Just when the man in a white coat was about to pinch Murong Wuxin to death, the door was suddenly knocked open by Murong Yanran and his gang.
They rushed into the ward with weapons and pointed at Murong Wuxin.
Murong Yanran also shot her in her hand.
She came here today to visit Murong Wuxin's condition and wanted an expert to conduct a full-body examination on him.
Therefore, Murong Wuxin has slept too much in the past two days and occasionally woke up dull, giving people a feeling of wood.
Although the doctor said that this was a symptom of the surgery just completed and it took ten days and half a month to recover, Murong Yanran was always worried.
So she took the time to come and see the old man today.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she pushed open the observation room, she saw the bodyguards and medical staff falling to the ground, and the surveillance camera was also broken by a punch.
Murong Yanran immediately became anxious and kicked open the door of the ward.
As a result, she suddenly saw a man in a white coat trying to strangle his grandfather to death.
"What are you doing?"
Murong Yanran shouted, pressed her gun and shot the man in the white coat in the thigh.
She didn't shoot the man in the white coat in the head because she was worried that the bullet would pass through and kill his grandfather by mistake.
"Bang--"
The bullet shot, but it failed.
The man in a white coat disappeared from Murong Yanran and others' eyes in an instant.
Murong Yanran's face changed drastically, but she did not retreat, but instead rushed towards her grandfather's bed.
She wants to protect Murong Wuxin.
The rest were holding weapons and looking around at the shadow of the man in a white coat.
"Bang!"
Just then, there was a loud noise in the ceiling and the man in a white coat fell into Murong's elite.
Before Murong's nephew took his weapon to shoot, he swished and shot.
With a click, he cut off a person's neck with one hand, and with a click, he grabbed a person's heart with one claw.
Then he pulled his backhand out and broke the third person's cervical spine.
The man in a white coat is indifferent and cruel, with one move and one hand.
He instantly killed more than a dozen Murong bodyguards.
Then, he rushed to the observation room and killed several doctors who were about to run away.
He is cruel and vicious.
"I won't let you kill my grandpa."
Murong Yanran was shocked by the bodyguards to death, and then roared hysterically.
She suddenly pulled the trigger in her hand and the bullet exploded!
The man in a white coat rolled on the spot, and was as clean and neat as he was silent.
The bullet fell out!
The next second, the man in a white coat rose up and rushed straight to Murong Yanran.
"Puff!"
Although he missed the attack and the man in the white coat was amazing, Murong Yanran still calmed down.
Her muzzle was continuously pulling the trigger at the pounced opponent.
Bullets whizzed and flew.
Bright and dazzling.
However, although Murong Yanran calmly fired eight shots, she did not hit the opponent's body with one shot.
The man in a white coat tore the bullets shot out completely at speed.
His eyes were cold and filled with a breath of death.
"flutter!"
Just as the white coat was about to force him over, Murong Yanran shot out the last bullet.
The bullets are bright and dazzling.
It burst with a bang as soon as it shot out, turning into twelve pieces of debris covering the white coat.
The white coat finally moved.
He rushed to the left like a sharp arrow.
"flutter--"
As his body moved, a fragment passed through his abdomen.
The clothes cracked in an instant, and a burst of anxiety came out, and a trace of blood flowed down.
A faint five-pointed old mark of the star reflected in Murong Yanran's eyes.
"It is worthy of being the granddaughter carefully cultivated by Murong Wuxin."
The man in the white coat put his fingers beside his mouth, feeling the fishy sweetness coming from the tip of his tongue.
Then he spoke with murderous intently: "You are one of the few people who can hurt me."
Speaking of this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he invisibly remembered the young man from Xiangguo.
"Why do you want to kill my grandpa?"
Murong Yanran trembled her lips and shouted: "Why?"
The man in the white coat responded indifferently: "Die is your grandfather's greatest value now."
"Then you go and die!"
Murong Yanran roared angrily and grabbed another shot.
The bullet poured out again.
"Bang bang bang--"
The man in the white coat did not look down on him this time, and his eyes were cold and his body bounced away.
Then he appeared like a ghost, and the rabbit rose and falconed stood on the hospital bed.
He grabbed Murong Yanran's wrist holding the gun.
Murong Yanran's eyelids twitched and she wanted to pull the trigger, but her fingers couldn't use force.
"If it's not for you, I'll let Murong Juehou today."
The next second, the man in the white coat threw his backhand.
Murong Yanran screamed and hit the wall with a gun.
A mouthful of blood spurted out.
All over body aches and weakness.
The man in the white coat put his hand back on Murong Wuxin's throat.
Murong Yanran struggled to rush forward: "Don't hurt my grandfather."
"Bang!"
The man in a white coat kicked her away: "He, damn it!"
Murong Yanran didn't care about the pain and yelled at the man in white coat in despair: "No-"
"Click--"
The man in the white coat had no turbulence on his face, and his wrists were spitting out with strength.
With a crisp sound, he twisted Murong Wuxin's neck mercilessly.
Murong Wuxin's body shook, her head tilted, and her closed eyes opened for a while, but then her pupils dissipated.
The last tycoon in West China passed away.
Murong Yanran squirted out another mouthful of blood: "No--"
She tried her best to pick up a gun and shoot.
But she had just picked up her weapon, but was swept out by a man in a white coat.
The strength is very different.
"boom--"
Then, the man in a white coat turned around and punched the window glass, as if a monkey jumped and disappeared from the window...
"ah--"
Murong Yanran struggled to rush to the window and shot wildly at the man in white coat.
After failing to shoot, Murong Yanran threw away the gun and threw it on Murong Wuxin:
"Grandpa, grandpa--"
"Come on, call the doctor quickly, call Mr. Ye!"
Murong Yanran grabbed Murong Wuxin's hand and shouted loudly at the door in tears.
At this time, the man in the white coat was slowing down, calmly took off the white coat, and stuffed it into the trash can.
Then he took out a black hat and put it on, and took out a thigh of beard and stuck to his chin.
Face and temperament changed instantly.
He moved quickly and left the hospital and got into a black business car.
While starting the car, he touched a button. Soon, the license plate changed and the glass became darker.
The man in a white coat stepped on the accelerator and left.
The Bluetooth headset then starts.
A low voice came from his ears soon:
"Old k, what's the situation? Is Murong Wuxin dead?"
Xiong Tianjun.
"I'm dead, I'm crushed my throat, but I'm hit by Murong Yanran."
Old K stared at the road ahead and spoke indifferently:
"If she had no value, I really wanted to kill her."
He glanced at the painful abdomen.
"Don't touch her, it's not the time to kill her." Xiong Tianjun's voice sank: "If she dies, no one will preside over the funeral..."