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Chapter 95

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Crack! The sound of bones breaking, along with the screams of the assailant, rang out simultaneously. The hand that was holding the metal stake loosened unnaturally and drooped down powerlessly.

The people who rushed over grabbed the dumbfounded guests beside them, lifted the chairs under them, and smashed them into the murderer's face.

They kicked and beat the attacker crazily. Qin Guan couldn't stand it anymore. Shouldn't you care about the injured first?

The injury was not serious. It had only pierced through the muscle, but it was still dangerous. After all, a small iron rod had pierced his stomach.

If the rod had pierced his stomach, the wound would have gotten bigger and he would have been sent to the hospital for treatment. (Of course, it also depended on the position of the rod. If the rod had pierced his artery, he would have been doomed. Blood would have gushed out and he would have died from excessive blood loss.)

The follow-up of these brothers was too terrible! Bu Qinglu only knew how to hold Wang's wound and check it himself, while the other group of onlookers just beat him up. You should have called and sent the injured to the hospital!

As expected, alcohol slows the brain. As an experienced veteran, Bu Qinglu couldn't deal with such a serious wound by himself.

Qin Guan looked down at Wang. There was dark red blood oozing out of his sweater. He shouted at the staff, "What are you waiting for? Call the ambulance and send him to the hospital! Just deal with the patient first! "

Finally, the noisy cafeteria had a backbone. The young cashier picked up the phone on the table with trembling hands and dialed a number. "Hello! 120? There's been a murder here! "

The person on the other end of the line was annoyed. Murder victims should be dialed 110. Why are they still calling us when the victim is dead?

"No, no, no one is dead. There's an injured man. He was stabbed in the stomach by a barbecue stick. Hurry up!"

Sigh, after hanging up the phone, the cashier remembered that he should call 110. Looking at the ferocious-looking burly men in front of him, he thought, Uh, maybe I should wait and see.

The assailant was lying on the ground. His face was swollen, but he still stared at Wang Hailiang with hatred. If Wang Hailiang could still move, he would stab him again.

Wang Hailiang pressed his wound and lay flat on the ground. Apart from the pain, he felt fine.

There was no major bleeding, and there were no major problems for the time being. It was just that his heart was pierced through, and that was a small matter.

He just couldn't understand when he had offended this lunatic. He had never seen this person before, okay?

The man lying on the ground seemed to see his doubts and laughed, "As expected of a big brother, you forget quickly. Do you still remember Li Chaoliang who you robbed of his territory?

Li Chaoliang, Li Chaoliang, who is this? Wang Hailiang tried his best to recall. This guy was really stupid. Bu Qinglu reminded him helplessly, "Ten years ago, Weigong Village, fighting for territory."

Wang Hailiang suddenly realized that he had been young at that time. It was the first time he had followed his big brother to fight for territory. They had arranged a fight with the people who had occupied Weigong Village, and their leader had been called Li Chaoliang.

What had his big brother said to him at that time? First, a one-on-one fight, then a group fight. Then, they would beat up Li Chaoliang, which would extinguish their arrogance. Then, it would be easier to fight a group fight.

That was why his big brother hadn't participated in the one-on-one fight. Instead, he had sent him, who was the best fighter and also the most reckless.

The result was obvious. Wang Hailiang had become the leader of Weigong Village, while his big brother had become the leader of half of the capital.

It was not an exaggeration to say that Wang Hailiang had caused Li Chaoliang's defeat.

But the person who had stabbed him with a barbecue stick was not Li Chaoliang at all.

Yes, he had come to avenge Li Chaoliang because his father had died.

Ever since Li Chaoliang had been defeated, he had fallen from his legendary pedestal.

People would grow old, and not only their youth, but also their explosive power, endurance, and physical strength.

Li Chaoliang had lost the drive of a young man, and he had not been able to protect his brother before he had fallen.

Without territory, he had lost his source of income. The people around him had left one by one. As an old man, Li Chaoliang had no energy to fight for a new territory.

He could only live in silence day by day until the last person beside him left. Old Pao, who had lost his brothers, was like a shell without a soul.

He smoked, drank, and did nothing at home. His life had lost its purpose.

It was not that he had not tried to find a new job, but his father, who only knew how to do things like Old Pao, was no longer suitable for this society. He was out of touch.

When the murderer thought of this, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. So what?

At least he was still alive. The murderer did not know who he hated more, the "culprit" in front of him, or his so-called father, who was already lying in the urn.

His mother had passed away early because of the pressure of life. Now even his father was gone. He had nowhere to vent his grief. Maybe he should find the source of all this.

Wang Hailiang had been shot in the back.

Wang Hailiang was still confused. The murderer laughed crazily when he thought of this. He said to Wang Hailiang, "Li Chaoliang is my father. What's wrong with that? You feel wronged?

Wang Hailiang was speechless. Who could he reason with? He said unhappily, "If I hadn't been there, there would have been Zhang Hailiang and Zhao Hailiang sooner or later. Your father knew the rules. Otherwise, why would he come out to be Old Pao?"

The man on the ground laughed wildly. The blood mixed with his saliva made him choke.

"Cough, cough, cough! You're absolutely right. You'll end up like this sooner or later. I'll be right there watching you. I'll be watching you end up like my dad, dying just like that!

"Hahahaha … I'm really stupid, I still want to do it myself, I'll just wait …"

Everyone looked at the man on the ground, who was full of resentment, as if he was a lunatic. They could only remain silent.

Before long, Qin Guan saw Wang Hailiang being carried into the ambulance by the paramedics. All the people on the table had left.

Bu Qinglu expressed his gratitude to Qin Guan again and again. He patted his chest and promised that they would be the closest brothers in the future. Under the urging of the medical staff, he accompanied Wang Hailiang to the car.

The lobby of the Xiaolin Hot Pot Restaurant was deserted. Most of the customers had left after the incident.

When Qin Guan returned to the table, his roommates looked at him in surprise. Is this guy born to cause trouble? Why was it that everywhere he went, there was a good show to watch?

"Men and women are the same. We all have our weak moments. Please be tolerant of each other. I would like to dedicate this chapter to my friends who are still silent. I hope you can get ready again. Heroes of your families! "

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