Xue Bing held a pistol in his hand, picked up the gun and aimed at the killer and said, "Don't move, if you dare to move, I will kill you." ”

At the moment of heart-pounding, the killer is definitely not the kind of gangster. He turned around and rushed towards Xue Bing, the dagger in his hand was cold, and the target was the gun in Xue Bing's hand. But before the killer got close, the expressionless Xue Bing snapped a shot in the killer's thigh, and the killer was in pain and almost fell. Leaning against the wall next to him, a pair of eyes wrapped in black cloth were full of anger and anger.

Xue Bing held the pistol, walked slowly towards the killer, and took out a pair of handcuffs from his waist. The killer glared at Xue Bing, Xue Bing put the gun on the killer's head and gave the killer a butt, and then pulled the killer's hands over and prepared to handcuff the killer's back.

But just when Xue Bing just touched the killer's wrist, the killer suddenly punched Xue Bing in the chest, Xue Bing was caught off guard and took three steps back, the killer stepped forward, and another punch hit Xue Bing's back of the head, Xue Bing was directly stunned and lay on the ground, the killer didn't care about the bleeding thigh, turned around and ran out. I looked at the killer who was leaving, and I couldn't catch up at all, the knife wound on my leg wasn't healed yet, and I needed crutches to walk. And Xue Bing was still beaten to the ground, and I can't abandon her.

This is a hospital, and the violent gunfire just now attracted a lot of people. Not long after the killer left, a group of doctors and nurses and Xue Bing's colleagues walked in, they quickly carried the unconscious Xue Bing out, and then asked me what was going on, I told these policemen what was going on, and they immediately notified the substation to cordon off the entire block.

I listened to the deployment of these policemen, and I was quite helpless.

When I returned to the ward on crutches, I was even more horrified. This is the second time, and for the past few days, I've been guessing who the killer is, but even if I guess the sky, I can't get the true face of the killer. Lying on the hospital bed, I reviewed what had just happened.

The only thing that is certain is that this time the killer is the same person as the last time.

One thing can also be determined, that is, this killer is not looking for domestic enemies, but definitely from the Middle East. Because his eyes have a little brown, which is very rare in China, but it is more common in the Middle East. When I have a direction, I have a goal. Since the killer is from the Middle East. So which organization sent the killer?

Opposition?

It seems unlikely, because the war in Syria has been tense recently, and the opposition has been surrounded and suppressed by government troops, and it has no energy to travel thousands of miles to kill me in China.

Howard's side and the CIA?

This also seems unlikely, Howard and I are in a partnership. Howard couldn't have done that, and Howard wasn't from the Middle East, he was a soldier, and if he wanted to kill me, then I couldn't have died by now. Because of this killer, it's very lame.

Thinking of this, three words suddenly appeared in my mind, Bashar.

Yes, this killer must have been sent by the government army. Government forces organized that anti-American war march, in which Sabah died and five gold bars were found. Then he knew that there was a nuclear substance in his territory, and he especially needed such a thing, so he sent someone to ask for my life, so as to achieve the effect of knocking the mountain and shaking the tiger, of course, it would be better if he could ask me where this substance is hidden. In this way, it would also explain why the MiG-23 ambushed us over the Mediterranean, and why two fighters appeared next to the passenger plane when we returned home for the flight.

When I think of this, I suddenly feel enlightened.

It had to be him.

This killer must have been sent by him.

I sat up excitedly, but suddenly found that in front of me, there was a killer in a black robe. All of a sudden, my legs were shaking.

I exclaimed, "You ......"

The killer took out the black dagger, and with a vicious expression in his eyes, he rushed towards me, and I exclaimed loudly, "Fuck, I said why they couldn't find you, it turns out that you are hiding in my hospital room." ”

In the face of the menacing killer, I have to say that he is definitely highly intelligent, well versed in the method of catching cicadas and yellow finches by praying mantises, and knows that the most dangerous place is the safest place. But obviously, it's not fun to praise your opponent for being smart at this time, because his cleverness can only kill me. I rolled over and dodged the killer's bayonet and went straight under the bed. The killer's leg was lame and he couldn't move, but his strength was surprisingly great, he moved the edge of the bed, and directly overturned the bed, and then his big hand like an eagle's claw grabbed at me.

I didn't say a word when I saw this, and even rolled and crawled to avoid the killer's attack. In such a small room, we both had wounds in the legs, and I was not allowed to dodge any more, so the killer grabbed my arm, and the dagger in my hand struck me again by the throat, and I reached out and grabbed the killer's wrist and fought with the killer. There were beads of sweat the size of beans rolling on my forehead, and I watched the dagger slowly press down on my throat, and my hands were slowly losing their strength, and the feeling of helplessness filled my brain.

This time, I really didn't have anything I could do. The police went out to arrest the fugitives, and there were only two of us in the ward, and the door to the ward was locked by him. I wanted to get out, almost impossible. The blade squeezed against my neck, and a trace of blood spilled out, which irritated the killer's nerves even more. I looked at the hideous look in the killer's eyes and reached out to grab the veil off the killer's face.

The killer was taken aback by my sudden move, and I took advantage of the moment to get out of the way. When I stood still, I saw a Middle Eastern beauty with bright eyes and bright teeth and a high nose. I was taken aback, it turned out that the killer was a woman, and she seemed quite beautiful. However, this was not the time to think about this, because this woman rushed at me again with a dagger in her hand, and the dagger flashed coldly, and she cut my arm, and then she kicked me to the ground, and the dagger in her hand fell sharply, and stabbed me in the stomach.

She didn't blink at all, and stabbed me in the stomach with her backhand. I looked at the frenzied woman and grabbed her wrist to prevent her from continuing to stab me. The feeling of life passing by in my body told me that if I continued like this, I would really die. When people are on the verge of death, they can always burst out with great strength, and my hand is like a vice, clamping her not delicate palm.

The killer is so angry that he wants to stop but can't. I simply turned my backhand and strangled my neck from behind, and as soon as I used both hands, I suddenly felt a feeling of suffocation all over my body. The brain gradually blurred, and the feet and hands struggled around, trying to pull the woman's hand away, only to find that the woman's hand was more like a real vice.

For the first time, I tasted real suffocation, real death.

I'm afraid most people in the world don't know that feeling.

Actually, even I don't know what it's like, because when the brain is deprived of oxygen, the consciousness will blur, and eventually it will become ...... A corpse.

I think I'm going to be a corpse.

At the last moment of confusion, I saw Sun Xiaoqing holding Ben Ben in a trance.