Ninth Special District

More than ten o'clock in the morning.

Yuan Ke rushed out of Fengbei by car, urging the driver continually: "Hurry, please, please hurry ...!"

...

About half an hour later, in the training hospital building.

The old horse has been pushed out by the military doctors and thrown directly into the empty and unemployed ward, while Guan Qi is still being treated.

In the hall downstairs, Fat Xing was wearing a trench coat and strode out the palm of his meteor: "Hello, hello, trouble."

A sergeant reached out and shook Xing Fatty, and immediately let go of the stairs and said, "Yuan Hua is on the third floor!"

"Don't look at him first, I look at the old man."

"Oh, he is on the fourth floor!"

"Are you awake? Can you talk?" Xing Fatty asked.

"He hurt is not the point, he can talk." The sergeant nodded.

"Trouble."

"It's okay, just listen to the order, hehe." The sergeant led Xing Fatty and went upstairs.

A few minutes later, the crowd arrived in the idle ward. Xing Fatzi brought his second son and Pete together, while the others stood outside and waited.

Indoors, the old horse was pale with a drip bottle, his eyes wide open, and he lay quietly on the bed.

Fat man Xing took off his leather gloves and slapped it on the shoulder of the old horse: "Oh, the old guy's bones are stiff!"

"I have never beat the capitalist." Lao Ma responded with a sigh.

Fat Man Xing walked back to the bed with his hands on his back and looked down at the old horse: "Okay, I won't talk to you nonsense, let's talk about the topic."

"Say what?"

"Don't pretend? My son?" Xing Fatty asked.

Lao Ma turned his head to look at Fat Xing and grinned back, "I'll ask you a few questions first, let's talk about the business."

Fat Xing frowned: "Yes, you ask."

"Your medicine and my medicine cost the same! How expensive are you to sell?" Asked Lao Ma.

"No, my cost is different from yours." Fatty Xing shook his head and said, "You are a life of fire, and the whole family eats. And I am a person earning money, and I want to raise the fairy of the middle and upper three roads. How can this cost be the same? ? "

Lao Ma thought carefully and replied: "OK, I recognize this."

"What more do you ask?"

"You have to earn money to raise the Three Ways Immortals, so do those of us who are bitter and haha ​​have to eat? I sell in Songjiang, although the price is cheap, but the quantity is limited, I have never actively robbed your market before ... … But why do n’t you even give a chance to survive? ”Lao Ma looked up and asked,“ Do I have to kill it quickly? ”

Fatty Xing looked impatient and bowed his head for a long while before responding without emotion: "I'm not afraid of the money you earned, but because of your cheapness, we will lose our reputation! This is not allowed by the company. "

"You cooperate with local gangsters, sell high-priced medicines, **** blood from slums, and then raise those corrupt officials. Do you have any face to tell me about your reputation?"

"No way, for businessmen, there is no difference between clean money and **** money." Fatty Xing said with a blank expression: "For me, I only guarantee the interests of the company! What you do, It affects us, and then we can't talk anymore, so we must have a male and female! "

"Do you think I'm in your hands, do you have no qualifications to talk about conditions?" Lao Ma asked.

Fat Xing smiled: "I don't actually need to talk to you, I just need to call your family and tell them that you are here with me, then my son will come back naturally!"

"Hehe!" Lao Ma smiled at the words.

Fat man Xing frowned and looked at the old man: "Do you know why you lost?"

The old horse is silent.

"Because I haven't understood this era, or what role the businessman should play now." Fatty Xing walked around the house and whispered: "A few guns, a few dead horses, a group of coaxing you Sick seedlings selling low-cost medicine! Do you think you can start a business? What you think is too simple! "

"I think what you think is too simple." Lao Ma answered indifferently.

...

downstairs.

Yuan Ke stepped into the hall, his eyes panicked toward the reception desk: "Hello, I will ask, Yuan Hua is in the ward!"

"On the third floor!" The other party looked up and responded.

Yuan Ke rushed upstairs with the fastest speed after hearing the sound.

Tens of seconds later, in the corridor on the third floor, Yuan Ke shouted palely: "Brother ...!"

"This way!"

Bald man ran out of the Chalu corridor and waved at Yuan Ke.

Yuan Ke rushed over and asked breathlessly: "Are you in this emergency room?"

"Yes, you go in!" The bald man dragged Yuan Ke and pushed him to the door of the emergency room.

Yuan Ke clenched his fists, pushed the door to enter, and looked up at the hospital bed.

"Are you?" Asked the chief knife.

"I am his brother!"

"... you can come." The chief knife took off his mask and came over, the words said briefly: "We have tried our best to drag!"

Yuan Ke heard a roar of the brain.

On the hospital bed, Yuan Hua's neck twitched and turned to look at his brother at the door.

Yuan Ke stared at him in a daze for a moment, at a loss.

Yuan Hua raised his arm and muttered softly: "... small ... Xiaoke ... you are right ... brother, wrong."

When Yuan Ke burst into tears, he rushed past.

"The company takes it well, don't treat the people who have followed me ... Yuan's family ... you'll forget it ...!" Yuan Hua's eyes closed slowly, his arms shrugged instantly: "I ... I saw my dad Damn. "

"Dididi!"

After a burst of electronic sound, the heartbeat graph straightened instantly.

"brother!!"

Yuan Ke knelt in front of the bed, and the depressed emotion burst out, crying with convulsions.

...

On the fourth floor, in an idle ward.

Fat Man Xing looked down at the old horse and frowned and asked, "How is it? Did you say it yourself, or should I contact your family?"

"Xing Fatty, are you sure what you are doing?"

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"Hehe." The old horse smiled and looked at Xing Fatty with a crooked neck. "There is one thing, you must be unsure."

After a long period of contemplation, Xing Fatty completely lost his patience, turned and walked to the door: "Old horse! From now on, I don't need you to say anything!"

"Boss Xing, we must not go back to your son. If you have to see him, I can tell you where he is buried now!" Lao Ma said in a bland tone.

Fat Man Xing turned his head back when he heard the sound, and said with a smile: "Are you going to play this way with me?"

"He is dead. The day we met at the Memorial Plaza in District Nine, I killed him personally. I have witnesses ... in the training ground." Lao Ma turned his head and stared at Xing Fatty: "You My son is not a good thing either. I am at my age. If I change him, I will not lose! "

When Fat Man Xing heard this sentence, his entire face had turned pale, and it was not the same as before.

"What's this? This is retribution! This is the consequence of you not taking people as people!" The old horse said hoarsely again.