Personal security

Chapter 65: If you do something wrong, you will be punished

"Really? That means you are very powerful. No one dares to care if you bump into someone?" Zhao Jianhui said still tepidly.

The young man curled his lips and said as if he was a little impatient: "You are not a local from the first place. Are you stupid and want to meddle in other people's business? I advise you to get out as soon as possible, don't wait to be whipped later." . Let me tell you, my father is the captain of the traffic police detachment. Do you think anyone dares to interfere with my affairs? I can just pay a couple of dollars to settle it. What’s the big deal?”

A young man next to him stretched out his hand and pulled him: "Xiao Hai, what are you talking about with him? If you hadn't seen him driving for a while, I would have beaten him to death right now. Come in quickly, the boss and the others are waiting. I’m anxious, I said there are two new girls here today…”

Hearing him speak, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but frown. Now he finally understood. It turned out that these children didn't care about the red and green lights because the boss called and there were new girls waiting, and they wanted to come over as soon as possible to pick up girls.

Looking at the young man's tone of voice and the despicable smile on his face, Zhao Jianhui could figure out what they were going to do in the villa. Judging from the look on his face when he spoke, it was definitely not the first time these people had caused traffic accidents or drank and picked up girls.

It seems that these children are not only lawless, but also do bad things.

"Hey, his dad is the captain of the traffic police detachment. What does your dad do?" According to Zhao Jianhui's estimation, most of these three people are descendants of officials, otherwise they wouldn't be so arrogant.

The man's eyes widened: "You fucking dare to talk nonsense here. Who do you think you are? Are you from the fucking Commission for Discipline Inspection?" As he spoke, he took a step forward, a He lunged and punched Zhao Jianhui in the chest. Looking at him twisting his waist to exert force, it looks like he has practiced for a while.

Zhao Jianhui leaned slightly, and the opponent's punch missed, but he took advantage of the situation and kicked Zhao Jianhui's calf. Zhao Jianhui smiled and pointed out that his arm was sliced ​​like a knife. The guy groaned, but then stepped back three or four steps with his legs on the ground, and then managed to hold his other accomplice to his feet. His face turned green and white for a while, and he looked at Zhao Jianhui with almost tearful eyes. His lips were trembling and he didn't dare to curse anymore.

"What's wrong Wei Ming?" The companion who was supporting him felt strange. Wasn't it because he was stabbed with his finger by the other party? He didn't kick this guy, so he didn't have to put on such a face, right?

"Fuck... Damn it, those fingers of his... are harder than a fucking steel pipe. Ouch... Is my leg broken? Mouse, show me... hiss... wait a minute. A little bit, ah..." As that rat reached out and pulled up Wei Ming's pants, Wei Ming howled one after another. When the rat saw clearly the swollen spot on Wei Ming's calf, Bruised and bruised, he couldn't help but gasp.

He raised his head and looked at Zhao Jianhui with a hint of fear in his eyes.

When Xiao Hai, who was standing at the front, heard the sound, he couldn't help but look back. For a moment, he couldn't help but be in a daze. He pointed at Wei Ming's calf and asked stammeringly: "What...what's going on?"

Mo Zi forced himself to calm down and pouted angrily at Zhao Jianhui, and whispered: "I was scratched by that person's hand..."

"Then why are you still standing there? Hurry up and call the boss..." Xiaohai said, still half-reacting as if he had suddenly reacted. He reached out and pulled out a baseball bat from the car, turned around and asked Zhao Jianhui: "Dude, have you practiced?"

Zhao Jianhui remained calm and calm: "I advise you not to struggle in vain, follow me back honestly, and see how the person you hit is doing. If that person is not dead, you are lucky..."

Xiao Hai snorted coldly: "Humph, even if he is dead, no one would dare to lay a finger on me. I advise you to get out of here, otherwise..."

"What else?" Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Jianhui stopped him and asked. As he spoke, he had already moved forward, reached out and grabbed the stick in Xiao Hai's hand. With a little effort, the baseball bat in Xiao Hai's hand fell into Zhao Jianhui's hand. Zhao Jianhui raised his hand, and the baseball bat flew thirty or forty meters before being thrown to the ground with a clang. While he was turning his head to look after the gangster, Zhao Jianhui reached out and grabbed him by the collar. Without any effort, he picked him up and turned around to walk towards his car.

Mouse was on the phone, Wei Ming was still holding his calf and crying out for pain. Xiao Hai struggled and called out to the two people to save him, but how could the two people behind him dare to move?

Zhao Jianhui opened his car door, raised his hand and threw Xiao Hai in, but his head happened to fall between the back seat and the front row of seats. Xiao Hai stuck out his butt and kicked his legs to remember, Zhao Jianhui reached out and slapped his butt: "If you don't want to die, just be honest."

As he spoke, he got into the cab, started the car and turned around - under the surprised gazes of Mouse and Wei Ming, the car was already moving smoothly towards the direction it came from.

Just as Zhao Jianhui's car drove away, the door of the villa opened and a group of young men in their twenties and fifteen years ran out. Zhao Jianhui did not see that these people actually had shotguns in their hands.

"What's going on, where is Xiaohai?" The leader was a young man who was about twenty years old. He was tall and energetic, but his face was full of anger, and he didn't look like a good person at first glance.

"Being... taken away by a guy who opened a pasta..." Mouse said, pointing at the black pasta where a little shadow could still be seen.

"Then why are you still standing there? Why don't you get back in the car and chase?" The young man said as he got into the driving position of the BMW and started the engine with a coaxing sound. Of the seven or eight young men who came out behind him, five or six of them squeezed into the BMW. The car roared and chased Pasta in the direction he was driving.

A young man ran into the villa at full speed, and soon a BMW drove out. Five or six more people squeezed in and chased after him.

When Zhao Jianhui returned to the intersection where the accident occurred, the damaged tricycle and the injured tricycle driver lying on the ground were gone. The intersection has returned to normal traffic order, and the traffic policeman who was standing on the platform in the middle is still directing the vehicles.

Zhao Jianhui parked the car next to him, stuck his head out of the car window and asked, "Comrade traffic police, where was the person who was hit just now sent?"

The traffic policeman looked at Zhao Jianhui, then at Zhao Jianhui's car plate, and then asked: "Does the person who was hit know any of your relatives? Don't say it was me. He has been sent to Finance and Trade Hospital." , Well, go south from here, then turn west and you’ll be there.”

"Thank you." Zhao Jianhui turned around while suppressing the anger in his heart.

This traffic policeman is really a little numb. When the traffic accident happened just now, he was not the first to step off the station to deal with the accident. Now she asked him where the person who was hit was sent, and she told herself not to say that he told her Apparently he was afraid of retaliation from the head of the traffic police detachment.

If he hadn't noticed that his car was the municipal party committee's brand, he would have just not scolded himself.

At the same time, Zhao Jianhui also felt the power of a traffic police detachment leader. In Dayun City, the place with the best medical conditions is the People's Hospital. The Finance and Trade Hospital that the traffic police said is probably the worst among all the hospitals. However, the person who was hit was sent to the hospital. Arrive at Caimao Hospital for treatment. Who can believe that there is nothing fishy in this?

After asking for directions twice more, the car finally arrived at the Finance and Trade Hospital. Judging from what he saw, Zhao Jianhui's guess was further confirmed.

Finance and Trade Hospital is located at the very end of a small alley, with a small-looking front that can just fit a car inside. When the car drove into the yard, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but feel a little bit dumbfounded.

Finance and Trade Hospital is probably similar to a township clinic. It is a small courtyard about six or seven times the size of a land. Except for the "gates" that are set aside one by one for driving, the small parking lot is completely covered. two-story house.

Facing south is the outpatient building on the front and back, and the other three sides are the inpatient departments. Many windows still have tattered clothes and tattered quilts hanging on them, and some windows still have blood-stained white cloth strips hanging on them.

Seeing all this, Zhao Jianhui felt like he was back in a field hospital again.

He grabbed Xiao Hai and walked into the outpatient building. On the first floor, he happened to see a doctor in a white coat coming down from upstairs. Zhao Jianhui asked: "Doctor, I want to ask where the person who was hit by a car just was sent in is." place?"

The doctor looked at Zhao Jianhui, and then at Xiao Hai, who was wearing a collar and was livid and dared not speak. He rolled his eyelids and said, "What are you doing? Are you a family member of the injured? Pay the money quickly." Otherwise, he won’t be able to be saved.”

He grabbed Xiao Hai and walked into the outpatient building. On the first floor, he happened to see a doctor in a white coat coming down from upstairs. Zhao Jianhui asked: "Doctor, I want to ask where the person who was hit by a car just was sent in is." place?"

The doctor looked at Zhao Jianhui, then at Xiao Hai, who was holding his neck by the collar and was livid and dared not speak. He rolled his eyelids and said, "What are you doing? Are you a family member of the injured? Pay the money quickly." Otherwise, he won’t be able to be saved.”

"Who sent him here? Didn't anyone pay for it?" Zhao Jianhui asked.

The doctor seemed to have a lot of things to do, and there was impatience on his face: "Why are you wasting your time? The gang of people from the traffic police team sent him here, and then left without him. You said someone would pay for him." What? Unless he is Li Long’s father..."

"What the hell are you talking about? Believe it or not, I will chop you to death? He will be your grandfather." Xiao Hai, who was held up by the neck collar, did not dare to commit evil with Zhao Jianhui, but he was not very good at facing this doctor in a white coat. He was afraid. When the doctor said that the person he injured must be Li Long's father, Li Xiaohai naturally quit.

Li Long is the captain of the traffic police detachment, and is Li Xiaohai's father. If the person he hit was Li Long's father, wouldn't he just be his grandfather?

With the addition of such a grandfather out of thin air, Li Xiaohai naturally quit.

The doctor glared angrily, looked at the tall Zhao Jianhui, opened his mouth and wanted to scold him, but seemed a little afraid. Zhao Jianhui reached out and slapped Li Xiaohai on the back of the head: "What nonsense are you talking about? If you dare to say another word, I will chop you down first."

"Well, you're not a bad young man, but you...the one in your hand is not so good. Are you the family members of the injured? If so, please pay the money as soon as possible, otherwise you will bleed all the time. dead."