dark war

Chapter 4 4

The afternoon board meeting was postponed for unknown reasons, and it was reconvened two days later.Every board meeting is presided over by my third uncle. It is said that many years ago, when there was no such thing as a computer, everyone was afraid that my third uncle would break the account book during the meeting, because it meant that there was a problem with the operation, either because of a decline in performance or a lack of cost. Control it, someone will be unlucky at this time.He would first drop an ashtray to warm up the scene, then point at Pan Zi and yell at Pan Zi (Pan Zi is my third uncle's assistant and personal bodyguard), and finally it will be the turn of those stalls.Now everyone uses the electronic version of the report to report. My third uncle can't throw the computer, so he changed his habit and turned into throwing the cup.Every time I see him pick up the glass, my heart trembles.

My third uncle hates others being late. Everyone knows his habit, and he always comes on time.The third uncle was sitting in the middle, Pan Zi was standing behind him, Huo Xiangu and Chen Pi's four had arrived, only one Xie Lianhuan was missing, my third uncle frowned, and I thought to myself, Xie Lianhuan, you kid is miserable.At this time, a person in a pink shirt came in. If it weren't for his voice, I really wouldn't be able to tell that his gender is male. The pink shirt said out of breath, "Sorry third uncle, my uncle is in the hospital. Let me come to the meeting on his behalf." The third uncle was stunned, "What's going on?" The pink shirt said, "My uncle received a threatening letter yesterday, and then the brakes failed on the way here today, and he hit the isolation zone. "Not only am I my third uncle, Chen Pi'a Si and Mrs. Huo are also surprised.Chen Pi'a jumped up and said, "I said he's back! He's here to seek revenge!"

I couldn't figure out the situation at all. Because of Jie Lianhuan's incident, the theme of the board of directors this time was changed from discussing "Branch Management" to "Discussion on the Truth of Jie Lianhuan's Accident".I couldn't get in the conversation, so I was in a daze, and I heard Chen Pi A Si say, "Last time, Zhang Qishan's lair was taken away. This time, it's Xie Lianhuan. I think it's our turn next time. Wu Sansheng, you escape too." Don't go, you can't get away from that matter." I subconsciously looked at the third uncle, his face was livid, and I asked Pan Zi afterwards, and that guy also kept a secret.

On the third day after the board meeting, Huo Xiangu was assassinated. There were policemen outside Huo's house. She was killed by a sharp weapon. The method was clean. The police said it was a professional killer. For some reason, I suddenly thought of it. Stuffy oil bottle.In the beginning, I was kidnapped, my third uncle was attacked, Xie Lianhuan got into a car accident, and Mrs. Huo was killed. These can’t be just coincidences. Could it be that our Wu family really did something wrong to him and let him take revenge?Then why didn't he kill me?My head hurts a lot. The police said that they have retrieved the image of the killer from the surveillance video. It was just a blurry figure from the back. He was wearing a blue and black hoodie with a hat on his head. It looked very familiar to me. The murderer’s outfit in the photo was the one that Poyouping kidnapped me on the day.For some reason, I hoped that the police would not find any clues, so I tentatively asked, "How can we find it if we don't know?" Huo Xiuxiu said, "The murderer was shot by me when he fled, and he was wounded on the right shoulder."

I said to myself, fuck it!Now Poker Bottle is doomed, just wait for the sanction of the national law.

At night, I went back to the villa alone, and as soon as I entered the bedroom, I felt something was wrong, and there was a strong smell of blood.I boldly searched for the source of the smell, and when I walked to the door of the bathroom, the smell was heavy.I pushed open the door violently, and saw a person sitting in a corner with his head leaning against the wall. There was a big puddle of blood on his body.I jumped, and just as I was about to yell, the man raised his head and smiled at me very weakly.Fuck me!It turned out to be a stuffy oil bottle?I really wanted to cry at that time. I went to help him and said, "I said, little brother, why do you make yourself so miserable every time I see you? Are you a masochist?" He ignored me , I took out a plastic bag from the bag behind me, I opened it, and there were such things as scalpels and sutures, and a spray like a suction nozzle, I said, what is this?Poker bottle said weakly, "This is an inhalational anesthetic, take out the bullet for me in a while." I looked at him in horror and stuttered, I, I, I, I, I have never done such a bloody job before?Poker bottle said that his wound was on his back and he couldn't remove it by himself. If he didn't remove the bullet in a few hours, he would be half paralyzed.I gritted my teeth, helped him lie down on the sofa, and locked the door again. He said, "Wu Xie, you just need to concentrate on taking out the bullet. I won't feel numb after inhaling the anesthetic. Don't worry." Also comfort me?Who took the bullet for whom?Poker bottle sucked a few mouthfuls of the spray and fell asleep. I pushed him and he didn’t respond, so I put on sterile gloves and took a knife and scissors to pick up bullets for him. It was a mess, but it was finally taken out.Then there is the stitching of the wound, not to mention the stitching of the wound, I have never sewed the socks.I don’t know if it’s because I’m not good at workmanship, or it’s like this for people who have undergone surgery. That night, Pokerfing developed a fever of 39.8 degrees. Unfortunately, I can’t infuse, so I had to give him two injections to reduce fever.I was tossed this night, and I was not so tired after serving confinement.Afterwards, I asked Boyoufeng, why did he go to my house for treatment?He smiled lightly and said, "You are the only person I can trust in this world." I was very moved at the time, maybe I saved him once?But when I think about it later, I have been entangled with him for half my life because of this sentence.