Although Jiang Cheng has experienced a lot of big scenes, he is still a little disgusted by bloody things. Because he has had sickness since he was a child, this disgust is even more serious.

Now that he is sick, fainting will basically not happen, but there will still be a little residual symptoms, and this is why Jiang Cheng is disgusted with the bloody scene.

Jiang Cheng's lips gradually turned purple, and his body swayed from side to side, as if he might fall down at any time.

If someone gently pushed him behind him now, maybe it was really possible to push Jiang Cheng down directly. It can also be seen how vulnerable Jiang Cheng's current physical state is. If Jiang Cheng's trace was found by the World Bank's traffic police team outside, then it would be impossible for Jiang Cheng to escape.

Immediately, Jiang Cheng's lips began to turn from purple to pale, and the top of his face gradually turned pale. The whole person looks like a bad old man in his seventies and eighties, which can be said to be very ugly. If Jiang Cheng was given a mirror, maybe he would really go crazy because of it.

"What's going on?" Suddenly, an attending doctor stopped and asked the person next to him, and the "what's going on" he asked was naturally aimed at Jiang Cheng. The attending doctor was also a very experienced person, but he didn't expect someone to rush in during the operation. He had never thought about such a scene, and naturally there was no corresponding countermeasure.

"Lao Li, let's leave that person alone, let's hurry up and carry out the operation. Otherwise, this patient's stomach bleeding is really incurable. ”

"Yes, how can you be distracted when this patient's physical condition is still in crisis?"

Reminded by the two people next to him, the attending doctor named Lao Li also realized what was really important, so he immediately stopped his movements and began to operate on his hands, while Ren Jiangcheng was alone.

However, Jiang Cheng is not aggressive now, and if he is in a state of fainting, it means that he does not have much chance to use his moves.

And Jiang Cheng didn't intend to sabotage their experiment, he just wanted to find a place to hide. It's just that he didn't expect to rush into a room casually, it was actually an operating table, which was not a surprise for Jiang Cheng, but a fright.

It was about five minutes later for Jiang Cheng's blood sickness to improve, and gradually his face became bloody, which was excellent information for Jiang Cheng. In addition, during this period of fainting and bleeding, Jiang Cheng was not found by the World Bank traffic police team outside, which is a good information worthy of Jiang Cheng's excitement.

At this time, a message came from Jiang Cheng's mobile phone, and the sender of this message was actually Zhao Hai.

"Jiang Cheng, what about you, I've been looking for you for a long time, I'm at the bus station now, you come over quickly, otherwise, I'll leave by myself." Remarks: Zhao Hai. ”

"I'll go. After Jiang Cheng finished reading it, he only had such a reaction, he felt that this Zhao Hai was too unkind, and he actually went to the bus station alone.

Jiang Cheng felt that Zhao Hai didn't care how long he had been looking for him, and he almost took his own life.

Jiang Chengcheng simply complained, he had more important things to do now.

Then, Jiang Cheng looked embarrassedly at the several doctors who were operating next to him, and he couldn't help but show an embarrassed smile on his face, Jiang Cheng imagined what it would be like if he was a doctor himself, and then broke into the room where he was doing surgery.

As he thought about it, a cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead, and he was a little worried about the person who was undergoing passive surgery, and he was afraid that the other party would lose that precious and only one life because of this.

"Lao Li...... What are you doing. You cut the wrong one. At this time, the attending doctor next to him suddenly spoke, and Jiang Chengma sensed that something was wrong, so he ran very fast and rushed out of the room, regardless of whether there was a World Bank traffic police outside.

In fact, even if there is a group of World Bank traffic police outside, Jiang Cheng is not afraid, as the boss of the Longxing Club, he has never seen any big scene, how can he be afraid of the garbage that was defeated in his hands at the beginning. Moreover, Jiang Cheng also has the hard power to be there, and he may be able to fight five at any time.

This is not a difficult thing for Jiang Cheng at all, just like eating and sleeping, it is just an ordinary thing.

Jiang Cheng ran wildly all the way, running rapidly on the corridor with blue as the background color, and running faster and faster, all the pedestrians around him were polite, and almost no one dared to stand on Jiang Cheng's route.

Of course, they are not stupid, and if they stand on that route, they will either die or be crippled.

"Get out of here, get out of here. There was a faint murderous aura in Jiang Cheng's eyes, the same as when he first came in, and he shouted loudly as he rushed.

When Jiang Cheng rushed out from a corner, he found something wrong at the gate of the hospital.

"I'm going! What are I going to do about this?" Jiang Cheng muttered, "Actually sent an armored unit to wait for me outside, this is too ruthless, isn't it?"

The situation at this moment was something that Jiang Cheng never expected, Jiang Cheng at the beginning was just expecting, maybe there was only one enemy or three or four opponents. And now it is actually an armored team, which means Jiang Cheng's defeat.

Even if Jiang Cheng has superb strength, but with one enemy and ten, he still can't do it.

"Oops. Jiang Cheng braked instantaneously on the soles of his feet, and chose a relatively hidden place from the surrounding environment as his hiding place.

Hiding behind a pillar, Jiang Cheng analyzed the outside environment: "Ten traffic policemen with guns, and three armored vehicles, this forms an armored team. ”

Jiang Cheng couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat as he thought about it, he felt that since there was an armored team at the gate of the hospital, wouldn't there be more people entering the hospital to search?

And Jiang Cheng now couldn't help but have a doubt: "Why does the World Bank have so many troops?

Jiang Cheng not only felt that something was wrong, but also felt very inexplicable, "Obviously, at the beginning, there were only a dozen people in the armored team, why are there so many people now? Could it be that they sent reinforcements from somewhere else?"

"Isn't it?" Jiang Cheng frowned on his forehead, he was afraid that what he had speculated would really come true. In an instant, a group of three uniformed traffic policemen came from one direction.

Jiang Cheng swept over the three people with his peripheral vision, and his eyes were fixed on the clothes on their bodies.

It was decorated in camouflage, and there was a wildflower on the chest that symbolized Huatu Street. This wildflower has a woman-like appearance and slender foliage.

The more Jiang Cheng looked at it, the more he felt that such a costume seemed very contrary to the identity of a soldier, how could he wear a costume with such a symbol for a brave and tough officer?

However, this was Jiang Cheng's own blind concern, in fact, he didn't need to care so much at all, because the most important thing for him now was how to escape from the vision of those three people.

The footsteps of those people were getting faster and faster, and it only took a little more to come to the same level as Jiang Cheng.

And at that time, as long as they used their peripheral vision to look at Jiang Cheng standing behind the pillar on the left, then Jiang Cheng's identity would be completely recognized, and it was very likely that he would be caught by the other party.

Jiang Cheng spent a lot of effort to come to the Runway Hospital, although he did not find Zhao Hai in the end, but he did not want to be caught by the World Bank's traffic police team.

Although the other party has now dispatched many people to find Jiang Cheng, that is to say, even if Jiang Cheng is caught by the other party, he can be called a "capable" person to be arrested, after all, these soldiers are not really capable of winning more than they are.

And when those traffic police regiments got closer and closer to Jiang Cheng, he found that the other party did not carry any heavy equipment on his body, not even a gun, and there was only a baton near his waist. And Jiang Cheng could clearly see that it was nothing more than a baton made of inferior wood, which had been dented in some places due to the officer's long-term grip.

Jiang Cheng felt that the World Bank Traffic Police Corps, which did not carry a gun, should not have been! According to Jiang Cheng's memory, when he was chased by the other party, they were all aiming at him with guns.

Therefore, Jiang Cheng can basically infer that this is definitely not the World Bank's traffic police corps, but just a security guard who usually patrols the streets.

However, the reason why Jiang Cheng was able to come to this conclusion in the end was because of the other party's walking posture, according to Jiang Cheng's memory, the World Bank's traffic police regiment walked not only standardly, but also marched at a uniform pace.

Since he is not from the World Bank, Jiang Cheng naturally has nothing to fear, and now Jiang Cheng only needs to walk past the other party normally, and then an elbow blow is enough.

Thinking that it was for Jiang Cheng to do it, soon, Jiang Cheng took his own action, he raised one of his hands and covered his mouth, his posture was not because of any strange smell around, but to hide his true identity, so that the three traffic police in front of him could not recognize him at all.

"Hey, who are you, stop me. ”

At this time, one of the traffic policemen in the threesome in front suddenly spoke, which made Jiang Cheng's heart tremble, if he was recognized by the other party at this time, then Jiang Cheng's makeup skills were really poor, it was better not to use his hands to hide his face.