When the guys walked out of the ward, they had only time to see Sun Ze's back running into the fire escape, as if they were chasing someone.

"What's wrong, I'm all on the third brother's ward!"

Wen Hao, who was sleepwalking in the audience, first reacted. He took out a "imitation May 4th" pistol from his arms, thought for a while, then stuffed the gun back, pulled out a folded dagger after hitting the waist, and the others instantly took out the guys with all their agility.

At this time, Sun Laosan was half asleep and half awake, covering an oxygen hood on his face, and opened his eyes hard to look at the brothers, but he couldn't say anything.

"It's okay, we are there."

Luohu patted Sun Laosan's shoulder to comfort him.

Wang Shun and Wen Hao, the strongest, blocked the door of the ward from left to right. Shang Hao and Jia Xiao directly raised the chair. The few of them stared at the big enemy, and they didn't dare to breathe too much.

One minute passed, five minutes passed, and ten minutes passed...

Sun Ze did not come back, and no one else appeared.

"Is Brother Ze sleepwalking?"

Luohu whispered with a long sigh.

"Dadadada..."

In the corridor, a sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground suddenly rang out.

The few people who had just relaxed were nervous again.

In less than a few seconds, the footsteps stopped abruptly, and the man still did not show up. He clearly felt that Ya Ting had arrived near the room, but he did not show up, and the guys didn't dare to walk out.

"Ka! Da! Da!"

After a few silences of cigarettes, the sound of leather shoes erupted again.

After repeated several times, the brothers in the house were sore when they raised their weapons. The man who was raising his weapons was swaying back and forth like walking a dog, never showing up.

"It's a badass, a dog basket!"

Luohu didn't have much patience to curse.

"Hehehehe..."

The people outside the door made a few pissing laughter.

"Don't pay attention to him, a villain!"

Wen Hao pursed his lips to stop him.

"Tiger roaring little brothers, come out and talk for a while."

The guy in the corridor spoke out provocatively.

"Awesome, come in!"

Luohu couldn't help but shouted loudly again.

"Okay, wait for me! Don't be afraid!"

The other party continued to mock him.

"Click!"

Wen Hao took out his pistol, loaded it quickly, and aimed the gun directly outside the door.

I don’t know if I heard the movement or if the bastard had another idea, but I was silent again, and there was no sound.

At this time, the two groups were fighting a psychological warfare. The other party did not dare to break in, and the people in the room did not dare to take risks to find out, so they could only waste their patience.

"Tonight is too hurry. See you next time. From today on, you'd better not be alone. I will stare at you twenty-four hours and tell Wu Bei that his life has entered the countdown!"

After almost five or six minutes of slaughter, the man outside the corridor threw down a harsh words, accompanied by the sound of footsteps.

"It's really a bragging person, as if you have a murder permit. I'm waiting for you to kill me, I'm fine!"

Luohu was not indulging in any way, and roared in a row against each other.

But this time, the guy didn't continue to respond.

"call..."

It was confirmed that he had indeed left, and the guys looked at each other deliberately, all of them breathing heavily.

Especially Wang Shun and Wen Hao, their foreheads were covered with crystal beads of sweat.

They were just closest to the door, and they knew better than anyone else that if Wen Hao hadn't pulled out his gun, the dog was actually planning to rush in. There was only one person on the other side, and they all dared to come to the door to provoke it, which was enough to prove that he was very confident in his strength. He might have a gun in his hand.

"Tait!"

The heavy footsteps sounded again.

The brothers who had just breathed a sigh of relief stretched their bodies again and picked up their respective weapons.

"Mad, I'm going to have a waste of time"

Immediately after Sun Ze's voice came, he appeared in front of the door panting. When he saw the brothers who were full of soldiers, he blinked his eyes in a daze: "What's wrong?"

"Where have you gone?"

Wang Shun hurriedly asked.

"Someone just called and said that my car occupied the fire passage and the ambulance was in a hurry to go out, but when I went down, I didn't even see the fart. What's wrong with you? Are you holding a seminar?"

Sun Ze's explanation of the muffled voice.

"Dingling..."

Suddenly, the phone ringing suddenly exploded, scaring everyone to the point of "Damn it!" and exclaimed.

“Mine mine.”

Luohu hurriedly took out his cell phone, smiled apologetically, and then put it in his ear: "Brother Lu, have you arrived?"

At the same time, at the entrance of the hospital.

In a black Honda sedan, Wang Junqi rubbed his temples tiredly and looked up at the black hospital building opposite.

"Bang!"

The car door was suddenly pulled open, and a white figure came in. It was the clown who had just joined Wang Junqi's gang.

"I didn't succeed. They had guns. I'm not sure how many of them were. I don't know if the other bastard named Lao Lu is there."

The clown grabbed the mineral water next to him, poured it down like a donkey, and turned his head to Wang Junqi to introduce it.

"Old Green's marksmanship is very accurate?"

Wang Junqi frowned and said.

"Accurate and ruthless. I can clearly feel that that guy has never practiced it before, and he is all crazy. But his wildness is even stronger than many professional killers who have been in the industry for many years. There is definitely someone who has a lawsuit in his hands, more than one!"

The clown replied in a deep voice, and the scene of their brothers being shot by Lao Lu and shivered in an instant.

If Wu Bei makes him hold a grudge, then Lao Lu is definitely a nightmare. No matter when you think about it, you will find it difficult to reach...

While the two were talking, a taxi slowly stopped on the side of the road, and then they saw Lao Lu walking down slowly.

I don’t know if it was out of instinct or because Wang Junqi’s car did not turn off, Lao Lu subconsciously twisted her head.

"Go away, don't let him find out that this guy is a mentally ill and never tells the time or occasion when shooting."

The clown hurriedly urged Wang Junqi.

Until their car drove away, the clown did not find that the old green bag was not worn...
Chapter completed!