Things in Dongshan Province came to an end.

Zhang Ling didn't know what was going on, Lynch got out of the woods, walked back to the city, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and called Zhang Ling.

Sorry, the phone you are calling is turned off.

Alas!

Looks like there's trouble over there, too.

The people behind the Huaihai City Psychiatric Hospital are obviously the same people as the people behind Dongshan Province, and they have high power and real power, otherwise this kind of cross-provincial organ trading and transplantation will not be possible at all.

The shelter first transports the homeless who have not been claimed for two months to the psychiatric hospital, and then sends it to the Dongshan Provincial Imperial Hospital after examination and treatment in the psychiatric hospital.

The most important thing is that listening to Lin Ziqiang's meaning, it seems that the source of goods is not only the Huaihai City Mental Hospital, but also many places are doing this kind of dirty business.

This filthy human heart, saying that it is a demon, can be regarded as beautifying them.

Lynch was full of emotion in his heart, a place like the hospital was originally a very sacred medical holy place, which was supposed to treat diseases and save people, and hang pots to help the world, but in the hands of the power, it became a treacherous hell for profit, how could it not make people feel cold.

He is not a saint, he can't save everyone from fire and water, he just wants a pure land in front of him.

......

Caught a taxi to the airport, the radio broadcast a report about the fire in the lumber mill, without mentioning the casualties, Lynch scoffed, the media most of the time, used as a gun in the hands of the power, even a conscientious media person, need to eat and live.

And those media people who have a conscience and are willing to be poor will be like Wu Bufan in another world, and it will be difficult to move an inch in danger.

At one o'clock in the morning, Huaihai City Airport

After stepping off the plane, the night in Huaihai City was much cooler than the night in Dongshan Province, although this was not his home, but after living for so long, he also had the feeling of a second home.

Familiar, so warm.

The plane flew for three or four hours, and Lynch slept for three or four hours, and the wear and tear on the body after experiencing a big war was too great, and when the points were saved up in the future, the system must be strengthened to strengthen the body.

There was nothing to say all the way, and it was already two o'clock in the morning when I took a taxi to Huaihai City Psychiatric Hospital.

The early morning in the suburbs is a little scary quiet, the big trees on both sides of the road seem to be ghosts and ghosts in a thousand shapes, and the thick layer of yellowed leaves underground looks a little scary at night.

Lynch was mentally prepared and looked into the past, except for a light in the security room, the entire mental hospital was pitch black.

He hurried to the iron door, the guard room was empty, and Lynch made a leap and easily climbed in.

As soon as he entered the door, before Lynch could check, several dazzling headlights fell from the roof of the fifth-floor ward, and the originally dark night became as bright as day, and Lynch covered his sore eyes from the light with one hand, while observing the surroundings.

I saw that under the illumination of the light, in front of the originally empty ward building, figures appeared in front of me.

Estimated at forty or fifty people, with all sorts of guys in their hands, Lynch thought things were bad, but he didn't expect them to be so bad.

The two leaders were armed with sharp swords, dressed in white fluttering, with long hair coiled up to the sky, because they were far enough away to see their faces clearly, while the people behind them were dressed in different ways.

You're pretty fast.

Even if the other side doesn't say it, Lynch knows who sent it.

Hearing this, I saw the two people led by one walk out and looked at Lynch coldly.

The two of us have been waiting here for a long time, your kid has a big life, and he can escape from under Senior Brother Feng Xuan's hands, if you are killed here today, it can be regarded as saving Senior Brother Feng Xuan's face.

Escape?

A hint of mockery hung over Lynch's lips.

It seems that the news from Dongshan Province has not been conveyed.

But it's no wonder that it's only been a few hours since it happened, and even the report had to wait until this morning.

If they knew that Feng Xuan had been blown into slag by him, they didn't know how they would feel.

Senior brother, what are you talking to him? Such an inferior person, just kill him.

Another man stepped forward and spoke side by side with the man who had spoken earlier.

Quite right.

It's just that senior brother, don't rob me this time, I haven't killed anyone for a long time.

Okay, since the junior and younger brothers have said so, then I will sell the junior brother a favor.

With that, the guy who called him Senior Brother stepped back and looked at Lynch with a playful expression.

Seeing this, Lynch's face was indifferent, and he dared to love these two boys for treating themselves as pigs and sheep to be slaughtered.

But that's okay, the two people in front of him are obviously the same level as Feng Xuan, if the two of them go together, he really can't be sure.

Thinking in his heart, Lynch made a preemptive move, and a set of "broadcast gymnastics for primary and secondary school students" was put into practice.

The man had clearly not expected him to attack suddenly, and hurried with his sword in response.

But it's still a step too late.

"When"

Lynch's hands were empty, turning into a black whirlwind, and he slammed a punch into the man's chest while he was not prepared.

Heart goggles?

Lynch was surprised. I felt that my fist should have hit something hard, and my fist was a little painful.

The man staggered back a few steps after being hit hard, a hint of red flashed across his face, and he suddenly felt unbearable under the gaze of so many pairs of eyes.

You are looking for death, the man with his sword turned into a silver streamer and rushed towards Lynch.

You're looking for death.

Lynch looked indifferently at the man who rushed over, knowing that he couldn't help the other party at all with his own skills.

As soon as his mind moved, a black streamer flashed, and a blackened bazooka was erected on his shoulder.

Just playing with you. You really think you're a lump of material.

Nima, what kind of magic weapon is this.

The people behind him were dumbfounded when they saw what Lynch had summoned, and then looked at the knives, guns and sticks in their hands, although they were also magic weapons, but compared to bazookas, they were not as good as burning sticks.

Don't you want to know how I escaped?

Lynch said indifferently.

Ask him when you go down.

As he spoke, he shot at the man who flew in.

"Bang"

The sound exploded, and a brilliant fire ignited in the sky, and after a while, I saw a figure falling to the ground from the firelight, who was the senior brother of Feng Xuan, who was arrogant before.

After the increase in combat power and the upgrade of the magic weapon, Feng Xuan was not his opponent, let alone his junior brother.

You.....

The man behind him, who was also from Jianshan, saw that his junior brother was killed into ashes, and pointed at Lynch and was speechless in fright.

Rest assured, you'll be next.

Lynch pointed the bazooka at the man who was called Senior Brother and said indifferently.

If you kill me, aren't you afraid that they will bury me?

The senior brother of Jianshan knew that he was invincible, and shouted tremblingly.

Tell me, where are they, and maybe I'll spare your life.

Senior Brother Jianshan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the threat had an effect, as long as you put down the bazooka in your hand and hand it over to me for you to keep for you, then I guarantee that your friends will be absolutely safe and sound.

Of course, and your little beauty, I will definitely not hurt either.

You give me a bazooka, I give it to your lover, our previous accounts are written off, you walk your sunshine road, and I cross my single-plank bridge.

How's that a good deal?

Affordable, especially cost-effective. Lynch was angry in his heart, but his face was very calm.

Senior Brother Jianshan's face was overjoyed when he heard this, obviously he didn't hear the meaning of Lynch's words, and slowly stepped forward.

He thought clearly in his heart, as long as he got the bazooka, what kind of bullshit deal, he would directly blast Lynch into ashes with one shot, so that he would avenge the revenge of his junior disciples and could receive a reward in front of the master, and he could also get a powerful magic weapon.

Best of both worlds.

But Lynch had no intention of trading with him.

When Senior Brother Jianshan approached, there was still half a meter away, and Lynch had a wicked smile on his face.

Senior Brother Jianshan realized that it was not good, but it was too late.