Record of northern Myanmar

Many people came outside Brother Zhong's ward next door.

They were all his men. The first ten people who were sent to the hospital followed him, and the next ten or so people stayed at their own place and just came over after receiving the news, so they arrived a little late.

There was a little boss who looked like he was in charge of affairs under him. He was extremely violent and loudly scolded the people who came in front of him outside the ward.

"You just watched Brother Zhong being beaten like this and didn't do anything?"

Qin Feng curled his lips, turned around and motioned for me to lie down and don't move.

He continued to watch the excitement through the crack in the door.

"They bullied us too much! They even beat us up!" one of the guards replied.

"What do I need you for? What's the use? Where are the people who injured Brother Zhong?"

All the guards on our side gathered and stood at the door of my ward.

They seemed to be sizing each other up, mentally weighing their chances of winning if they took action.

One of the guards took out the phone, whispered a few words and hung up. Then he pretended to have done nothing and stood there looking at the other person.

Then I heard the voice of the person before, "Here?"

"This ward..."

"Not dead yet?"

"No, no, I don't know. The doctor said it depends on whether you can survive it. It hit a vital point!" The person who answered lowered his voice, but I heard it too.

I twitched the corner of my mouth twice, thinking about what these people wanted to do, and if they really started fighting and rushed in, should I get up and fight with them.

Qin Feng came back and whispered to me: "Brother Meng, don't move. If they rush in, I will still be there!"

I sighed, nodded, and closed my eyes helplessly.

Forget it, just do it!

Anyway, I am now seriously injured and dying.

There was a low quarrel at the door. After a while, the volume became louder, and there was also the sound of pushing and shoving.

It's just that they speak Burmese, and I can understand a little bit now, more quickly, and it's like listening to a book from heaven.

The quarrel was mixed with swear words.

I don’t know who made the move first, but I heard an “ouch” and someone shouted loudly: “Who kicked me? Fuck him!”

Qin Feng pushed the door with his hand. Even if someone outside bumped into the door, he couldn't open it.

Qin Feng turned around and smiled, and I cursed: "What a laugh!"

After scolding, I also laughed.

Then, the ward door was kicked hard.

Qin Feng was almost knocked open. He waited for two seconds, opened the door suddenly, and kicked in abruptly with one foot.

He raised his foot and lightly touched it, and heard a "chi-la" sound.

A man sat on the ground with a big split and a big hole in his crotch.

"Ah! Ah..." The man screamed in pain. Someone tried to help him up, but he slapped him several times. "Don't touch me! Don't touch me!"

The sudden scene made everyone outside stop. Many people's faces were bruised, red and swollen. They retreated to both sides, and then looked at the man with the big split on the ground.

This man has oily hair and a pink face, and is wearing a black pointed-collar shirt, a gray thin suit, and brown pointed-toe shoes.

The trousers of the same color as the top had a large slit in the crotch, revealing the red underwear underneath.

He grinned and shouted, moving his legs bit by bit behind him, and it took him a long time to stand up holding on to the door frame, still crossing his legs.

He raised his eyes and met the eyes of Qin Feng, who was looking down at him and smiling.

He immediately put away his painful expression, cleared his throat, tried to stand upright, and tilted his head to look at me.

"Um..." He was probably a Chinese, and he spoke Chinese fluently, "Is it that boy who injured Brother Zhong?"

Qin Feng looked back at me, turned around, and shook his head, "No!"

"Huh?" He turned back to look at his people in confusion, "Aren't you talking about this kid?"

A man smiled flatteringly at him and said, "I just said that Brother Zhong stabbed this kid and he is about to die!"

"Ahem..." The man cleared his throat, feeling very embarrassed, "Let me ask you who injured Brother Zhong! Are you stupid? Ah? Are you stupid?"

He raised his hand and slapped her several times.

The man covered his head in grievance, "We didn't know either! We were all outside at the time and didn't see clearly inside. When we saw Brother Zhong being beaten, we wanted to rush in. After we were stopped, we started fighting. Later, we started fighting again. When some general came, we stopped and sent Brother Zhong here."

This man spoke confusingly, but he made it clear.

That is, they only knew that Brother Zhong was beaten and that he stabbed me before he was beaten, and they knew nothing about the rest.

This guy with oily hair and pink face was so angry that he tapped his head several times with his finger.

"You are a pig! Brain!"

Qin Feng was too lazy to look at them, slammed the door with a bang, walked to the chair next to my bed and sat down.

"A bunch of idiots!" he cursed, "It's no wonder they can make money like this!"

I didn't dare to move because I didn't know if they would come in again, so I opened my eyes and looked at Qin Feng silly.

Qin Feng was also happy, laughing so hard that his whole body was shaking. Finally, he coughed twice and laughed again.

It was already dark outside, and there was a "gurgling" sound in my stomach.

Qin Feng's stomach growled twice in response.

He stood up and walked to the door, "Let them buy food!"

When he opened the door, two groups of people were still confronting each other at the door.

Qin Feng said with a cold face: "It's time to eat!"

Everyone looked at Qin Feng, especially the one with oily hair and pink noodles.

Qin Feng asked angrily: "Do you have anything to eat?"

The man didn't react and subconsciously replied: "No!"

"What are you looking at without you?" Qin Feng rolled his eyes and said to the guard at the door: "Go, buy some food, buy more, I'm hungry!"

"Okay, I'll buy it right now!" the guard said quickly, and then told the people next to him: "You guys follow me, you guys wait here, Lai Ge will bring someone right away!"

He was the one who called me just now.

The fat-headed man looked at the guard and his men walking out in a swaggering manner. He was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what he was doing. He turned around and pointed at his subordinates and cursed: "Pig brain, why are you so stupid? Let's go and eat!"

As soon as he left, most of them followed him out. The remaining few looked at me, I looked at you, then looked at Qin Feng and our guards, they looked at each other and followed suit.

The door to Brother Zhong’s ward was completely empty.

Qin Feng was dumbfounded, "Are you all leaving now?"

The guards at the door were all amused, "Leave their boss alone!"

I also never expected that Brother Zhong looks shrewd, cunning and cunning, but he really doesn’t know how to look at people!

As soon as they left, another group of people came.

Not one gang, but two gangs.

Alai came over with about a dozen of his men, walking in a hurry. He came over and asked, "What's going on?"

Qin Feng said: "It's okay, I had a fight with a bunch of idiots."

As they talked, they looked at the group of people coming up behind them. They were Brother Shan's bodyguards, coming with a few people.

This bodyguard was the same person who pointed a gun at me in the small building.

When he saw Alai and the others just nodding slightly, he looked towards Brother Zhong's ward and couldn't help but frown when he saw that there was no one with him inside.

He turned around and asked, "Where are Brother Zhong's people?"

Alai didn't know either, so he asked Qin Feng: "Where are they?"

Qin Feng shrugged, "How do I know?"

Alai turned around and said to the bodyguard: "I don't know!"

The bodyguard had a cold face and turned to look out the window. It didn't matter. He happened to see a young man leading a group of people into the restaurant across the road.