Chapter 388

There is one thing in common between the dandies and the circles in the yamen, that is, the most important thing to pay attention to is face. Even if you are broken and bleeding, you must not lose face.

Zhou Feng stood by the window with a gloomy face and looked at the endless flow of people and cars downstairs. His heart was filled with hatred.

Just when Zhou Feng was about to lose his patience, the scarred face and black and thin short man who had caused trouble in the provincial hospital came back.

They were like fugitives. Their clothes were ragged, their faces were gray, and their faces were black and blue. Obviously, they didn't suffer less.

As soon as he entered the door, the black and thin man saw Zhou Feng as if he had seen his own father. He howled and began to cry.

"Mr. Zhou, this must not be done like this. These people obviously don't pay attention to you. It's no use for us to report your name. We were still taken care of and beaten by other prisoners. The cops were intentional!"

Although Zhou Feng is crazy, he is not a fool. They want to encourage themselves to avenge them. He can see that. Therefore, he also understands the meaning of the police in the Municipal Bureau.

"Pa!"

Zhou Feng turned back and slapped the black and thin man in the face, almost fanning the black and thin man out.

"You two stupid pigs, do you really think I don't know anything? I asked you two to get medicine, not to make trouble in the hospital! Do you know what time it is? Who gives you courage?!"

The black and thin man covered his face and dared not speak again, but he was very surprised. What's the situation? It's unreasonable. When did his master become so easy to speak?

Zhou fengke has never been a leader willing to suffer losses and admit planting.

Zhou Feng's anger had been boiling for a long time, but he could only bear it. He was not in the Yamen and could not bear the consequences of turning his face with the people in the Municipal Bureau.

In the final analysis, face is given by others. The meaning expressed in the Municipal Bureau has been very obvious. Although Zhou Feng doesn't believe that the Municipal Bureau doesn't sell his face because of Ye Mo, it should be just because the two stupid pigs have crossed the line, but he doesn't dare to take any other revenge.

In this sensitive period, if he offends the violent organ, he can't afford the result.

The most important thing is that Zhou Feng can't clean up Ye Mo yet. His illness still needs to be treated by the other party.

No matter what, only your own life is the first element. Life is gone. It's useless to say anything!

Zhou Feng stared at the black thin man and Scarface's two men fiercely, and said gloomily.

"Tomorrow, before tomorrow night, if you can't get the medicine again... Go to the old dog to receive the prize in person!"

Hearing this, the two looked at each other. They were all a little chaff on their bodies. At the thought of the torture means, their first meal was like a chicken eating rice.

Zhou Feng's eyes were terrible at this time. His eyes were full of suppressed anger and evil spirit. Both of them knew that if they hadn't taken back the medicine this time, their fate would never be better!

"Pa!"

After the black and thin man and Scarface escaped, Zhou Feng, who didn't calm down, kicked over the table in the house!

I've never been so angry since I was born!

Zhou Feng's arms trembled. Unexpectedly, he would be taken by a wild doctor.

"Lingling..."

When Zhou Feng was angry, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang. It was Zeng Wendong.

"Hello? What the fuck's the matter with you?!"

After Zhou Feng connected the phone, he took Zeng Wendong as an outlet and scolded.

In the past, Zeng Wendong would not dare to say anything at all. He only dared to bear it honestly. However, this time, Zeng Wendong changed his old weakness and snorted coldly.

"Mr. Zhou, how did I hear that your man was beaten by brother ye? Isn't it? Alas, why did such a thing happen? It's really rash. Everyone is their own people. If you have something to say, why? Leave it to me. I'll put the wine back and help you make peace with brother Ye."

Zhou Feng snorted coldly, clenched his fists, showed his green tendons, and his teeth were itching, but he didn't speak.

"Are you free now? How's your health? Is the medical expenses enough? If not, I can lend you some, but I shouldn't. After all, you should make a lot of money by doing those activities."

Zeng Wendong's voice turned cold after a few strange sarcasm.

Zhou Feng only felt a sudden burst in his temple and said in a cold tone.

"I don't know what the fuck you're talking about!"

"Don't know? No problem. I think Zhou Dashao should know soon. Those two losers should have gone back. They laughed at me all the way. Zhou Dashao's men are all talents..."

"Pa!"

Zhou Feng couldn't listen any more and immediately dropped the phone!

Fuck you!

The little boy surnamed Zeng, his wings are hard. He dares to ridicule you, Lao Tzu Zhou! When will it be your turn to instruct the country and the mountains with your surname!

Zhou Feng was really annoyed after receiving Zeng Wendong's phone call, and Zeng Wendong's phone revealed a very bad news!

Zhou Feng stood there, his face a little uncertain.

Forget it, you son of a bitch deserve to contact Ruisheng. You want to cheat me, hum!

Wild doctor, when your father is well, let me deal with you!

Zhou Feng hated the way in his heart.

At the other end of the phone, Zeng Wendong heard the voice on the phone. He knew that Zhou Feng should be angry and attack his heart. Then he fell the phone, and his heart was very comfortable.

Zhou, I've been ridiculed by you many times before. Now it's my turn to ridicule you, and it's not over yet!

Zeng Wendong snorted coldly after looking at a report in front of him.

"It doesn't matter what else. Dare to put your claws deep into Ruisheng's pocket. No matter who you are, I will chop your claws and pull them out!"

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In a remote automobile repair factory in Dongjiang City, more than a dozen people lie on the ground. A middle-aged man with gray hair and pigtails and inverted triangular eyes is kneeling on the ground. His triangular eyes are full of fierce looks, looking at the young man with a light smile in front of him.

The middle-aged man roared like a vicious dog in his throat. He wanted to go up and give each other a few times, but several silver needles inserted in his body locked him and couldn't move at all!

The leather jacket's legs trembled like chaff. He felt a heat flow flowing down his thighs, but he couldn't control it. What he had just seen with his own eyes made him a little incredible.