"Many people choose to hide their illnesses, especially the elderly. They are likely to disguise themselves, pretend to be healthy and normal, and even kill those who know the truth..."
In the conference room on the sixth floor of Jishi Medical Center in Xuefu District, Zhang Xuezhou spoke in a very low voice, but many people who raised their ears listened.
"Then what should we do now?" Changkong Yinghao frowned and asked: "Even though my father is now in his old age and in pain, he is a real seventh-order man after all!"
"We have a chance of losing two against one." Changkong Yinglian added: "The fight may also spread to the surrounding area for several miles, and it will be difficult to capture my father normally!"
"You forgot what I said about disguise. Old people like them will disguise themselves to make you think they are normal!"
"You mean?"
"You can make a sneak attack with the help of firearms. You don't need to use fighting skills to fight. Just like I said before, I can knock him down with one shot!"
"But my marksmanship is poor!"
"Whatever gun skills are required for a sneak attack, a child can succeed. If I were the son of Chairman Changkong, I would go in and call him daddy a few times, and then take advantage of him and knock him down with a single shot!"
Zhang Xuezhou induced me earnestly.
Firstly, Zhang Xuezhou has experienced such incidents, and secondly, the incident has not happened to the Zhang family, so overall he seems relatively calm.
However, Changkong Yinghao and others lack relevant experience, and have recently been affected by Song Xianzhong's crazy killings.
The more serious problem is that Changkongluo may indeed suffer from twilight conditions.
As the former Prime Minister of the Luofu Empire and the Chairman of the Sequential Committee of the Red Alliance, Chang Kongluo is indeed very old.
In the conference room, the faces of Changkong Yinghao and Changkong Yinglian kept changing, and there were also a group of young and middle-aged juniors who had rude expressions on their faces.
"This is your best opportunity. If you miss it, it will be difficult to talk about it," Zhang Xuezhou urged.
"Yes, Chairman Changkong was hit by my father's Dragon Elephant Fighting Technique. The pain is unstoppable. This is your best chance to take action." Ren Anran also persuaded in a low voice: "No matter what the outcome is, no matter how bad you are,
No loss!”
"This is not unreasonable!"
"Don't be afraid of anything like this, just be afraid of ten thousand!"
"My dad has been tied up until he can't move at this time. He is good at psychic abilities. At this time, he only needs to rely on an asbestos helmet and a firearm to subdue him. The harm is very small in comparison!"
…
Zhang Xuezhou and Ren Anran exchanged words with each other. There was no communication between the two, not even eye contact. However, the way they spoke was extremely close, and they used words to confuse each other.
At this time, things completely changed direction, from the situation of studying Ren Sheng to the situation of studying Chief Kongluo.
Changkong Yinghao and Changkong Yinglian looked ugly and had a slight sweat on their foreheads. They were completely unable to eliminate the possibility of Zhang Xuezhou and Ren Anran mentioning it.
Compared with the most terrible consequences, the cost of implementing such a plan is indeed not high.
If they make a mistake, the Changkong family can bear the price, but if they don't make a mistake, they will not only face the fall of their family, but even their own lives.
In this matter, not only Changkong Yinghao and Changkong Yinglian will unite the front, even the main members of the family will not object.
"Vote!"
“The votes of my brother and I will be counted as five, the votes of Zhongzheng and Zhongyun will be counted as two, and the votes of others will be counted as one!”
The process still had to go on as usual, Changkong Yinghao and Changkong Yinglian initiated a short voting session.
Looking at the final tally of registered votes, the two of them pursed their lips slightly and both involuntarily touched their spare guns.
"My gun is an armor-piercing bullet, so it's inconvenient to use!"
"My gun is filled with fire bombs."
"Dad, I have a 3,000-volt stun gun. Is it enough?"
"Very good, Zhongzheng, since it is a gun you are familiar with, you will be the one to take action soon!"
After a brief exchange, a middle-aged man named Chang Kongzheng with a gray face was selected to implement the plan.
Zhang Xuezhou didn't return the stun gun until everyone in the Changkong family left the door of the conference room with solemn expressions.
"Without a gun license, there is no place to buy a gun." Zhang Xuezhou said angrily, "It would be troublesome for me to even shoot this kind of gun!"
"When things in Uncle Song's family get back to normal, I'll ask him to help you get a gun license." Ren Wushu let out a long breath and said, "If you want to own a gun, you have to be registered in a functional department. My department can't place anyone."
, but Enron can help you get it done!”
"I recently became a nominal director in the medical department, and I hired special bodyguards with guns around me," Ren Anran said.
"Then I'll be a bodyguard!"
Zhang Xuezhou nodded.
He had been recommended to the task force in the past, which was the group of patrol officers downstairs who encountered such incidents.
Zhang Xuezhou thought about the task force identity and then the bodyguard identity. He finally felt that it was easier to be a bodyguard.
It's easy to do things with acquaintances, and Ren Anran doesn't need his protection.
As an insider of his body, Zhang Xuezhou felt that it was enough to let Anran protect him.
The Changkong family's problem with Ren Yisheng has been temporarily solved, but Zhang Xuezhou has not yet seen Ren Yisheng.
After asking for self-defense items, Zhang Xuezhou also asked Ren Wuyang for an asbestos helmet.
Everyone in the Changkong family went to the No. 1 medical room to visit Changkong Luo, while Zhang Xuezhou and others went to the safe room to visit Ren Shengsheng.
The safe is not a place to store gold and silver, but a place to store precious medicines. The security level here is extremely high, even the walls are tens of centimeters thick, and there are steel plates several inches thick inside the walls.
Through the monitor, Zhang Xuezhou could see any life locked on the metal pillar.
He turned his head to look at another monitor and saw that Song Xianzhong was also locked in another adjacent safe room.
This made him look at Song Xianzhong a little confused.
"Professor, are you okay?"
Zhang Xuezhou shouted into the microphone.
Ren Sheng, who was hanging his head in the insurance room, did not make any response.
"Have you seen the metal rod that locks my dad? If my dad does anything, we can turn on the conductive switch here, and the current will pass with a sting." Ren Wuyang said: "We are not the only ones who have the switch authority at the moment.
There are also people from the Changkong family, and once we want to open the last layer of protection and release my father, they will take corresponding measures to contain him!"
"Professor, what are your current symptoms?" Zhang Xuezhou nodded.
"He is just silent, just like that Song Xianzhong," Ren Wuyang said.
"My dad had a bone broken by Chairman Changkong. We used Taiqingzhen Technique to provide first aid. If we want to fully heal, we need your help," Ren Anran said.
"I gonna go see!"
Zhang Xuezhou nodded.
He put on an asbestos helmet and felt more at peace.
Although the Dragon Elephant Fighting Technique is a nightmare for low-sequence people, it cannot resist the fact that he is wearing equipment at this time, and Zhang Xuezhou's mental strength is not weak.
Under the condition that Rensheng is restricted by various measures, it is not difficult for him to protect himself.
By the time Ren Wuyan released his authority and passed through three security doors, Zhang Xuezhou was already standing outside the safe, which was separated by a window.
He called twice in succession, but Ren Shengsheng still lowered his head and did not respond.
This made Zhang Xuezhou shoot a Tai Qing Zhen Technique from two meters away.
Perhaps it was the power of the spell that made Ren Shengsheng awaken.
He raised his head and looked at Zhang Xuezhou who was casting a spell in the air.
Ren Shengsheng's throat mumbled a few times before he raised his head and asked in a low voice.
"How can I prove that I only have mental illness and have not fallen into twilight years?" Ren Sheng asked: "I am innocent."
"You also have a mental illness?" Zhang Xuezhou asked curiously: "You fell ill today?"
"I was stimulated by Chang Kong Fall? It also induced corresponding symptoms!"
"Then you..."
"The stimulation of weak people will make me ignore it, but the people who can really make decisions will stimulate me!"
Ren Shengsheng's expression was gloomy.
In vivo experiments are a knot in his mind that he can't get around.
In the past, he was just disgusted and disgusted by it, but as the mental enhancement chapter amplified his hidden symptoms, he would feel angry and even find it difficult to suppress his resistance behavior.
Especially when realm practice is interrupted, the negative influence of Peiyuan Pill aggravates this effect.
It is such a thing, but how to explain it and make people believe it is a difficult problem.
"Hahaha, Ren Yisheng, no one will believe your explanation, just like no one believes that I am still a normal person at this time, no one..."
The conversation between Zhang Xuezhou and Ren Shengsheng was not loud, but it was not difficult for Song Xianzhong, who had the bat gene, to eavesdrop.
He made almost the loudest sound, and the sound was clearly audible from the safe room where Ren Shengsheng was.
The voice of "no one" kept echoing in the safe, making Ren Shengsheng feel a real sense of despair.