In the doctor's office on duty, Ximen Lang and Zhuque heard the noise in the corridor and both stood up and walked over. Ximen Lang quietly opened the door, revealing a gap, and looked over. When he found that it was two medical staff in white coats carrying
He was holding a stretcher, and the patient on the stretcher was still seriously injured, so the doubts in his heart disappeared.
Next to him, Suzaku put his mouth to his ear and asked in a low voice: "What's going on? Is there an enemy coming?"
Ximen Lang shook his head slightly and responded in a low voice, "It's not an enemy, it's a patient. It seems he wants to enter the intensive care unit inside."
After hearing what he said, Suzaku felt relieved and returned to the desk, still sitting on the chair.
However, Ximen Lang did not expect that this patient was no ordinary person. Although his head was wrapped with thick gauze, he was not injured at all. He was the Master of Feimao Hall, one of the top ten hall masters of Huamen in M Country. He was not at the headquarters.
He knew that John Teng had been captured by the police and taken to the hospital, so he came to rescue the door owner, pretending to be a seriously ill patient and started acting. As for the two medical staff in white coats, they were disguised by his capable men.
At this time, one of the policemen lifted the quilt, and the master of the Flying Cat Hall was so angry that he quickly moved the muzzle of the gun in an instant, and continuously pulled the trigger with his finger.
"Puff, puff, puff..."
After a soft sound, five bullets flew out and hit the hearts of the five policemen. The accuracy of the shooting was truly rare. These policemen did not even have time to scream, before they died and fell to the ground.
Ximenlang behind the door was shocked. He didn't expect that the other party was actually a seriously ill patient pretending to be a patient.
Master Feimao managed to get rid of the five policemen without any effort. He turned over and got off the stretcher, and said anxiously: "Move quickly..." Then, he quickly rushed to the door of the ward where John Teng was and pushed open the door.
, the three of them ducked in.
Ximen Lang cursed in his heart, Damn you, thanks to my thoughtfulness, I personally came to take care of that old guy Teng John, otherwise, those useless police officers alone would not be effective at all. He opened the door and quietly
Sneaked out.
Zhuque caught a glimpse of Ximen Lang going out and immediately understood that something had happened. She hurriedly got up and followed him out.
In the intensive care unit, John Teng was lying on the hospital bed. He was extremely exhausted from the torture and had fallen asleep.
The Master of Feimao Hall and others entered. He quickly came to the bedside and called in a low voice, "Master, wake up... wake up quickly?"
After calling several times, Teng John finally opened his eyes, "Well..." When he saw the familiar face that came into view, he said in surprise: "Flying Cat..."
When Feimao saw him waking up, he said in surprise: "Master, it's me."
John Teng glanced around with doubtful eyes. Seeing that he was in a strange place, he hurriedly asked: "Where is this and why am I here?"
Feimao hurriedly said: "This is a hospital. Door owner, you were injured by that bastard Ximenlang, and then you were arrested by the police. Because your injuries were too serious, they were afraid that you would die, so they sent you to the hospital for treatment.
I also sent police to watch you. Now that I have killed all the police outside the door, I will rescue you right away."
Although the wound was still extremely painful, John Teng was very excited after hearing these words, and said: "Okay...at this critical moment, Feimao, you have the ability to help me out of the sea of misery. When I successfully leave here, let's make a comeback and revive M Country."
Huamen is so prestigious, when the time comes, I have to cut that bastard Ximenlang into pieces..."
At the door, a terrifying and eerie voice suddenly came, "John Teng, it's almost dawn, why are you still talking in your sleep?"
John Teng and others were all shocked and hurriedly looked toward the door.
The door was suddenly pushed open, and a tall young man appeared at the door. Holding a Beretta pistol, he raised his hand and fired two shots. The two members of the M Guohua Sect carrying the stretcher were caught off guard and were hit by bullets in the chest.
Big red flowers appeared on the snow-white coats, and they fell to the ground with astonishment on their faces.
Feimao said angrily: "Damn it..." He raised his pistol and fired the last two bullets.
Ximenlang's left hand shook, and two iron balls shot out of the air. They actually stopped the bullets in mid-air, and only heard two soft dings.
The iron ball hit the bullet, and the four deadly objects changed direction and flew to other places.
"Now it's your turn!"
After a roar, Ximenlang fired again, "Bang bang bang..."
Feimao quickly dodged in a hurry. With his nimbleness, he managed to dodge five bullets and flew to the door. While in mid-air, he raised his right hand in the shape of a tiger's claw and grabbed at the opponent's front door.
This hand is different from ordinary people. All five fingers are covered with finger gloves, and the top is a triangular and extremely sharp tooth-like object, which is more powerful than the claws of beasts.
Ximen Lang frowned and cursed in his heart, Damn it, if you catch me in the face, I will be disfigured by you! He didn't dare to use his face to resist the guy's claws, so he quickly avoided it and held it with his right hand.
The gun he held was retracted into his cuffs, and the Shanhe Fan suddenly came out, pointing at the enemy's chest like lightning.
Even though he was busy with many important matters in the Huamen, Ximen Lang still practiced martial arts diligently. After some pondering, he discovered that the Shanhe Fan could not only attack and defend, but was also a good weapon for acupuncture points. At the moment, his fan was rushing towards the acupuncture points on the opponent's chest.
Feimao snorted coldly. He relied on his extraordinary martial arts skills and grabbed the heavy-looking iron fan with his two claws. It was a move of goshawk and rabbit.
When John Teng saw this scene in the hospital bed, he was always anxious and shouted in horror: "Feimao, be careful..." He had fought against Ximen Lang and knew the opponent's Tai Tai martial arts, and now Feimao used two palms to fight for it.
Iron fans are definitely not a wise move.
A look of disdain flashed in Ximen Lang's starry eyes, his wrists swung rapidly, the fan handle flew, and there were only two snapping sounds, and the black iron fan weighing about thirty kilograms struck the enemy's two paws with lightning speed.
This blow was so fast and powerful that Feimao had never seen it before in his life. In an instant, the iron fan broke off seven fingers on both of his claws. He screamed in pain and turned towards him in shock.
Back away.
Ximenlang succeeded with one blow, and with a cruel smile on his face, he rushed over, raised his iron fan and struck again.
"call!"
The iron fan carrying the powerful internal force of Hunyuan Gong flew through the air, and the air flow surged, making a terrifying sound.
"Peng!"
The Shanhe Fan hit Feimao's head with thunderous force, causing his brains to burst and he fell to the ground, dying, with red blood and white brains flowing everywhere.
Another capable member of the Huamen of M country has fallen. When he meets Ximen Lang, he can only be considered unlucky.
At the door, Suzaku looked at the heroic figure of his sweetheart and said with a smile: "It seems you can do it yourself without me having to do anything..."