Siheyuan: a hundred-year-old Chinese medicine doctor, Jiehu Qinhuairu

Song Qingshan was obviously dissatisfied.

Flip your hands.

A few silver needles appeared in his hand and directly pierced into several acupuncture points on his palm.

Abolished his hands.

I can't fake it anymore.

Mr. Zheng also passed out because of this, and Song Qingshan stopped contentedly.

"It's useless to play dead..."

Song Qingshan took another look at the bum who was sitting slumped on the ground.

"Old man, I beg you to let me go. I have an old man and a young man, and there is still an 80-year-old mother who has no one to take care of."

"I'm just a little bastard. I was dragged here by force today. It's really not my intention."

"You always forgive me."

"If I knew you were always on this road, I wouldn't dare to come even if I lent me ten guts."

"I kowtow to you."

The poor third master was frightened out of his wits, knelt down on the ground and kowtowed like garlic.

"I've let you off twice before."

"If you repeat it again and again, you can only count it as unlucky for you. When you recover from your injury, come out of the prison and be a good person."

Song Qingshan looked at the third master and shook his head.

Then a kick kicked his jaw, and the whole jaw broke in two again.

The poor third master didn't even utter a scream.

Passed out directly.

"Let's go."

Song Qingsheng looked back at Qin Huairu and the children, and waved to them.

"As long as you choose to shoot, you must be merciless."

"Never give your opponent a chance to breathe."

"Being kind to the enemy is being cruel to yourself, especially these bad guys who do all kinds of evil."

On the road.

Song Qingshan taught the children with a serious tone.

"Well, remember Dad."

Song Yu, Song Fei, Song Ling, and Song Wu all nodded their heads half-understood.

Even Xiao Songyi from Qinhuai Ruli.

She also nodded her little head, and her big jewel-like eyes seemed to understand more deeply.

"Huairu, take the children home later."

When the group was about to reach the downtown area.

Song Qingshan stopped, looked at his little daughter-in-law Qin Huairu and said.

"Old man, what else are you going to do?"

Qin Huairu asked in bewilderment.

"It's such a big mess on the ground, I can't clean it up."

Song Qingshan said angrily.

"Brother-in-law, do you want to kill people to silence your mouth? That's not okay."

I heard what my brother-in-law Song Qingshan said.

Qin Jingru was startled, and hurriedly said worriedly.

"If you want to silence your mouth, you must first silence your mouth."

Song Qingshan was speechless for a while, and then explained: "I'm going to report the crime."

"Don't worry, these are bad people, even if you beat them to death, it's fine."

Looking at Qin Huairu's worried eyes.

Song Qingshan said again.

Only then did Qin Huairu feel relieved, and the family waited at the intersection for a while.

Two rickshaws came by.

He dragged Qin Huairu and the children back to the courtyard.

Song Qingshan went to the police station alone.

"Old man, you are really a man of God, are you the one who injured these people?"

"My God, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really couldn't believe it."

When Song Qingshan led Zhang Guodong and a large number of police officers to the scene.

Mr. Zheng made a wave of five people.

There are nine wretched three masters.

Although more than an hour passed, no one escaped, and they all lay obediently on the ground.

Even if you want to escape, you can't escape.

Either a broken arm or a broken leg and I can't move at all.

"Keep your voice down, I only told you the truth, don't let my old man go out bald."

"As for who hit someone, you can just find an excuse."

For Zhang Guodong.

Song Qingshan is still more trustworthy, and he knew before that he has kung fu.

I can't hide it even if I want to.

As for why they chose to report to the police, because these people were not found by the police tonight.

That can't escape tomorrow.

At that time, I will ask these people, and then I will go to Liulichang to inquire.

You can basically find your home by following the vine.

In order to avoid others taking the initiative to come to the door, it will be more troublesome to explain.

It's better to admit it openly now.

"Old man, you are really embarrassing me. Where can I find excuses?"

Zhang Guodong looked at these people lying on the ground.

Difficult face.

"The old man can just admit it generously. Like this famous bastard in Forty-Nine City, our police station has issued several arrest warrants. Not only is he suspected of several rounds of robbery, but he is also charged with several gangster crimes."

"None of his men are innocent."

"Not to mention the gang that manufactures and resells fake antique cultural relics. This crime alone cannot punish them for more than ten years."

"Old man, you have made a great contribution, there is nothing to cover up."

Zhang Guodong pointed to the two groups of people on the ground and said.

"Didn't I explain it clearly to you? My old man is already so old, and he injured more than a dozen young and strong boys by himself."

"Too shocking."

"It's better for my old man to keep a low profile, and don't want these false names."

"You can figure it out, I'm just a reporter."

If he were five or sixty years old, Song Qingshan would definitely take the credit for this.

But it's 105 years old.

If this matter is announced, then I will not have any leisure time in the future.

"々` OK, old man, listen to you."

Zhang Guodong hesitated for a moment, looked at Song Qingshan with regretful eyes and nodded.

Such a great achievement.

He really felt sorry for Song Qingshan, but Zhang Guodong could understand the old man's decision.

The two gangs were caught.

It will definitely be a sensation and shock many people, and the old man will be exposed by then.

People from the newspaper office are expected to come to interview.

Then everyone knows.

It was indeed too shocking, if someone questioned it, he would run over to compete with the old man.

There was no such thing as a clean day.

"But, old man, such a big case, what excuse do I have to find to get over it."

Zhang Guodong was helpless.

"Just say that it was done by a knight-errant who did good deeds without leaving a name, and you are fooling yourself."

"I leave it to you, my old man doesn't care."

Song Qingshan put down these words.

Then he disappeared into the night with his hands behind his back.

Zhang Guodong shook his head helplessly.

But in his heart, he respected Song Qingshan, looking at the old man's back, it was really a bit of a hassle to brush off his clothes, hiding the meaning of being famous.

----

Two more days passed.

In the Red Star Courtyard, because of the return of Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui.

It can be regarded as regaining a little vitality.

It was not as lifeless as before, and people started to move around in the yard.

Song Qingshan had a very stable life these two days.

Of course, except for Zhang Guodong who came to look for him a few times, everything else went well.

Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong is honest (does it) go to work.

Xu Damao continued to play tricks on the tiger.

Although Song Qingshan knew about this matter, he didn't intend to take care of it yet.

Just let this guy jump for two days.

When he hit the gunpoint, he took it out to stand up. It happened that he hadn't exercised his rights since he became the deputy factory director.

Some white claws scratched his heart after the stupid column passed by.

Because the third uncle Yan Bugui has been inactive, he asked several times, but each time he dismissed it with the sentence that the time is not up.

In fact, Yan Pugui has been upset these two days.

Fished for three days in a row.

They all returned empty-handed, not even a single small fish was caught.

This is not.