Chapter 91 Detected monitoring and cleaned up He Qi

   "No." Pei Zhi held the hand on his neckline, helpless and wanted to laugh: "Jiaojiao, I want to watch a science fiction movie."

   "Isn't this pretty?"

   "I didn't look ahead, it's a bit difficult to understand."

  Lin Jiao didn't force it.

   She clicked on the filter bar for him, and played a science fiction movie focusing on escape at his gesture.

   "Uncle, how long will it take me to leave the hospital?" Before the feature film started, she lay on his chest and played with his fingertips.

   "Friday." Pei Zhi carefully brushed away the hair on her shoulder: "You can be discharged after the stitches are removed."

   "Did you ask for leave for me?"

   "Tomorrow please."

   "Yeah." Lin Jiao focused her attention on the iPad, and her pupils reflected frames of flashing pictures.

   She lightly fluttered her eyelashes, lay with him on the bed for a long time with different intimacy, and watched one movie after another.

  Qu Shao knocked on the door the next evening.

   He took a USB flash drive and followed him to Shen Yi's office to borrow a computer: "Miss Jolin went out with Su Tian."

   In the surveillance screen, you can clearly see the two people standing downstairs in the unit and having a conversation for a few minutes.

  Although they couldn't hear the sound, they could tell the smell of gunpowder from their expressions.

   Pei Zhi frowned: "She hurt people?"

   "No." Qu Shao opened the front door and back alley of the teahouse: "Not long after He Qi entered, Miss Lin was sent out. According to the time of entry and exit, he should have done it."

   "What about the surveillance inside?"

   "It has been handled by them in advance."

   "It's quite fast." Pei Zhi sneered.

  While rubbing the pen on the table, he asked Shen Yi on the right: "What degree of injury does Jiaojiao have?"

   "Slightly injured." Shen Yi put his arms around his chest: "If the police call the police, he will be imprisoned for fifteen days at most."

   "Too cheap for him."

   "Indeed, we have to settle it privately."

   "He Qi will first hand it over to Yanshen for processing."

   Pei Zhi knew that Zhou Yanshen was on fire in his heart, so he simply gave him a chance to let him vent.

   After he calms down, let him come.

  Shen Yi nodded: "Where's Su Tian?" He remembered what she had come to check before: "Her case can come in handy."

   "Cannot be handed over to Guquan."

   Pei Zhi guessed what he meant and reminded: "Don't forget, Jiaojiao can't stand the stimulation."

   "Yes." With Gu Quan's urination, it is very likely that he would come to Lin Jiao after kicking Su Tian.

   At that time, Lin Jiao will definitely have a hard time.

   Pei Zhi thought for a while, and said to Qu Shao, "You pick a difficult person from the data and tell him Su Tian's location."

   The latter nodded: "Understood."

   "What do you mean? I don't understand." Shen Yi watched the two of them play dumb riddles, and was so curious.

   After reading the document, he regretted that he wanted to wash his eyes: "It's terrible, I can't find any adjectives."

   "Me too at first." Qu Shao raised Erlang's legs and shook his feet, asking him to give some advice: "Which one do you think is suitable?"

   "It's almost the same."

   "Do you have to choose one?"

  Shen Yi guessed that his brain was down, so he simply showed him a clear way: "You check who is in the country."

   "OK." Qu Shao pulled out the USB flash drive.

   He went to the window and called Wen Ole, who was in a foreign country, and asked him to help him pay attention.

   At the same time, Zhou Yanshen, who received Pei Zhi's WeChat, also sent a few people to arrest He Qi.

  As night fell, the dark clouds covering the sky flashed a few silver lights, showing the restlessness of the night with deafening thunder.

   is located in the underground boxing ring in the city center.

   He Qi, who was wearing a tan sack, was thrown to the floor without a struggle.

   The light above his head poured out, he squinted his eyes subconsciously, and looked at the surrounding environment through the layers of blurred light and shadow.

   "Send it up." The flat-headed man with a cigarette glanced at him lightly, then lowered his head to wipe the back of his hand.

  The blood-stained tissue broke into He Qi's eyes. He was so frightened that his face turned pale, but the rag in his mouth made him unable to speak a word, and they could only let them push him into the boxing ring.

   A bang sounded, and the dust particles splashed on the countertop danced in the light like a dream.

   A group of strong men who acted as the audience felt bored watching He Qi being unilaterally beaten.

   "Brother Dao, you untie him first." They shouted at the boxer opposite He Qi.

   "By the way, I took the rag and let the brothers listen to his voice and relieve the boredom for a while."

   "That's it! Me and him are going to fall asleep."

   Brother Knife, the boxer who listened to the advice, pulled out a rag full of saliva with disgust, and untied the ropes from his hands.

   He Qi, who was finally able to speak, turned his head to stare at the flat-headed man on the sofa, and threatened, "I advise you to let me go!"

   "Why don't you let it go?"

   "Unless you kill me now, I'll clear this **** ground!"

   "So confident?" The flat-headed man laughed out loud.

   He raised his jaw at the boxer: "If you can beat him, how about I help you shovel?"

   "If you ask me to hit me, hit me? With..." Before He Qi could finish speaking, he smashed his fist.

   His anger rose, and without waiting for the opponent to shoot again, he wanted to kick him in the stomach.

   Brother Knife hammered at his knee.

   He glanced at the place He Qi wanted to sneak attack: "I can't see it, you still like this place."

   He Qi, who had never been insulted like this before, rushed towards him like crazy, not only with confidence but also with endless energy.

   But he was not trained in the end, some three-legged cats could not hurt each other at all, and even sweated profusely.

   "Are you still coming?" Brother Dao stared at him.

   When he was so provoked that he stood up again, he stopped using the 'pug dog' move and smashed him with punch after punch.

   Gradually, the smell of blood and sweat mingled together, as the denser dust brushed over the auditorium below.

   He Qi, who was beaten to the point of being unconscious several times, completely lost his spirit, and even the initial threat turned into begging for mercy over and over again.

  Unfortunately, no one heard his prayer.

   He could only endure the pain of bone erosion from various parts; he could only look at countless unfamiliar faces, and put on that pair of boxing equipment in turn; he could only muddle through, switching between healing and beating.

   "Boss." After Brother Dao left the boxing ring again, he found the flat-headed man: "It's Friday."

   "People are still alive?"

   "Alive, but no different from dead."

   "It's miserable." The flat-headed man tutted and shook his head.

   He dialed Zhou Yanshen's phone, and at his direction had He Qi sent to Tongji Hospital.

   Shen Yi, who came to 'business' again, went to the door of the hospital to meet this big client in person with the heart of schadenfreude.

   He followed the moving bed to the emergency room, and said to the nurse seriously, "He is seriously injured. Let's do a general examination first."

   "The whole body? Does it include andrology?"

   "Of course."

   "Okay." The nurse glanced down and saw that nothing was intact on him, and there was no longer any objection.

   Shen Yi caught her eyes and wanted to laugh inexplicably.

   He covered his lips and coughed lightly: "After the treatment is over, send him to the ward on the top floor."

   Today is my grandmother's birthday, and I accompany her to swim in the lake until 8:00. T-T

  

  

   (end of this chapter)