At this moment of chaos, suddenly, there was a loud bang, the window glass of the ward suddenly shattered, and countless fragments splashed in, and the sudden change frightened everyone, including the reporters who were scrambling to throw one question after another to Ying'er just now.

Frightened, panicked, screaming, and dodging everywhere, the reporters who were still aggressive just now reacted differently, Ying'er and Mo Wenjing were also frightened, Ying'er screamed, and subconsciously shrank under Yang Qi's bed with her head in her hands, and Mo Wenjing subconsciously hid in the corner.

Wang Jincheng ran out of the door, while turning back, he was more curious, and when he turned around, he saw a figure wearing a black cloak and a demon mask rushing into the ward from the window, and there was a cold sword in the figure's hand.

Wang Jincheng's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

What age is this? There is still such a scene in reality? What about making martial arts films?

What made him even more incomprehensible was that this was the 8th floor, and this person had climbed up from the outer wall of the floor, or had he been hiding outside the windowsill for a long time?

Wang Jincheng is more inclined to think that he has been hiding outside the window for a long time, otherwise he would climb to the window sill on the 8th floor with his bare hands?

All kinds of thoughts flashed in Wang Jincheng's mind, the fright in his heart was no less than anyone else's, and the instinct to escape made him try his best to escape, but at this time, more than a dozen reporters squeezed out together, and the door of the ward was only so big, Wang Jincheng just relied on his youth and strength to squeeze in front of a group of reporters, when he took pictures and asked questions just now, he squeezed in front to take advantage, but at this time he wanted to escape from the ward, he didn't have any advantage.

Before he could squeeze out, he had already caught a glimpse of several shards of glass flying towards him out of the corner of his eye, and as soon as he had time to tilt his head, several cutting pains came from his body and face one after another.

The left cheek was cut, the arm was cut in two places, and the thigh was cut once.

But Wang Jincheng was glad in his heart, because when these cuts came from his body, he just caught a glimpse of a female reporter next to him in the corner of his eye, and then fell to the ground.

Not only the female reporter, but he also caught a glimpse of two other men screaming and falling to the ground.

The reporters fled out crying wolf, they thought they were thrilling, but in fact, it was Yang Qi who was the most thrilling! Yang Qi on the hospital bed still didn't know what to do, and he didn't react at all, but as soon as the cloaked man who had just jumped into the ward hit the ground, his figure flashed, and he had already stabbed Yang Qi in the heart with a sword.

"Ah......h

"Boss!!"

Ying'er and Mo Wenjing saw it, and let out an exclamation at the same time, their faces turned pale, Mo Wenjing just hid in the corner, and when she saw this scene, she subconsciously got up and rushed over here.

Ying'er exclaimed while covering her eyes with her hands, which was their subconscious reaction.

The cloak man is naturally a suo feng who came to seek revenge on Yang Qi, doing bad things and killing people, he has done it many times over the years, he is familiar with the road, very familiar!

If Yang Qi hadn't been unconscious, he naturally wouldn't have dared to attack Yang Qi, but now that Yang Qi was unconscious, he was very sure!

On the premise of being very sure, he habitually wants to make a big news!

He's not a journalist, but as a master of walking in the dark world (or at least that's how he sees himself), Suo Feng longs for the Joker from a Hollywood movie called "Batman" a few years ago.

The clown in "Batman", although he is evil, but in Suo Feng's view, the clown has raised evil to the height of cool and handsome, and if he does evil, he must be vigorous and make everyone afraid.

The height of the clown, he has not reached it, but this time to kill Yang Qi, he thinks he can try!

So he deliberately revealed the location of Yang Qi's ward to more than 20 media, and he wanted to kill Yang Qi and kill this big star who was already famous all over the country in front of the media.

It's just that the efficiency of a few media outlets is a little low, and before he made a move, there were only a dozen or so media outlets, which is a bit of a fly in the ointment! Suo Feng felt a little regretful in his heart, but he would not wait any longer! With more than a dozen media witnesses, he felt that it was almost enough.

The broken glass of the window had not yet completely landed, and Suo Feng's sword had already pierced Yang Qi's heart, which showed that Suo Feng's shot was not unpleasant.

Clean!

Seeing that there was about to appear a picture of a sword rushing blood, suddenly, Yang Qi, who had been in a coma for two days on the hospital bed, suddenly opened his eyes, his right hand suddenly raised, and his index and middle fingers were exactly caught by Suo Feng's sword.

The pupils of Suo Feng's eyes shrank suddenly, and the face under the mask changed suddenly.

The right hand holding the sword subconsciously exerted force again and stabbed forward suddenly.

"Poof!"

Suo Feng was overjoyed that the sword had successfully stabbed forward half a foot, and there was no such thing as what he was most afraid of—he exerted his strength again, but the sword did not move at all, and he could no longer pierce it in the slightest.

It's just that the expected picture of a sword rushing blood still hasn't appeared.

Suo Feng saw clearly where the sword had stabbed, and his heart sank sharply.

Because just when he exerted his strength again just now and stabbed the sword down suddenly, the two fingers that Yang Qi had clamped his sword body suddenly raised up by half an inch.

Just half an inch, his sword did not stab Yang Qi in the heart, but stabbed into the hospital bed beside Yang Qi, Suo Feng reacted very quickly, as soon as he found that the sword was deviant, he immediately pulled out the sword and recovered it, ready to stab again.

At this time, although the alarm bell sounded in his heart, he thought that he still had a chance, Yang Qi had just woken up, and those who had just woken up after two days of coma, would definitely be sluggish in their strength and various reactions.

Moreover, at this time, he was standing on the edge of the bed, Yang Qi was lying on the bed, he had a sword in his hand, Yang Qi was barehanded, there were these three favorable factors, he thought that as long as he seized one or two more opportunities, he could still kill Yang Qi under the sword.

It's well conceived!

It's a pity that the difference between his cultivation and Yang Qi's cultivation is too big, Suo Feng, who subconsciously drew his sword to recycle, suddenly found that his sword was too easy to collect, and as soon as his hand holding the sword pulled back, the sword in his hand came back at a very fast speed, and there was a great force on the sword, far exceeding the force he sent when he collected the sword.

With a sigh in his heart, Suo Feng secretly said that it was not good, but it was too late, the recovered sword was much faster than he expected, the hilt of the sword slammed into his chest, and Suo Feng even heard the sound of his ribs clattering and breaking.

His feet were uncontrollably off the ground, Suo Feng felt that he was flying upside down, his feet flew backwards from the ground, his throat was suddenly sweet, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his eyes turned black.

With a bang, Suo Feng's back hit the wall of the ward, Suo Feng's whole body was weak, and most of his body strength was suddenly knocked away, and a desperate emotion rose to his heart, he knew that he was finished.

He wanted to laugh, laugh miserably!

He felt that his luck was too bad, it was the day that wanted him to die, otherwise Yang Qi, who had been in a coma for two days, why didn't he wake up early or late, but woke up when his sword was about to pierce his heart?

It's just a second away!