That night, the people sent by Zhang Xiaolin quietly prepared to go to the hospital. They found that besides them, there was another group of people also sneaking around nearby. Someone immediately thought that there were three corpses that day.

So there are at least two groups of people who want to kill him. Leng Feng is about to wake up, and there must be some people who can't sit still. In this case, why not join forces? At that time, as long as he returns to life with his boss and gets the reward, isn't that enough?

"Hey, the brother on the other side is on that road?" He didn't use incision. The Qing Gang was like the Qing Gang, and the people on the opposite side were obviously not on the same road.

The other party was silent.

"Hey! Let me ask you a question!" Everyone in the gang walks sideways, how could anyone dare to ignore me? I can't bear it.

The person opposite pointed to his ear from a distance, waved his hand to indicate that he didn't hear clearly, and extended his index finger to make gestures back and forth.

"What did he say? What kind of incision is this?" Zhang Xiaolin was a little confused, but a little brother next to him said: "Did he not understand the incision? Did he say that he was too far away to hear clearly?"

After saying this, the Qing Gang killer seemed to understand: "Hey, he...hey, go over and tell him that we are subordinates of Boss Zhang of the Qing Gang."

"Hey" the little gangster passed by in a very stupid manner. After passing by, he watched the babbling gestures from a distance. The boss was not happy: "What are you doing? Why are you gesticulating so close? You can't understand the words.

!”

The minion opposite made a come over gesture to him, and the leader waved his hand impatiently: "Let's go! Kill Leng Feng."

As soon as more than a dozen people passed by, two searchlights suddenly lit up from the second floor of the hospital, stabbing Zhang Xiaolin's people so hard that they couldn't open their eyes. When they reacted, they saw that the minion they had just sent was lying on the ground, and

Those sneaky figures were completely missing.

"Damn, I've fallen into a trap! Get out!" When I realized it, it was already too late.

People from the security group rushed over and surrounded these dozen people. When the killer from the Qing Gang saw an officer, he walked over and handed over his hand: "Here's the cannon head of Zhang Xiaolin, Boss Zhang of the Qing Gang, what..." Cannon head: Sharpshooter.

"Did you hear that clearly?" Lu Tao said to an adjutant next to him. The adjutant held something in his hand and said, "It's all clear."

"Killing" Lu Tao ordered, and the sound of ping -pong ping pink sounded. Even if you were an artillery head, the gun was inevitable.

After returning to calm, Lu Tao lit a cigarette: "Let's go and tell Leng Feng that we gave him a big gift."

………………

Leng Feng was half leaning on the bed and looked at Lu Tao. There was no sign of injury on his face. This made Lu Tao sweat faintly on his head. Dai Li only personally conveyed the news to Lu Tao through the station chief of the military command station in Shanghai.

Lu Tao had already surrendered to the military commander, thinking that Dai Li was far away in Jinling and immediately knew that Leng Feng was about to wake up. Unexpectedly, when he saw Leng Feng today, he realized... He is not a fool!

"Captain Lu, if you caught one of the three big fish, do you want to ask me for credit? Did the other two slip away on their own because they were too slippery, or did you let them go? Or did the people behind you ask you to let them go?

"

Leng Feng looked at Lu Tao playfully. The adjutant next to Lu Tao was holding a tape recorder in his hand. Lu Tao said: "If Supervisor Leng is in charge, how dare I..."

"What don't you dare to do? The dignified leader of the Third Security Regiment was actually forced to change his tune twice. He sometimes obeyed my orders, and sometimes he tolerated the difficulties and obeyed. Now he came to express his loyalty to me, Commander Lu, Ni Loach again

Sliding, I’m afraid I don’t have Captain Lu, so why don’t you skate?”

The sweat on Lu Tao's head fell to the ground like rain.

Leng Feng continued to exert psychological pressure: "Although, after the last battle in Shanghai, the original garrison troops were renamed as security regiments, but according to the organizational structure, you should still be under the jurisdiction of the division you were formerly affiliated with, and are not in the same line as the Statistics Bureau.

On the line, Captain Lu, do you obey Boss Dai’s words? When working in the police station, we all know that only when witnesses and physical evidence are available can we be convincing. With a wave of your hand, Captain Lu, a dozen people turned into a dozen who couldn’t speak.

Just holding a ten-second recording of Zhang Xiaolin's body, do you plan to let me record this shot on Zhang Xiaolin's head?"

You are really telling lies with your eyes open. Have you been shot? How can a person who was shot in the chest have such good energy and energy in just a few days? What kind of magic medicine did he take?! No matter how much Lu Tao muttered in his heart, he did not dare to say one more thing.

Character.

"But fortunately, I am also one of Boss Dai's people, so for you, Commander Lu, even though Mr. Leng is very disgusted with your capriciousness, I will still not miss you out on a piece of the pie that Boss Dai ordered you to give you."

Hitting a sweet date with a stick, although clumsy, will always have an effect. Slap him today, slap him tomorrow, slap him every day. When one day you stop slapping him, he will think you are a good person.

Leng Feng is beating him now.

Leng Feng did not expect that a few days later, Leng Feng would regret that this slap was too light.

The next day after this incident, there was a clamor in the market, saying that Leng Feng had woken up, and had been blessed by eminent monks. He was already awake, and he was so good that he could do it faster than ordinary people.

Okay, among the three assassins, one is from Zhang Xiaolin, one is from Japan, and the other one is not from Dai Li.

Somehow, in the afternoon of the next day, a person asked to see Leng Feng, saying he was from some foreign company. Leng Feng didn't see him, and soon another person came. This person Leng Feng was a little hesitant, because he was a detective from the concession.

Chang, surnamed Cheng.

"Inspector Cheng, what are you doing?" Leng Feng sat on the chair, his face slightly pale, and the thick gauze could be seen through the wide collar, but Leng Feng's appearance did not look like he had been seriously injured just five days ago

appearance.

"That's it. As the saying goes, many friends lead to many roads, and many enemies lead to many walls. Boss Zhang said that it is better to resolve enemies than to make them end. Please ask me to make peace. I also know that Chief Leng is not feeling well. We have agreed to meet him at the hospital in half a month.

Tai'an Teahouse, please have a cup of tea. "Eating a cup of tea means that the two parties have opened up the matter and come clean, asking young and old men to judge right and wrong. Then there will be a person who makes peace, whether to pay or apologize, and the conflict will be resolved in one go.

"Bah, what does Zhang Xiaolin think he is? He is involved in so many things. Does he really think he is the center of the storm? He doesn't even look for a mirror to look at himself. How dare a little brat eat with the dignified governor sent by Jinling?

Talking about tea?! He got in the way." Ren Dong spat first, which made the detective surnamed Cheng look very embarrassed.

Ren Dong spoke rudely, but Leng Feng just stretched out his hand to stop him: "The kid didn't speak carefully, Detective Cheng Haihan, but Detective Cheng should know that the scope of this matter is too wide, just the consulate,...

There are at least three or four countries, as well as city hall and military departments. He, Zhang Xiaolin, takes his own affairs too seriously. I just woke up. Naturally, there are many things that need to be dealt with. Detective Cheng should also know that there is a grudge.

If you don’t report it, you’re a coward. Naturally, I won’t let him off the hook. However, it’s better to wait until the end to deal with the little gangster’s trivial matters.”

Detective Cheng's face turned blue and white at one time or another. What kind of officer led what kind of soldiers? His words were no better than those of Leng Tou Qing before.

"Since Chief Leng has just recovered from his serious illness, Cheng will not disturb you and will take your leave first." Detective Cheng turned around and was about to leave. Leng Feng stopped him: "Hey, Detective Cheng, I have one more message for Cheng.

Inspector"

Detective Cheng turned around: "Oh? Sir Leng, it doesn't matter if you say it."

Leng Feng: "Since ancient times, the people have not fought with the officials. To put it bluntly, Zhang Xiaolin is a gangster who fights fiercely on the streets of Shanghai. No matter how sharp the ax or machete is, it can't beat a Maxim. The three tycoons of the Qing Gang in Shanghai are just

The three tycoons of the Qing Gang are not the three tycoons of Shanghai, let alone the three tycoons of China."

Detective Cheng suddenly understood what Leng Feng meant. This time he did not turn around, but walked backwards to say goodbye and left the room. This was very different from turning around and leaving.

After walking out of the hospital, Inspector Cheng wiped his sweat and said to himself: "Boss Zhang, you won't be able to enjoy the tea lecture this time."

Du Yuesheng put down his crossed legs, listened to someone whispering to him, and then nodded: "I know, it's not surprising that he said that."

"Sir, you and Zhang Xiaolin are both the bosses of the Qinggang. Leng Feng looks down on Zhang Xiaolin, doesn't that mean he looks down on the Qinggang? What's so great about him? Ma Yongzhen could have been killed with a bag of lime," a bald man said angrily.

Du Yuesheng gave him a cold look: "If you say one more thing, throw it into the Huangpu River."

"Sir! Spare my life! Spare my life! I won't dare to do it again, I will never dare to do it again. If I say one more thing, you will cut out my tongue." The bald man knelt down and slapped me wildly.

Du Yuesheng kicked the bald head to the ground: "When a scholar meets a soldier, he can't explain why he is right. He dares to speak rudely without knowing where Leng Feng is from. Go back and deal with that talkative one!"
Chapter completed!