Siheyuan: Fighting against the beasts under the pressure of the system

next day

After Zhang Minghui got to work, he wiped the table and chairs, took a few thermoses to the water room to get some water. Before he even got there, he heard the workers queuing up to get water making a lot of noise.

"Bah, you're talking nonsense! My relative came here early in the morning and told the people in our courtyard about what happened in Chaoyang yesterday."

"It was clearly a duel between the two sides, with more than 20 people killed or injured. It's not as serious as you say."

Another worker in the crowd was unhappy and started shouting.

"Of course there are. My neighbor's relatives live in the black market area. Last night, Zhao Weigang from Chaoyang Black Market had a fight with someone. There were about 40 to 50 people killed or injured."

"Later I heard that the troops went over there and put a stop to the riot. You don't know what's going on, you just talk nonsense."

As soon as he finished speaking, a man in his forties with a simple and honest face stood up from the crowd and shouted.

"Hey, guys. What you said is not reliable. Let me tell you something! My relative works at the Chaoyang Branch. This is the work of enemy agents."

"They want to control the black market, but even though Zhao Weigang is a gangster, he knows he can't get involved with enemy agents, so they launched a firefight."

Everyone was talking to each other, exchanging information with each other. People in the queue kept joining in the fun and asking for the so-called inside information.

Zhang Minghui, who was standing at the back of the line, was stunned when he heard this.

"No, are they talking about the Chaoyang black market that I went to last night?"

"Could it be that the place I went to was not the place they said it was? How come even enemy spies came here? This news is too unreliable!"

Zhang Minghui was still lamenting the ever-changing nature of gossip when he heard the two people standing behind him starting to quarrel.

"Hey, you're wrong. They fired hundreds of shots, all with pistols."

"Bah, you just talk nonsense. My relatives told me that the bullet shells picked up at the scene were a thick layer. There were not pistols, but machine guns! Otherwise, why would even the army be dispatched?"

Zhang Minghui stroked his forehead and looked at the two people behind him in silence, muttering to himself.

"These guys are really good at adding fuel to the fire. They even brought out machine guns. If they keep trying, I'm sure they'll even be able to bring out airplanes and cannons."

.....

Military compound

Li Junpeng and a group of people came to the hospital with grim faces. He had just received the letter when several of his men were shot and sent to the hospital.

When we arrived at the hospital, we saw a group of people shouting loudly in the lobby on the first floor.

"Doctor, where's the doctor? Where did he go?"

A nurse in her 30s came out of the ward and spoke with dissatisfaction.

"What are you yelling about? Do you think this is your home? This is a hospital. If you keep yelling, I will ask the security department to kick you all out. You have no manners at all."

One of them was a little anxious and was about to curse when Li Junpeng stopped him. He was not in the mood to cause trouble now. He just wanted to know how his brothers were doing.

Li Junpeng looked anxious and communicated with the nurse in an urgent tone.

"Sister, I'm sorry. We were too anxious because we just received the news. Several of our brothers were shot and are now in danger of death. So I spoke a little hastily, please forgive me."

"Can you tell me where they are?"

Seeing that Li Junpeng was quite polite, the nurse's expression softened and her attitude changed significantly. She spoke loudly.

"Okay, I won't bother with you guys anymore, just follow me! Your little brother isn't doing very well right now. He's still unconscious after the surgery last night!"

After hearing what the nurse said, those who wanted to make trouble lost the desire to speak. They just wanted to know about their brother's condition.

I followed the nurse up to the third floor and came to the third room on the left. The nurse was whispering at the door.

"They haven't woken up yet! Don't make any noise. To be honest, their current condition is not very good. The bullet has been taken out, but they were shot in the leg."

"Gunshot wounds can cause severe damage to local tissues, obstruct blood circulation, and lead to tissue necrosis and infection. They can also damage peripheral nerves, causing pain and numbness."

"In serious cases, amputation may be necessary. We have to see how they recover after they wake up."

After the nurse finished her instructions, she turned and left.

Li Junpeng was anxious. If something happened to his brothers, he would not be able to explain himself. Not only would he not be able to face his elders, but he would also be beaten to death by his furious father.

Standing at the door, Li Junpeng looked gloomy and in a heavy mood. The door handle seemed to be extremely heavy. After Li Junpeng grasped it, his fingers could not help but tremble.

With a long sigh of relief, Li Junpeng gently pushed the door open and led the way into the ward.

There was no sound in the ward, and the curtains were drawn. Five beds were filled with injured people, covered with snow-white quilts, and their faces were pale, without a trace of blood.

The group of people stared at their brother lying on the hospital bed, feeling mixed emotions. They thought they could easily take down the black market.

With their family background and status, the people in the black market dared not provoke them. But reality gave them a loud slap in the face. They didn't expect that the people in the black market would even use guns.

This is different from the way they fight in the past.

The worst they could do was to use kitchen knives. It's not that they couldn't get guns, but the consequences of shooting were something they couldn't afford. It would implicate their elders.

They know that only when their elders become more powerful can they have a higher status, so they will never cause any trouble to their elders.

I didn't expect that just wanting to control the black market would have such serious consequences. Now everyone is in big trouble. This matter can't be concealed at all. The Public Security Bureau will definitely contact my elders.

Li Junpeng walked out of the ward with his brothers. He didn't want to stay there anymore.

The tragic situation of his brothers aroused Li Junpeng's ruthlessness, and he was determined to avenge his brothers and catch the group of people who injured his brothers.

Li Junpeng began to explain in the corridor.

"You all saw that the brothers were all lying in bed, and their injuries were extremely serious. At that time, I asked Jianguo and the others to go, and I will take care of this matter. I will give an explanation to the elders."

"The first priority now is to catch the people who injured Jianguo and his men. And their leader, the one called Zhao Weigang."

"No matter what method you use, you must catch Zhao Weigang and his gang as soon as possible."

noon

When Zhang Minghui was eating in the second canteen, Xu Damao came to Zhang Minghui with great interest after getting his meal.

"Minghui, have you heard? The Public Security Bureau has issued a wanted order for Zhao Weigang and several others."