Chapter 733: Revenge

British Concession Hospital.

Lao Jiang looked at Gong Baosen who was walking towards him in surprise, and said dumbfounded: "Master, how did you find me?"

After Gong Er was shot, Lao Jiang and Gong Er moved away from home and came to the British Concession Hospital for treatment.

No one said anything about Gong Er being shot, nor did they disclose his whereabouts here to anyone, but Gong Baosen found him himself.

"Why did I find you?" Gong Baosen's eyes were stern and his tone was unkind, "If I didn't find you, when were you going to tell me, the father, that my daughter had been shot?"

Lao Jiang had a bitter look on his face: "Master, girl, she won't let me..."

"She won't let you? Don't forget, she is the young lady and I am the master!" Gong Baosen snorted coldly, "How are you doing?"

"The foreign doctor just took out the bullet for the girl and is bandaging the wound now. He specially found a female doctor." Lao Jiang said hurriedly, "The doctor said that the bullet did not hit the vital point and it was not deep. There is no problem. It’s big, but you have to pay attention to your rest and diet, and change your dressing frequently.”

Gong Baosen's face softened slightly, he sighed deeply, and sat down on the bench next to the corridor.

He didn't say anything, and Lao Jiang stood aside as helpless as a child who had done something wrong.

After a long time, the door of the office on one side rang, and a female doctor and several female nurses filed out.

Lao Jiang hurriedly greeted him: "Doctor, how are you?"

The female doctor put her hands in her pockets and said: "There is nothing wrong with suturing and debridement, it just depends on recovery. It is best to only drink some white porridge and water in the past three days, and do not eat anything else. Change the medicine twice a day. If it is convenient, it is best to stay in the hospital It’s convenient to observe at any time here.”

"Convenient, convenient, I'm sorry to trouble you, doctor. I'm causing trouble to you." Lao Jiang bowed repeatedly.

"Okay, you're welcome." The female doctor smiled, "We are all parents, and I understand how you feel about being a father."

"Uh, you, you misunderstood." Old Jiang Sansan stepped aside, revealing Gong Baosen behind him, "This is the girl's father, and I am an old servant."

The female doctor was stunned for a moment, then said with a half-smile, "This father doesn't look like a father, and a servant doesn't look like a servant... Tsk!"

He shook his head and left.

"Sir, I..." Lao Jiang was about to explain, but Gong Baosen waved his hand.

"As a father, I am indeed incompetent." He sighed and walked into the ward.

Gong Er was sitting on the hospital bed, looking at the door.

Seeing his father come in, he pursed his lips and smiled a little sheepishly, and said, "I heard you talking outside the door. Dad, I have to worry about you again."

"But shouldn't the driver of the car worry about his daughter?" Gong Baosen smiled gently and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

Gong Er shook his head and smiled without saying anything.

Looking at his daughter's pale face, Gong Baosen couldn't help but reached out and touched her hair and said: "If you really like him, dad will cancel the marriage, Geng Liangchen..."

"It's nothing," Gong Er suddenly interrupted his father, "Dad, there is no such thing."

"If you don't like it, why would you take a bullet for him?" Gong Baosen said.

"I was stunned." Gong Er laughed at himself, "But now he is awake."

She looked at her father: "Dad, if you agree to a marriage, you can't go back on it. We, the palace family, talk with each other and don't make any exceptions because of me."

"For the sake of my daughter, so what if I go back on my promise?" Gong Baosen said.

"That won't work, then you are setting me up for being unfilial." Gong Er smiled, "Don't worry, dad, I know it well. Once I recover from my injury, I will go to Jinling to study medicine as promised. I won’t care about anything about martial arts.”

"Was this shot in vain?" Gong Baosen said quietly.

"Just think of it as a dream." Gong Er looked out the window.

Outside the window, there are several plum trees in the corner, and Ling Han is blooming alone.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the finals of the Chinese Martial Arts Elite Competition began.

Jinmen Hero Geng Liangchen, Black Tiger Cha Quan Xiao Xizhi, Barton Shu Bill Underwood!

The three warriors who have won all the way will fight in a cycle to determine the final top three rankings!

According to the rules, the top three will receive three medals hand-made by the Central Martial Arts Center, with the titles of national warrior, chivalrous warrior and warrior engraved on them.

In addition, the top three will also receive additional bonuses of 100,000, 50,000 and 20,000 yuan respectively, sponsored by Liu Haiqing, secretary-general of the Three Youth League.

Although another shooting incident occurred in the morning, this did not dampen the enthusiasm of Tianjin citizens. At the afternoon finals, there were still huge crowds of people coming to watch the game.

However, the security at the scene was obviously strengthened. The audience was divided into six areas by soldiers. Tickets and IDs were required for entry and exit, and strict body searches were implemented.

When the lottery started, Liu Haiqing came.

He came from out of town and looked like he was tired of traveling. As soon as he arrived, he found Su Yi first.

"How is your injury? Can you go on stage?" he asked with concern.

"It's the last two games. If you can't go, you still have to go." Su Yi smiled, "I know you are busy in Rehe, so there is no need to rush back."

"I'm really worried. In addition to helping you, I'm here to supervise the delivery of supplies. I have to leave early tomorrow morning." Liu Haiqing said, "Zhe Peng is planning to march into Rehe. Tang Yulin made people angry in Rehe, and the people's hearts were broken. Departure, the army wants to change, and he himself is inclined to surrender... Alas, the situation is irreversible and war is inevitable. "

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere around Su Yi suddenly became solemn.

After passing Rehe, you will reach Pingjin.

"Forget about that, let's talk about something happy." Liu Haiqing smiled at Su Yi, "You don't have to worry about the Zheng family. They will never dare to attack you again! I have dealt with the mastermind behind the two shootings, who bribed Wang Tianmu before and bribed a man named Chen Qing in your pistol team this time. I have left their families alive and will go abroad in the near future."

"I can sleep well now." Su Yi smiled at him.

Liu Haiqing said: "The matter of Mr. Zheng... Alas!"

Liu Haiqing didn't know how to comfort him.

"I am an adopted son. According to the rules, I need to keep vigil." Su Yi looked at the ring, "After the game, I will go to Zheng's house."

"Okay, I will also go to pay my respects to the old man." Liu Haiqing said.

On the stage, the referee drew lots and drew the order of the game.

The first game was between Su Yi and Bill Underwood. The loser between the two would rest for ten minutes and then go directly to the second match against Xiao Xizhi.

If the loser wins the first match, the winner will directly become the champion and the loser will be the second place. Xiao Xizhi, who lost to the loser, does not need to compete with the winner, and will automatically become the third place.

But if the loser wins the first match, the loser will directly become the third place because of two consecutive losses.

And Xiao Xizhi needs to play another match with the winner of the first match to decide the first and second place.

Although such competition rules guarantee fairness to a great extent, in general, the winner of the first game is the most advantageous.

Because after the winner of the first game wins, it is very likely that he will only play this game and directly become the champion.

But the loser of the first game will directly lose the qualification to compete for the championship, and will have to play the second game in succession. Even if he wins, he can only become the second place.

Xiao Xizhi, who played last, was also at a disadvantage, because as long as he lost one game, he would directly become the third place, and he would not even be qualified to compete with the winner of the first game.

If he wins, he will have to play the second game in a row and compete with the winner of the first game who is "waiting for the opportunity" to win the final championship.

Therefore, when the draw results came out, Ma Liang was immediately unhappy.

He thought Su Yi was once again "specially cared for".

"In the second round, he had a bye and drew the worst opponent. You know best if there is something fishy about it! But now that it's over, I won't care about it. Now it's happening again, right?" Ma Liang shouted unhappily, "Why did Geng Liangchen play first? Who can guarantee the fairness of your draw? Who can guarantee that there is no fishy about it?"

"Ma Liang, if you have evidence, you can show it. If you don't have evidence, stop spitting shit here!" Gong Baosen, who had a good temper, was aroused and couldn't help but swear.

"Evidence?" Ma Liang sneered, "Geng Liangchen has been treated preferentially again and again, which is the biggest evidence! What other evidence do you want me to provide? The draw is unfair! I want to redraw, and I have to draw it myself! I don't trust you!"

"Asshole!" Gong Baosen slammed the table and stood up, "Even if the competition today is not held, it is not your turn, Ma Liang, to draw this lot!"

"Hmph, Gong Monkey, you are too domineering, aren't you?" Ma Liang said angrily, "Why, you can't tolerate others questioning you? You get angry as soon as someone says it? Did I hit the nail on the head?"

"Fuck..."

"Haneda! Calm down, calm down..."

Everyone hurriedly pulled Gong Hantian away.

"I'll draw the lot again!" Zhang Zimin suddenly stood up and glanced at Ma Liang coldly, "I'll draw the lot this time, and I'll do it myself. If anyone still has doubts, get out of here!"

"Hmph!" Ma Liang was a little embarrassed, and stopped talking with a dark face.

Soon Zhang Zimin went on stage and announced that there was a problem with the previous drawing procedure. In order to ensure fairness, he decided to draw the lots again.

The audience was fine. It didn't matter to them who went first or last, as long as they went on stage to fight.

But for Su Yi, who had the most advantages, it was not the same.

"It's just a draw. What can go wrong with the procedure?" Liu Haiqing frowned deeply, "What the hell is Zhang Zimin doing?"

Soon someone came and whispered a few words in Liu Haiqing's ear.

Liu Haiqing's face suddenly turned cold.

"It was Ma Liang who did it." He looked at Su Yi, "This old guy questioned that Gong Baosen and the others favored you and played tricks in the draw, so Zhang Zimin decided to go on stage and re-draw the lots."

After a pause, Liu Haiqing said unhappily: "It's just playing with the rules. If one person questions it, the draw must be re-drawn, then I will question it later! I think we don't need to compete today, let's draw lots for the whole afternoon!"

"The game will ultimately rely on strength." Su Yi said, "What's wrong with taking advantage of the rules? Forget it, let them do it."

When the results of the re-draw came out, Liu Haiqing was even more unhappy.

Because the first game this time was Xiao Xizhi vs. Bill Underwood, Su Yi played the second game.

Seeing this result, Ma Liang smiled.

"This is what we call fairness!" He pointed at Zhang Zimin in the field and smiled at the other masters.

"Hold on to your skin!" Ma Yingtu couldn't stand him any more, "Fuck you..."

"What did you say!" Ma Liang's eyes widened instantly.

Because this sentence was in Hui dialect, the first half of the sentence was insulting his organs, and the second half was a kind greeting to his mother.

"Fuck you!" Ma Yingtu was also a hot-tempered man. He cursed and smashed the teacup in front of him, then rushed over.

The two of them fought each other instantly.

This scene stunned the other masters.

Suddenly, Gong Baosen and Li Wenshu looked at each other, their expressions were a little weird.

Then they rushed over together.

"Stop fighting, you two!"

"Oh, this is outrageous, stop it!"

One of them grabbed Ma Liang's left arm, and the other grabbed Ma Liang's right arm.

Ma Liang's face changed drastically in an instant, and before he could break free, Ma Yingtu punched him in the eye.

Ma Liang wailed "Awoo", and the next moment Gong Baosen silently kicked him in the crotch.

At the same time he made a move, Li Shuwen elbowed Ma Liang in the ribs.

Plop!

Ma Liang fell heavily to the ground.

Li Shuwen and Gong Baosen smiled at each other.

"You two are such shady guys!" Ma Yingtu cursed and rushed towards Ma Liang again.

This time, the two did not "stop the fight".

But other masters did.

The farce lasted until Zhang Zimin came.

Facing the furious Ma Liang with a bruised face, Zhang Zimin said lightly: "You are old, and you are still fighting. How can this be? Okay, stop it, this matter ends here."

"That's it!" Ma Liang was almost furious, "Ma Yingtu, you bastard, we are all Hui people, you are so cruel to me..."

"You are the shame of Hui people!" Ma Yingtu didn't tolerate him at all, and cursed him as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Fuck you..." Ma Liang was so angry that he was incoherent, and he pointed at Gong Baosen and Li Shuwen with a trembling hand, "And you, Gong Houzi, Li Daganzi, you are all good, you are plotting against me, right? Bastards, you are bullying me..."

"Don't talk nonsense! You are slandering people's innocence!" Li Shuwen raised his neck and snorted.

"That's right, you always say things without evidence, I don't know where the problem comes from." Gong Baosen said to others with an innocent face.

Shang Yunxiang suppressed his laughter and sighed, "Uncle Master, that's enough, you are still acting cute after getting the advantage..."

Gong Baosen glared at him, "You kid, you just did that monkey picking peaches, you think I didn't see it?"

"Cough cough..." Shang Yunxiang immediately coughed violently.

Ma Liang was really angry, but he cursed like a shrew for a long time. Except for Ma Yingtu who cursed him back, the others were quite satisfied with themselves and ignored him at all.

Finally, he didn't want to embarrass himself any more. Zhang Zimin gave him a pole, and he slid down after saying a few harsh words.