Chapter Forty-Seven: The Power of the Hind Hand

The Affiliated Hospital of Yannan University, ward building.

In the dead of night, the most corner ward on the tenth floor.

The door of the ward is not closed, and when you stand at the door, you can see a qiฤ“ in the ward.

There were two men sitting on the bench opposite, one of whom was holding a cigarette and complaining while swallowing clouds and spitting fog: "Lao Xia, what do you think in the bureau?" Just an attempted murder, the person concerned is not dead, and the human and material evidence is complete, as for the establishment of a special task force? โ€

Lao Xia glanced left and right when he heard this, and lowered his voice and said, "You know a fart!" I heard from the instructor last night that that guy is quite not simple, nicknamed Bayonet, is a professional killer, has done a lot of evil deeds, and has killed a lot of people. The bureau contacted the above and heard that he had registered with Interpol and offered a reward of millions of dollars to arrest him. Think about it, if you can get him to speak, how much credit it must be. โ€

"Really?" The smoking man was taken aback.

"What do you say? If it weren't for the fact that his limbs were broken, half-dead, and unable to move, armed police would have been sent to guard him. But it's coming soon, and I heard from the doctor that he is recovering quickly, and in a few days, they will definitely come over to take over. โ€

"Hey, what a bayonet, I think it's just like that, the cowhide blows loudly, it's actually a silver-like pewter head, otherwise it wouldn't have been seriously injured by a citizen." The smoking man exhaled a smoke ring, his expression full of disdain.

"It's strange to say. If he is really a professional killer, this level is too inferior. Lao Xia nodded approvingly, and then added: "Whatever!" As long as we are optimistic about him, the credit will definitely be indispensable. โ€

Just then, a nurse came pushing a small cart. The nurse was wearing a mask, with long curly hair, and the lump on her chest was very plump, which was impressive at first sight.

The two policemen glanced at each other, and Lao Xia hurriedly stood up and followed the nurse into the ward.

In the ward, the bayonet was in a cast on his shoulders and legs, wrapped in thick bandages, as if he had already fallen asleep.

Sensing that someone was entering, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"Doctor, what kind of injection is this?" Watching the nurse take out the syringe and carefully suck in the liquid, Lao Xia was full of doubts and couldn't help asking.

They stayed in the hospital for seven days, and the condition of the bayonet was not very strict, and there was never a time for an injection in the middle of the night.

The nurse glanced at him and walked to the bedside.

The head of the bed is close to the wall and cannot be seen from the door.

"Wait!"

The nurse didn't speak, Lao Xia was even more puzzled, and opened his mouth to stop: "Call the attending doctor to come over." Without his consent, medication is prohibited. โ€

Hearing Lao Xia say this, the nurse snorted and returned with the syringe.

Lao Xia just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and the moment he passed by, the nurse suddenly struck out and slashed him on the back of the neck with a palm knife.

Lao Xia didn't expect the other party to burst out, and without any reaction, he suddenly fainted.

The nurse gently put down Lao Xia, and then looked at the bayonet, murderous.

"Tsk, I didn't think that my bayonet hero I would die at your hands in the end." The bayonet watched this qiฤ“ without yelling or fear.

"Don't blame me."

The voice was low, clearly a man. With that, he picked up the needle again and stabbed it into the belly of the bayonet.

"Lao Tzu killed so many people, he should have died a long time ago. But you want to kill me, but it's a pipe dream. Before he could finish speaking, the bayonet suddenly rose up, and a blade appeared in his mouth at the same time.

With a flick of the head, the blade swiped straight into the nurse's neck.

Although the nurse is an outlaw and has good skills, she is not a killer after all, who would have expected the killer's methods to be so weird. Besides, the opponent's limbs were broken, let alone dealing with him, even if he faced a small child, he probably had no chance of winning.

Suddenly seeing the bayonet sit up, he was taken aback and hurriedly retreated.

Brush.

The blade slashed, bringing up a puddle of blood.

The nurse raised her hand and touched her neck, her mouth wide open, and her face was incredulous. Then there was a pop, and blood spurted out, instantly staining the hospital bed red.

"Damn, since you've already done it, you can only plan ahead."

"Xiang Tian, when Lao Tzu escapes, you will definitely be better off dead."

The bayonet muttered a few words, spit out the blade and swiped lightly, and the handcuffs fell. Untied the bandage and jumped out of bed, enduring the pain in his legs, he searched for Lao Xia's pistol, opened the safe, and walked out slowly.

Outside the door, the policeman who smoked threw away his cigarette butt and stretched.

In an instant, his eyes widened, his face changed drastically, and he quickly touched his waist.

"Don't move. Lao Tzu has killed a lot of people, and if he is caught, he will die, so naturally he doesn't mind killing one more. The bayonet licked the corners of his mouth and grinned.

"You killed Lao Xia?"

When the policeman heard this, he didn't dare to move anymore, and a big cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"No, he just fainted." The bayonet smiled: "I just want to leave, I don't want to kill people for the time being." With that, he stepped forward and slammed the other party unconscious.

After doing this, he glanced warily left and right, and walked quickly to the elevator room.

As soon as he took a few steps, the bayonet's body shook a few times, and then his knees went limp, and he slowly fell to the ground.

I don't know how long later, a high-pitched scream suddenly sounded in the hallway.

A moment later, more than a dozen police vehicles roared in, investigating and collecting evidence, and were busy until dawn.

At the same time, Xiang Tianduan sat behind his desk, looking at Ma Jun in a wheelchair, and a chuckle slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Ma Jun, Ma Jun, let's finally meet again. I can't kill you this time, Lao Tzu has your surname. โ€

Thinking so in my heart, the sneer quickly turned into a sincere greeting.

"Ma Shao, I deeply regret what happened to you. By the way, has the murderer been caught? โ€

Ma Jun looked very calm: "No, but Skynet is restored and not leaked, he will definitely not be able to run." After speaking, he took out a card from his pocket: "The password is six six, I don't care what method you use, as long as I become the same as before, I will give you another million." โ€

By now, Xiang Tian and Ma Jun had already torn their faces, Ma Jun did not break out on the spot, and I have to say that he was very restrained.

Xiang Tian took the bank card, "Wait a minute." โ€

After taking the POS machine to check the balance and seeing the numbers on it clearly, the smile on his face was even more charming: "Ma Shao is Ma Shao, really generous." No problem, let's start the treatment! โ€

When Xiang Tian didn't agree, Ma Jun was worried about the sequelae, but now that people agreed, he seemed to be even more worried. Staring at Xiang Tian, Ma Jun said word by word: "Xiang Tian, we don't talk darkly." After acupuncture last time, I consulted a master of Chinese medicine. If it's the same as last time, don't blame me for being ruthless. โ€

"Haha, how can you!"

Xiang Tian snorted, rolled up Ma Jun's trousers, and began to administer needle treatment. The treatment went smoothly and there were no accidents.

Half an hour later, Xiang Tian withdrew the silver needle and sent Ma Jun to the elevator room before returning.

Nezha walked out of the bedroom, caught a glimpse of him coming back, and asked curiously, "Just let him go?" โ€

"Do you think it's possible?"

Xiang Tian's eyes were shining, and he said in a deep voice: "It's easy to deal with Ma Jun, but Ma Liangcheng is an old fox, once Ma Jun has an accident, it's hard to guarantee that he won't jump off the wall in a hurry." It's better to let Ma Liangcheng fall into disrepute before making a move. โ€

Nezha said disdainfully: "It's so troublesome! Kill directly to collect evidence, as long as there is evidence, it will be difficult for him to run! โ€

The corners of Xiang Tian's mouth twitched when he heard this, "It's not the past now, there is surveillance everywhere, and I don't know stealth techniques, if I go, I'll be sent to death." โ€

Nezha said confidently: "It's just monitoring, I have a way." โ€

"What can you do?" Xiang Tian was stunned.

"You don't have to worry about this, you just say whether to go or not! As long as I want to go, monitoring, computer, safe, I can do it all. Nezha is full of confidence.

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