The moment the man pulled out the sharp weapon, Hong Chen sensed the crisis behind him, but he only had two hands, one held the splitting hand, and the other had already raised the block punch, his position was less than a foot away from the hospital bed behind him, and it was obviously impossible to solve the crisis if he wanted to kick his legs back, as for the shrinkage, the left side was a wall, and the right side was a chair, the weight was not heavy, and he could kick it away with one kick, but with one kick, the attack behind him would also arrive!

Unless there is a miracle, there is no escape.

Hong Chen is an atheist and never believes in miracles for no reason, such as the sudden collapse of the roof and crushing the guy behind him, or the sudden collapse of the guy in front of him and letting the guy in front of him shrink to the ground...

These only exist, scenes, and will not happen in the realization, and in a short period of time, Hong Chen has a judgment, and the one behind it is decided.

Well, since there is no escape, let's accept it calmly.

Hong Chen ignored behind him, grabbed the young man's fist in the air with one palm, a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then the palm of his hand suddenly rotated, 270 degrees, and a sound of bone dislocation came from the young man's wrist.

The young man's face distorted, making his already hideous face even more terrifying, and before he could scream, Hong Chen punched out and hit him in the mouth.

The upper and lower rows of more than a dozen teeth were suddenly broken, and they were held in the mouth by the young man and blood, and at the same time, the young man's hand holding the dagger was released, he took a few steps back, and his back hit the wall.

The whole process is only two or three seconds, the speed is fast enough, but no matter how fast it is, it is impossible to complete it before stabbing the ground in the back, at this moment, a black sharp weapon with a gear mouth and smeared with honey oil is against Hong Chen's back, and it is a military thorn, and blood is dripping from the sharp mouth.

Obviously, he succeeded in the blow, but the man gritted his teeth, and the look in his eyes was extremely stunned.

No matter how hard he tried, after the military thorn pierced Hong Chen's skin an inch, he could no longer move forward.

How is it possible, could it be that Doctor Hong's medical skills have been so brilliant that he can implant a layer of steel plate under the flesh and skin of the human body?

Brush!

Just when the man tried to pull out the thorn and try to stab it again, Hong Chen moved, dodged to catch up with the young man, the dagger was held in his hand by him, and stabbed the young man's heart in detail, and a three-inch silver needle was added between the other fingers, piercing the young man's neck.

In the end, the young man turned around to avoid the stab of the splitter, but he was stabbed in the neck by a silver needle, rolled his eyes, and passed out.

Hong Chen turned around slowly, looked at the man with a dazed and dazed look in his eyes, and chuckled: "I have more than one product, you are not a product, and you still want to kill me?" ”

The man's pupils contracted suddenly, just like Lin Yufei, an ordinary person, who wanted to kill Qi Junyuan, an external martial artist, there was a chance, but it was very small, and it was absolutely impossible to kill Mo Fei of an internal martial artist.

Because the external strength of the martial artist is still in the conjoined period, mainly with hard skin and meat, and when it comes to the internal strength, there is no doubt that ordinary people are usually in a state of defense, once the crisis comes, the body will instinctively be in a defensive state, and the qi of the dantian will overflow by itself, forming an invisible internal defense in the body.

The strength of ordinary people, even if they borrow sharp weapons, cannot pierce the invisible defense in the flesh and skin, and in the same way, if the internal strength of the martial artist is good at strength, he may be able to break through the internal defense of the first-grade martial artist, but he will definitely not be able to break the second-grade martial artist, and the injury of the flesh and skin is already the limit!

"How is that possible?" The man's mouth overflowed with boundless bitterness, and the information contained in Hong Chen's words made him not even have the idea of letting go or running away.

He is only a half-step product, in front of a second-grade or above martial artist, it is like a rabbit against a cheetah, fighting for his life will only die faster, and running away is just in vain.

"I diagnose and treat patients, the first thing is to look at the color, the second is to check the pulse, even if you apply needles, you don't need to take off the last layer of underwear, the lump of flesh on your stomach is not a malignant tumor, I don't need to look at the appearance at all, I will give you an injection treatment in the hall, but I sit down for less than ten seconds, and I propose to enter the treatment room without waiting for my pulse, I felt that you may have other purposes, but you still agreed, do you know why?"

Without waiting for the man to answer, Hong Chen pointed at the unconscious young man with his backhand, and asked himself: "Because you haven't entered the product yet, this guy is a first-class product, even if I let you attack and don't fight back, you can't kill me, understand?" ”

After that, he sneered: "You are not qualified to kill me, and you can't kill me!" ”

Hong Chen's eyes were full of disdain and contempt, and his tone carried a mockery of cat and mouse, which made the man feel a sense of humiliation from the bottom of his heart, and he really wanted to roar: Don't pretend to be forced, pretend to be forced to be struck by lightning.

But the iron-like reality was right in front of him, the young first-class martial artist, fainted, he half-stepped into the product, and he couldn't stab Hong Chen with a military thorn, and he was speechless to refute, and finally turned into a face of discouragement and self-deprecation.

Two kittens stabbing a tiger, what is the difference between that and death?

Hong Chen raised his eyes and looked at the quartz clock on the wall, and said lightly: "It's been four or five minutes since I came in, and the patients outside are still waiting in line, let's save time and tell me, who sent you to assassinate me?" ”

The man snorted and didn't answer, as if telling Hong Chen, I admit it, my head can be broken, but I won't betray the mastermind behind it.

Seeing his attitude, Hong Chen shook his head inexplicably and sighed: "I'll clean you up when I go back." At the end of the words, he flashed in front of the man, raised his palm and pressed it on the man's head, the man instinctively stabbed him, was grabbed by Hong Chen with his bare hands, and pierced the man's neck with a silver needle in the other hand.

In an instant, the man was unconscious, just like the young man.

"Made, Lao Tzu's blood doesn't need money!" Hong Chen scolded in a low voice, first searched out the mobile phones of the two of them, and then stabbed the silver needle twice on the palm of his hand, and the wound immediately stopped bleeding, and the wound on the back was left alone, allowing the blood to still flow out, and the area of the red and white coat was getting bigger and bigger.

Hong Chen lit a cigarette and took two puffs without hurrying, then took out his mobile phone and called Qi Gang, and after a while, Qi Gang came in and saw the young man who was sleeping with his head tilted on the bed and fainting by the wall, and his face changed on the spot.

Hong Chen raised his hand to signal him not to make a sound, briefly said the situation, and ordered the next response, after Qi Gang heard it, he immediately called Qi Lao, and after going out, let the security guard clear the scene, today the No. 1 store of the health hall is closed, and the remaining eight patients with appointments will each be given a thousand cash as a gift, so that they can come back on Friday afternoon.

In less than ten minutes, an ambulance came, three stretchers were lifted, and three people were carried out from the medical room, a man, a young man, and Dr. Hong...

A quarter of an hour later, the ambulance drove into the first hospital of Qingshi, but did not stop in front of the emergency building, but entered the underground garage, after stopping in the fixed parking space, the rear car cover opened, and the three empty stretchers that were lifted down, Qi Gang who came with the car finally came down, and Qi Lao, who came down from the co-pilot, glanced at each other, and the grandfather and grandson nodded tacitly, and the cold light flashed in their eyes.

......

A black Audi drove on the road in the suburbs, turned at the end of a rural road, drove more than 200 meters, and drove into an abandoned warehouse, which was the place where Hongchen was taken by the tank to treat Ji Yun's illness.

Audi stopped, Hong Chen got down from the driver's seat, dragged the unconscious man and young man from the back seat, and walked towards the warehouse gate one by one.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was warm, and when I entered the door, it was like entering another world, the warehouse was dark and gloomy, and the air was filled with a strange smell of mold and rust.

Hong Chen threw the two of them on the ground casually and gave the man a needle to the neck, the latter slowly woke up, a cigarette flew over, hit him in the face, he was stunned, and then he saw Hong Chen, who was standing a few meters away, looking at him with a pair of indifferent eyes.

"Here it is..."

"What's your name?"

"My surname is Wu."

"Mr. Wu, you shouldn't be a professional killer, since you are not professional, there is no killer standard, as long as you tell me what I want to know, I will give you a chance to be a healthy ordinary person, if you don't cooperate..."

Hong Chen came over to light the cigarette for him, and said in a light tone, and didn't say the last words, just shrugged his shoulders, and everyone understood the meaning.

The man didn't say anything immediately, he smoked half a cigarette with his head down, and then shook his head: "If I say it, my wife and children will definitely suffer." ”

This is a big truth, just like the ancient march and war, the generals go to war, and the family members will definitely stay in the capital as hostages.

"Okay then." Hong Chen nodded in understanding, and suddenly a silver light flashed between his fingers and pierced into the man's abdomen.

The man's face fused, his whole body trembled, his eyes were full of fear and unwillingness, the pain in his body was not very strong, but the dantian was broken, and the qi storage was rapidly lost, and he could clearly feel that the various functions of the body were declining.

Hong Chen abolished him, and from now on, he is no longer a martial artist, just an ordinary person.

"You, you're too vicious." The man stared at Hong Chen, his lips and teeth trembled, Hong Chen glanced at him and sneered: "You assassinate me, the assassination fails, I will abolish your dantian now, this is called vicious, what kind of logic are you, a real killer, if the assassination fails, you should kill yourself on the spot!" ”

The man was shocked, his face turned pale, half of it was the sequelae of the abolition of the dantian, and half of it was Hong Chen's words that made him completely sober.

Yes, he went to the health hall today to kill Hongchen, you kill someone's family, people kill you, it's justified, not to mention that at the moment, it's just to abolish his dantian.