You must know that the daily task of the traffic police is to patrol the streets, deal with traffic problems, and post tickets by the way, how many people have really heard of this movement?

What's more, Zhang Han didn't give face at all, the bullets flew directly against the scalps of several traffic policemen, and there was an eerie silence at the scene after three gunshots, and everyone stood motionless, as if they were frozen.

Then suddenly there was a scream, and the crowd in the distance began to run away, with children holding children, and no children pouting and pouting their butts to chase after them.

Several traffic policemen stood in place with pale faces, and when they reacted, they were lying on the ground with their heads in their hands, and the purple was kicked before he reacted, and he also lay on the ground, and the three souls and seven spirits had already flown half.

Zhang Han put away the pistol and threw it to the seat in the car, then sat in the cab, started the engine and stepped on the accelerator, and the whole body trembled with a thunderous roar.

Zhang Han looked at the chaotic scene outside with satisfaction, and then released the clutch, and the body swooped out, still going backwards......

Seeing that the evil god was finally gone, several traffic policemen got up from the ground, after all, they were police officers, and they had not been frightened, the worst thing was the purple, the purple hair on the head had turned gray-white, the face was covered with dirt, and the eyes were blank like frosted eggplants, and they didn't respond for a long time.

", what's going on?" A traffic policeman asked.

The other took a deep breath and said, "What the hell." ”

Just as he was about to report this to the higher authorities and request support to assist in intercepting the absconding vehicle, a wild engine sound suddenly came, and the traffic police and purple just glanced back, and felt that their whole legs and stomachs were trembling.

He ...... Why did he come back again?! ”

"Crunch!"

Zhang Han drove the car back all the way upside down, then lowered the window and showed a mean smile to several traffic policemen, and said, "Hehe, can you help a few big brothers?" ”

"What...... What's busy? ”

They are afraid, they are really afraid, they are afraid that this neurotic will suddenly take out the gun again, in case the marksmanship stinks, and he will die if he doesn't want to.

Zhang Han said in a tone of legitimate request, "My friend is injured and must be sent to the hospital immediately, can the nearest hospital take me there?" ”

"Hospital?" A traffic policeman boldly looked into the car, and sure enough, there was a girl with a pale face who seemed to be seriously injured.

"Don't want to?"

"No, no, no......" The traffic police hurriedly waved his hand, how could he have the right to say that he was unwilling? Even if you stabilize the other party first, it's much better than giving away a small life on the spot.

He gave a look to the others, "I'll take you." ”

"Boom ......"

The police motorcycle whistled in front of the road, and Zhang Han followed behind with Song Xiaomi, and left here at a gallop.

The remaining traffic policemen almost immediately turned over on their motorcycles, took out walkie-talkies and said, "Changde Street encountered illegal gunmen, driving an orange Chevrolet to the city's First People's Hospital." Damn, and Brother Wang has also been kidnapped, brothers hurry up and save people. ”

Zhang Han didn't know where the city's First People's Hospital was, so he asked this traffic police officer to lead the way. But I drove for more than ten minutes, and I couldn't get around it.

Catching up with the police motorcycle with one foot on the accelerator, Zhang Han said to the traffic police with a smile, "Brother, I'm in a hurry, hurry up." ”

The traffic policeman said with a bitter face, "It's almost there, right away." ”

Zhang Han still had a smile on his face, but the words he said were full of a terrifying murderous aura.

"If you can't get there in five minutes, you don't have to."

Hearing this, a chill rushed from his feet to the top of the traffic policeman's head, and he shuddered and twisted the accelerator, and the motorcycle rushed forward like crazy.

Zhang Han was satisfied.

The First People's Hospital of Changyang City.

In the past, people come and go, and only the flow of people at the temple fair can be compared with the hospital.

Zhang Han got out of the car and picked up Lele and rushed inside, gesturing to the traffic police to let him follow.

The traffic police took a look at the hospital where everything was normal, and secretly said goodbye to the wrong place, right?

Zhang Han saw that the traffic policeman's expression was wrong, and asked with a smile, "Did you arrange any meeting gifts for me?" ”

The traffic police were speechless and didn't know how to answer. Can this guy guess what's going on in my mind?

"I don't have to be so enthusiastic when we first met, I just need the doctor's help to save this friend." Zhang Han didn't give him a chance to say anything, and rushed to the emergency room with Song Xiaomi in his arms.

At this time, Lele's face was even paler than just now, his eyes never opened again, his heartbeat was weak, his breathing was slow, and he was already weak to the limit.

"Boom!"

Zhang Han kicked open the door of the emergency room, put Lele on the bed and shouted, "Doctor! ”

A middle-aged man in a white lab coat was startled, calmed down before coming over, and hurriedly began to examine Song Xiaomi with several nurses.

Zhang Han panted and stood in place, just about to find a place to sit down and rest, but his intuition told him that there was danger behind him.

Without any hesitation, turning around was a long punch.

"Bang ......"

A piece of rubber stick was flying, and its owner looked at Zhang Han dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.

Zhang Han waved his hand to signal that he didn't have to say anything, and at the same time pointed outside, "Don't delay my friend's surgery, go out." ”

When I walked out, I found that the corridor had been surrounded by more than a dozen police officers in police uniforms.

Zhang Han took out the flattened cigarette case from his pocket and lit one.

The tense nerves of a day and a night, as Song Xiaomi was finally sent to the hospital, finally relaxed, and the whole body was comfortable after a puff of cigarette, Zhang Han's tired face smiled and asked,

"Can you not do it?"

Everyone stood in stride, silent, handcuffs and rubber sticks in their hands, as if they were facing a murderous madman.

Zhang Han pursed his lips, "I'll just ask casually, come on." ”

The cigarette in his mouth began to burn violently, Zhang Han suddenly spit out the cigarette butt, rushed over with an arrow step, and went straight to the nose of the guy closest to him.

"Bang."

Blood splattered!

Someone pounced from behind, hugged Zhang Han's neck and didn't let go, and the person in front had already grabbed Zhang Han's arm, his eyes were cracked, and his mouth let out a beast-like roar.

Zhang Han was also ruthless, forcibly twisting his waist and striking an elbow directly to send the people behind him flying more than ten meters away, and slid to the end of the corridor before stopping.

Zhang Han waved a pair of fists and rushed at the rubber stick and flesh, but in a minute, more than a dozen policemen were lying on the ground.

Wails echoed through the corridors of the hospital, sounding terrifying.

Either their arms were bent outward, or their legs were broken into several knots, and the nosebleeds on their faces were pouring out like a broken embankment, and even if they could move, they would not dare to provoke this monster again.

One person singled out a dozen policemen and couldn't be approached.

And Zhang Han.

After the battle, it didn't have any effect on him, except for the specks of blood on his body.

Standing in place, he looked back at Song Xiaomi, who was being pushed into the operating room by nurses and doctors, and felt tired and couldn't hold on, and his body slowly fell backwards.

When people suddenly relax after exhaustion, they will indeed feel tired until the sky is dark, and if they are tense all the time, it is fine, but once they relax, they can no longer hold on.

The reason why Zhang Han relaxed was because Song Xiaomi had been pushed into the operating room.

………………………………………………………………………………

"She's dying for you......"

"She's dying for you......"

"She's dying for you......"

I don't know how long it took, a voice in Zhang Han's head began to repeat this sentence constantly, and suddenly sat up from the bed.

It was a ward, and the camouflage training uniform on his body had become a hospital gown.

Why isn't there a beautiful nurse lady?

Wait a minute! If there is no nurse lady, why is there a man with a black face? It's so ugly!

"Are you awake?" Song Bo, who was reading the newspaper, stood up and picked up the water cup and asked.

Zhang Han took the water cup, "How is millet?" ”

"The operation was a success." Glancing at his watch, he continued, "Two hours later, I will be transferred to the military hospital. ”

"How long did I sleep?"

Song Bo held out a finger.

Zhang Han wondered, "An hour? No way. ”

“……”

"What's that look on your face? Lao Tzu asks you questions and answers them directly, guess what to guess, Lao Tzu doesn't like to guess. ”

"One day and one night."

Zhang Han patted his head, "It's been so long." ”

Suddenly I felt wrong, why was my hand so uncomfortable, and I didn't know when the cast was put on it.

"You have a biceps strain in your arm, don't you know? There is also a slight bone crack in the metacarpal bone. Song Bo smiled and continued, "You were all injured and beat more than a dozen policemen to serious injuries, you are in the limelight again this time." ”

Zhang Han leaned on the hospital bed and didn't know what he was thinking, so Song Bo asked, "Song Baoguo is here." ”

Zhang Han nodded, Song Bo knew that this was the same opinion of the other party, he was really an ancestor, and he had to agree to see him at the level of Song Baoguo.

Song Bo walked out of the ward, and in the corridor outside sat five soldiers dressed in military uniforms, with expressionless faces and serious eyes, and the lowest rank was major general, and in the distance, a man older than Song Bo was talking to the doctor.

Song Bo walked over and saluted and said, "Wake up." ”

At this time, a second-class police inspector who was guarding the side hurried over, smiled and asked cautiously, "Chief, do you think we should also go in and apologize?" ”

Song Baoguo frowned and said, "It's just a misunderstanding, everyone is a comrade and there is no contradiction, if you insist, then wait for the meeting." ”

Glancing at the four heavily armed guards in the distance, and the soldiers who had sat for five hours without blinking, the Second Inspector felt a suffocating pressure, which made him unconsciously lower his voice and carefully avoid revealing any dissatisfaction.

"Okay, then I'll wait."

Seeing Song Baoguo and Song Bo leave, this guy breathed a sigh of relief.

I don't know what the guy inside is, but from the people guarding outside, they can guess that the one in the ward is also a fierce man.

At least not on the same level as yourself.

Thankfully, nothing major happened......