Ling Feng grabbed the sharp and cold blade with one hand, and blood dripped down his palm.
However, there was no strange expression on his face. He didn't know what pain was!
Saber's face twisted, and his frightened eyes slowly turned ferocious.
"go to hell!"
Suddenly, the dagger in the saber's hand turned, and a black protruding point on the handle was pressed down by him instantly.
There was a "bang" gunshot.
Ling Feng's chest was a mess of blood and flesh, and a trace of white smoke was rising from the top of the knife handle.
It turned out that this was an improved dagger, with a hidden pistol on the handle.
"Are you very powerful? Now let me see if you are still alive?" Saber laughed wildly.
"Death!" Ling Feng shouted out one word expressionlessly. He held the dagger with a sharp force on his wrist.
There was a crisp sound of metal breaking, and the dagger in Saber's hand was abruptly broken. Half of the sharp dagger stabbed into the heart of Saber, who had a look of horror on his face.
One was in disbelief, the other was expressionless. Both of them fell down together.
When Zhang Hai and the people from the Beacon Society rushed over to provide support, they saw blood stains on the ground. They found Ling Feng lying in a pool of blood and hurriedly sent him to the hospital.
Although they didn't know whether Ling Feng was alive or dead, they were so frightened that they almost cried and pushed Ling Feng into the operating room as if he was reincarnated.
The doctor was operating in the operating room. Outside the door of the operating room, there was a dense crowd of people, all with nervous and sad faces. It is conceivable that if Ling Feng died inside, the doctors who performed the surgery would probably not be alive.
Walked out of the hospital.
Near the door of the operating room, on a bench, there were several tough women sitting there.
He Ye, as Ling Feng's first real girlfriend, there is no doubt that she can appear here. Look at her nervous expression, her face is pale, and her whole body is trembling. Her eyes are not willing to leave the closed operating room for a moment.
door.
Yuan Yuan, who was sitting next to her, put her arms around her shoulders, pretending to be relaxed and comforting He Ye. As He Ye's eldest sister, perhaps only she knew Yuan Yuan's hard work. The worries in her heart,
Not inferior to He Ye, but still pretending to be fine. This feeling is really painful. Behind the forced smile, there is a pinched heart.
Sitting on the other side of the bench was Ziyue. Her face was still as cold as ice. When she got here, she sat there without saying a word. No one could tell what this iceberg beauty was thinking.
Weihan did not appear here at this moment. Compared with these women, her worry for Ling Feng was no less intense. She, who had a weak personality, even wrote her worry with tears on her face.
.
But she couldn't wait at the door of the operating room. She was just an ex-girlfriend. In order to avoid He Ye's misunderstanding, she still suppressed her uneasiness. She could only keep the nurse running out of the operating room.
When ordering medicine, I took advantage of the medicine delivery to sneak in and take a look.
Not once did she see Ling Feng, whose chest was full of blood and whose face was pale and bloodless, on the operating table. She held back her tears, ran to the nurse's table, squatted underneath, and let her tears flow freely.
The operation lasted for a full eight hours. The three women sitting on the board at the door did not leave. None of the younger brothers from the Beacon Fire Society who were standing in the corridor left.
What's even more rare is that none of the doctors in the operating room left. Although they almost collapsed during the operation, no one dared to leave as long as they didn't collapse.
But having said that, do they dare to come out? The person lying on the operating table is a gangster boss. I am afraid that no one of his younger brothers outside will agree. If the operation succeeds, forget it. If the operation fails, these emotionally uncontrollable people will
The younger brother has not taken all the responsibility out on himself.
There is no other way, as I said before, as long as I don't fall down, these doctors are working hard to support me.
Finally, the red light at the door of the operating room turned on. As soon as the door opened, the mobile hospital bed that pushed Ling Feng out was forced back by the crowd outside.
"Get out of here!" Yang Xiong, who had been silent all this time, yelled.
He and Ye stood up nervously and waited anxiously for eight hours. Now is the most critical moment. They don't know what happened to Ling Feng.
Suddenly a very weak voice came from the operating room, "No noise is allowed in the hospital!"
Everyone was stunned, and tears of excitement burst out.
Isn't this Ling Feng's voice?
With Yuan Yuan's support, He Ye burst into tears and threw himself next to Ling Feng's mobile bed.
Ling Feng's face was pale and his lips were chapped. He raised his dim eyes and looked at He Ye who was crying into tears. He squeezed out a smile with difficulty and said, "Why did you come here empty-handed? I thought you
Will prepare some food for me!"
He Ye tightly held Ling Feng's cold, pale, blood-stained hand and put it against his face, "Ling Feng, I'm afraid, I'm really afraid!"
Ziyue, who was standing behind, looked at this scene without any change in her expression. Maybe she also had a reaction after hearing Ling Feng's first words after the operation, but now she still has a look on her face.
Frost.
The grown men all cried so hard that they hugged each other.
She was the only one whose expression made it impossible to tell anything at all.
He turned around and left silently, without saying a word from beginning to end.
"Wait a minute, Ziyue!" The weak Ling Feng suddenly shouted.
Ziyue's whole body trembled and she froze there.
But Ling Feng's next words almost made everyone's eyes drop.
“Don’t lose our Beacon Club’s share of the spoils!”
After saying this, Ling Feng was so weak that he fell asleep.
"The patient is too tired and needs to rest!" With the help of the nurse, the doctor, who was also very weak, said quickly.
Everyone quickly made way for them.
Ziyue stood there with an intriguing smile on her lips, and left without looking back.
A dog can't change its habit of eating shit. Even if Ling Feng dies, he can't change his character as a petty citizen who is greedy for cheap and determined not to suffer any loss.
But, this is Ling Feng.
His label is power, petty gain, vulgarity, stingy...
It was a spectacular scene in the hospital. The nurse in front was pushing a surgical cart with a patient lying on it, and two women were standing next to it. Behind them were a group of big men, watching them cry.
With that shuddering look, uninformed people would have thought that Mr. Qingtian had died and the common people had come to give him a lift! Ling Feng grabbed the sharp and cold blade with one hand, and blood dripped down his palm.
However, there was no strange expression on his face. He didn't know what pain was!
Saber's face twisted, and his frightened eyes slowly turned ferocious.
"go to hell!"
Suddenly, the dagger in the saber's hand turned, and a black protruding point on the handle was pressed down by him instantly.
There was a "bang" gunshot.
Ling Feng's chest was a mess of blood and flesh, and a trace of white smoke was rising from the top of the knife handle.
It turned out that this was an improved dagger, with a hidden pistol on the handle.
"Are you very powerful? Now let me see if you are still alive?" Saber laughed wildly.
"Death!" Ling Feng shouted out one word expressionlessly. He held the dagger with a sharp force on his wrist.
There was a crisp sound of metal breaking, and the dagger in Saber's hand was abruptly broken. Half of the sharp dagger stabbed into the heart of Saber, who had a look of horror on his face.
One was in disbelief, the other was expressionless. Both of them fell down together.
When Zhang Hai and the people from the Beacon Society rushed over to provide support, they saw blood stains on the ground. They found Ling Feng lying in a pool of blood and hurriedly sent him to the hospital.
Although they didn't know whether Ling Feng was alive or dead, they were so frightened that they almost cried and pushed Ling Feng into the operating room as if he was reincarnated.
The doctor was operating in the operating room. Outside the door of the operating room, there was a dense crowd of people, all with nervous and sad faces. It is conceivable that if Ling Feng died inside, the doctors who performed the surgery would probably not be alive.
Walked out of the hospital.
Near the door of the operating room, on a bench, there were several tough women sitting there.
He Ye, as Ling Feng's first real girlfriend, there is no doubt that she can appear here. Look at her nervous expression, her face is pale, and her whole body is trembling. Her eyes are not willing to leave the closed operating room for a moment.
door.
Yuan Yuan, who was sitting next to her, put her arms around her shoulders, pretending to be relaxed and comforting He Ye. As He Ye's eldest sister, perhaps only she knew Yuan Yuan's hard work. The worries in her heart,
Not inferior to He Ye, but still pretending to be fine. This feeling is really painful. Behind the forced smile, there is a pinched heart.
Sitting on the other side of the bench was Ziyue. Her face was still as cold as ice. When she got here, she sat there without saying a word. No one could tell what this iceberg beauty was thinking.
Weihan did not appear here at this moment. Compared with these women, her worry for Ling Feng was no less intense. She, who had a weak personality, even wrote her worry with tears on her face.
.
But she couldn't wait at the door of the operating room. She was just an ex-girlfriend. In order to avoid He Ye's misunderstanding, she still suppressed her uneasiness. She could only keep the nurse running out of the operating room.
When ordering medicine, I took advantage of the medicine delivery to sneak in and take a look.
Not once did she see Ling Feng, whose chest was full of blood and whose face was pale and bloodless, on the operating table. She held back her tears, ran to the nurse's table, squatted underneath, and let her tears flow freely.
The operation lasted for a full eight hours. The three women sitting on the board at the door did not leave. None of the younger brothers from the Beacon Fire Society who were standing in the corridor left.
What's even more rare is that none of the doctors in the operating room left. Although they almost collapsed during the operation, no one dared to leave as long as they didn't collapse.
But having said that, do they dare to come out? The person lying on the operating table is a gangster boss. I am afraid that no one of his younger brothers outside will agree. If the operation succeeds, forget it. If the operation fails, these emotionally uncontrollable people will
The younger brother has not taken all the responsibility out on himself.
There is no other way, as I said before, as long as I don't fall down, these doctors are working hard to support me.
Finally, the red light at the door of the operating room turned on. As soon as the door opened, the mobile hospital bed that pushed Ling Feng out was forced back by the crowd outside.
"Get out of here!" Yang Xiong, who had been silent all this time, yelled.
He and Ye stood up nervously and waited anxiously for eight hours. Now is the most critical moment. They don't know what happened to Ling Feng.
Suddenly a very weak voice came from the operating room, "No noise is allowed in the hospital!"
Everyone was stunned, and tears of excitement burst out.
Isn't this Ling Feng's voice?
With Yuan Yuan's support, He Ye burst into tears and threw himself next to Ling Feng's mobile bed.
Ling Feng's face was pale and his lips were chapped. He raised his dim eyes and looked at He Ye who was crying into tears. He squeezed out a smile with difficulty and said, "Why did you come here empty-handed? I thought you
Will prepare some food for me!"
He Ye tightly held Ling Feng's cold, pale, blood-stained hand and put it against his face, "Ling Feng, I'm afraid, I'm really afraid!"
Ziyue, who was standing behind, looked at this scene without any change in her expression. Maybe she also had a reaction after hearing Ling Feng's first words after the operation, but now she still has a look on her face.
Frost.
The grown men all cried so hard that they hugged each other.
She was the only one whose expression made it impossible to tell anything at all.
He turned around and left silently, without saying a word from beginning to end.
"Wait a minute, Ziyue!" The weak Ling Feng suddenly shouted.
Ziyue's whole body trembled and she froze there.
But Ling Feng's next words almost made everyone's eyes drop.
“Don’t lose our Beacon Club’s share of the spoils!”
After saying this, Ling Feng was so weak that he fell asleep.
"The patient is too tired and needs to rest!" With the help of the nurse, the doctor, who was also very weak, said quickly.
Everyone quickly made way for them.
Ziyue stood there with an intriguing smile on her lips, and left without looking back.
A dog can't change its habit of eating shit. Even if Ling Feng dies, he can't change his character as a petty citizen who is greedy for cheap and determined not to suffer any loss.
But, this is Ling Feng.
His label is power, petty gain, vulgarity, stingy...
It was a spectacular scene in the hospital. The nurse in front was pushing a surgical cart with a patient lying on it, and two women were standing next to it. Behind them were a group of big men, watching them cry.
With such a fussing look, uninformed people would have thought that Mr. Qingtian had died and the common people had come to give him a lift!