Chapter 777 Dominating the Plateau, Arrogant Capital (Third Watch)

The man lay down on the white bed with bleeding from his forehead, and the white sheet turned bright red in a short while.

Wei Sheng raised his head in a daze, looked at Yan Baiqing who was closing his gun expressionlessly at the door, then slowly got out of bed sideways and put on his shoes.

During this period, a large number of men in black shirts had gathered at the door, and some shouted, apparently calling the name of the dead man beside Wei Sheng, while most of them stared at Wei Sheng with horror. That party had just shot and killed Yan Baiqing, one of their companions.

Immediately afterwards, a bald man wrapped in a heavy military overcoat walked quickly to the door, and the group of men in black shirts made way out of their own way. When the bald and stocky man saw the situation in the room, his eyes flashed, and he turned his head. He opened his mouth and smiled again, "Mr. Yan, it was my brother who offended me so much and carried him down."

Several men immediately stepped into the room with forbearance, and then withdrew after carrying the corpse, as if they were not the slightest nervous about such a scene.

The crowd came and withdrew quickly, and soon, the man vacated the room and arranged for Wei Sheng to move in, and Wei Sheng also knew that the bald man was named Wu Qiang, and he was the leader of this faction.

Arriving at the new room, Yan Baiqing did not leave, and locked the door. Apart from Yan Baiqing, there were Ning Dahai and Fang Liang in the room.

Standing in the bathroom, Wei Sheng washed the splashed blood on his hands with mineral water, "Mr. Yan could have spared him. If he killed his brother in Wu Qiang's territory, wouldn't he be afraid of offending him?"

Yan Baiqing sighed and laughed, "This group of local snakes are wild by nature, and they are used to being wild in this land. I will only increase their arrogance by letting them go today. It is necessary to knock the mountain and shake the tiger. Wei Sheng, you came at a very good time."

Wei Sheng snorted, pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Yan Baiqing boiled a pot of hot water for her with mineral water, and then left.

After Wei Sheng stepped out of the bathroom, he stood in the empty plateau hotel, pursed his lips and looked at Ning Dahai, "The six-person room you live in?"

"Eight people."

That night, Wei Sheng slept in a bed vacated from the room of Ning Haihai and others, and arranged for two other brothers to sleep in her room to take care of each other.

Proceed with caution and have a safe night.

In the early morning of the second day, Wei Sheng took people to the stalls in the lobby, and saw a dozen big men in sweatshirts sitting or standing around the lobby, some of them were swinging folding knives in their hands, some were cutting their nails with a sharp knife, They all opened their eyelids and stared at Wei Sheng and the others.

Wei Sheng led people to the door, Yan Baiqing was already standing beside the jeep, smoking a cigarette and looking into the distance.

Then the group of men also rushed outside, Ning Dahai and the others were on guard for a moment, but they saw that the other party was just carrying boxes of things piled up at the door and transporting them to the car.

During the period, someone shouted, "Brother Zi, what's the price today?"

"Thirty-one bottles!"

"Let's go!"

A jeep roared towards the distance.

Wei Sheng frowned, and Fang Yan Baiqing stomped out the cigarette under his feet, and said with a smile, "The local forces control prices after the earthquake is also their way of making money. Let's go, Ji Xianghui should have arrived at the hospital."

After getting into the jeep, Yan Baiqing took out the bread from the box in the car and threw it into Wei Sheng's arms. With the bumpy motor, the car drove to the county hospital.

The county hospital had reopened a week after the earthquake, and it was overcrowded. In the Qing Dynasty, there were already countless people coming in and out, but in such a stall full of beds, Liu Jianren occupied a room by himself.

Wei Sheng had guessed earlier why Ji Xianghui didn't trap Liu Jianren in his base or headquarters.

It wasn't until he saw the bed was covered in blood and the doctor was giving him oxygen for first aid that he finally understood.

She stood firmly in front of the ward door, her fists clenched loudly, and she saw a short-haired man in a floral suit, bare feet and long-faced leather shoes standing in front of the ward with a cigarette butt in his mouth. , in every corner of the ward, stood more than a dozen big men in different colors, all with bulging muscles and fierce faces.

Yan Baiqing led Wei Sheng to stand at the door. From the gaps between the busy medical staff, it could be seen that Liu Jianren's face was so swollen that he could hardly see his original appearance. He was more injured than what he saw on the TV camera that day. .

Without thinking too much, you can see what kind of hardships he has suffered in the past few days.

Wei Sheng stood there expressionless, his eyelids were trembling uncontrollably, his teeth were tightly clenched and he reached out to touch his lower back.

Yan Baiqing grabbed her wrist violently, "Don't act rashly."

Wei Sheng took a deep breath, and slowly withdrew his trembling palms. When he came, Yan Baiqing had already said that the plateau is located in a remote place, and the local power is so powerful that it is far away from the emperor. This group of tigers and wolves are physically strong because of the living area and climate, and they do have their arrogant capital.

They are indeed extremely arrogant.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Ji Xianghui turned his head towards the doctors and nurses under the smog that filled the room. Several men immediately drove them out. Looking at the injuries on his face and body, it was obvious that Liu Jianren had been murdered last night.

"Mr. Liu from Rebirth International?" Ji Xianghui squinted his eyes due to the smoke. After the doctor stepped back, he stepped forward and grabbed the seriously injured man's chin on the hospital bed. Are you here today to ask for someone?"

"Ji Xianghui, Liu Jianren belongs to Mr. Huang." Yan Baiqing reminded him expressionlessly.

Fang Ji Xianghui interrupted with a wave of his hand, took off the cigarette butt in his mouth and nodded arrogantly, "I know, you know who I'm working for, I know all about you. But if you want to steal my business, It also depends on whether he has the ability."

As he spoke, he pressed down the cigarette butt in his hand, and actually pressed the hot cigarette on the back of Liu Jianren's hand with a needle. He wanted to yell, but there was only a slight sound.

Wei Sheng's teeth were chattering, his eyes were about to crack, he had already rushed into the room, supported the bed with one hand and jumped up, flung his foot on the face of Ji Xianghui who was opposite the bed, the latter bumped into the infusion stand and tripped suddenly, Wei Sheng had already squatted on the ground with his feet on the ground, and he drew his gun and pointed it at the back of his head.

At the same time, the muzzle of the seven or eight black guns behind Wei Sheng's head was also pressed against the back of Wei Sheng's head. The cold body of the gun seemed to send cold air into the scalp through the hair, but the latter's face was tense and his eyes were deep into the cold pool. With the muzzle of the gun pressed against Ji Xianghui's head step by step, he had to slowly put his head on the cold tiled floor of the hospital.

Wei Sheng wished he could pull the trigger and end him.

At that time, Ji Xianghui lay sideways on the ground and slowly raised his chin, and glanced at the girl who was holding him with a gun from the corner of his eyes, and was also shuddered by the bloodshot eyes of the other party.