Chapter 95

2014-08-16

Nancheng District, a therapy room by the pier.

Tang En saw Lena in a coma. At this time, her head, legs, and abdomen were covered with thick bandages, and her palm-size face was pale and full of pain.

After a moment of silence, Tang En took a deep breath and walked out of the ward.

Outside the ward, Alan, anxious and angry, kept walking around.

Tang En said calmly: "What did the doctor say?"

"The doctor said that Sister Lena's abdomen was just a trauma, so it shouldn't be a big problem. But her leg was severely fractured. He is now I'm not sure if it will affect my walking in the future. The most serious thing is the head. He said that Sister Lina's head was severely injured, and now I'll see if I can...can wake up." Allen couldn't help lowering his head when he said this.

"Is there any other way?"

"The doctor said that the only way to ensure a cure is to invite Father Advanced from Light God to come over. But... Father Advanced will not come. , we're just commoners, we don't have enough money...but I've already contacted a Chamber of Commerce, and I'll go and sell them the washing machine later."

Tang En patted Allen's shoulder : "Since it's a money problem, it's not a problem, I'll solve this. Now, talk to me about what's going on."

"I'm not quite clear either... When I came back from the suburbs, I saw Sister Lina and the others shouting near the pier. Then suddenly a group of masked men with swords and sticks ran out, rushed into the crowd and started beating. I'll find you after I've sent it to the treatment center."

"With a mask?" Tang En frowned, "So, you don't know who the other party is?"

" I know!" Aunt Susan, who was limping and wearing a bandage, walked out of the ward angrily, "This damned fellow, turned into a gray old lady, also knows him. One of them is a hooligan from the Tiger Gang, even if you don't give him money when you go to bed, It's still a tiger, it looks quite strong, and it's over in a few seconds..."

"Uh..." Looking at Aunt Susan's exaggerated foundation, the figure of a bucket... Rao is Tang En is now full of killing intent, and is also struck by this sentence.

Concentrated, Tang En continued to ask: "The male tiger gang? Do you know where to find the gangster?"

Allen took over the words: "I know the place, However, it's useless for us to find them..."

"If we can find them, you can come with me, Ellen."

"I'll go with you too, I dare you Hit Lena, see if I don't pull him out..."

"Uh..." Tang En stroked his forehead, "Aunt Susan, you stay here to take care of Lena, Just leave it to us."

Aunt Susan reluctantly said, "...well, take care of Lena."

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Late at night, a street bistro.

Noisy environment, splattered wine, exposed wine girls... all kinds of people are here to release their excess energy through alcohol.

Bang! The half-closed wooden door at the entrance was pushed open, and a calm-looking middle-aged man entered.

The drinker raised his slightly red eyes, glanced at them, and looked away.

Oh, it's nothing to pay attention to, but it's a poor middle age person, maybe he lost his job, maybe his mother-in-law is out of the wall... It won't take long for him to grow up with here Like most people become a drunken alcoholic. At that time, if you were still interested in his sadness, you could get close to him, and he would even show you how big his own woman's breasts were...

middle-aged man glanced at the tavern After a circle, he walked in one direction and stopped beside a burly man who was obviously bad at a table.

He leaned over and said something, and the big men scolded impatiently and pushed him away.

The man was frowned and picked up a large glass of ale from the wine bowl of the passer-by.

"Sir, this is..."

Before the wine-handling girl could finish speaking, the man stepped forward and slammed the big glass into the back of a big man's head.

Bang! The big man who was hit fell to the ground with a sound.

"This is at another table... uh." The tavern was instantly silent.

The man seemed to have done nothing just now, calmly said to the dazed big man: "I ask, are you called a jackal?"

Wow——the pub is boiling Now, there is a lively look, and suddenly the whistles come one after another.

"Damn you seeking death!" "You're impatient, dare to provoke your uncle!"...

The big guy who came back to his senses was suddenly angry, too arrogant Well, we were rogues and didn't bother anyone else, but now they've been approached by others.

The nearest big man immediately got up and punched the middle-aged man in the head,

stepped sideways, grabbed his arm, turned around...boom,

A neatly smashed over the shoulder, the majestic body of the big man smashed a wooden table, and suddenly lay on the ground and twitched.

"If you're looking for something, take the guy!"

When you come out to hang out, of course you have to take it with you. The remaining three big men all took out short-handled machetes from their backs and waved them over.

middle-aged man shook the head, took a step forward empty-handed, grabbed the chopped machete, and kicked out his right leg,

click, click, two crisp sounds.

Ah! The big man screamed, his knees directly on the ground, and suddenly there was another scream.

Let go and back away, as if calculated, the middle-aged man avoided the machete in the chest by an inch. He raised his hand into a sword and slashed at the right shoulder of the big man holding the knife. With a click, half of the big man's shoulder suddenly collapsed, screamed miserably, and fell to the ground.

The last big man saw that the situation was far from good, took back the machete, and was about to run towards the door.

Shh...

Everyone in the tavern was having fun listening to the sound of broken bones just now, and they were thinking about another one. Who would have thought that this guy actually ran away, and suddenly booed.

At this time, a table flew into the air, bang! It hit the big jackal on the back, and the latter suddenly fell to the ground like a dog gnawing at the mud.

The middle-aged man strode over, leaning over and reaching for the big man's back.

shua... An unrolled bolt of white silk white light burst from the ground.

Before everyone had time to exclaim, middle-aged man make a move like the wind, expressionlessly clasping his knife-wielding wrist.

"Are you a jackal?"

"No... ah!"

Ka cha... The screaming big man's wrist slumped weakly.

Whoo... oh! In the tavern, the exclamations turned into moans of fulfillment.

"Are you a jackal?"

"Yes, yes..." The big man responded in pain.

"Very good." The middle-aged man seemed satisfied nodded: "It seems that you not only look for women with unique taste, but also have a unique way of answering questions...like lying down."

"Very good." p>

Picking up the back of the jackal's coat, the middle-aged man walked towards the door: "Come on, I need some more questions from you."

Om...a Silver Coin flies To the pub bar, apparently, this is compensation for damaged tables and chairs.

Bang! The wooden door closed again.

Outside the pub, Alan looked at the middle-aged man with a complicated expression.

"Ah, Mr. Arthur..."

"Well, I caught the jackal." Tang En didn't pay much attention to Ellen's expression, "Find a quieter one. Let's go somewhere, so as not to scare the children later."

"Uh, I know, I'll take you there..."

Gangster's morals are all spoken at the wine table Now, in this situation, the jackal will naturally not refuse Tang En's question, uh, especially in the case of another broken hand.

Soon, Tang En wiped the dagger and walked out of an abandoned bungalow.

After giving Alan an address, the carriage starts up again, heading for the next target.

(Bow down to thank the book friends "jht121", "Very Simple Danshu", "Yaoyiyi" and "pAcademician" for their rewards and support.

Sorry, all book friends. This chapter is so late. Well, something happened... Life is not as good as it is often**, if you can talk to people like you, you can knock down people like you, the civet cat will continue to move forward!)