It was dark, and Xiao Feng drove away from the villa.
On the second floor of the villa, she leaned affectionately against the window, looking at the silver Ferrari getting further and further away, with a smile on her lips: "Xiao Feng, you can't hurt Xu Xu~ Otherwise, I, as a sister, won't Let you go,"
Xiao Feng turned off the music and took out his mobile phone: "Hey, red hair, you will wait for me at the entrance of Gome Mall in half an hour." After hanging up the phone, he called Lin Lin again: "Girl, don't wait for dinner tonight, I Gotta take care of something,"
"Brother Feng, I'm on duty tonight. I won't be able to go back until about eleven o'clock,"
Xiao Feng raised his eyebrows: "Oh, then I'll pick you up around eleven o'clock,"
"Okay, thank you, Brother Feng," Lin Lin smiled happily.
"Well, hang up first. I'll call you when I get over there," Xiao Feng said, hung up the phone, and sped away to Gome Mall.
When I got there, I saw a big red-haired Hummer with emergency lights flashing, attracting pedestrians on the road. After all, such a fierce-looking Hummer is rare.
Xiao Feng slowed down and approached the Hummer: "Red hair, how long have you been here?"
"Brother Feng, I've just arrived. Do you want to go to the second hospital now?" the red-haired man asked excitedly.
Xiao Feng shook his head: "Let's go at ten o'clock, and go do some other things with me first."
"Okay," the redhead nodded.
"Follow me," Xiao Feng said, taking out his cell phone and finding the address sent by Huo Tian, "Ward 3, Fourth Floor, Boai Hospital," he remembered it in his mind and deleted the text message.
Xiao Feng lit up a cigarette, turned on the music, and shook his head to the beat. The Ferrari drove at a speed of 70 miles toward the Pok Oi Hospital in Dongcheng.
Ferraris and Hummers, one behind the other, roared on the nighttime road in Jiuquan. When they were a few hundred meters away from Pok Oi Hospital, Xiao Feng slowed down, found a public parking lot, and stopped the car.
The door of the Hummer opened, and the red hair jumped out of the car: "Brother Feng, where are we going?"
"Huai Hospital," Xiao Feng closed the car door and looked around.
Those who drown are those who know how to swim. This is true. As long as you are not careful, it is normal for the boat to capsize in the ditch. It is Xiao Feng's habit to observe first when going to a strange environment. It is precisely because of this caution and vigilance that he Let him live until now.
"Brother Feng, Bo'ai has a parking lot. Why did you park your car here? It's still a long way from Bo'ai," the red-haired man asked doubtfully.
Xiao Feng smiled: "These two cars are too eye-catching. Driving there will cause unnecessary trouble. We are here to kill people tonight, not to show off and win attention. The less people pay attention to it, the better," he said. , walked towards the exit of the parking lot.
When the red-haired man heard Xiao Feng's words, he felt a little nervous. After all, he had been beaten countless times since he was so old, but this was the first time he killed someone. At this moment, he hesitated, but he quickly overcame his nervousness and Scared, he quickly chased Xiao Feng.
Many years later, the red-haired man who dominated the party and became the boss said to his confidants, "If I had been timid at that time, I would not be the red-haired man I am today."
The red-haired man caught up with Xiao Feng and subconsciously touched his lower back. There was a spray gun inserted there. This was a murder weapon he bought on the black market for fifty thousand yuan, the Desert Eagle.
"You were scared just now," Xiao Feng glanced at the red hair and asked with a smile.
The red-haired man felt that this gaze was as sharp as a knife, as if it could penetrate his heart. He blushed and nodded: "Well, this is my first time,"
"Haha, everyone has a first time, don't worry, your first time tonight will be bloody," Xiao Feng said jokingly, speeding up his pace.
The redhead grinned, and the last bit of nervousness disappeared, "Hey, I like seeing blood,"
The two entered Pok Oi Hospital and went straight to Ward 3 on the fourth floor of the inpatient department.
Xiao Feng stood outside the ward and looked at the sign on the door. The corners of his mouth turned up. It turned out to be a single room. Originally, he was still thinking about what to do. "Let's go in and see our friends," he said, opening the door. Went in.
The red-haired man followed closely, closing the door behind him and looking back a few times.
"Do you want to change the dressing? I'm telling you, be careful if I complain to you. Last time I was in the second hospital, I complained to the little nurse," an arrogant voice came from inside.
Xiao Feng smiled. It seemed that he had found the right person. He walked over lightly and looked at the man on the hospital bed: "Haha, how do you want to complain?"
The man wearing a hospital gown was stunned for a moment, then recognized Xiao Feng: "It's you,"
"It's rare that you still remember me, I'm deeply honored," Xiao Feng nodded and walked towards the hospital bed.
"You, what are you going to do?" The man was startled and reached out to pick off the needle.
How could Xiao Feng give him a chance? He reached out and pinched his wrist: "Don't move, be careful I'll get angry," he said, gradually applying force to his hand.
"You are not allowed to move, or I will kill you," the red-haired man took out the Desert Eagle and pointed it at the man's head with some trembling.
The man's face turned pale: "You, what are you going to do? The things are not here with me, they really are not here with me,"
Xiao Feng's heart moved, something, something. He winked at the red-haired man and asked tentatively: "Humph, I got the news that the thing is here with you. Tell me, where can I put it?"
"No, not here," the man shook his head vigorously, his body trembling.
Xiao Feng became even more suspicious. Could there be any secret about this man? "It seems that you won't shed tears until you see the coffin. Red hair, here is the scalpel I asked you to steal just now."
"Here," the red-haired man took out a scalpel and handed it to Xiao Feng carefully. Just now he was wondering why Xiao Feng asked him to steal the scalpel. It turned out to be useful.
The scalpel flashed with cold light and spun rapidly in Xiao Feng's hand, making the man on the hospital bed dizzy: "No, don't kill me,"
"Haha, I don't plan to kill you just yet. I was watching "The Swordsman" recently, and there was a plot about self-constitution in it. I was curious about what it would be like if a man cut off his balls. Brother, do you mind if I give it to you? You give me a knife,"
With an evil smile on his face, Xiao Feng looked back at the red-haired man: "Here's the anesthetic I just asked you to steal," he said, winking at the red-haired man.
The red-haired man was confused at first and didn't let me steal the anesthetic, but then he understood, shook his head and said with a smile: "Brother Feng, I didn't steal the anesthetic. As you can see on TV, Lin Pingzhi and Yue Buqun didn't take any anesthetic. It's the same." One knife down,"
Xiao Feng thought for a while and nodded: "Well, it seems that it will be more enjoyable without anesthesia." After saying that, he lightly patted the man's face with the scalpel: "Please bear with me, I will be gentler. "
The red-haired man shivered. Brother Feng is really perverted. I don’t know why this person offended Brother Feng and wanted to cut off his penis. Oh, life would be worse than death.
"No, don't," the man looked at the scalpel dangling in front of his eyes, completely ignoring his last bit of moral integrity. After all, he only had one little brother, and if he cut it off, he would be gone.
"If you say you don't want it, then you don't want it. Then where can I show my face? As long as you tell me where you put the things, I will let you go." Xiao Feng remembered the pen-turning skills he learned in school and began to turn the scalpel.
The man completely softened: "I said, I said, I hid those drugs in the abandoned factory in the south of the city,"
Xiao Feng was stunned, it turned out to be drugs, "What's the name of the factory?"
"Red Star Chemical Plant,"
"Where is the specific location where the poison is hidden?" Xiao Feng asked.
"I will tell you when you let me go," the man was not stupid. He was afraid that Xiao Feng would kill someone and silence him, so he left a way out for himself.
Xiao Feng narrowed his eyes and sneered: "You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me. Even if you don't tell me the specific place, I will send thousands of boys to dig deep and find drugs. Don't doubt my words. Tianmen can definitely get thousands of younger brothers,"
"Tianmen, you guys are hooking up with Tianmen," the man shouted in disbelief with his eyes wide open.
Xiao Feng placed the scalpel on the artery of the man's neck: "Don't ask questions that shouldn't be asked. Tell me the specific location."
"In the basement of the factory, in the third sewer from the left." After the man said this, his body seemed to have lost all strength and he collapsed on the bed.
After Xiao Feng got what he wanted, he put away the scalpel: "Selling drugs is a heinous crime and deserves death. Red hair, here is the syringe I asked you to prepare."
"Here," the red-haired man handed the needle to Xiao Feng.
"What are you going to do? You said you wanted to let me go," the man saw Xiao Feng's actions and started struggling.
Xiao Feng shook his head: "I regretted it, is that okay? In fact, I didn't plan to kill you originally, but now, you have to die." After saying that, he hit the man on the neck with a shaking hand, causing him to faint.
"Brother Feng, I want to kill him," the red-haired man asked softly.
Xiao Feng nodded: "His origins should be unusual. I'm afraid he will take revenge on Tianmen in the future. Besides, drug traffickers should be killed." Then he glanced at the Desert Eagle and raised the corners of his mouth: "How much did he buy it for?"
"Fifty thousand yuan, on the black market,"
"Haha, it's made in a small workshop. It's weak and unsafe. If you want to play with it, I'll give you a real Desert Eagle another day," Xiao Feng said with a smile.
The red-haired grinned: "Thank you, Brother Feng. Sister, that bastard lied to me and said that he was a Desert Eagle smuggled in from abroad. I will definitely find him someday."
"Forget it, it's not worth it for 50,000 yuan. Remember, those who can sell guns and drugs are all well-educated people. If you can't afford it, don't provoke it," Xiao Feng said while inserting the needle. In the hanging bottle, start pumping out the potion.
The red-haired man looked at Xiao Feng's movements and asked doubtfully: "Brother Feng, what are you doing?"
"Killing, haha, put away your gun. Killing doesn't necessarily have to be with a knife or a gun," Xiao Feng explained.
In about a minute, the potion in the hanging bottle was emptied. Xiao Feng poured the potion into the bathroom and flushed it with water. After doing all this, he returned to the bedside, sucked the air with a needle, and poured it into the hanging bottle, and then , open the adjusting pulley on the needle tube to the maximum, and allow air to be injected into the human blood vessels.
Xiao Feng didn't wait for the red hair to ask again, and took the initiative to explain: "When a large amount of air enters the blood vessels, it will quickly enter the right atrium along with the blood circulation, and then enter the right ventricle. Due to the beating of the heart, the air and the blood in the heart cavity will be mixed. A large amount of foam forms, which is not expelled when the heart contracts or blocks the pulmonary artery, which can lead to sudden death."
