Just when the man in the white coat was about to squeeze Murong Wuxin to death, the door was suddenly knocked open by Murong Yanran and his group.
They rushed into the ward with weapons in hand and pointed at Murong Wuxin.
Murong Yanran also had a gun in hand.
She came here today to check on Murong Wuxin and also wanted experts to conduct a full body examination on him.
Therefore, Murong Wuxin slept too much in the past two days, and occasionally woke up very sluggishly, giving people a wooden feeling.
Although the doctor said that this was a symptom just after surgery and that it would take ten and a half days to recover, Murong Yanran was always worried.
So she took the time to come over 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 shattered with a punch.
Murong Yanran immediately became anxious and kicked open the door of the ward.
As a result, she immediately saw the man in the white coat trying to strangle her grandfather to death.
"what are you doing?"
Murong Yanran shouted, pressed the muzzle of the 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 go through and kill her grandfather by mistake.
"boom--"
The bullet was fired, but it missed.
The man in the white coat disappeared from the eyes of Murong Yanran and others in an instant.
Murong Yanran's expression changed drastically, but she did not retreat, but instead threw herself towards her grandfather's bed.
She wanted to protect Murong Wuxin.
The rest of them looked around at the shadow of the man in the white coat with weapons in hand.
"boom!"
At this moment, there was a loud bang from the ceiling, and the man in white coat fell into Murong Jingli.
Murong Zi's nephew didn't wait for him to take out the weapon to shoot, but he shot with a swish.
With a click, he crushed a person's neck with one hand, and with a click, he scratched a person's heart with one claw.
Then he used his backhand to break the third person's cervical vertebra.
The man in the white coat is indifferent and cruel, one move at a time, one hand at a time.
He killed more than a dozen of Murong's bodyguards in an instant.
Then, he rushed to the observation room and killed several doctors who were trying to escape.
He is ruthless and ruthless.
"I won't let you kill my grandfather."
Murong Yanran was first shocked that all the bodyguards died violently, and then roared hysterically.
She suddenly pulled the trigger in her hand, and bullets exploded!
The man in the white coat rolled on the spot, just as cleanly, swiftly and silently.
The bullet missed!
The next second, the man in the white coat stood up and rushed towards Murong Yanran.
"Ploppap!"
Even though he missed a single hit and the man in the white coat had amazing skills, Murong Yanran still kept her mind calm.
She pointed the muzzle of her gun at the approaching opponent and continuously pulled the trigger.
Bullets whizzed and flew.
Dazzling.
It's just that although Murong Yanran fired eight shots calmly, none of them hit the opponent's body.
The man in the white coat used his speed to tear through the incoming bullets.
His eyes were cold and had the aura of death.
"flutter!"
Just when the white coat was about to press forward, Murong Yanran fired the last bullet.
The bullet is red and dazzling.
As soon as it was shot out, it shattered with a bang and turned into twelve fragments that covered the white coat.
The expression on the white coat's face finally changed.
He rushed to the left like a sharp arrow.
"flutter--"
When he moved, a fragment pierced his abdomen.
The clothes instantly tore apart, letting out a burst of anxiety, and a trace of blood flowed down.
A faint trace of an old five-pointed star caught Murong Yanran's eyes.
"As expected of Murong Wuxin's carefully cultivated granddaughter."
The man in the white coat put his finger to his mouth, feeling the sweet taste coming from the tip of his tongue.
Then he said with murderous intent: "You are one of the few people who can hurt me."
Having said this, he narrowed his eyes slightly, invisibly thinking of the young man from Xiang Kingdom.
"Why did you kill my grandfather?"
Murong Yanran's lips trembled and she shouted: "Why?"
The man in the white coat responded indifferently: "Death is your grandfather's greatest value now."
"Then you die!"
Murong Yanran roared angrily, grabbed another gun and fired.
Bullets poured out again.
"Bang bang bang——"
The man in the white coat did not look down upon him this time, his eyes turned cold and he avoided it.
Then he appeared like a ghost, standing on the hospital bed.
He grabbed Murong Yanran's gun-holding wrist.
Murong Yanran's eyelids twitched and she wanted to pull the trigger, but her fingers couldn't use the force.
"If you weren't still useful, I would have let Murong die today."
The next second, the man in the white coat threw backhand.
Murong Yanran screamed and hit the wall with her gun.
A mouthful of blood spurted out.
My whole body is sore and weak.
The man in the white coat put his hand on Murong Wuxin's throat again.
Murong Yanran struggled and rushed forward: "Don't hurt my grandpa."
"boom!"
The man in the white coat kicked her away: "He deserves to die!"
Murong Yanran ignored the pain and shouted desperately at the man in the white coat: "Don't—"
"Click——"
The man in the white coat had no trace of emotion on his face, and spat out the force from his wrist.
With a crisp sound, he mercilessly broke Murong Wuxin's neck.
Murong Wuxin's body trembled, his head tilted, and his closed eyes opened for a moment, but then their pupils dilated.
The last tycoon in West China passed away.
Murong Yanran spurted out another mouthful of blood: "No -"
She tried her best to pick up the gun and shoot it.
But just as she picked up the weapon, the man in the white coat kicked her out again.
There is a huge difference in strength.
"boom--"
Then, the man in the white coat turned around and smashed the window glass with a punch, and disappeared from the window like an ape jumping...
"ah--"
Murong Yanran struggled up and rushed to the window, shooting wildly at the man in the white coat.
After the shot failed, Murong Yanran threw away the gun and threw herself on Murong Wuxin:
"Grandpa, grandpa——"
"Come here, call the doctor quickly, call Mr. Ye quickly!"
Murong Yanran grabbed Murong Wuxin's hand and shouted loudly at the door with tears streaming down her face.
At this time, the man in the white coat was slowing down, taking off his white coat calmly, and stuffing it into the trash can.
Then, he took out a black hat and put it on, and at the same time took out a bunch of beard and stuck it on his chin.
His appearance and temperament changed instantly.
He left the hospital quickly and got into a black business car.
He started the car and touched a button. Soon, the license plate changed and the glass turned gray.
The man in the white coat stepped on the accelerator and left.
The Bluetooth headset starts up.
A deep voice soon reached his ears:
"Old K, how is the situation? Is Murong Wuxin dead?"
Xiong Tianjun.
"He died. His throat was crushed by me, but he was hit by Murong Yanran."
Old K stared at the road ahead and said indifferently:
"If she hadn't been valuable, I would have killed her with a knife."
He glanced at his aching abdomen.
"Don't touch her, now is not the time to kill her." Xiong Tianjun's voice deepened: "If she dies, there will be no one to host the funeral..."
