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In an abandoned ward, the door was locked from the outside. Jia Xibei stood in front of the operating cart, crying and wiping the blood on Yuan Zhen's face with his saliva.

"Hmm..." Yuan Zhen gasped in pain.

"Does it hurt, brother?" Jia Xibei held his face, his knees were too weak to stand up.

Afraid that he would be worried, Yuan Zhen first said, "It's okay," took a breath, and then said, "If I can't hold on..."

"No," Jiaxibei quickly interrupted him, his fingertips were stained with his blood, and he licked his tongue wet, "I will take care of you, and take good care of you."

Yuan Zhen stared at the corner of his blood-stained mouth, and smiled: "Wipe my face with saliva, it's so dirty."

"I'm not dirty," Jia Xibei said seriously, "I'm more hygienic than you and Brother Xiu."

Yes, he loves to be clean, wash his hands, wipe his face, like a little girl.

"If I can't stand it..."

"No!" Jia Xibei yelled at him, and after yelling, he pursed his mouth and cried, "We came together, we have to go back together, don't leave me behind!"

"Hush...shh..." Yuan Zhen coaxed him, he couldn't coax people, it was the first time he grew up so big.

Jia Xibei knelt down beside his bed and grabbed his bed frame: "Brother, you are so powerful, you must be fine, I will accompany you, even if we die, we must die together."

To die together... Yuan Zhen didn't look at him. For so many years, he never expected to die with anyone. He licked all the wounds on his body and heart by himself. He thought it was the strength of a man.

"Jasibe."

"Ah."

"I never hated you," Yuan Zhen said, secretly holding the bed frame with the hand against the wall, "I just... don't know how to get along with you."

"I know," Jia Xibei wiped away tears, his little nose turned red, "I'm too girly, I'll change it, I'll definitely change it when I go back!"

Yuan Zhen turned her head to look at him, thinking that he was so nice, so innocent, so gentle, and there was no need to change anything.

Outside the door, Ding Huanliang put on rubber gloves.

He Feifan asked him: "Do you have to interrogate yourself? This kind of dirty work can be left to the subordinates."

Ding Huanliang shook his head: "I have a hunch that Cen Zhuo is in Beifu."

"He wouldn't dare to lend him eight guts."

"He even dared to snatch the Chiguo Tianwang," Ding Huan gave him a bright look, "Aside from these two boys, there is also a disabled woman, she must be Jinshui from the Free Army."

He Feifan was not interested in the grievances of the three families in Shenyang: "It's been so noisy for most of the night."

"Go back to sleep." Ding Huanliang looked in through the glass on the door, "That sissy can't stand it when she sees it."

He Feifei glanced at his watch: "I'll wait for you soon."

"No, I'll greet Yuan Zhen first, and kill the chicken to show the monkey."

"Do you need to be so troublesome?"

Ding Huanliang chuckled: "Personal hobbies."

"Okay," He Feifan stood behind him, "Then I'll go back and leave the car for you."

The corridor was full of younger brothers, he couldn't do anything out of the ordinary, so he blew into Ding Huanliang's ear and walked away swaggeringly.

"Cao!" Ding Huanliang scolded him, rubbed his itchy ears, opened the door and went in.

Seeing him coming in, Jia Xibei stood up abruptly, with his feet splayed, twisting his waist to protect Yuanzhen's car.

Ding Huanliang made him laugh at his sissy look: "Is there no one around Cen Zhuo? Take out all the crooked melons and cracked dates." He grabbed Jia Xibei's hair, pushed him aside, and raised his foot to step on Yuan Yuan. Zhen's surgery cart, "Tell me, where is your boss hiding?"

Yuan Zhen closed her eyes and did not speak.

Ding Huanliang expected that he would get nothing from this kid: "Then don't blame me for scaring the kids."

He aimed at Jia Xibei, and turned Yuan Zhen face down. There were eight bullet holes on the back, from the left leg to the right shoulder. Fortunately, no major organs were injured.

He stroked it with his rubber-gloved hand, the green, immature back, blood bubbling from the bullet holes, and he stuck out his index finger and rammed it hard.

"Yeah!" Yuan Zhen stretched her cheeks and tried her best to swallow the roar. Seeing that Jia Xibei couldn't take it anymore, she covered her mouth with her hands and slid down to the ground against the wall.

Yuan Zhen shouted at him: "Jia Xibei, don't...look!"

Jia Xibei hurriedly closed his eyes.

Ding Huanliang smiled: "Eight holes, poke them one by one, if you don't kill you, it will hurt you to death."

"Don't..." Jia Xibei cried and trembled, "Don't bully Brother Zhen..."

Ding Huanliang sneered: "Then you are talking about Cen Zhuo's hiding place in Beifu!"

Yuan Zhen gritted her teeth, but kept silent.

"I know..." Jia Xibei crawled towards him tremblingly, "I said, don't stab Brother Zhen," he hugged Ding Huanliang's leg, and begged tearfully, "I'll tell you anything you want to know." Tell you."

"Jia Xibei!" Yuan Zhen was about to burst into tears.

Ding Huanliang pulled out his finger: "Oh?" He moved his legs and kicked Jia Xibei away, "Where is Cen Zhuo?"

Jia Xibei wiped away his tears and said obediently, "Brother is in Shenyang."

Ding Huanliang grabbed his chin suddenly: "You lied to me!"

"I didn't..." Jia Xibei pinched his hand weakly, "I dare not lie..."

Ding Huanliang was a little convinced: "Cen Zhuo is in Shenyang..." He overturned it immediately, "Then why are you here?"

"We..." Jia Xibei pretended to be hesitant, and looked at Yuan Zhen, "We are here to heal Sister Jin's leg..."

"Jia Xibei!" Yuan Zhen understood what he meant, and immediately acted for him.

Ding Huanliang turned his head and stared at him, he guessed right, the crippled woman was Jin Shui, could it be that Cen Zhuo really wasn't in Beifu?

Jia Xibei hummed weakly, and twisted her small body in a motherly way: "Brother said that Shenyang couldn't cure Sister Jin's illness, so he asked Brother Zhen to take me to send her to Beifu. After the operation, we were going to leave..." He Woohoo, she burst into tears again, "I didn't expect Brother Xiaoliu to be so bad... We didn't make it, the driver only picked up Sister Jin!"

He was so pitiful, no matter how hard his heart was, he cried and softened. Ding Huanliang let go of him and walked towards the door.

Jia Xibei begged him on his knees: "Brother, I am just a handyman in Jialantang, and I have never been involved in any major affairs, you...you let me go!"

Yes, if Cen Zhuo was in Beifu, how could such a sissy follow him? Ding Huanliang took off a glove, held the doorknob, and was about to turn it, when he suddenly turned around.

He stared at Jia Xibei, and took out a dagger from the leather knife holster on his waist: "I almost deceived you, little thing!"

Jassie was surprised.

Yuan Zhen's heart beat wildly.

Ding Huanliang grabbed Jia Xibei's neck, lifted him, and pressed his face against the wall. Without any nonsense, he slashed across the soft and thin back with a knife, and blood gushed out immediately.

Jia Xibei screamed, Yuan Zhen struggled to get up.

"Cen Zhuo is in Shenyang?" Ding Huanliang smashed his face against the wall, and cut him again in the opposite direction, "Cen Zhuo is in Shenyang?"

Jia Xibei didn't know where he made a mistake, so he endured the pain and rubbed his face against the wall, while Ding Huanliang urged behind him: "I'll ask you one last time, where is Cen Zhuo!"

On the back, the tip of the knife stood up, pointing directly at the heart.

"Ah..." Jiaxibei sobbed, he was in too much pain, "Is...is..."

The tip of the knife pierced, sharp pain.

Jia Xibei desperately recalled what Brother Xiu and Brother Zhen mentioned, everything is fine, as long as...

"Chiguotianwang!" he shouted suddenly, "Brother is on the Chiguotianwang!"

Ding Huanliang let him go, and let him fall to the ground, with a bloody cross on his back, convulsing continuously.

"Just say no." Ding Huanliang put away the knife, glanced at Yuan Zhen triumphantly, and went out.

It took a long time for Jia Xibei to get up from the ground. He is not a combatant, and the pain was too severe for him: "Brother Wuwu Zhen," he reached for his back with his hand, but did not dare to touch it, "It hurts so much. I'm in so much pain..."

Yuan Zhen stretched out her hand to him: "I really didn't expect..."

Unexpectedly, he could survive. In his heart, Jia Xibei has always been a little burden, a sissy who walks twists and turns, but the tenacity and wisdom he just broke out, as well as the hidden belief behind it, let him People are surprised, this is a person with a strong heart, and he can be a partner.

"You're great," he said.

"Really?" Jia Xibei shook his hand, smiling through tears, "You are complimenting me for the first time."

Looking at him, Yuan Zhen felt something hot in his heart, and he interpreted this as a sudden friendship: "Brother Cen and the others will come to save us, we must persevere."

"Well, as long as the two of you are together, you're not afraid of anything."

Yuan Zhen nodded, Jia Xibei endured the pain and curled up under his bed like a kitten.

At the same time, the Qingshan group.

Jin Shui is researching the prosthesis provided by Jiang Zongtao, cobalt-titanium alloy plus nano-materials, which has the function of increasing strength. She can't wear it yet, and she has to wait for the wound to heal.

Cen Zhuo sat across from her, while Gao Xiu walked back and forth frowning.

The door of the meeting room opened from the outside, and Jiang Zongtao walked in: "Confirmed, the Chaoyang Group has arrested two people and locked them up in the hospital. They should have been interrogated."

Cen Zhuo slapped his thigh: "Yuanzhen and Jia Xibei have been found, save them."

Gao Xiu immediately pleaded: "Brother Jiang, lend me someone, I'll go!"

Jiang Zongtao found it difficult to use people from the Qingshan group to break into the territory of the Chaoyang group. Before he could refuse, Cen Zhuo said, "What are you going to do? Let me correct your impatience." He stood up and calmly analyzed the situation. The group doesn't know that we are in Beifu, and we don't know that we are backed by the Qingshan group, so don't startle the snake."

"Are you so sure," Yao Huangyun asked beside him, "You two younger brothers didn't betray you?"

Yuan Zhen is fine, Cen Zhuo thought, as for Jia Xibei...

"Hurry up," he said, "be the first to do it."

Gao Xiu muttered unhappily: "You won't let me go, how can I be strong?"

"We're in the hospital, why don't we go to the hospital?" Cen Zhuo snorted softly, "We're not idiots, you guys learn a little bit."

"Where are you going then?" Gao Xiu asked urgently.

"Beifutang," Zhuyeliang walked out from the corner, with a deep tone, "Group leader Jiang, I have to trouble you."

Jiang Zongtao frowned: "My cooperation with you is limited to the Chaoyang group, and I will not participate in the actions against Beifutang."

"Don't worry," Zhu Yeliang patted him on the shoulder, "I won't embarrass you." He said, looking at Yao Huangyun.

After dawn, Jialantang's heavy-duty truck drove out of the Qingshan group, galloped all the way to Beifutang, punched the card along the way, and broke into the gate of Beifutang with a chasing army.

The originally quiet courtyard was instantly filled with the sound of gunshots. The truck did not stop when it entered the courtyard.

Beifutang's attack was temporarily suspended, and in the scope of the rifle, Gao Xiu jumped out of the driver's seat with a dignified expression.

On the other side, Jiang Zongtao raised his hand and was pushed out of the car by Cen Zhuo, with an ordinary pistol on his temple.

"It's Team Leader Jiang!" The people in Beifutang were in an uproar for a moment.

"Shenyang, Cen Zhuo, the president of the Garan Hall, please see the head of the Beifu Hall of the Ranshe!"

Cen Zhuo held Jiang Zongtao by his side, declared his family name to show respect, and then stepped up the steps.

Beifutang quickly narrowed the encirclement, and dozens of guns aimed at him from all angles. Gao Xiu, as Jiang Zongtao's younger brother, naturally drew out his gun and followed them.

As soon as he entered the hall, a senior cadre in a suit ran over and solemnly pointed to the elevator: "Chairman Cen, please go to the seventh floor. Our hall master will receive you in the tea room."

Cen Zhuo tightened his grip on Jiang Zongtao and walked towards the elevator. Gao Xiu, as a member of the Qingshan team, was obliged to follow, pointing a gun at Cen Zhuo's head, and squeezed sideways into the elevator, his movements were lifelike.

On the seventh floor, Gao Xiu retreated first holding his gun, followed by Cen Zhuo and Jiang Zongtao. The three of them maintained a tense posture and entered the tea room one after another.

The hall master is already there, making tea, saw Gao Xiu, raised the corners of his mouth: "You are quite capable, why did someone tie up your elder brother?"

Gao Xiu stepped aside and said solemnly: "I beg the hall master to save my elder brother!"

The hall master didn't speak, and looked up at Cen Zhuo.

Cen Zhuo actually let go of Jiang Zongtao, threw the gun out of the window, and sat down in front of him.

The hall master really didn't understand his way, but he didn't show it, but took a sip of tea calmly: "It seems that Chairman Cen has intentions."

Cen Zhuo lowered his head, bowing his head and bowing his head as a minister: "I'm here to ask the hall master," he clasped his fists at Jiang Zongtao, "I've offended the Qingshan group, but otherwise, I won't be able to see the real Buddha!"

The hall master noticed his diamond-encrusted mechanical hand and his country aesthetics like a nouveau riche, and he looked down on him a little bit in his heart.

Of course, he also underestimated him: "Say."

"He Feifan from the Chaoyang group captured my two younger brothers," Cen Zhuo pleaded, "I'm willing to exchange the Tunsheng Knife."

To the surprise of the hall master, this group of Yeluzi Club, who beat up the Heavenly King Chiguo and robbed the Tunsheng Knife, not only walked into his hall in a grand manner, but also kept saying that they would return the Tunsheng Knife to him. Go up, at least half of his face can be saved.

"Little brother?" But he didn't express his opinion right away, "I'm afraid you don't feel at ease when your little brother enters my territory?"

"Hall master!" Cen Zhuo's acting skills exploded immediately, "The Tunsheng Knife is in Shenyang, as long as the dyeing company squeaks, we will pack it up and deliver it right away! Team leader Congratulations, relying on Ding Huanliang from No. 88, first ransacked my hall , and broke the legs of Freedom Army President Jin Shui, we were forced to resist! I went to Dalan for no other purpose, but to kill Ding Huanliang for revenge!"

Is there such a thing?The hall master was stunned.

"I came to Beifu this time, to be honest, there are two purposes," Cen Zhuo sat there with his back slumped, honest and pitiful, "One is to return the Swallowing Knife to Beifu, and beg for forgiveness from the Dasha, and the other is to give Jinshui for surgery."

The hall master stared at him, somewhat convinced.

"But damn Ding Huanliang!" Speaking of excitement, Cen Zhuo slammed his fist on the coffee table, "Even arresting my little brother who takes care of the patients, it's so fucking immoral!"