Chapter 392

Chapter 392

"Does it hurt? Do you want it to be gentler?"

"Hurry up and tie it up. Where did all this nonsense come from?"

"People care about you."

"You are a grown man, why do you care about me!"

In the hospital, Zheng Jirong looked helplessly at Zhou Xingzu, who was struggling in front of him. The boy was holding a bandage and carefully binding it along his chest wall.

Although the fierce battle with Fire Cloud Evil God was very enjoyable, the result of the battle was extremely tragic.

In addition to the charterer and his wife, several masters in the walled city were seriously injured, including Zheng Jirong himself.

A Gui and the others' injuries were minor, but they also had a few broken bones, not to mention Zheng Jirong, who had fought the Fire Cloud Evil God from beginning to end.

Just after the battle that day, Zheng Jirong declined the charterer's offer to bandage and treat him, and instead asked his men to drive him to the hospital for a comprehensive examination.

Don't get me wrong, it's not that he doesn't trust Chinese medicine, but in this case, it's better to go to the hospital and take a X-ray.

The results were obvious. He had multiple fractures in his body and severe internal bleeding. In layman's terms, he had suffered very serious internal injuries.

When he was delivered, the doctor ordered someone to push him directly to the morgue.

However, fortunately, whether it was because his physique had been strengthened several times or because of systemic reasons, the bleeding symptoms of his internal organs gradually alleviated in a short period of time and began the process of self-repair.

And after a good night's sleep, except for the bones that have not yet healed on their own, all other injuries on his body are almost healed.

Zhou Xingzu finished bandaging him, clapped his hands, carefully selected an apple from the fruit basket beside him, and said casually while chewing: "Brother Rong, Tiezhu and the others are already tracing the behind-the-scenes of the Fire Cloud Evil God. But so far, no valuable clues have been found.”

"Also, we have visited the mental hospital where Huoyun Evil God is imprisoned before. On the surface, that place is a mental hospital, but in fact it is a research center founded by foreigners, specializing in the study of our country's martial arts masters."

"Wow, there are even tanks inside, and ordinary people can't get in!"

Zheng Jirong nodded lightly, leaned on the bedside, and said thoughtfully: "Since it was done by foreigners, there is nothing to investigate. Not to mention that guy Zhang Wanlin is very close to foreigners, he is the foreigner who has made enemies with me. There are countless others, and this is most likely their fault.”

"you're right."

Zhou Xingzu took a bite of the apple, and nodded solemnly while the juice flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this kid's idle look, Zheng Jirong couldn't help but frown and said, "If you feel bored, go and practice your special abilities. If you lose to those Japanese guys, see how I deal with you."

"Hey, Brother Rong, don't worry." Zhou Xingzu waved his hand nonchalantly, "No matter how powerful the master Kawashima Yoshiko found, can he be more powerful than my special powers? What's more, this time there is a one-eyed dragon from the army, I I really can’t figure out how to lose.”

"I hope so," Zheng Jirong said lightly.

"Dong dong dong"

The door to the ward suddenly rang. Axing walked over and opened the door. Peanut jumped in with a smile on his face and shouted excitedly: "Brother Rong, look who I brought to you! Thumb, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, hustle door."

As he spoke, he moved his hands back, and like magic, Si Teng, dressed in a cool cheongsam, walked in, her expression still cold and noble.

When Zheng Jirong saw Si Teng, he couldn't help but be stunned. Why is this woman here?

Upon seeing this, Hua Mi quickly ran to his side and explained in a low voice: "I was just about to come to the hospital to see you, the gang leader, when this girl suddenly appeared and said she could save you, insisting that I bring her here."

When Zheng Jirong heard this, he slapped his forehead and suddenly realized: "I almost forgot about this."

When he was in the cellar of Lei Gong's house, a big hole was opened in his abdomen, and Si Teng was able to help him recover as before. Now this minor injury of broken bones should not be a problem for her.

He quickly put on a smile and said to Si Teng, "Miss Si Teng is here!"

Si Teng replied calmly: "Don't get me wrong, I'm just worried that your injury will delay my return home."

With that said, she walked up to Zheng Jirong, a green light flashed in her eyes, as if she was checking his injuries.

When Zheng Jirong saw this, he immediately took off his shirt, revealing his muscles. Although they were covered with scars, they still looked strong and strong.

Seeing his action, Si Teng couldn't help frowning: "What are you doing?"

"Aren't you going to treat me?"

"There's no need to take off your clothes then."

Zheng Jirong was speechless for a moment, and awkwardly picked up his shirt and was about to put it on. At this moment, Si Teng suddenly stretched out his right hand, a green light condensed in his palm, and gently approached Zheng Jirong's chest.

Zheng Jirong immediately felt a coolness spreading from his chest, and all the joints in his body seemed to be moisturized by this breath, giving off a numbing feeling.

This unprecedented feeling of comfort made him hum involuntarily: "Hmm~"

At this moment, a surprised voice came from the door: "You guys."

Zheng Jirong heard the sound and looked around, only to see Bai Xiuzhu standing at the door, looking at him and Si Teng in disbelief. She was also holding some gifts in her hand, obviously coming to visit him.

Beside her, Shenzui had a smile on his face and a hint of teasing in his eyes.

Zheng Jirong quickly explained: "Xiuzhu, it's not what you see. Miss Si Teng is helping me treat my injury."

Bai Xiuzhu didn't wait for him to finish, pointed at Si Teng and said angrily: "Whose doctor wears a cheongsam to work!"

After saying that, he dropped the gift in his hand, turned around and ran out.

When Zheng Jirong saw this, he hurriedly wanted to get up and chase after him, but Si Teng gently tapped his forehead with his finger, and a soft force directly pushed him back to the bed.

"It's not cured yet, just lie down."

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A few minutes later, Zheng Jirong, who had recovered from his injuries, hurried out of the hospital and saw Bai Xiuzhu sitting in the car and preparing to leave.

He walked forward quickly, quickly opened the door and got in just a second before the car started.

"You...what are you doing? Get out of here!"

When Bai Xiuzhu saw Zheng Jirong getting into the car, she immediately pushed him and tried to drive him out of the car. However, he grabbed his hand firmly and explained with a smile: "Didn't I tell you, that woman You are just treating me, why are you so childish?"

"You have nothing to do with my childish temper!"

Bai Xiuzhu pointed at Zheng Jirong, with tears in her eyes, "You are injured. I am so anxious that I can't even sleep, but what about you!"

She beat Zheng Jirong's chest angrily, "But you are making love to other women in the ward! You gangster, I am really blind to fall in love with you!"

"Oh, it hurts!"

Zheng Jirong covered his chest and shouted with a slightly exaggerated expression, "It's over. The bones that were just connected seem to be broken again."

Bai Xiuzhu, who had an angry face at first, immediately stopped what she was doing when she heard this, and frantically checked the injury on his chest, for fear of causing any harm.

However, the moment she lowered her head to check, Zheng Jirong quickly took action, hugged her waist and held her tightly in his arms.

Just when Bai Xiuzhu was about to get angry, her lips were sealed by Zheng Jirong. She tried hard to push him away, but the man's embrace was like an iron wall. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't push him away.

When the driver in the front seat saw this, he hurriedly climbed out of the car and closed the door tightly.

This thing is not fun to look at. If the lady gets angry at him, he won't be able to deal with it.

"Uh-huh. Just go away!"

Bai Xiuzhu finally broke away from Zheng Jirong's arms, gasped and glared at him and cursed: "If you dare to do this again, I will call my uncle to come and arrest you!"

Zheng Jirong smiled nonchalantly, stroked her hair, and said softly: "Siteng really came to treat my injury. Think about it, Ah Xing and the others were in the ward at that time. No matter how lustful I was, You’re not flirting with her in front of so many people, are you?”

As he spoke, he suddenly took off his shirt, revealing his muscular chest.

"What are you doing"

Seeing this, Bai Xiuzhu shyly covered her eyes with her palms, blushing and said, "No, not here..."

"Um?"

Zheng Jirong leaned back in surprise, "What are you thinking about? I want you to see my wounds."

He patted his chest and said, "Look, are all the wounds gone?"

Bai Xiuzhu carefully looked through the gaps between her fingers and found that all the scars on his chest had disappeared and his skin was as smooth as ever.

She nodded sheepishly and asked, "Is that Si Teng really a doctor?"

"She is much better than the doctor." Zheng Jirong smiled and hugged her, "Do you believe it this time?"

"Hmph," Bai Xiuzhu hummed, "Anyway, I don't think she is a serious person."

She is not human at all.

After Zheng Jirong chuckled secretly, he held Bai Xiuzhu's face again.

"What are you doing?"

"While there's no one around now, let's kiss you for a while."

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Half an hour later, the atmosphere in the ward was subtle.

Shen Zui glanced at Bai Xiuzhu, who was holding Zheng Jirong's arm tightly. Seeing that although she was staring at Si Teng with an unkind expression, she was obviously no longer angry with the man next to her, he couldn't help but give Zheng Jirong a secret thumbs up.

Although Zheng Jirong felt proud, he still pretended to be indifferent on the surface. He shrugged and asked, "Brother, are you here to press for military expenses again this time? I have to remind you that I really don't have any money." there is none left."

Shen Zui waved his hands pretending to be displeased and said, "Who do you think I am? I knew you were injured this time, so I came here to see you."

Zheng Jirong looked at Shen Zui up and down and said with disbelief: "Brother, you have come to see me four or five times. Which time did you not come to ask for money? Are you so kind as to come to see me specially?"

Shen Zui walked to the other side of Zheng Jirong and said seriously: "The army will leave tomorrow. I don't know when we will meet next time. I really want to catch up with you."

Zheng Jirong raised his eyebrows and asked: "Leaving tomorrow? Will all the Northern Expeditionary Army remaining in Songhu leave?"

"That's natural."

Shen Zui sighed, "In this joint attack on Feng, we must fight until the flag changes in the north. By then, the defeated soldiers of Gao Shidu and Zhang Zongchang who have been scattered will definitely flee to the concession, and there will probably not be peace here. You kid But be careful, don’t wait for me to come back, you are no longer here.”

"Bah, bah, bah! Don't talk nonsense!" Bai Xiuzhu quickly pointed at him dissatisfied.

Seeing Shen Zui's embarrassed look, Zheng Jirong smiled and put his hand on his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, brother, when you come back from the war, I will definitely set up a banquet waiting for you at the best restaurant in the city."

Shen Zui laughed loudly and said, "I've been waiting for your words!"

Then, he whispered in Zheng Jirong's ear: "The Japanese have stationed nearly 2,000 troops in Shanghai. They are called the 'Special Marines'. They have infantry, artillery, and armor. Don't be confused!"

Zheng Jirong laughed dumbly and said: "Don't worry, no matter how stupid I am, I will never lead the Hi Gang to attack the Japanese army."

"The army of the Republic of China can't do it either!"

Shen Zui added, "There are still fifteen Korean gunboats parked on the Huangpu River. They have the power to enforce the law. You have to be more careful."

Zheng Jirong smiled and patted Shen Zui's shoulder, nodded and said, "Don't worry, although I am sometimes impulsive, I am not stupid. You can go with peace of mind, I will take care of things here."

Shen Zui looked at him seriously, then waved his hand and said, "Then you guys talk first. I'll be relieved to know that you're fine. I have to go back first. There are still a lot of things waiting for me at the headquarters."

After saying that, he lightly hammered Zheng Jirong's chest twice and strode out of the ward.

Looking at the drunken back, Zheng Jirong touched his chin thoughtfully.

Almost all of the troops stationed in Shanghai from various countries were transferred from their hometowns in various countries during the Northern Expedition a few months ago. The foreigners were worried that they would occupy the concessions.

Together, these countries have nearly 20,000 troops stationed, including countless mine boats and gunboats. No matter how much he, Zheng Jirong, wants revenge, he will not be stupid enough to go head-to-head with these war machines.

If he wanted to take revenge, he had to find another way.

That night, Shili Foreign Market was as brightly lit as daylight, and the neon lights of nightclubs, hotels, and luxury stores on the roadside were like stars, shining with dazzling light.

In front of the largest hotel on this bustling street, Charles, the chief inspector of the patrol room, walked out drunkenly with the help of a servant.

As a senior foreigner in the concession and the highest officer of the patrol house, his life seems to be always surrounded by endless entertainment and money.

Every night, he would attend various occasions and accept bribes from various people, and the next morning, he would always wake up in a suite of a luxury hotel or in the home of a lover he did not even remember.

At this time, the servant beside him carefully carried a heavy suitcase filled with banknotes.

This is his life, socializing in restaurants and then accepting bribes. It seems to be very prosperous, but in fact it is boring.

"Shanghai Beach...is such a charming place."

Charles narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the bustling scene around him, and sighed sincerely.

He did like this land and the power and wealth it brought him.

However, he did not notice that a car was parked quietly on the corner of the street not far away.

The two people in the car stared directly at Charles, as if they were plotting something.

"Brother Rong, that's him. I can recognize this foreign devil even if he turns into ashes." Peng Yixing said with cold eyes.

Zheng Jirong bit his cigarette butt and said calmly: "Then what are you waiting for? Step on the accelerator and kill him!"

"Okay!" Peng Yixing responded without hesitation, then stepped on the accelerator, and the car instantly accelerated from the corner and rushed towards Charles.

Here, Charles was smoking a cigar and thinking about where to go for fun in the evening, when he suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart.

He turned around and saw a car rushing straight towards him, so fast that it was so close in the blink of an eye!

The alcohol dissipated instantly, and Charles wanted to jump to the side in fear, but his legs were as heavy as lead and he couldn't move.

At this moment, Zheng Jirong suddenly shouted: "Turn around!"

Although Peng Yixing didn't know why, he quickly pulled the steering wheel, and the car passed by Charles, causing a gust of dust.

Charles collapsed on the ground, looking shocked, breathing heavily.

Looking at this scene in the rearview mirror, Zheng Jirong's lips curved into a sneer.

It would be so easy to die after offending him. He planned to scare the foreign devil and torture him until he had a mental breakdown.

"Hahaha..." Zheng Jirong looked at Peng Yixing on the side and laughed and scolded: "I told you to hit you, so you hit me? People will die! Why are you so cruel!"

Peng Yixing was stunned for a moment, and then said in confusion: "Brother Rong, didn't you say you wanted to hit him to death?"

"You can't have fun before you kill him."

Zheng Jirong replied matter-of-factly, and then ordered, "Let's go to another place and continue to scare the foreign devil."

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