Chen family monster

Updated: 2011-06-14

Chapter 290

People from the Queen's Club found Li Yongjiang and Chen Cong in the eastern suburbs of Jiangning. At that time, they were already covered in blood and fell unconscious in the grass. Near Fangshan, they were infinitely close to the sub-military area. It can be seen how much each other is chasing. Desperately, the queen sent three groups of people to search for it in the middle of the night, and finally sent the two to the hospital for emergency treatment at dawn. Chen Ping rushed there as soon as he got the news. Not so much, he just felt aggrieved and depressed, like being slapped on the face by someone, it was extremely uncomfortable, if he didn't understand the situation as soon as possible, he would feel uneasy.

The person in charge of the queen has rushed to the hospital, and by the way, there are two elite bosses who lead the harmonious development of the fourth and fifth floors of the queen, a man and a woman, standing at the door of the emergency room with a cold expression.

Chen Ping entered the hospital, and several people immediately surrounded him. The person in charge of the middle-aged, gray-haired queen stopped laughing, and was full of anxiety. After all, last night's actions had nothing to do with him, but everyone in the Nanjing circle It was rumored that the young master of the Chen family was moody, and when he was in a bad mood, the people around him would inevitably hurt Chi Yu. He stood in front of Chen Ping carefully, respectfully, for fear of offending Young Master Chen who was now on fire.

Chen Ping was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he went straight to the point and asked how the person was doing?

The person in charge of the queen was trembling, and said softly that she was still in the emergency room for rescue, and she had lost too much blood, but the hospital's blood bank is sufficient, so there shouldn't be any major problems.

"should?"

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes slightly, and his tone became a little feminine.

The middle-aged uncle was about to cry. He gritted his teeth and patted his chest to assure that nothing would happen. Don't worry, Young Master Chen. This hospital is considered top-notch in Nanjing. The doctors are not skilled. I know the dean well. try my best.

Chen Ping nodded, sat on the sofa, and said lightly, I remember your name is Huang Hansheng, you did a good job, this time the matter is over, I will give you a great credit.

Huang Hansheng, who had been in a cold sweat for a long time, quickly said he didn't dare, and he was greatly relieved. The ancients said that being with a king is like being with a tiger, and it should be roughly the same state of mind now.

The boss on the fourth and fifth floors stood behind Huang Hansheng, not saying a word, but his expression was anxious from the bottom of his heart. Although Li Yongjiang was usually reticent and had a bad temper, he had nothing to say to his own people , plus they are young and playable, and they have a good relationship with them. If something happened to the little butcher, they would naturally not be indifferent.

It was not until noon that the door of the emergency room was pushed open. Huang Hansheng, who had been waiting for the result, rushed over immediately, grabbed the doctor's hand and asked how it was. His impression, and even his own position in the Chen family, could not help him not to be in a hurry.

The doctor frowned slightly. Due to the relationship between this guy and the dean, he didn't have an attack. He said lightly that his life was out of danger, but the injury was too serious and he needed to rest for a while. The patient's condition was unstable. Although his life was safe, there was no guarantee that something would happen After-effects, the striker is very ruthless, the dagger hurts people, and the knife is close to the vital point. It is not bad to be able to survive.

Huang Hansheng glanced at Chen Ping, saw that Young Master Chen had no expression, smiled wryly, patted the doctor on the shoulder, politely stuffed a red envelope, and said sorry.

The doctor shook his head slightly and left.

"Young Master Chen, what should we do?"

Huang Hansheng asked cautiously, lacking in confidence, the little butcher is the hottest general in the Queens Club recently, an elite figure of the younger generation, who is likely to replace the old monsters on the seventh or even eighth floor in the future, this time, in case there are some sequelae, The consequences are not so serious. If the family wants to develop, it is absolutely impossible to lack the deterrence of force. China's national conditions are such that it will never be possible for a group of people to sweep the streets with ak in their arms. Fist, kick and machete are the mainstream.

Chen Ping rubbed his forehead, feeling irritable for a while, forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart, and said lightly that he would send someone to guard here for 24 hours, and wait for them to wake up.

Huang Hansheng said in a low voice, I will do it now.

Chen Ping hummed, stood up, greeted the two bosses on the fourth and fifth floors of the queen, and walked out of the hospital.

As soon as he walked out of the hospital gate, the phone rang suddenly. Chen Ping took out his cell phone and looked at it. He frowned slightly, a little surprised that it turned out to be his old man in Chongqing calling. When he answered, he softly called Dad.

On the other side of the phone, Chen Fusheng hummed, and said in a calm tone, did something happen last night?Chen Ping said indifferently that I can solve small things by myself.

Chen Fusheng scolded confusedly, with a high tone, and said angrily, do you really think it's a trivial matter?Boy, if you don't die this time, it's your fate. If someone finds out the details and assassinates you, how many lives do you think you have to survive? This is still a trivial matter, so tell me what is a major event?

Chen Ping squinted his eyes slightly, stubborn and stubborn, sneered and said that girl is really cruel, but one day I have to find this place, isn’t it Beijing, at worst, go once, Helian’s family is so imposing, I’d rather To see how majestic they are.

Chen Fusheng hung up the phone with a snap, obviously very angry, and didn't bother to say anything more to a paranoid little bastard.

Chen Ping rubbed his nose and got in the car to go home. The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. Yue Chenyu did really well this time. Not only did he seriously injured Li Yongjiang and Chen Cong, but also wiped out the 20-member Spike Squad. No one survived, and it was the kind of killing or burying. He didn't bother to clean up the scene, so he just walked away. It was obviously a demonstration. Chen Ping took out a cigarette and lit it. , really invincible?

All the way home, Chen Ping finally calmed down. Although the price he paid this time was a bit high, he managed to force those sons and daughters from the imperial city out of Nanjing. It will be much easier to get down, Chen Ping is driving the car, squinting his eyes, a little deep.

Zhou Xuan, the babysitter of Meilu Villa in Zhongshan, called suddenly, saying that a strange guest had come to the house, and he was called by name, and he was standing at the door now, asking him what to do.

Holding the mobile phone, Chen Ping wondered who would be looking for him at this time. After a moment of silence, he said softly, Sister Zhou, you tell him I'll be right there, don't let him in, I'll go over now.

Bentley turned his head and drove directly towards Zhongshan Meilu Villa.

At the entrance of Meilu Villa in Zhongshan, an old man dressed in ordinary clothes in his 60s was sitting on the steps of the entrance of the villa, squinting, staring at the lawn not far away in a daze. Generally, it looks less than 1.7 meters, and it can even be said to be thin, with an old red plum that costs four yuan a pack in its hand, and smokes it, calmly.

Chen Ping stopped the car, and this was what he saw.

"Are you looking for me?"

Chen Ping walked over to ask, smiled, and handed over a cigarette, his superficial skills were in place.

The old man nodded and continued to be in a daze.

Chen Ping had a headache for a while, and this scene was the most annoying. He slightly shook his head, his smile didn't change, and he said anything, you can just say it.

The old man who seemed to fall on the side of the road at any moment raised his head, glanced at Chen Ping with cloudy eyes, and said in a hoarse voice that Boss Chen asked me to come over and take good care of you recently.

Chen Ping was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously asked where did you come from?

The old man paused, slowly squeezed out the cigarette butt with his fingers, and said lightly to the Queen's Club.

He seemed to feel that the news was not specific enough, so he added another sentence: "The eighth floor."

Chen Ping's eyelids twitched, and he was speechless secretly, "Good boy, this is one of the few big monsters in his family that are often mentioned by others.

In the Nanjing circle, these people have a unified nickname, called the old monster.

With a cigarette in his hand, Chen Ping thought of his old man with mixed feelings.

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