The flowers in the factory of rebirth are too fierce

Hearing these sounds from outside the corridor, everyone in the emergency hall changed their expressions.

Chen Jiafu's face instantly turned white, without any blood.

The two policemen's faces turned dark instantly. If the commander-in-chief of the project department is injured, their careers will probably come to an end.

Lin Zhiyuan's eyes flashed with a stern look, "It seems that these gangsters are really rampant. They dare to chase people to the hospital and beat people. Is there anyone who can move? We leather-steel people can't be beaten by others." Bully."

There were a dozen wooden sticks stacked in the corner of the emergency hall, which were brought here by these drivers. Lin Zhiyuan went up and picked up one. Dong Qiao did not dare to show weakness, picked up one and stood side by side with Lin Zhiyuan at the door.

Dong Qiao is a typical Northeastern man, 1.8 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a round waist. He and Lin Zhiyuan are like two door gods, guarding the door of the emergency hall.

Dong Qiao was so angry that he yelled, "Are there any people in the convoy who can move? If there are, copy the guys and fight with them."

In addition to the four injured patients, the other six drivers also picked up wooden sticks.

The situation in the emergency hall suddenly changed.

The two policemen realized that something was wrong and were so anxious that they almost cried, "Mr. Lin, don't worry, we are here! We will definitely protect your safety."

The older policeman hurriedly took out his walkie-talkie and said, "Call, call, Shanan Hospital, send someone for support quickly."

Lin Zhiyuan also took out his mobile phone and called Xi Xinrui, "Mayor Xi, these criminals are so rampant. Our drivers have already entered the hospital. They actually led people into the hospital and wanted to beat people..."

Shi Xinrui's roar came from the receiver, "Are these bad guys tired of living? Mr. Lin, don't worry, I'll call Secretary Fang directly. It's too outrageous. You must pay attention to your safety."

With a bang, the door of the emergency hall was kicked open hard.

Tattooed Huang Mao rushed in with a dozen people.

"Where are the outsiders who hurt us? Come out here..." Huang Mao shouted arrogantly, holding a wooden stick in one hand. However, when he saw clearly the situation waiting for him in the room, the second half of his sentence stopped abruptly. .

After the battle just now, he also realized how powerful these drivers from the Northeast were. He came here originally with the intention of making a surprise attack while the other party was injured, but he didn't expect them to be prepared for it.

This put him in a difficult situation.

The two policemen desperately protected Lin Zhiyuan, pointing at the tattooed yellow hair, "Shit Qiang, how many lives do you have, how dare you come to the hospital to act wildly, this is Mr. Lin, the commander-in-chief of the headquarters, a high-ranking official." , if you hurt him, you will have to sit in a miserable place for the rest of your life."

Fear also appeared in Lan Shiqiang's eyes. Since ancient times, people have not fought with officials. When he heard that there was a high official on the opposite side, he lost three points in momentum. However, there were still a dozen or so men watching behind him. If this was the case, He left in despair, asking him how he could be a boss in the future.

Luan Shiqiang decided to say a few words to support his momentum, "What's wrong with the officials? Officials have to be reasonable. Their big cars pass by our village every day, crushing our roads. When the cars pass by, The sound was so loud that we couldn’t even sleep, so we must be compensated.”

Chen Jiafu stomped his feet angrily on the side, "Shitqiang, the land acquisition and demolition funds from the headquarters have been paid long ago. It's you who took the money and refused to move. I tell you, you are blackmailing. Hurry up and disappear with your people." ."

"Isn't this Director Chen? Forget it, I'll give you face today, but you have to pay for the soups and medicines of my brothers..." The rotten shit Qiang, who is strong on the outside but weak on the inside, is ready to finish these few words. Evacuated with people.

But no one expected that at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

These bad guys were originally blocking the door of the emergency hall, looking in with their feet crossed, and no one noticed what was going on behind them.

Just after Lin Zhiyuan went upstairs, Xie Wei and Xue Zhaokuan had been waiting for the leader in the car downstairs.

When these bad guys went upstairs, they happened to pass by the Crown Car.

When Xie Wei and Xue Zhaokuan saw these people being angry and holding weapons in their hands, they knew they were not good people.

The two of them were worried about Lin Zhiyuan, so they followed these bad guys into the hospital secretly.

Just as Lan Shiqiang was talking, Xie Wei and Xue Zhaokuan found an iron frame for infusion and attacked from behind.

The attention of these gangsters was all focused on the hall, no one paid attention behind them, and they were caught off guard by Xie Wei and Xue Zhaokuan.

Xie Wei was a scout, with excellent physical fitness and agile movements. He waved the iron frame like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and immediately stunned these bad guys.

Although Xue Zhaokuan couldn't keep up with Xie Wei, he was better because he was younger. He followed Xie Wei to pick up leaks, but he also knocked over a few bad guys.

Once this starts, there's no way it can end.

Xie Wei rolled the iron frame and shouted loudly: "Mr. Lin, run out quickly, I will cover you."

When Lin Zhiyuan saw this scene, the blood in his chest was aroused.

He yelled, picked up the wooden stick and rushed forward, "If you want to fight, fight. We leather-steel people are not deserters."

The leaders took action, and the following drivers were so stimulated that their blood boiled and they screamed.

"Nah! Brothers, come on!"

"When have we leather-steel people ever been bullied?"

"Damn it, Mr. Lin is so fierce!"

"Hahaha, it's great. I have been driving in Legang for more than 20 years, and this is the first time I have seen such a big leader get into a fight in person. Today is really worth it."

Six drivers, plus Lin Zhiyuan, Dong Qiao, Xie Wei and Xue Chaokuan, just enough for ten people.

This group of bad boys cried for their fathers and mothers after being beaten with sticks, and ran away with their heads in their hands.

The two police officers were so anxious that they lost their hats and kept arguing.

"Stop it, Mr. Lin, stop it."

"If you hit me again, something will happen."

But this group of people is getting excited, and no one will listen to them.

The four injured drivers sat on the bed and shouted slogans in unison.

"Mr. Lin, good job, cut him."

"Captain Dong, don't hit your head, it's easy to get into trouble!"

"come on!"

The doctors and nurses in the emergency hall were trembling with fear, hiding in the corner, looking at the mess in front of them.

Chen Jiafu also kept arguing, circling anxiously, "Mr. Lin, stop fighting."

Lin Zhiyuan defeated the two of them, and the energy from above gradually cooled down, and reason took over his brain again.

When he saw that his side had gained the upper hand, five or six of the gangsters were beaten to death, and the rest were also blocked in the corner.

"Okay, don't do anything, just keep an eye on them and leave them to the police!"

Everyone listened to him. Since the leader told them to stop, these people surrounded this group of bad guys and were ready to attack.

The two policemen and Chen Jiafu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Jiafu hurriedly approached Lin Zhiyuan. He was about to say something, but when he saw red oozing out of Lin Zhiyuan's shoulders, his heart trembled.

"Mr. Lin, you are injured..." In just six words, Chen Jiafu's shout was so heart-wrenching that he made eighteen turns.

Chen Jiafu's eyes darkened.

The commander-in-chief of a national key project was injured by a bad guy. If word got out, the superiors above would be furious. I, as the director, would probably end my job.