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Tang Dao smashed the newspaper on the table, and the glass that had just been placed next to it rolled to the ground. Fortunately, the carpet was not broken, but he still lay quietly on the ground, not daring to "say a word".
"Who can tell me what's going on here? Gentlemen." He took a deep breath, his eyes flicking back and forth between Little Ma and the little angel.
This newspaper published "Shock! Logan Airport Shooting! ".
With Laomei's information culture, the news can be spread through various media within a few hours. By night, almost everyone knows about it. The main reason is that the location is too sensitive, and the airport is an outsider. Business card, there was a vicious case of shooting with a submachine gun, and the police found nearly 70 shell casings from the scene!
The arrogance of the gangsters can be seen.
And within half an hour after the case happened, Tang Dao received a call from Jack Kennedy, Charlie and others. Although they didn't say it directly, the meaning was almost the same, and nine out of ten suspected that he did it.
But Tang Dao is also wronged. If I want to **** that idiot, do I need to trick him to Boston?
Isn't this putting **** on your face?
Under his guarantee, Jack and others also chose to believe him, and told him that Jeremy. Beverly and others have been sent to the hospital, and they are rushing there. If Tang Dao has nothing else to do, he will also go and have a look. After all, they are all guests he invited.
Brother Xiao Ma looked at the angry boss, his expression remained unchanged, and when he glanced at the newspaper, he suddenly became very weird. He was also shocked by the news, "Being attacked? Boss..." He frowned immediately , said firmly, "I didn't do it."
The little angel still had that paralyzed face, and he also shook his head.
Tang Dao tapped his fingers on the table twice, "I don't care who made it, anyway, just don't let anyone get caught. Now, follow me to the hospital." After finishing speaking, he put on the hanging suit, although he wished Jeremy. Beverly is going to die, but Tang Dao still has the most basic courtesy.
"Where are people?"
Brother Xiao Ma walked behind, winked at the little angel, and said nothing, but the latter already understood what it meant.
The little angel made an "OK" gesture, indicating that it was done.
What happened that day was really done by them, but of course they would not go through their own people. Do you think it is safe in Boston? There are always some desperadoes who are willing to do this vote.
Even in the pure white arctic there is killing.
What's more, what about cities that are already full of filth?
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Tang Dao brought Little Angel, Jack Ma, and two bodyguards to Massachusetts General Hospital. Is this the second most comprehensive hospital in the United States? Similarly, there is a 21% stake in the Boston Consortium. Charlie also took a stake here.
In other words, this is a "money-gathering area" for capitalists.
In old America, the benefits of doctors belong to the upper echelons of society, and their income can beat most industries, especially the most profitable dentists. At this level, the fees patients have to pay are sometimes huge sums of money, and like some The rich man's personal doctor has an annual salary of more than one million US dollars, and even has special subsidies such as travel every year.
As long as you have money, you can be truly free here.
As soon as Tang Dao got out of the car, a professional service lady came up to inquire. Here, they regard doctors as a kind of business, and of course the rich have to treat them differently.
"Hi sir, how can I help you?"
"Excuse me, Mr. Jeremy Beverly, where are they?" Xiao Ma, the assistant, walked over naturally and did not let the other party approach Tang Dao. If the boss needs to ask anything, then the monthly Isn't the salary of 20,000 to 30,000 US dollars in vain?
Although she couldn't get close, the lady looked embarrassed, but soon she showed a professional smile, "Please wait a moment, I will check."
"Thank you." Brother Ma thanked him, staring at the back of the other party, and finally stopped somewhere.
The nurse came back soon and took Jeremy. Beverly's ward told them, and asked if she needed to take it. Brother Xiao Ma waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need it. He turned around and said a few words to Tang Dao, and the group walked into the elevator.
"What's the matter? Are you a beauty trick and others didn't see it?" The colleague at the front desk said with a smile, and bumped the depressed nurse with his elbow, "Let me tell you, don't think so much, you know Who is Jeremy Beverly? He is the owner of the largest supermarket chain in Miami. Moreover, I also heard that all the experts in the hospital have been consulted. It seems that one of them has suffered a gunshot wound. This Asian The descendants must have come to visit."
They saw a lot of gunshot wounds, but it was quite rare for rich people to get shot.
This is considered big news in Massachusetts General Hospital.
"Oh? What's going on, tell me and listen."
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Of course, Tang Dao and the others didn't pay attention to the conversation between the nurses. They went all the way to the VIP floor. As soon as the elevator opened, they saw many people standing outside, all looking at themselves and others in unison.
When they saw them, the group of people also examined them.
"Excuse me sir, outsiders are not allowed to visit on this floor."
"We are friends of Mr. Jeremy Beverly. This is Mr. Nicholas. You can go and report it." Little Ma said.
These few people who looked like bodyguards looked at each other, and then one of them trotted in. The bosses were all inside. He stood at the door, knocked on the door lightly, and waited for the people inside to call in. Finally, he opened the door and saw that it was full of people.
"What's the matter?" Jack Kennedy has a big head now, he rushed to the hospital immediately, but when he saw Jeremy lying on the hospital bed with a sullen face. Beverly still felt chest tightness, but Grace, who was next to him in a bandage, kept talking. The bullet only pierced his shoulder blade. Fortunately, he didn't kill him, but it was the worst at this age. Very weak.
The bodyguard said, "There is a Mr. Nicholas at the door."
As soon as the name was uttered, he obviously noticed the changes in the bosses in the room. Everyone's expressions were different. The boss sitting on the hospital bed tightly grasped the quilt cover, obviously controlling his emotions, and that The one who just spoke had a smile on his face. "Please come in."
The bodyguard looked at the boss, who didn't stop him, he hesitated for a while, then nodded.
Jack Kennedy also heaved a sigh of relief, and smiled wryly in his heart.
In fact, this is basically the matter between the Miami people and Tang Dao. It has nothing to do with him He himself doesn't know why he intervened.
Maybe he fell in love with Tang Dao, he just regarded The-A as his ally.
What I originally wanted to use, but now I have become a nanny myself.
There are countless MMPs in my heart to talk about.
Jack Kennedy looked at Jeremy from the corner of his eye. Beverly, the latter also raised his head at this time, and the eyes of the two happened to meet. The former looked away guiltily for some reason.
"Mr. Jack, this attack is not a gift from Boston to Miami."
As soon as these words came out of the victim's mouth, the whole atmosphere changed immediately.
Including that Grace looked at Jack quietly. His temper was already violent, and being weak doesn't mean they can be bullied.
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