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Although it was late at night, Zhang Feng still called the landlord out. He went to see the house alone and asked Brother Shazi and the others to wait below so that the landlord could not see them.
It only took Zhang Feng less than fifteen minutes to buy a house with only one room. Fortunately, it also has a bathroom. No ID card or registration is required. The minimum rent is one month. The rent is 250 yuan. Zhang Feng gave 5 Hundred.
They went up after the landlord left.
When Mao Xiaorui saw this room, he was a little desperate, because there was only one bed in the room, the lights were dim, the dark curtains on the window were drawn, the air in the room was very turbid, and there was a strong musty smell, which made Mao Xiaorui retching , but it’s much better than smelly socks in your mouth.
"You just stay here and don't go anywhere. I will deliver food and water every day. Now I'm going to buy some medicine to treat this brother's injury!" Zhang Feng said and went out.
When I came back, I got a lot of stuff, all of which were fast food, biscuits, fruits, etc., and a bag of medicine.
"Come, lie down there!" Zhang Feng said to the brother.
The boy was a little afraid of Zhang Feng and glanced at Brother Sha Zi. The latter nodded and he lay on the bed.
"Don't worry, your injury is fine!" Zhang Feng took out the contents of the bag, including sanitary napkins, bandages, scissors, rope, candles, and knives.
They are all normal surgical items, but the only unusual thing is that there are firecrackers for children to play with. Everyone knows what they are used for.
"What's your name?" Zhang Feng asked.
The younger brother said; "Cheng Jin!"
"Be patient!" Zhang Feng said.
"I can't die!" Cheng Jin said.
In fact, he was terrified, and now he could only believe him because he couldn't go to the hospital.
Mao Xiaorui was thrown into the corner, and he was rarely quiet, because he had already been beaten by Brother Shazi just now, so how could he dare to be dishonest.
Cheng Jin's thigh was full of blood, but fortunately he tied it up and didn't touch the wound.
The injury was serious, and the entire chopstick penetrated his thigh, but fortunately it did not damage the artery.
Zhang Feng cut off his pants to reveal a wound, which was bloody and bloody. Zhang Feng wiped it clean with a tissue.
Tighten the belt, and any surgery under the belt will be fine.
"Can you? How about knocking you unconscious?" Zhang Feng asked.
"Need not!"
Cheng Jin grabbed the clothes and bit them in his mouth, closed his eyes, and looked like he was waiting for death. Zhang Feng couldn't help but admire that the small peasant class could have such endurance.
Let's see how strong he is.
"Light the candles!"
A younger brother came over quickly.
The candle was lit, Zhang Feng heated the knife, and then cut off the wound. The wounded man's body twitched.
"Next I have to pull out the chopsticks!" Zhang Feng was giving the wounded a mental preparation.
Use tweezers to pick up one end of the chopstick and pull it out firmly.
"Hmm..." The wounded man was shaking all over. Zhang Feng knew how painful this was.
But after just a few blows, the wounded man couldn't bear it anymore and started to struggle. Zhang Feng quickly said: "Hold him down!"
Three people came up and held him down. Zhang Feng pulled out the chopsticks and blood spurted out. He covered it with sanitary napkin.
The bleeding stopped quickly. Zhang Feng poured high-strength liquor to disinfect, and then said: "Get out the firecrackers. All you need is gunpowder."
Several of them did it together. Mao Xiaorui was watching over there with fear. How could such an operation be possible
So cruel!
The injured was no longer in so much pain, his face was pale, he seemed to have only half life left, and his consciousness was blurred.
After a while, the gunpowder came out, and there was quite a lot of it, weighing dozens of grams.
"Cheng Jin, hold it back!" Zhang Feng said.
When Cheng Jin heard this, he glanced at the gunpowder on the table, trembled, and said, "Brother, didn't you disinfect it with alcohol just now?"
"If you want to keep this leg, you still need gunpowder!" Zhang Feng said coldly.
Cheng Jin took a deep breath: "Come on!"
Brother Shazi brought gunpowder to Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng put the gunpowder on the wound little by little. Brother Shazi had already held Cheng Jin down and was waiting for Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng held the candle and lit the gunpowder.
呲呲…
The gunpowder ignited, Cheng Jin's body twitched and he passed out.
That's fine. Zhang Feng sewed up his wound and wrapped it with a bandage. It was done.
Cheng Jin's physical condition is very good and he will surely recover soon.
"Next time I buy some medicine, he can still have this leg." Zhang Feng said.
Brother Shazi said to Zhang Feng: "Brother, thank you!"
"No need to thank me, just do your best!"
Zhang Feng said and glanced at Mao Xiaorui in the corner.
It won't be long before the police are looking for him too, haha!
Zhang Feng was going out to find Liu Ping'an now, so he was too lazy to care about him and left him alone.
"Keep an eye on him. If he runs away, you will be doomed!"
Zhang Feng reminded before going out.
The people in the house watched Zhang Feng leave, and then they started to eat without giving it to Mao Xiaorui. Of course, Mao Xiaorui would not eat such low-level food.
There were two cigarettes in the bag. After they had eaten, they started smoking. Four cigarettes were smoked at the same time. The room was suddenly filled with the smell of smoke, the smell of gunpowder just now, oh, and the unique mold in the room. The smell made Mao Xiaorui almost vomit, it was very difficult.
And the window is still closed.
Mao Xiaorui was thinking, don't they feel choked
Half an hour later, Mao Xiaorui couldn't stand it anymore and almost suffocated. Tiao struggled to stand up, and Brother Shazi shouted: "Master Mao, be quiet. This is good for everyone!"
"Uh-huh... uh-huh..." Mao Xiaorui's mouth made a sound.
Brother Shazi went up and kicked him, and the pain made him cry. This was a real kick. He didn't dare to struggle anymore because it was useless.
Half an hour later, someone finally went to open the window. Mao Xiaorui immediately ran up to the window and took two breaths before being dragged back and beaten.
"You're looking for death. Why did you open the window?" Brother Shazi went up and slapped the boy who opened the window.
"Brother Shazi, there is no air!" said the younger brother.
"Can I suffocate you to death?" Brother Shazi said angrily: "Turn on the exhaust fan in the bathroom!"
Brother Shazi recalled what Zhang Feng said just now. If Mao Xiaorui ran away or was discovered by someone, then they would really be doomed.
So there can't be any sloppiness.
…
At this time, Zhang Feng continued to look for Liu Ping'an. Near midnight, Zhang Feng received a message from Feng Gao.
This made Zhang Feng very surprised and angry, because another child was missing, a child from the countryside. They had been missing for several days.
"Brother Gao, let's have a supper together!" Zhang Feng said.
"good!"
Half an hour later, the two sat down at a roadside barbecue stall and ordered a pot of seafood porridge and a plate of chili each.
"Those people are beasts!"
Feng Gao, a man of few words, ate two bowls of porridge before he said that sentence. It seemed like he said it casually, but Zhang Feng could feel the overwhelming anger in Feng Gao's heart.