Accompanying the police to Tiangong was another group of provincial commissioners. They looked indifferent in suits and leather shoes, and the middle-aged man led by them wore a pair of glasses, and covered his nose with a white square handkerchief in his hand, as if he didn't like the smell of blood very much.

He walked into the ring without squinting, stepping over the bodies of several foreign gunmen and casually assigning work, and everyone else, including the police officers, began to get busy.

A foreigner who rushed to help the Pan family's father and son may have taken the initiative to negotiate with the glasses man because of his identity, saying that he still has a few meetings to open and must return as soon as possible. The man in glasses looked at him thoughtfully and gestured.

The out-of-town visitor was quickly dragged to the side, hit with two heavy blows, and unable to move like a dead dog.

Lin Qingying was the first to be taken away, and many gamblers were looking at her with different expressions. As the proprietress of Tiangong, it is undoubtedly wise for her to take the initiative to call the police, although her private fist is not visible, but what she followed was an earth-shattering event, which was already beyond her control. Whether she can get rid of the relationship with Pan Renfeng's father and son is very important to her.

The gamblers were escorted out of the Heavenly Palace in batches, and the boxing ring slowly became empty.

"Your name is Chen Mo?" The man with glasses flipped through the stack of materials handed by the police officer and asked in a flat and indifferent tone.

"Hmm." Chen Mo nodded.

"Take it away." The man with glasses didn't say much and waved his hand.

"Wait a minute, he's injured like this, he has to go to the hospital first." Zhuo Yitian walked closer and showed his ID.

The man with glasses turned his head and glanced at him with a little surprise, "I thought you were all eating dry food in the place, but I didn't expect the SWAT team to be intervening." Are you involved in this case? We're in charge now, so we don't have to worry about the details. ”

"He's doing things with me, my own people." Zhuo Yitian took a step forward expressionlessly.

"If it's your people, I'll have to bring it back and ask about it first." The man with glasses was a little impatient, looking at this cold girl, "I shouldn't need to show you my documents, right?" There are different levels of permission, please cooperate with us. ”

"You can't wronged a good person, let's let him go to the hospital first!" Gao Wanfei swaggered over, seemingly unconcerned about being involved in this trouble.

"Who are you?" The man with glasses really couldn't see that he could have anything to do with the police officers.

Xiao Gao thought for a long time, and said honestly: "I'm here to see the fun." ”

"Torture this guy first!" For the first time, the man with glasses was angry, thinking that he had hit a convulsive brain.

The assistant beside him stared directly at the red mole between Xiao Gao's eyebrows, suddenly remembered something, and whispered a few words in his ear.

The man with glasses was stunned, and when he spoke to Gao Yanfei again, he was already a lot more polite, "Your surname?" ”

"The surname is high, and Gao gradually flies." Xiao Gao noticed the change in his demeanor, and said with a smile, "I'll call you Director Luo when I go back, and my little brother won't take your car." This time I didn't come to Yancheng for a few days, and he had to accompany me around. ”

The eyed man heard him report his name, and then he was sure that it was really the ancestor, he hesitated for a long time, and his face was embarrassed, "Tall and young, this time the situation is different." My SWAT friend said he was his own, and I could trust him. But the order we received was to investigate the incident thoroughly, and the process still has to be followed, and now we can't just rely on your words......"

"Just by my word." Gao Wanfei yawned.

After Chen Mo arrived at the hospital, the dean and several directors were busy jumping up and down. If it weren't for the fact that Chen Mo's appearance was too far from Pan Jinyu, the dean would almost think that the person Mrs. Pan personally sent with tears would be the biological son of this wealthy couple.

The hospital's public address system sounded over and over again, and the most senior orthopedic specialist ran down the corridor without hesitating the image, his white coat curling in a gust of wind. He was supposed to take turns off today, but he was prompted to the hospital by the dean with a few headless phone calls, like a ghost. He didn't know which family of the emperor was coming, and he wanted to rise to this level of treatment, and after entering the consultation room, he was just about to check Chen Mo's injured left arm, but he saw that the other party took out a weapon-grade knockcat machine worth a hundred yuan with his other hand.

The orthopedic doctor was stunned, and turned his head to find a nervous middle-aged beautiful woman next to him, wearing a Patek Philippe on her wrist, and she was even more dumbfounded.

The two veterans guarding the gate of the Heavenly Palace still lost their target in the end, the city is no better than the jungle, they can no longer rely on their combat instincts, and the opponent is extremely professional in anti-tracking.

Chen Mo made a few more calls, his brows furrowed.

The virtual version of Old Man Mo just discovered the true purpose of the patch not long ago, the power of this gadget is far more powerful than imagined, and today the micro needle tube popped out again, sucking the Ares robot in Chen Mo's body like a whale swallowing siphon, and after cleaning up the virus impurities, it was transported back in a steady stream.

The anti-virus process had already been completed, and the strong feeling of paralysis throughout the body had subsided, but it was still weak, and Chen Mo felt like he had been stripped of his skin alive. Jia Qing saw that his face was pale, thinking that it was painful, and asked the orthopedic expert to move lightly during the examination, and the expert who was already trembling was even more nervous, sweating profusely.

The Ares robots are repairing their injuries on a large scale, they have recovered their state, there is no difference from before, Chen Mo can't be sure whether the kind of deadly thing that invaded his body is a biological virus or an electronic virus, and he is deeply impressed by Luo Li's unscrupulous means.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, he always feels that there is still a little bit of extremely faint cold feeling in the depths of his consciousness, as if the virus has not been completely wiped out by the antivirus after being separated from the Ares robot.

It made him uncomfortable, just like the shadow left by Luo Li.

Pan Dongdong accompanied him in the intensive care ward and did not go home, Jia Qing left alone at noon, saying that there were still things to deal with, and before leaving, he helped Chen Mo tuck the quilt, looked at his daughter again, sighed slightly, and his eyes were soft.

Chen Mo fell asleep, and the arm on the side of the bed was fixed with an abduction rack, which resembled New Orleans roast wings. Pan Dongdong was afraid that he would be cold, so he took off his coat, covered his arm, held the rough palm, and lay on the side of the bed thinking about it.

The night that had just passed was undoubtedly long enough for her.

The moment Chen Mo woke up, the girl was already snorting.

There was a faint smell of disinfectant in the ward, mixed with the faint fragrance of the girl's body, like a mixture of two completely different shades. The white walls, the white sheets, the white everything, except the red on Pan Dongdong's cheeks, exudes warmth.

Her wrists are wrapped in gauze, her sideburns are messy, and her eyes are closed and her eyebrows are slightly lame. Chen Mo looked at her for a long time, and when he thought of the situation in the Pan family's study, he couldn't help but feel a slight move in his heart.

He slowly approached him, his expression fierce and his movements as if he were facing a great enemy.

As the distance between the tips of the two noses became closer and closer, his breathing became thicker and thicker, Pan Dongdong's long eyelashes suddenly trembled slightly, and the porcelain-like ear chakras gradually turned red.

But he still lay there motionless, not opening his eyes, not daring to make any movement.

(To be continued)