"Officer Jiang, if you don't feel proud, then who do you think you are? By the way, the newspaper said that you know kung fu. What kind of kung fu do you use? Wing Chun, Tai Chi, or Hong Quan? Do you think I can learn? At my age, is it too late?”
"Uncle Gan likes Kung Fu?"
This was the first time Jiang Zhen had met someone who loved kung fu so much.
"Of course I like it!"
Uncle Gan nodded seriously and sighed,"" When I was young, if I didn't want to learn Kung Fu, I wouldn't have joined the Dwarf Scorpion Gang. Unfortunately, I didn't learn Kung Fu. Instead, I committed a great sin. Sigh…"
"Uncle Gan, Brother Zhen is injured and he wants you to treat him. If you want to learn martial arts, go to the dojo!”Killer Xiong was a little dissatisfied. He wasn't familiar with Uncle Gan, so his words were harsh.
However, this sentence made Uncle Gan serious. He looked at Jiang Zhen in surprise and asked in confusion,"Officer Jiang is injured? Where are you hurt? It doesn't look like it!"
It was no wonder. Jiang Zhen had already changed his clothes. He was full of energy, his complexion was rosy, and his posture was also very proper. There was nothing wrong with him.
Smiling, Jiang Zhen unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the wound that was casually bandaged.
"Come, Officer Jiang, sit down and let me see.”
Seeing that the other party was really injured, Uncle Gan couldn't help but let him sit on the sofa. Then, he personally untied the cloth for him.
Hiss…
When the gauze was removed, the wound was immediately revealed in front of Uncle Gan.
Even Uncle Gan, who had been in Stanley for so many years and had seen countless wounds, could not help but take a deep breath and say in shock,""Officer Jiang, don't you feel pain?”
This question was undoubtedly a silly one.
"Uncle Xing, there's no need to make such a fuss. I was there when Brother Zhen was injured, but Brother Zhen didn't even make a sound.”Assassin Xiong interrupted from the side with an expression of admiration.
"Officer Jiang, I really admire you!”
Uncle Gan looked at Jiang Zhen with admiration. He didn't even ask how Jiang Zhen got injured. Instead, he went to get some gauze, disinfectant, medicine, etc. to treat Jiang Zhen.
Uncle Gan was good at treating external wounds. At least Jiang Zhen didn't feel too much pain and was bandaged up again.
"Officer Jiang, it's enough. You can change the medicine in five days.”Beads of sweat trickled down Uncle Gan's forehead as he spoke.
Jiang Zhen tried to move his body a few times. The pain he felt from the wound earlier was now much better, and he felt a cool and refreshing feeling.
With a satisfied smile, Jiang Zhen took out his wallet, took out a thousand dollar bill, and handed it over,"Uncle Gan, your cooking is really good. Please don't tell anyone about what happened tonight and keep it a secret for me!”
"Hmm?"
Without waiting for Uncle Gan to finish, Jiang Zhen placed the money on the armrest of the sofa and said,"You have to pay for the treatment. This is my rule.”
"Uncle Gan, take it!"
"That's right. Brother Zhen gave it to you, so you took it. Why? Do you think it's too little?”
Assassin Xiong and Daemon's Grimace were also trying to persuade him. After all, they knew that their business would start tomorrow. A mere 1,000 yuan was nothing. It was definitely worth it for Uncle Gan to put in more effort during the treatment.
At this moment, a prison guard rushed into the infirmary. Before he could enter, his voice was already heard."Uncle Gan, Uncle Gan, quick, that old man Dan Cang seems to be dead.”
Without waiting for Uncle Gan to react, Jiang Zhen, who did not even flinch from the intense pain, suddenly stood up and reached out with one hand. He grabbed the collar of the prison guard who ran in and lifted him up."What old man, what single warehouse? Tell me quickly."
Cough, cough, cough…
She was already panting from running so fast. Now that she was picked up by Jiang Zhen, her face turned red and she coughed violently.
"Brother Zhen!"
"Officer Jiang!"
Uncle Gan, Assassin Xiong, and the others were shocked. They didn't understand why Jiang Zhen had such a big reaction.
"Hurry up and tell me, is it the one from Bei Cang?”Jiang Zhen's eyes turned red as he continued to question.
" Yes, yes, let go... cough cough..." The young prison guard seemed to be in extreme pain as he struggled to answer.
Phew...
Jiang Zhen let go of her hand. His expression was strange and complicated. He looked sad, hurt, comforted, and even blessed.
After a long while, he regained his composure. He looked at the young prison guard and said coldly,"Little brother, I'm sorry."
"You…Uh, it's okay, it's okay.”The young prison guard was about to scold Jiang Zhen, but when he saw Jiang Zhen's 1.9-meter tall body and the two "fierce" killers, he immediately changed his mind.
"Brother Zhen, what's the matter?" Killer Xiong asked with concern.
"The old man from Bei Cang is from my hometown. He taught me a lot of things a few days ago.”Jiang Zhen gave a simple explanation. Then, he looked at Uncle Gan and said seriously,"Uncle Gan, I wonder what happened to the dead prisoners in the Stanley?”
When Uncle Gan heard this, he replied seriously,""Those with family will be brought back by their families. Those without family will be sent to the cemetery for burial.”
"If I want to be responsible for burying him, can I?”Jiang Zhen asked again.
"I owe that old man a debt of gratitude. I must personally collect his corpse. If anyone has any objections to this matter, I'll take responsibility.”Jiang Zhen was certain that he would say this, but it didn't seem to match the 'perfect resume' that he always claimed to have.
This time, even Assassin Xiong and Gui Jianchou were a little surprised.
Uncle Gan didn't know Jiang Zhen well. After hearing Jiang Zhen's words, he praised,"Alright, Officer Jiang, I'm willing to help you. How about this, take the corpse in my name. I think everyone in Stanley will give me face and won't say anything.”
"Oh? Uncle Gan's son?" Jiang Zhen blurted out.
" Yeah, my kid is called Gan Zitai. He's just like me when I was young. He's obsessed with martial arts. He didn't learn enough in the martial arts school. He said he wanted to practice his martial arts, so he went to mingle with the Dwarf Scorpion. Sigh..."
When Jiang Zhen heard this, his heart was filled with shock."Gan Zitai, this name may not be familiar to many people, but Crown Prince Hongxing, this name is powerful enough.”
Jiang Zhen never expected Uncle Gan's son to be the Crown Prince, the 'God of War' of the Young and Dangerous Gang.
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