside the gold chained man and charged forward. The gold chained man was about to obstruct, but he suddenly felt an irresistible force from the man in front of him. He couldn't help but stagger back a few steps. Fortunately, his back bumped into the wall and prevented him from making a fool of himself. His heart couldn't help but marvel at this brat's immense strength.
Sheyan then pulled up Sanzi who was clutching his head. Sanzi's eyes were brimming with tears as he rubbed his bruised head. He called out "Bro Yan" and was speechless. Sheyan shielded Sanzi behind him. A man in a skeleton jacket strode out. His hairstyle was Chan Haonan's, his face was Liu Huan's, and his body was Sammo Hung's. He was wearing a pair of glossy black leather riding boots. He raised his head, revealing his greasy black hair. He pointed at Sanzi and said loudly, "Hey!
"Still not scramming? Let me tell you, if you continue to be long-winded in front of me, Matong bro, I'll f * * king make your entire family restless! Eat and sleep in the washroom! "
Sheyan's eyes were burning with a threatening heat, he completely ignored him and asked Sanzi.
"Where's 4th uncle? Is he alright? "
Sanzi shrunk behind Sheyan's back, shaking his head tearfully.
"He's fine, I let him sit at the side waiting room. Then I waited for too long, so I came to invite a doctor. In the end, he scolded me and even beat me up!"
The anger in Sheyan's eyes subsided, but Sanzi knew his big brother's prowess. He immediately hid behind Sheyan and scolded.
"Stupid fat pig! Is this hospital owned by your family? Why don't you let us invite a doctor! "
Matong's eyes widened, cursing loudly.
If I don't rip your * * * apart today, I'm not called Matong bro! "
As he spoke, he charged forward to grab Sheyan! With a grab, he reached over.
How could Sheyan allow him to succeed, he stretched out his hand to block Matong's grab. This fatty was actually rather nimble, he raised his leg to kick Sheyan. Who knew that Sheyan had already lifted his leg and blocked his raised leg by less than 10 cm. Not giving him a chance to exert force, Sheyan followed up with a kick!
Matong immediately suffered a setback as he lost his balance, his arms spread wide open as he staggered backwards. Along the way, he pulled over the medical cart beside him, as syringes, cotton swabs, iodine and alcohol scattered all over the floor!
After being humiliated in front of so many people, his face immediately turned red. Although his name was Toilet Bowl, his brain wasn't filled with shit. He knew that this' Brother Yan 'in front of him was a martial artist and would be difficult to deal with. He immediately raised his voice and said:
"Si 'er, Da Liu, Dan Ta, cripple this bastard!"
With Toilet Bowl's shout, 4 people immediately rushed out from the diagnosis room. One of them fished out a sharp switchblade, while the other sneered as he picked up the glass on the floor and made a throat-slitting gesture. The last one was called Dan Ta, who was of mixed blood, he purposely revealed half a black gun at his waist.
"He actually ….. has a gun?" Sheyan's heart tensed up upon seeing this. He didn't care about this thing, but was more concerned about Uncle Dasi and Sanzi. Instead, Matong bro misunderstood him, as he laughed heartily and strolled over. He grabbed Sheyan's hair and slapped his face.
"Now you know fear, kneel down now and lick your brother's boots clean with your * * * * * * *. Today I, Matong bro, will let you off!"
Sheyan's gaze turned sharp, but he didn't make a move, allowing Toilet Bowl to grab him. That was because his face was facing the corridor, hence he could see things that Matong bro couldn't.
When the toilet bowl walked towards him, the door of the room that was heavily surrounded opened. The two black suits standing by the side bowed silently. Two bodyguards walked out from the room, vigilantly inspecting the surroundings. Then, a person walked out.
It was a person who looked familiar to Sheyan. It was Gu Yuean whom he met in Hong Kong. Sheyan could still remember, that uncle's words were of the highest quality: You actually didn't kill me, as though Sheyan didn't give him face by not killing him.
Strictly speaking, Sheyan did kill a few of his underlings. However, Yi Wufu had executed a nightmare realm ability to silence him, and Sheyan had blocked a blade for him. That could be considered as saving chairman Gu's life, it could be said that both gratitude and enmity had been erased.
From Sheyan's perspective, Uncle Dasi and Sanzi should be staying in Taiwan for a period of time. Hence, he wanted to remain low profile. But he wasn't someone who would wait until he couldn't endure anymore. If Gu Yuean chose to ignore the situation here or wanted to take revenge for his underlings, then the doctors in this hospital would probably have to work overtime … …
Not far from the ward, there was a group of people who looked like they were in the midst of a conflict. For a big shot like Gu Yuean who was always on guard against assassinations, this was something he definitely had to pay attention to. Taking advantage of the chaos to assassinate someone was the trial-tested sure-kill technique of the underworld. In the end, Gu Yuean saw that face with a single glance! That person!
That ordinary-looking face.
… … .that person who turned blood and lust into a crazy assembly line job!
Sheyan glanced at Gu Yuean, knowing that he had recognized him. Sheyan gently shook his head to prevent him from revealing his identity. At this moment, Matong bro who had his back facing the corridor walked over cluelessly, grabbing onto Sheyan's hair … … when Gu Yuean's face was frosty, he coincidentally heard the words' lick boots'.
Sheyan allowed his hair to be grabbed, calmly replying.
"I only wish to find a doctor to treat uncle, and you want me to lick your boots?"
Matong bro swiped his hair! He furiously roared.
"Don't f * cking bullshit, I'm telling you, kneel down right now, if not I'll break your legs!!"
At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side, forcefully grabbing onto his long hair and violently ripping it apart! Matong bro released a miserable shriek, cursing out 'I f * cking f * cking f * cking'. Instead, he noticed that the person was Gu Yuean's bodyguard, and immediately swallowed his unending stream of vulgarities back into his stomach.
The bodyguard spread out his palms, he originally wanted to act cool and watch the scene of hair fluttering down. Who knew that Matong bro hadn't washed his hair for at least half a month, and even frequently spat saliva to wipe his hair. It was extremely oily, a few strands of hair stuck to his palms, causing him to feel nauseous. Without a second word, he stomped on the bodyguard.
The bodyguard panted heavily as he stopped his hands, oh, no, his feet. His face was filled with disgust as he wiped off the hair stuck to his palms on the wall. Gu Yuean then sternly said.
"This brat is called Matong bro right? The company's original intention was to provide a proper meal for our brothers, not for you to use the company's name to bully men and tyrannize women, endangering the social order! Your big brother Tiger is still inside, we don't even know if he's dead or alive, yet you're here trying to ruin his reputation. This is a public hospital, you don't even allow others to treat your illness! Do you look like you're praying for him? Do you look like you're praying for him to get better? Tiger doesn't have the ability to discipline you, but I do! Break his legs for me! "
In his heart, Sheyan secretly thought that this was indeed the chairman. Although he was the chairman of a triad, his words were still eloquent, smashing a huge hat onto Matong bro. Matong was currently dumbstruck. Although his entire body was in unbearable pain, the fear in his heart was at its peak.
For a small hoodlum like him, to put it bluntly, even if Gu Yuean spat on the floor, he didn't have the qualifications to wipe it off. Today, he was actually lectured by this big boss. Matong was completely stunned, he could only stare blankly at the 'chairman's' mouth opening and closing. Everything he said didn't enter his ears, but the final sentence 'break his legs', was clearly heard by his ears.
At this moment, Matong suddenly recalled the words he said to that 'brother Yan' to break his legs. Wasn't this karma? Instead, he saw the bodyguard by the side had actually pulled out a gun! This gun wasn't the replica that he ordered Egg Tart to buy! The black muzzle of the gun was pointed at his left leg! Matong's mind went blank, a stench was emitting from his mouth … …
At this moment, Sheyan frowned slightly, Gu Yuean's act of fawning was too obvious. This idiot Matong was indeed loathsome, but if his legs were broken, Gu Yuean's face would undoubtedly be sold to him. Sheyan could afford to owe the boss of the United Bamboo gang a favor, but he still had to consider for Uncle Dasi and Sanzi.
Thus, Sheyan pulled Sanzi out, instructing him to find a doctor to treat Uncle Dasi. Seizing the opportunity, he kicked Matong's butt. At this moment, the bodyguard's gun rang out. Unexpectedly, Sheyan's kick struck the ground, sparks flew everywhere as the bullet flew out of the corridor. Matong screamed in agony, but he didn't feel any pain. Although his pants were wet, it was because he had peed and not blood … … even so, his entire body was weak and limp as he slumped to the ground.
Seeing Sheyan's actions, Gu Yuean waved his hand to stop the bodyguard's next move. He then turned around and berated the people in the corridor.
"Those who have something to do, hurry back to work. Those who have nothing to do, go burn incense and pray to Ah Hu, or investigate the traitor. What are you all crowding around here for? Do you think Ah Hu will recover by crowding around here? Are you afraid that you're not eye-catching enough and want to be targeted by the police? As the boss, I'm the one who has to worry about Ahu's safety! Scram scram scram scram scram! "
Since the boss had spoken, the disciples of the United Bamboo gang naturally obeyed. Sheyan glanced at Gu Yuean, then turned around and entered the diagnosis room. He knew this gang boss probably had something to ask him for help, but if he could make use of him, why couldn't he make use of him too? Both sides were mutually beneficial! Thus, he wasn't afraid at all. (To be continued.) If you like this work, I welcome you to donate your recommendation votes or monthly votes. Your support, is my greatest motivation.)
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