The security guards all ran down to the outhouse with their heads down, looking like children who had made a mistake.

Zhaoming looked at Ning Bin in the net pocket, and said with an evil smile:

"Boy, that's pretty cool, isn't it? you can enjoy it for free, but I won't let you enjoy it for long. ”

Zhaoming hoped to hang Ning Bin here all the time and starve him to death, so as to relieve his hatred. But he can't let Ning Bin hang for a long time, after all, if a big living person is gone, someone will definitely look for him, and the first to find Ning Bin is his sister-in-law, so he must find someone to solve this guy immediately.

Zhao Ming walked out of the hut, closed the door with a "bang", and said sharply to the security guard in the outhouse:

"You give me a good look, if you let him run away, you can't eat and walk around!"

"Yes, Calling the Director!"

The security guards replied in unison.

Zhaoming walked towards the entrance of the hospital while making a phone call.

He was asking his friends where there were martial arts masters.

"Boom!"

Zhao Ming collided with a person, who was very tall and mighty, and knocked Zhao Ming to the ground.

Zhao Ming was so angry that he rolled over and got up, wanting to roar at the man who had knocked him down.

Before he could utter a word, the whole person was picked up by the guy, and his feet were already off the ground.

His neck was strangled so hard that it was very difficult to even breathe, and he was about to suffocate him.

"Director Zhao, I was looking for you, but I didn't expect to find you here. ”

The strong man said.

You're going to look for me, but you're putting me down? You're carrying it like this, trying to suffocate me?

Zhao Ming scolded in his heart, but he couldn't spit out a single word on his mouth, and could only make a "ahhhhh

The strong man seemed to realize that Zhao Ming was being carried by him like this, and he couldn't speak, so he put Zhao Ming down.

Zhao Ming opened his mouth wide and took a few breaths of air, and his breathing was finally smooth.

"Where is Ning Bin?"

The strong man asked Zhaoming.

Only then did Zhao Ming understand that this guy was not here to find him, but to find Ning Bin, but Ning Bin didn't come to his hospital?

"If you want to find Ning Bin, you should go to Shangheban Hospital to find it? He works there, why did he come to our hospital?"

Zhao Ming could see that the lord in front of him was not easy to offend, so he had to suppress the anger in his heart and make his tone as easy-going as possible.

"Don't try to fool me, I'll inquire, he's coming to your hospital and going in with you. ”

The strong man said loudly and unceremoniously.

Zhao Ming was secretly shocked.

Could it be the guy hanging in the house? I didn't expect someone to come looking for him so soon? I finally managed to trap that guy, and if I let him out, it would be difficult to catch him later.

So, he will never admit it.

"You must be mistaken, Ning Bin didn't come to our hospital, let alone stay with me. ”

Zhao Ming shook his head and said.

This strong man is none other than Feng Jian.

When he saw that Zhaoming didn't admit it, he felt that there were more ghosts in it.

Don't look at him, he is five big and three thick, and he is very rough and sloppy, if you think so, then you are confused by his superficial appearance, and he is very careful in his work.

He came to find Ning Bin this time, but he sent his subordinates to inquire clearly.

"It seems that if I don't give you some power, you won't recruit. ”

After Feng Jian finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed Zhaoming's back collar, and dragged Zhaoming upside down to the hospital.

Zhao Ming was suddenly in a state of suffocation again.

He knew that if he dragged on like this, he would suffocate to death.

Feng Jian didn't drag it far, and he heard someone exclaiming: "Isn't this a call for directors?

When Zhao Ming heard this, he was overjoyed, and felt that these people in the hospital would come to rescue him, so that he could be freed.

After a while, Feng Jian followed a group of people, these people were all from the hospital, they were talking and pointing fingers, but that was it, no one came forward to stop Feng Jian's behavior.

One is Feng Jian's usual style, which makes them very unaccustomed to it, and the other is that Feng Jian is tall, just like that fierce Zhang Fei, if they dare to stop it, they will be abused if they are not flattened, why should they bother?

Zhao Ming fell into despair, thinking that he would be suffocated to death.

After dragging out another distance, Zhao Ming wanted to ask Feng Jian to let him go, and he took Feng Jian to find Ning Bin because he didn't want to die.

But he couldn't scream at this time, and what came out of his mouth was all white foam, and his eyes were horizontal, and he rolled his eyes.

"Drop the call director!"

Suddenly, someone shouted loudly.

These people are security guards at the hospital.

They saw that Zhao Ming was dying, and if they did not stop the perpetrator, they were responsible.

Feng Jian didn't stop, but glanced at a few security guards, and yelled at the security guards:

"What the are you yelling at? Lao Tzu took him to find someone, can you handle it?"

The security guards were stunned for a moment.

It's not that they can't take care of it, but they have to take care of it, otherwise they are derelict in their duties.

These bodyguards took iron rods and rushed towards Feng Jian.

When Feng Jian saw it, he picked up Zhao Ming and threw it towards those security guards like throwing rag bags.

The security guards didn't expect Feng Jian to come to such a trick, and in a hurry, they hurriedly threw away the iron rod, they were afraid that the iron rod would hit the director.

Four of them suddenly felt a darkness in front of them, and then they were summoned and slammed to the ground.

In this way, Zhao Ming is fine, but the four security guards are very troublesome.

They felt their whole body smashed into meatloaf, and their hands and feet danced wildly, and they couldn't get up.

Feng Jian walked over and reached out to grab Zhao Ming's collar.

In Zhaoming's eyes, Feng Jian's hand was clearly the hand of death, and he hurriedly shouted loudly:

"I'll take you!

Feng Jian had already touched Zhaoming's hand by the collar and retracted it.

"You didn't have to do this, you have to drag you so far before you are willing. ”

Feng Jian scolded.

Zhaoming didn't dare to reply, so he could only curse in his heart: Nima! You devil! If Lao Tzu hadn't saved his life, he wouldn't have taken you there!

Zhao Ming didn't dare to play tricks, so he had to honestly take Feng Jian to the room where Ning Bin was hanging.

When the four security guards saw it, with a flattering smile on their faces, they asked Zhaoming:

"Director Zhao, this is a martial arts master, right?"

Immediately on Zhao Ming's head, countless grass and mud horses flew by.

"Open the door!"

Zhao Ming shouted at the four security guards.

Just as the security guard opened the door, a black shadow burst out, and the four security guards were immediately rushed to the ground.

Zhaoming felt his body soar into the air, his neck was clamped by an iron hoop, and he was in a state of suffocation again.

"Doctor Ning, are you alright?"

Feng Jian looked at Ning Bin and asked in surprise.

When Ning Bin saw Feng Jian, he threw Zhaoming on the ground, Zhaoming opened his mouth wide and exhaled loudly on the ground.