"Boy, alas, I see that you are dark and impatient, there should be a disaster waiting for you, come, uncle, I'll show you again." The old man said inscrutablely, persuaded him not to go first, and reminded him in a low voice: "Our fortune-telling is sometimes very accurate, you better take care of my breakfast." ”

Ding Fan is now in a hurry to go to the railway station in the north to take a look, how can he have time to deal with this old god stick who is full of nonsense.

"You, this can't be done, you lack stamina, I'll tell you......" The old god stick stood at the door and blocked the way, and it seemed that he would not stop without eating this meal.

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps at the door, followed by a cacophony of sounds.

Perhaps with some kind of premonition, Ding Fan suddenly pulled Hao Banxian away, pushed the door out, and looked towards the door.

Ngawang struggled to carry a man of medium stature, covered in blood, with a long cut on his head and his flesh turned out.

"What's wrong?" Ding Fan walked over and asked them to put the person on the ground and quickly find a way to deal with it.

This person is Chen Beishan.

In the early hours of the morning, he took people to the construction site of the new station to find work, and he had a conflict with others, and he was cut like this.

Chen Beishan was placed in the corridor, his back was leaning against the wall, his head was drooping, blood was flowing from his nostrils and lips, and he had been stabbed several times in his chest, and the diamond-shaped knife was bubbling blood, which made people feel terrible and pitiful when they looked at it.

"Old Hao, what should I do in this situation?" Ding Fan felt that he was about to die from his weak snort, and called Hao Banxian anxiously.

At this time, for the sake of a circle of people around Chen Beishan, Ngawang still has a conscience, and he has already ridden to the doctor of the health center, and the second girl is shouting noisily, as if he is looking for bandages and painkillers or something.

"Ahem, kid, wipe the things on his nose and mouth, and then wait for the doctor to come, deal with it, go to the county hospital, this person is basically ......" Hao Banxian called Erya to clean up Chen Beishan's face, saving the guy from choking to death.

At the door, Ngawang dragged a chubby barefoot doctor and ran in, and the barefoot doctor's medicine box almost fell.

"Hold it, hold it, first inject a cardiotonic shot, and then ......" The barefoot doctor estimated that it was the reason for working in the mine for a long time, and he was quite experienced with these knife wounds and traumatic injuries, and after the injection, he began to deal with them again.

Ding Fan couldn't reach out for this kind of thing, but now he was anxious to know the situation at the scene, dragged Hao Banxian aside, and asked angrily: "What do you mean? Can he die or live, you said that he must be sent to the hospital immediately, this person is basically ......"

"Don't keep talking about me, that's what I did, I said basically, that's right, if you're dead, you're basically hopeless, and if you're alive, you're basically fine......" The old god said slyly.

Seeing that the waiter was carrying Chen Beishan outside, it was estimated that he would immediately find a car to go to the county hospital for surgery, Ding Fan looked at Hao Banxian's eyes and said, "Say, can this guy die?"

Hao Banxian thought for a while, and said confidently: "It shouldn't be, but the hemothorax can't run, don't expect him to wake up and make any records for you." ”

"Little brother, people, don't go, that big brother. Hao Banxian looked at Ding Fan holding the cigarette case in his hand and was stunned, stretched out his hand to take it at once, and when he looked over, he immediately glanced at Ah Wang, and his strange eyes signaled him to hurry up and ask about the situation.

Ding Fan didn't care about this old god stick and sat on his motorcycle to smoke, and when he arrived at the door, he couldn't help but say, took Ah Wang off the four-wheeled car, turned his head and arranged for the two of them and said: "You can just go, go to the county hospital to hang up an emergency, and go down to find the people from the White Wolf family and inform them to send money." ”

After finishing this, Ah Wang seemed to understand at once: Ding Fan is a police officer who is here to investigate the case, can he still be good if he falls into his hands.

Taking advantage of Ding Fan's lack of attention, he was about to reach the door, he glanced at it and could turn around and run uphill to the left, and then drill into the alley, where there were several ruins, and broken pipes, as long as he got in, Ding Fan would definitely not be able to catch himself.

"Coach, slow down, my arm ......hurts," Awang said, shaking the arm that Ding Fan was grabbing, struggling to let him grab himself.

Ding Fan's mind was full of thoughts about what happened this morning, although he didn't say anything in his mouth, but his palm loosened, and at this moment, the king's heel was violently forced, and he was about to escape.

"It's time to clean you up!" This thought flashed in Ding Fan's mind, his hands and feet seemed to arrive at the same time, his left leg moved forward sharply, his right leg followed two steps, one hand grabbed the clothes outside Awang's belt, and shook suddenly, and the other hand turned into a fist and slapped him heavily on the back.

This slightly changed grappling action "crotch and neck" is brave and powerful, Ngawang shouted in pain, and his two hands stretched out to the ground, saving himself from being hurt by the fall.

"There's also a big back fall of the arm-hugging dragon, come, try it......" Ding Fan subdued him instantly, and the hard palm of his right hand pressed a few times on a place under the third joint of Awang's cervical vertebrae, which was the place where the numb tendons and the pain points intersected, but such a heavy press was more painful than ten punches and eight punches.

As soon as he heard him say that there was something else to hold his arms and fall on the dragon's back, Ah Wang's beads of sweat the size of soybeans were dripping on his forehead, and he gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Coach, if I say it, what if they kill me?"

Ding Fan has paid attention to this issue all of a sudden, since he came here, he has been dealing with Ah Wang, Chen Beishan, Hao Banxian, and Bai Ling, in business terms, he is investigating, contacting, but he almost ignored the matter of protecting the parties.

In fact, up to now, his practices in many things are still immature, for example, Hao Banxian used to wander around at night, pulling a wide net for his fortune teller, and taking the opportunity to see which beautiful woman was home alone, and he ran into Kan Liang hiding in the cinema somewhere squatting.

People squatting in the pit and pretending to be vendors like vendors, playing the role of second-rate outsiders will never be able to see it, how can it be like Ding Fan at the door of Bai Ling's Yuelai Inn, with his hands behind his back and boasting about his gun, he almost said to everyone he saw: "What do you see, I'm squatting here and here." ”

After these thoughts flashed, Ding Fan let go of him, looked at no one left and right, and said in a pertinent tone: "I didn't expect this before, but now that I know, I will always live here, you have to be on guard, are you temporarily in charge of the hotel?"

After getting an accurate answer from Ah Wang, the two went to Ding Fan's room, Hao Cripple took out his radio, sat next to him, dialed a commentary on "The Biography of Yue Fei", and put it from the beginning, so that Ah Wang could talk about the morning, in Ding Fan's opinion, the public security situation in this place is getting more and more complicated.

At five o'clock in the morning, Chen Beishan didn't know who he had listened to, and called Ah Wang, as well as eight or nine green-skinned bastards from other places, saying that he was going to stand on the battlefield with the short guy.

The location is Chaoyang Road behind the new railway station, where several new bun shops have opened, and it is a place where Xinglong Mine often goes to meet friends for dinner recently.

When he arrived on Chaoyang Road, Chen Beishan saw two people sitting at the door of Jinji Da Leng Noodle, a black bag on the dining table, the long black bag was one meter long, and the two young people were wearing sunglasses, the other was wearing a sunhat, and a coffee-colored windbreaker.

"A few of you just wait here in the bun shop, all of you are in good spirits, if they do it, you will go up, in fact, it is not a big deal, the eldest brother said that they took it, and took the initiative to give an attitude, but the thing was not obtained, no one can be careless, do you hear?" Chen Beishan pointed to the breakfast bun stall next to him, bowed his head and said with a gloomy face, and threw it on the dining table with a pile of great unity.

"Leader Ding, they had a good chat at first, the guy in the trench coat, after chatting a few words, went to the hotel and picked up three bottles of special beer, a bottle of a lot of money, put it on the table, used his fingers as a starter, gave it all up, put it in front of Boss Chen, as if he said something, and then he was anxious. Ngawang thought about the situation at that time, and there happened to be a small coffee table next to them, so he moved over, put it in front of him, and talked about the situation at that time on the table.

From what Awang saw here, it should be that Ngawang listened to someone's words and went to get something, and when he arrived at the place, the people sent by the other party added conditions, or said that he wanted to give less money, so he was anxious.

"The man in the trench coat opened the zipper of his bag and grabbed a wad of money, and I saw it, and knew that it was over, so I quickly stuffed a bun into my mouth, because after receiving the money, we went away to prevent them from repenting. Ngawang gestured at the small table.

At that time, Chen Beishan was on the left, the man in the windbreaker was on the right, the black bag was in the middle, the bag was opened, and the money was taken out.

"When our brothers saw this, they didn't react, they seemed to be even more ruthless towards our kid, they reached out and pressed Brother Chen's head, and the one wearing a windbreaker shot him directly on the scalp......"

Ah Wang, they are all people who often fight and kill with Chen Beishan, even this kind of station, they have to be ready to fight with each other at any time, it is said that they should rush up at this time, but they have to stand in the distance as if they have fallen into evil one by one.

Two brothers fell to the ground with buns in their hands, squatted down and went around picking them up, but they didn't find them for a long time.

"The guy opposite us stabbed Brother Chen with a knife, and then the one in the windbreaker got another bullet, gestured at us a few times, took the bag and left, I ran over and grabbed Lao Chen's arm, rolled his eyelids, he was still sober, and said that we were fooled, people are too ruthless, let's go around in the future." After Ngawang finished speaking, he stared blankly at the door, with a strange expression and a faint sense of fear on his face, as if the two killers would soon find this place.

"Ah Wang, think about it again, are these two people advocating Zhiwen and Zhang Zhixin in a big and small way? You can't be unfamiliar with them, right?" Ding Fan saw that he was in a trance, and knocked on the table with a cigarette case, reminding him to pay attention to his question.

"Big landlord, who? Where did the landlord come from?" is really strange, just recounting the situation of the accident in the morning, Ngawang actually fell into the evil