Zhang Ting recalled, "I have never seen any foreigners."
Zhao Dong was worried, so he still called Qiao Gang, asked for a photo of Zhu Jing and handed it over, "Please confirm again!"
Zhang Ting looked at it carefully and shook her head slightly, "No, I really haven't seen it before."
"There are very few outsiders in this town. If I see one, I will definitely remember it!"
"I'm so sorry that I can't help you..."
Zhao Dong smiled bitterly, "It's okay."
Just as he was talking, an ambulance came and roared away.
Seeing the man being carried into the ambulance, Zhang Ting covered her mouth in horror, "Huang... Huang Zhiqiang... he's not dead?"
Zhao Dong shook his head slightly. When he tested Huang Zhiqiang's breathing inside just now, he discovered that his breathing was weak, but there was still a little pulse.
He didn't say anything at that time. He couldn't tell Dahao that Huang Zhiqiang was not dead, so you could give him another shot.
Although Huang Zhiqiang has committed a heinous crime, what awaits him is severe punishment by law and a just trial!
No one is qualified to cross this line!
Originally, I wanted to calm Li Zhihao's mood and delay the matter until the police arrived.
The result was unexpected. Li Zhihao had a strong temperament and went to extremes!
This was something Zhao Dong had not expected at first. Although Li Zhihao deserved his punishment, he still had a trace of conscience in his heart. It was really not worth exchanging one's life with Huang Zhiqiang!
Zhang Ting had a complicated look on her face and said with a wry smile: "The old saying is true, good people don't live long, and disasters live for thousands of years."
"Although Brother Hao is not a good person, why doesn't he have a fate like Huang Zhiqiang?"
Zhao Dong looked at the ambulance that was going away, "For Huang Zhiqiang, death may be the greatest relief!"
"If he died today, the whole thing might come to an end!"
"If he were alive, how many people do you think would have trouble sleeping?"
Zhang Ting's eyes flashed with light, "You mean..."
Zhao Dong put the cigarette in his mouth and was about to light a fire. Considering Zhang Ting's pregnancy, he took the lighter back and shrugged: "I didn't say anything!"
Zhang Ting did not ask any further questions.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard not far away, and it was Zhao Qing.
Zhao Dong stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, "Xiao Qing, what a good day!"
Zhao Qing scratched his head shyly, "Brother Dong, um... is Zhang Ting okay?"
Zhao Dong was stunned for a moment, leaving space for the two of them, and left in tacit agreement.
Zhang Ting stood up, stretched out her hand and said, "Zhao Qing, thank you for today!"
"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to survive!"
Zhao Qing grabbed the other person's hand and suddenly became shy, explaining incoherently, "It's okay, friends... No, I said you and Brother Dong are friends..."
"Besides, you, a woman, are being bullied by those bastards. I am a man after all, so how can I just ignore it?"
Seemingly feeling that this topic was inappropriate, he quickly changed his words, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to mention this..."
Zhang Ting chuckled, "It's okay, I've already taken it lightly."
As she spoke, her eyes subconsciously fell towards Zhao Dong.
I don’t know who Zhao Dong is calling, but the corners of his mouth are raised, and his face is filled with rare tenderness!
...
Of course it was Sophie on the other end of the phone.
Knowing that everything ended successfully and the guilty person was put to death, she breathed a sigh of relief and slowly let go of her worried heart, "It's good now. I finally got justice for Jiaqi."
While chatting, Zhao Dong asked again about Jiaqi and her aunt.
The room was a little noisy, especially Su Qing, who kept asking questions on the phone and chattering.
Sophie probably hid aside and asked secretly: "Um...you...when will you come back?"
Zhao Dong couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, "Miss me?"