Bai Xiaochun had someone nailed to a table

  The internet cafe was on a street in the night market, very close to Liu Ziguang's residence. When he arrived, the ambulance had not yet come, and the entrance of the internet cafe was surrounded by people, many of whom were vendors from the night market who came to help after hearing the news, still holding their shiny knives.

  Liu Ziguang rushed to the entrance of the internet cafe, threw down his car and someone immediately took it. Someone led the way in front, introducing the situation, and they quickly went up to the second floor. The people had already been evacuated, and a dozen or so people surrounded Bai Xiaoshuai, each one at a loss for what to do, their faces red with anxiety.

  Liu Ziguang took a step forward and saw that behind Bei Xiaoshuai's chair, a military dagger was inserted into the back of the chair, with the handle hooked to the desk. The blade protruded from Bei Xiaoshuai's right chest and was nailed into the wooden board of the computer table, rendering him completely immobile.

  "What's wrong with you guys? Are you just watching?! Save him!" Liu Ziguo shouted.

  "Boss, we don't dare to! If we move the knife, Little Bei will die instantly!" a boy said hastily. What he said was true, this military dagger had been sharpened to the point where it was flush with the blood groove, so that the blood in Bei Xiaoshuai's body was sealed inside and hadn't spurted out. If they carelessly pulled out the dagger, there might be a huge hemorrhage or something, and perhaps Bei Xiaoshuai would be done for on the spot.

  But Liu Ziguang obviously didn't mean that. He gripped the knife handle tightly and said to the people beside him, "You few, move the computer desk forward!"

  Five or six people rushed up and pushed the row of computer desks forward a bit, finally pulling the knife out from under the table. After moving the desk, everyone's forehead was covered in sweat, their emotions were too tense, and each young face had even forgotten to be afraid.

  Liu Ziguang saw that some of the onlookers were students from his daytime classes, and he didn't even have time to scold them. He just said, "All of you get out of here, Xiaobei needs some fresh air."

  Everyone hastily retreated, and someone even opened the window. Liu Ziguang looked at Bei Xiaoshuai sitting in the chair, his face pale, sweating profusely, and his breathing became rapid and weak.

  "Come on, Xiaobei!"

  "Brother, I want to smoke."

  Liu Ziguang hastily pulled out a cigarette, lit it on his own mouth and stuffed it into Bei Xiaoshuai's mouth.

  Bei Xiaoshuai stretched out his trembling hand to hold the cigarette, took a deep drag, and suddenly started coughing, with a stream of fresh blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. Everyone was shocked, thinking that Bei Xiaoshuai was about to die. But he gasped for air, lifted his head again, but couldn't speak anymore, his chin covered in blood, and the front of his white T-shirt was also stained with a large patch of blood.

  "Brother, I don't want to die." Bei Xiaoshuai's voice was somewhat weak.

  "Good brother, you won't die, hold on!" Liu Ziguang's voice was still calm and composed.

  The ambulance siren finally sounded, from far to near, and soon arrived at the door. The people at the entrance of the internet cafe made way, and several people wearing masks and light green emergency suits rushed in. After a simple examination of the injury, they first put an oxygen mask on Bei Xiaoshuai, then said: "This knife can't be pulled out, you cooperate, lift the injured down."

  Liu Ziguang directed four bald students to come and lift their Be Lao Da, himself personally accompanying them on the side. The four of them carefully lifted Be Xiao Shuai out, along with his chair, to outside. At the entrance of the internet cafe, there were already over a hundred people gathered around, watching in shock as a blood-covered person was carried out, and they couldn't help but let out cries of alarm.

  Bei Xiaoshuai was carried into the ambulance. Before getting on, Liu Ziguang asked those students: "Who among you is good at computer?"

  "Me!" Yuan Wei raised his hand.

  "You few stay behind, dig out the person from the internet cafe's surveillance video for me, I want a clear version."

  Liu Ziguang finished speaking, pulled up the car door, and the ambulance sped away with its blue and white lights flashing, leaving Yuan Wei and his friends feeling weak in the legs, dry in the mouth, and their teeth chattering uncontrollably. They were still shaken by the close call. They sat together with Bei Xiaoshuai, focusing on playing WOW, completely unaware of someone approaching from behind. If that person had stabbed Bei Ge and then them, it would have been a matter of seconds. The feeling of having narrowly escaped death was chilling for even the most seasoned Jianghu big brothers, let alone these eighth-grade students.

  ……

  The ambulance sped to the municipal hospital's emergency department with all green lights, and the paramedics quickly carried Bei Xiaoshuai down from the stretcher. Liu Ziguang followed them in, just as Fang Fei happened to be there too. Seeing the injured person arrive, everyone was shocked, but the nurses in the emergency department were seasoned veterans who had seen it all - they wouldn't bat an eyelid even if someone came in with a knife lodged in their forehead. The doctors and nurses immediately began administering emergency treatment.

  First, do a CT scan. First, separate the injured person and the chair, then cut off the knife handle. Use the instrument to do a CT scan to see which internal organs are injured, and then rescue can be carried out. These things are all done by professionals, and the accompanying person just waits outside.

  It was strange that Fang Wei saw Liu Ziguang without any enthusiasm, seemingly unable to muster up the energy, and after a few perfunctory words, she closed the operating room door. Liu Ziguang was also preoccupied with Bei Xiaoshuai's injuries and didn't take it to heart.

  Li Jianguo, Xuanzi, Ma Chao and others heard the news and all came, and many brothers on the road brought their tools to help Ba Shuai avenge, the outside of the hospital's emergency department was crowded with people, it was simply a grand gathering of the underworld.

  Suddenly, a black Grand Cherokee with flashing red and blue lights drove into the hospital. Everyone saw that it had a police plate and gave way. The car drove all the way to the emergency department entrance. Three men and one woman got out of the car, all dressed in neat casual clothes. Among them, the female police officer was Hu Rong, an old acquaintance of Liu Ziguang.

  Officer Hu is no longer the rookie cop who just graduated from the police academy, but a seasoned and stable criminal detective. He wears cowboy pants, flat shoes, a tight-fitting T-shirt with a waistcoat jacket over it, revealing a silver police badge and a black gun holster hanging from his slender waist.

  "Liu Ziguang, the person who called you has left." Hu Rong said straightforwardly.

  "They all came to see people, didn't they break the law?" Liu Ziguang was on fire and directly retorted.

  "How dare you speak like that! You're the one who's being talked about!" A male police officer next to Hu Rong, who was apparently her pursuer, heard Liu Ziguang talking back and scolded him fiercely.

  Liu Ziguang suddenly turned his head, his eyes full of murderous intent, scaring the young detective who hastily pressed down on the gun at his waist and took a step back. They knew about Liu Ziguang's past within the public security department, saying he was a special forces operative from the same unit as Director Song, with dozens of lives taken by his hands, all of whom were ruthless terrorists. Once this fierce god gets enraged, it doesn't matter what your identity is.

  "Little Wang!" Hu Rong reproachfully glared at him, then smiled and said to Liu Ziguang: "Your brother was stabbed, I understand your current mood, but what can you do by gathering so many people? Recently, the city is creating a safe, hygienic and civilized city, and is cracking down hard. If all of you gather together with your tools, who knows what might happen? No one wants to see that, right?"

  Liu Ziguang eats soft but not hard. He told his brothers: "Jianguo Xuanzi Ma Chao stayed behind, the rest of you all scatter and go back to wait for my call."

  Everyone dispersed and drove back on their own. Hu Rong let out a sigh of relief and said to Liu Ziguang, "Thank you."

  Liu Ziguang nodded slightly and didn't say anything.

  "It's not because of this matter, but the last time in the bank, thank you for saving me. I will repay this kindness, and I hope you must remain calm and not make any impulsive decisions that lead to criminal behavior. I think you understand what I mean. You don't need to get involved in this matter, just let our public security agency handle it."

  Hu Rong finished speaking, took a deep breath and said: "Let's go!" He led the three detectives into the car and left.

  ……

  Li Jianguo, Xuanzi and Ma Chao all looked at Liu Ziguo, waiting for him to make a decision. Liu Ziguo lit a cigarette, took a deep drag and said: "We'll have to take care of this ourselves. Jianguo, it's your turn to act. I want to see the person who messed with Xiaobei tonight. If anything happens to Xiaobei, I'll personally deal with him."

  Li Jianguo walked up and gently patted Liu Ziguang's back: "Don't worry, I'll take care of this. You shouldn't be too anxious either." With that, he left first.

  Xuanzi held his mobile phone and looked at Liu Ziguang, saying: "Liu Ge, Xiaobei's family... you say it."

  Liu Ziguang took the phone, hesitated for a moment and then dialed the number: "Old Bei Shu, it's Xiaoguang. Something has happened to Xiao Shuai, he's at the Municipal Hospital now, please hurry over."

  Put down the phone, Liu Ziguang was restless, constantly smoking, Bei Xiaoshuai was his younger brother and also a neighbor who grew up together from childhood. Now that he's following him to mix, such a big thing has happened, how can he explain it to Uncle Bei?

  Ten minutes later, a taxi stopped at the emergency room entrance. Uncle Bei and his wife rushed over, as did Liu Ziguang's parents. Strangely, Uncle Bei was not as hysterical as imagined, but rather surprisingly calm, shaking hands with everyone one by one and saying, "Thank you for your trouble, you can all go back now."

  Liu Ziguang said: "Ba Shu, I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of Xiao Shuai."

  Uncle Bei waved his hand and said, "I've been expecting this day for a long time. This kid was born with this fate. Since he started middle school, he's been fighting and brawling outside, using knives and guns. He's bound to end up like this sooner or later. I always keep a few thousand yuan at home, just in case he gets hurt. Tell me, how badly is he injured?"

  Liu Ziguang said: "I was stabbed by someone with a knife and have a penetrating wound in the right chest. I am currently undergoing emergency treatment."

  Uncle Bei's eyes suddenly dimmed, and he stumbled almost falling over. On the other side, Beishuai's mom had already started wailing loudly, it was that kind of desperate cry, after crying for a couple of seconds she fainted, scaring Liu Ziguang's parents who quickly went to support her, even fanning and pressing her people didn't work, luckily they were in the hospital, quickly supporting her into emergency rescue.

  Just as he was helped in, Uncle Bei had an accident again. He sat on the flower bed with a pale face and couldn't catch his breath. One hand was rummaging through his pocket, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get it out. Liu Ziguang hurried over to help him dig out the small porcelain bottle containing quick-acting heart-saving pills, and after taking the nitroglycerin tablets, he finally caught his breath.

  The whole family was in a mess, and the three members of the Bai family were all taken to the emergency room. The old couple also went in to accompany them. It's already 11 o'clock at night now. Liu Ziguang sent Xuanzi back to rest first and stayed there himself.

  Xuanzi left, and the parking lot outside the emergency department returned to calm. Liu Ziguang gazed at the dim lights, let out a sigh, and pulled out another cigarette from his pocket. Suddenly, he shouted in a low voice: "Who's there? Come out!"

  Several figures emerged from a small grove of trees nearby.