Before dawn broke, a drizzle fell in the darkening night sky, and the hospital shrouded in darkness looked like an eerie castle. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoOn this night, life came here and life passed away.

The morgue, which was originally quiet as usual, was broken by the sound of footsteps from far and near, and the silence that belonged to the deceased was broken step by step, echoing in the corridor.

David holds a pistol in one hand and a saber in the other, the saber is below, the pistol is on top, and the gun is on the back of his hand. Right in front of him, a white shadow took the lives of two of his companions in a single look. Although he was just a companion he met on a ship that was smuggled into China, even if it was a rabbit dying and a fox was sad, he had to see where the white shadow that killed the two in an instant was sacred. The demon sent the god to the ground, and he was led to this morgue by the white shadow.

David doesn't believe in God, if there really is a soul in this world, then the souls of these people who died in his hands should have come back to find their own trouble, why wait until now? But David has always had an indescribable feeling for Huaxia, an ancient country that has always maintained a mystery in front of the whole world, not awe, not fear, let alone liking it or not, but just feeling that this is a giant existence that can strangle itself like an ant at any time.

He knows that there is a very esoteric knowledge called kung fu in this country, and he has practiced karate, Brazilian jiu-jitsu, Muay Thai, taekwondo and even Japanese sumo wrestling, and he has studied it to a certain extent, but only Chinese kung fu has never had the opportunity to dabble. He had a hunch that the white shadow just now should be the legendary kung fu master, otherwise he would not be able to kill two killers with relatively good skills and consciousness in the blink of an eye.

He slowed down, and only his own breathing could be heard throughout the morgue. He felt his heartbeat inexplicably accelerate slightly, suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly, the muscles of his whole body instantly collapsed, and the next moment, he quickly pounced forward, supported the ground with both hands, and completed a very elegant turning movement.

When he turned around, a young man dressed in white stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes cold. He raised his gun sharply and pointed it at the young man in white, and only then did he see clearly that the young man in white who had just taken down his two companions was just a handsome young man in a white tracksuit, and he looked like he was in his early twenties.

The handsome guy in white glanced at David, beckoned, and made a "please" pose, and then pulled the rack pose and lightly hooked his index finger.

Wait for you to enter the urn.

Kung Fu master.

David threw down his pistol and dagger and twisted his neck slightly, his signature move before each fight.

When the handsome young man in white hooked his index finger for the second time, David let out a soft shout, and his feet suddenly exerted force, running towards his opponent. When snapping at the face, David's speed did not decrease but increased, his hind legs suddenly exerted force, his whole body soared into the air while his front legs were slightly bent, and the iron knee that had broken the jaw of the American boxing champion with one knee was facing the young man in white.

The handsome young man in white breathed evenly, and slowly retreated half a step unhurriedly, folding his palms together to meet his knees.

David only felt that the young man lightly blocked, retreated slightly, and turned his waist slightly, and the iron knee he had always been proud of was dissolved by the other party in an instant, as if one knee was pressed against a ball of cotton, giving him the illusion that he could not use his strength.

The first blow missed, David stuck to the opponent's body and changed Muay Thai to Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, but as soon as he grabbed the opponent's wrist, the young man in white skillfully bent his wrist to break free, not only did not catch the opponent's wrist, but was easily bullied by the opponent.

Suddenly, David had an ominous premonition. Sure enough, the young man in white approached, still did not retreat but advanced, when he approached his body, he suddenly sank into the dantian, and the huge force went from the heel to the calf, then to the thigh, and then to the waist, and finally just shook half of the body, and the chest hit the chest, David felt as if he was hit by a large GMC heavy truck, and the whole person flew out backwards in a drowsy manner.

As soon as he flew upside down into the air, the handsome young man in white did not give up, exerted his strength, followed closely, and grabbed David's ankle: "I'm sorry!"

The young man in white spoke English, and he actually had a New York accent.

"No!" David shouted almost in despair.

He already had a premonition of what the other party was going to do, but the blow just now shook his internal organs as if they were all stirred together, and the huge force didn't seem to dissipate at this time, and he couldn't even use a little strength to resist all over his body.

The young man flexed his fingers slightly, half-fist and half-fist, exhaled lightly, and slashed David's knee with a knife.

"Ah......h

"Waste your knees because it's too vicious, I don't know how much it hurt!" The handsome young man in white sighed slightly, looked at the unconscious David, and muttered, "You're a good foreigner, but you want to be a thief......" Suddenly, his face changed slightly, as if he remembered something, and walked away, but quickly retreated, threw David into one of the freezers, picked up the pistol and dagger that David had just thrown, and hid them in his clothes before going out again.

Sonny was the "commander" of the Beijing operation, but he was annoyed that a bunch of free-spirited killers didn't know how to cooperate, and almost no one took him as a temporary "commander" except for the descendants he brought with him. If it weren't for the high enough price offered by Mr. Diadot Jr., he might have left these unknown guys behind a long time ago.

Yesterday they infiltrated the hospital under various guises such as specialists, patients, repairmen, cleaners, etc., and today was the perfect time to do it - a woman who had given birth was weak and vulnerable.

Sonny is an American-Mexican, accustomed to seeing strong Mexican women, how can he imagine how the girl in the photograph who is as weak as a walnut twig could be the initiator of Diatour's estate? But since little Mr. Diatour has given a reward of 10 million heads, it is natural that people die for money, birds die for food—10 million is enough to make himself drunk and dreamy of profligacy for many years!

"Sonny, two more people can't be contacted!" said the voice of his old partner, Anthony, through the headphones.

"Damn fools, where is this? This is in China! Not in free and loose Europe, they're looking for death!" Sonny cursed hatefully, "Did you find that woman's hospital room?"

"It should be on the thirteenth floor. Anthony said.

"Damn, why is it the thirteenth floor......" Sonny is a devout religious and quite sensitive to the number thirteen, "Anthony, God, I really don't know if it's right or wrong to take this single job!"

"Sonny, the immediate priority is to find the woman, cut off her head, and leave the damn country immediately. "Anthony also doesn't like this mysterious ancient oriental country, especially when he spit on the street yesterday morning, he was criticized and taught by the aunt wearing a red armband for most of the day, and almost didn't send him to the poop parlor.

"Anthony, those idiots can't count on it. It's okay in this way, a few fewer people can share the 10 million, and our own people can each share a little more. Sonny was carrying a heavy backpack and placing the remote-controlled bombs they had made overnight in various corners of the hospital.

When the last bomb was installed, Anthony's voice came from the earphones again: "Sonny, it should be on the thirteenth floor, just now the Korean named Park Young-chan entered the thirteenth floor, but there was no sound anymore." Cheer up, we should run into our opponents, and it is recommended to work in pairs to reduce the risk of being broken by each one!"

Anthony snapped a few steps forward as he issued the warning, and a cold light made a trembling sound on the walls of the hospital. Anthony recognized the saber as belonging to the Illinois man on the same boat, with a strange Indian totem engraved on the dagger, and the poor Indian-Caucasian hybrid must have gone to God.

But he didn't see who attacked him at all, the other party was very smart, and he disappeared directly if he missed, just like a legendary ninja.

Zheng Tianluo is not a ninja, but he is a more skilled warrior than a ninja. These days with Yuka Guan Zhi get along, from time to time to learn some skills, Yuka does not hide selfishness, so the ninja's set of water escape techniques, he also learned seven, seven, eighty, eight, and eight, at this time walking in the dark, like a fish in water.

"Yundao, can this work?" Wang Xiaobei changed into a white coat, and he didn't know where Li Yundao carried the AK47 out and shook the clothes from where.

"There's no way out, now it's just you and I in the hospital, and I can add another wolf, and you can kill the master with random punches, not to mention that they still have this!" Li Yundao raised the AK47 in his hand, "At this time, the other party has not yet eased up, and when he has eased up, he can't leave if he wants to." ”

"But ......"

"Don't grind, help!" Li Yundao unfastened the lock that fixed the hospital bed, glanced at the sleeping woman, and couldn't help but bow his head and kiss her on the forehead, "Don't be afraid, daughter-in-law, I'm here!"

Wang Xiaobei helplessly glanced at Li Yundao, who was completely different in the dark, and said with some tears and laughter: "Yundao, why do I always feel that the more dangerous and exciting, even if you are excited and happy?"

"Help!" Li Yundao disconnected some unnecessary monitoring instruments and pushed the hospital bed out of the door with great difficulty.

The power-off hospital was like a silent grave, the corridors were empty, except for the sound of rolling wheels.

"Where are you going?" said Wang Xiaobei.

"On the first floor, I asked Sky Wolf to get an ambulance. As he spoke, the mobile phone shook, Li Yundao glanced at it, and said happily, "The wolf has done it, and I will kill four more guys." ”

Wang Xiaobei said enviously: "Zheng Tianwolf, this guy is really good, if I were a gun, I would have become a revenant under the gun." ”

"The power went out and the elevator was useless. Wang Xiaobei looked at the black elevator display screen with annoyance.

"There is an emergency passage at the top of the hallway. Li Yundao pointed to the revolving staircase at the top of the corridor that had not been used for a long time.

"I can't get to the attached one. Wang Xiaobei hesitated.

"I can only let the wolf drive up. Li Yundao gritted his teeth.

"Won't the target be too big, they have submachine guns!"

"It depends on whether your fate is big or not!" Li Yundao gritted his teeth, "Fight!"

The two pushed open the door at the top of the hallway, and there was a smooth revolving staircase inside, but at the same time there were two uninvited guests. Seeing the two clearly, Li Yundao and Wang Xiaobei were suddenly shocked, and two Asian cleaners armed with submachine guns were vigilantly looking at them and Cai Taoyao on the hospital bed.

"Hell, this is a broken hospital, I can't find a place!" Li Yundao spoke in English, and the two men leaned over suspiciously, but the muzzle of the gun kept pointing down.