As soon as the last white man with a gun moved, Zhang Kun had already noticed it.

Under the unity of heaven and man, Zhang Kun's qi machine spread all over every corner of the room, and the movements of any person in the room could not escape his induction, but he was not moved, and his figure still rushed towards the two white people opposite.

However, when Zhang Kun found that the last white man with a gun pointed the muzzle at Thomson after pulling out his pistol, Zhang Kun's eyes moved slightly, and then he threw the short knife in his hand without thinking.

The flickering short knife with the sound of breaking the air almost instantly stabbed the last white man's right hand with a gun, piercing his wrist fiercely, under the impact of huge force, plus the severe pain of the wrist being pierced, the gun in the white man's hand flew out fiercely.

At this time, the two white men with guns opposite Zhang Kun stared fiercely, grabbed the flaw of Zhang Kun throwing out the short knife for a moment, and fired several shots in succession.

Zhang Kun's figure dodged quickly, but in the end, a bullet passed through Zhang Kun's chest.

Zhang Kun snorted, but the expression on his face did not change in the slightest, but his body was a little faster, and just a few tenths of a second after he was shot, he instantly rushed in front of the two white people.

With a slam of his left palm, the muzzle of the gun that had just been moved in the hands of a white man in front of him flew out, and at the same time, the knife in his right palm instantly cut the side of the white man's neck, above the arteries and blood vessels of the human body.

In an instant, the huge force completely blocked the blood vessels, causing the brain to be instantly ischemic and hypoxic, and dizzy.

After cutting out with a palm, Zhang Kun's figure instantly came to the white man next to him, bent over, bowed, and ...... with tiger fists.

A fist with spiral force slammed into the white man's abdomen.

At that moment, the white man seemed to be lifted off the ground by this punch, and then the whole person was forced to bend over and arch his back, and at the same time, the huge force of this punch penetrated through the body, only to hear a tearing sound, and the clothes on the white man's back were torn apart.

After that, another high-palm knife struck the white man's vagus nerve on the back of the neck, knocking him unconscious.

In the end, Zhang Kun's feet moved, and the pistol on the ground fell to the ground, and Zhang Kun kicked it into the far corner of the room.

At this time, the last white man, after seeing the form in front of him flip in an instant, decisively discarded his four companions and instantly rushed towards the door of the room.

But just as he had just run a few steps, Thomson let out an angry roar, and his whole body rushed towards the last white man, a huge bear crash, slamming the white man into the wall, and the huge force made the whole room tremble.

At the moment of hitting the wall, Thomson grabbed the short knife on the white man's wrist and stabbed it into the wall with great force, and the sharp knife edge was deeply embedded in the wall under Thomson's huge force.

There was an incomparable howl of pain, and the last white man struggled violently, but Thomson held the short knife in one hand and the white man in the other, so that the white man was completely immobile.

Then, Thomson's bloodthirsty red eyes looked at the white man in front of him, and the huge bald head slowly lifted up, and then slammed into the white man's forehead.

One, two, three .......

The head hit the head, and the huge force slammed into it, causing the wall behind him to make a dull loud noise.

It wasn't until seven times later that Thomson's smooth head was covered with blood, and the white man he was pressed against the wall was now only a faint breath, his eyes were white, and he was completely unconscious.

At this time, Zhang Kun had already taken out two bundles from the room, and the hemp rope that was left from the previous decoration was one finger thick, threw one bundle in front of Thomson, and said lightly: "Tie them all up." ”

After speaking, Zhang Kun also picked up a bundle, and then walked to the two white men with guns in front of them, both of whom were completely unconscious, Zhang Kun put their hands behind their backs, and then locked them together with hemp rope.

After that, Zhang Kun came to the white man with the knife at the beginning, squatted down, and was about to tie him up, when suddenly, Zhang Kun only felt a sharp stinging pain in his mind.

The qi that spread throughout the room dissipated instantly, and at the same time, there were bursts of sharp pain all over the body, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of Zhang Kun's mouth, Zhang Kun only felt that his eyes began to slowly become blurred, and then, the sky swirled, only to hear a bang, Zhang Kun fell to the ground violently.

Two exclamations rang out from the room in an instant.

"Mr. Zhang. ”

"Zhang Xiansen. ”

The corners of Zhang Kun's mouth moved, but he no longer had the strength to open his mouth, and then, his eyes fell into darkness.

……

After I don't know how long, Zhang Kun dimly heard a hurried voice in his ears.

"Hurry up, someone here has been shot, send it to the operating room. ”

"General anesthesia, examination of the injured area. ”

"I was shot all over my body, I was shot in the left shoulder, the bullet remained, I was injured in the forearm of my right hand, I was pierced in my right thigh, and I was shot between the third and fourth ribs on the left side of my chest, penetrating and wounding the lobes ......of my lungs. ”

"Doctor, the patient had a pleural puncture, there was a pneumothorax reaction, the lobes of the lungs began to collapse, the left lobe was bleeding profusely, and the alveoli were oozing ....... ”

"Perform a thoracotomy. ”

……

Listening to the hazy voice, after a while, Zhang Kun gradually fell into darkness again.

I don't know how long, Zhang Kun only felt that a glimmer of light slowly appeared in front of him, and then his eyes looked towards the light, and slowly, a small slit appeared in front of his eyes.

"The patient is awake, doctor, the patient is awake. There was a sudden cry of surprise from the side, followed by a rush of footsteps.

Zhang Kun tried hard to open his eyes and raised his head slightly, but he could only look at the back of a little girl in a white nurse's uniform running out of the room.

Zhang Kun retracted his gaze, looked at the white stucco on the ceiling above his head slightly, felt the fresh oxygen coming from the oxygen mask on his mouth and nose, and the corners of Zhang Kun's mouth moved slightly, barely squeezing out a slightly ugly smile.

It's in the hospital again, but it's good to be alive!

……

Twenty minutes later.

After examining Zhang Kun, a doctor put down the stethoscope, and then nodded to a few people next to the bed: "The patient has just woken up, and his body is still very weak, if you have anything to ask, it is recommended to hurry up, and the time should not exceed half an hour, now the most important thing for patients is to rest." ”

After speaking, the doctor nodded to Zhang Kun and turned around and left the ward.

Zhang Kun lay on the hospital bed that was slightly shaken up at an angle of about 30 degrees, and then looked at the three people next to the bed, Liang Bi, Cui Chuanchang, and Thomson, his heart was slightly relieved, fortunately, his parents are not there, they should not know yet.

That's good, well, that's good.