"damn thing!"

Wei Yinghong gritted his teeth and roared, raised his arm and slapped him in the face.

"Snapped……"

Ma Yuejin's head was twisted to one side and he almost had a concussion.

Half of his face swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

“Oh… fuck…”

Ma Yuejin went completely crazy.

"Snapped!"

Another loud slap, this time even knocking out two teeth.

"Ma Yuejin, listen up! I'm Wei Yinghong, from the Provincial Party Committee Security Department, and I'm the security advisor to First Secretary Tai Zhengyang. If you dare curse me again, I'll give you a slap in the face!"

"If you curse me one more time, I'll slap you one more time!"

"If you don't believe it, then try it!"

Liu Hongyi gave him a thumbs up.

awesome!

No wonder Tai Zhengyang sent him to protect himself.

Ma Yuejin became obedient instantly.

It is not known whether it was the First Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee that frightened him, or Wei Yinghong's bloodshot eyes that frightened him.

He suddenly realized that these people were not "joking" with him.

People really dare to beat him.

So, the Three Character Classic says it well: When a person is born, his nature is lowly!

It's useless to reason with people like Ma Yuejin.

It would be useless even if the Tathagata Buddha came and preached Buddhism to him, but the Vairocana Buddha's Palm would definitely work.

"Brother Yonghui, how is my sister-in-law doing?"

Huang Yonghui shook his head and said, "I don't know how deep the knife went in... But if it's in this area, if we can rescue it in time, there should be a chance..."

After all, he had fought his way out of a sea of ​​blood and corpses. What had he not seen on the battlefield?

The injury was in the lower abdomen, which was a blessing in disguise.

"Okay, then let's go to the hospital right away."

"The commune clinic isn't working, let's go directly to the county..."

"it is good!"

At this time, everyone obeyed Liu Hongyi's command unconditionally.

Huang Yonghui hugged Ma Xiangdong's lover's neck and calves, and with his arms exerting strength, he lifted her up.

She was injured in the abdomen, so carrying her on her back was definitely not an option.

Saving lives is the most important thing, and nothing else matters.

The group carried Ma Xiangdong's wife and Ma Yuejin, whose face was swollen like a pig's head and whose right shoulder was bleeding, and rushed out the door. Ma Yuejin twisted his body and refused to cooperate.

Wei Yinghong got angry, pulled out his pistol and pointed it directly at his forehead.

"If you keep dithering, I'll shoot you dead!"

"Conquering others with virtue" really worked. Ma Yuejin immediately became obedient and moved forward obediently.

Not long after they left the house, they saw a large group of scoundrels, about a dozen of them, rushing towards them with machetes and sugarcane knives. The leading one even had a rifle.

The gun body was pitch black, and it turned out to be the M16, the standard rifle of the US military during the Vietnam War.

Liu Hongyi and others gasped when they saw this.

As expected of a border area, a group of gangsters and evil forces even have M16s. (Note 1)

There is no doubt that this came from the Anlang Kingdom.

“That’s them, that’s them…”

The leaders of this group of hooligans were the two scoundrels who had just been beaten at the gate. When they saw Liu Hongyi and the others, they started shouting and looked extremely excited.

"Stop it, damn it!"

"How dare you hit Brother Yuejin!"

"Everyone kneel down for me!"

The gangster holding the M16 was about twenty years old, with a ferocious look on his face. He raised his rifle and pointed it at Liu Hongyi and the others, shouting loudly.

Liu Hongyi raised his pistol without hesitation, pointed it at Ma Yuejin's forehead, and pushed him in front of him.

At the same time, he winked at Wei Yinghong.

Wei Yinghong nodded to show that he understood.

"presumptuous!"

“We are cadres of the provincial party committee!”

"You bunch of current anti-so-and-so elements, do you want to be shot?"

Liu Hongyi shouted angrily, grabbed Ma Yuejin's hair with one hand, pulled his head back, pressed the Type 59 pistol against Ma Yuejin's temple, and pushed him slowly forward.

This trick really worked. The gangster leader holding the M16 retreated step by step and did not dare to shoot.

The problem is that he didn't dare to shoot, but Wei Yinghong did.

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