District 9

On the street, a male assistant who was passionate about love was kicked down by three or four people as soon as he rushed towards him. Although he fought back hard, it was of no use at all. "Lucky" had many brothers, so he pulled his hair and kicked him violently.

The male assistant cried when he was beaten. He really cried. He lay on the ground like a dead dog and couldn't stand up at all.

Next to them, the client from Changji Lai and Lu Weide himself were beaten until they were crying and wailing, and they kept shouting: "Brother Leji, it's wrong, we are here to eat...it was wrong!"

More than 20 people beat each other for five or six minutes before giving up. The leading strong man pointed at Lu Weide and said: "I, Lucky, have been hanging out on this street since I was a teenager. I don't have many other things, but I have many brothers. I don't accept it." , you come to me again."

Lu Weide's head was buzzing, and he knew not to be stubborn, so he just nodded immediately: "...I accept...I accept it, Brother Ji."

"Bang!"

The strong man stepped up and kicked him: "Are you really convinced?"

"Impressed."

"Bang!"

"Are you convinced or not?" The strong man kicked me again.

"cnm!" Lu Weide held his head and roared unyieldingly: "I'm convinced!"

The strong man went up and kicked him three times: "I don't seem to be convinced by your words?! Cnm!"

Just a word of submission, the strong man kicked Lu Weide more than ten times before he stopped.

"Longer memory, otherwise I will have to find you." Lucky pointed at Lu Weide and scolded him, then immediately waved his hand and shouted: "Let's go!"

On the snow.

为爱热血，但挨了一顿好揍的男助手率先起身，扶着卢伟德问道：“没……没事儿吧？”

Lu Weide had two big holes in the back of his head and was bleeding profusely. His nose was also cut and broken. There was no good spot on his entire cheek, except for big footprints and bruises.

After waiting for three minutes, Lu Weide wiped the blood from his face and looked around blankly: "I... Where are my shoes? Where are my shoes?!"

"Who the hell is Lucky?" The senior executive from Changjilai had been completely sobered up. While wiping the blood from his nose, he turned to everyone and asked: "Why are both groups doing it?" What about us?"

On the left, there is a middle-aged man who has drunk little and has already understood what is going on: "One group is blocking Leji, and the other group is Leji himself... Both groups regard us as their enemies."

At this moment, Lu Weide turned his head and saw two police patrol cars parked at the street entrance on the right rear.

"Go over, go over, there are people from the superintendent." Lu Weide forgot to look for his shoes, and rushed towards the patrol car with one foot bare.

When everyone saw the patrol car, they all followed it miserably.

Lu Weide crossed the street, came to the police patrol car, reached out and smashed the car window: "Call... call the police."

The window slowly lowered, Fu Xiaohao sat in the passenger seat, raised his head and glanced at Lu Weide, deliberately pretending not to recognize him: "What's going on?"

"I want to call the police. Someone is committing murder in the street."

"Why did you commit murder?"

"Two groups of people rushed over and beat us, all with weapons in their hands."

"...!"

While the two were talking, the door of the second police patrol car popped open. Lao Mao was wearing casual clothes, eating vermicelli fish balls, and shouted in surprise: "This...is this Mr. Lu?!"

Lu Weide turned around when he heard the sound and was stunned when he saw the old cat.

"Oh, how did this happen? What's going on?" The old cat immediately came over: "Who...are you fighting with?"

"Hey, it's just the right time for you to be here." Lu Weide's drunkenness had not completely dissipated, and he was a little dazed from being beaten on the head. He said without reacting for a while: "Just now we came out of the hotel entrance, and two groups of hooligans blocked us. Stay here, I'll give you a beating when you come up."

"Why? Why did I hit you?" Lao Mao asked, holding the fan bowl.

"I don't even know if I'm riding a horse. The first wave of people said they were looking for Lucky, and the second wave said he was Lucky, but they all regarded us as our opponents and started fighting..." Lu Weide tried his best to explain.

Lao Mao blinked and looked at each other, and asked with a serious face: "Ah, you mean, the two groups couldn't find a partner, so you were caught in the middle?"

“That’s what I mean.” Lu Weide nodded heavily.

"You just said... that... what is that gay?" Old Mao asked with a crooked neck.

Looking at the careless expression of the old cat, Lu Weide suddenly realized that something was wrong, and he sobered up a little: "Hey, why are you here?"

The old cat squinted at Lu Weide, pointed to the ground, and said something that can be understood in any way: "Haha, this is our territory. We are responsible for everything during the day and night, so I must be here. !”

Lu Weide was stunned.

"It's probably a bunch of hooligans who got the wrong person." Old Mao said to Lu Weide with concern: "You go to the hospital first, I will check this matter for you."

Lu Weide looked at the old cat, his expression slightly stiff as he listened to what he said.

"Call Er Er, Uncle Zi and the others, and ask if there is anyone named Lucky on the ground." Old Mao looked at Fu Xiaohao with a relaxed posture and ordered: "If you find him, just ask him to get to the police station." Go Si, don’t let me catch him personally.”

Lu Weide looked at the black and white old cat, and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

"Mr. Lu, go to the hospital quickly. I'll help you handle this matter." Old Mao said to Lu Weide with concern.

"Okay... okay!" Lu Weide nodded: "Then I'll trouble you."

"It's a small matter!" Lao Mao pointed at the hotel and said, "I'll go over there and pull up the surveillance video later."

After saying that, Lu Weide and others turned and walked towards the door of the hotel, preparing to drive to the hospital.

In the first police patrol car, Fu Xiaohao held the phone, looked up at Lu Weide's back, and suddenly shouted: "Fuck, your name is Lucky?!"

The shouting was so loud that when Lu Weide and others in front heard it, they instinctively shivered in fear, and they all turned around and looked back.

Fu Xiaohao took the phone, sat in the car and yelled: "If your name is not Lucky, why are you answering the phone? Find him quickly...!"

Lu Weide looked at the old cat and gritted his teeth, turned around and left.

"Hahaha!"

The people in the two police patrol cars burst into laughter when they looked at Lu Weide and the others.

The old cat picked a mouthful of vermicelli, ate it into his mouth, and gave vague instructions: "Call the Commercial Crime Department and send the information."

"Do you want them to move now?" Fu Xiaohao asked.

"Let him take it easy for a while, don't mess with him all at once." Old Mao looked at Lu Weide's back and sighed: "...Xiao Bai's brother was too cruel. He even beat Lu Weide's wife to tears."

"Which one is his wife?" Zhu Wei asked curiously.

"Just his male assistant."

"Damn it, are they fighting with bayonets?" Zhu Wei was surprised.

"You don't know?" Old Mao turned around in surprise and said, "It has been spread in the company for a long time. Lu Weide is known as the powerful gentian in the world, and he is considered a good gun!"

…

On the way to the hospital.

Lu Weide gritted his teeth and cursed: "You bitch, try some dirty tricks with me. Cnm, just wait, I have to make Tiancheng Baofeng pay a big sum!"