In front of the VIP intensive care unit, two strong men are one on the left and one on the right. The two strong men were both wearing black suits, tall figures, and their hands were strong and powerful outside the exposed sleeves, and their ten fingers were like bare steel bars on a construction site, and their hands must be very good.

"Knock...... Knock...... Knock ......"

Suddenly, there was the sound of walking in the corridor of the hospital, and the bronzed faces of the two strong men guarding outside the ward showed a hint of surprise.

The voice was directed towards this, and the two strong men immediately realized that something was wrong. The sound sounded like a high-heeled shoe hitting the ground, very different from the sound of a nurse walking in a hospital.

After a while, from the corner of the corridor, a woman in a tight black blouse appeared, her face covered with a red cloth scarf, revealing only a pair of eyes that shone like black jewels. The black sweatshirt perfectly outlines her beautiful lines.

Damn! Why didn't those bastards outside stop this woman? The faces of the two strong men changed drastically, and their hearts were extremely surprised. It was shocking enough for an unidentified weak female to be able to enter the well-guarded VIP intensive care ward area of the Sky Wolf Gang, and besides, she was still a face-covered.

On the corridor to the right of the masked woman, more than a dozen black-clothed men fell on the smooth and cold floor. It's hard to believe that these people were put down by this mysterious woman without making a sound.

As soon as the mysterious woman appeared at the turn of the corridor, two well-trained strong men quickly drew the pistols stuck in their waists.

At the moment when the two strong men raised their guns and wanted to shoot at the mysterious woman, they smelled a strange fragrance, and then their whole bodies became lazy and could not lift up a trace of strength, and then fell to the ground softly.

Step by step, the mysterious woman with a red cloth on her face walked unhurriedly towards the door of the ward, and the clear sound of high heels hitting the ground echoed in the corridor.

At this time, a black shadow outside the hospital put down a black-clothed bodyguard outside the hospital like a ghost, and rushed into the hospital with a movement that was so fast that the figure was difficult to distinguish.

According to the intelligence that Ye Feng sent back during the day, Zhang Shaoqiang's prodigal young master's intensive care ward was in the VIP ward area on the east side of the third floor.

A man dressed in black, with long flowing hair covered in a black cloth over his face, soon appeared in the corridor on the third floor. The person who came was Nangong Chu who wanted to kidnap Zhang Shaoqiang.

"Huh?" Nangong Chu just appeared on the corridor of the hospital and realized that something was wrong, there were medical staff on duty on the first and second floors, why was the third floor quiet?

Nangong Chu soon noticed some nurses and doctors who had fainted on the ground, and the corridor of the VIP intensive care ward in the east of the building was full of black-clothed men.

What's going on? It can't be that someone is eyeing this Zhang Shaoqiang like himself, right? Nangong Chu was surprised, and suddenly smelled a trace of strange fragrance wafting in the air. He immediately felt a feeling of weakness hit his heart, and Qingming's head was also dizzy.

Such a powerful incense, Nangong Chu hurriedly held his breath, and at the same time drummed up the innate true qi in the dantian, and a faint layer of clear light poured out of his body, enveloping him.

It's not good, I'm afraid that Zhang Shaoqiang's guy has been killed or taken away. The innate merit spread all over the body, and Nangong Chu's drowsy mind immediately returned to consciousness.

Nangong Chu's figure swept through the corner of the corridor like wind and lightning, and saw two tall strong men fainting in front of the door of a ward, and the door was already wide open.

"Who are you?" suddenly heard a slightly frightened male voice in the room.

In the ward, the lame Zhang Shaoqiang was lying on the bed with a panicked face, and a sharp dagger with a cold light was resting on his throat.

"I'm sorry that someone paid for your life. A masked woman standing next to the hospital bed said coldly. In the crisp and pleasant voice, there was an indifferent atmosphere, as if killing people was a common thing for her.

"Wait...... Aren't you killers killing people for money? As long as you let me go, I'm willing to pay ten times more than the reward. Zhang Shaoqiang was so frightened that he was urinating, and beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down his face and dripped on the white sheets.

The cold dagger was attached to the skin of his throat, and a chill came from the dagger, and the breath of death had enveloped Zhang Shaoqiang. As long as the woman's hand holding the dagger was gently pulled, Zhang Shaoqiang would not be enough to die even if he had ten lives.

"Killers usually live longer if they keep their reputations, okay, I'm going to send you on your way. ”

Fuck! That guy invited a killer to harm me, and I can't spare him if I am a ghost! Just when Zhang Shaoqiang thought that he was going to die, the mysterious woman's hand holding the knife did not move.

Because at this time, a figure that was not tall and slightly thin appeared at the door. The mysterious woman was now like a frightened cat, her whole body was tense, and she was indifferent in her gaze, but at this time she revealed a sense of fear.

As soon as the figure at the door appeared, a "momentum" enveloped the mysterious woman, making her want to give up resistance for a moment. The mysterious woman only knows one thing now, and that is that the person behind her is an ancient martial artist with an unfathomable and incomparably terrifying cultivation.