But now the door of the operating room, which is about to fall apart, can't support much time, and the fat man next to him is like a flower of the motherland that has not yet entered the society.

There was more cold sweat on my face and forehead than on my body, and I was already in a mess.

I couldn't help but look at the tools available in the operating room in front of me, the sharp scalpel could cut the blood with a single touch, but in the face of the mysterious team of people outside the door, I don't know how many people there were, this knife was really not enough to use for self-defense.

The shelves of medical equipment around me were filled with bottles and jars, which instantly caught my attention, and if I could use anesthetics to take down two people while they were unprepared.

There may also be a possibility of escaping from the entire building.

Suddenly, the ground shook beneath my feet, and the sound of the machines outside the door roared, and I was a little curious to follow the crack in the door to see what they were going to do.

I saw a huge logging chainsaw breaking a large hole in the door of the operating room, and then two small black jars that I didn't know what were thrown in through the hole.

I recognized it in an instant, this thing should be a homemade hand**, I didn't expect this group of people to even make their own arms.

The fat man was frightened enough by the three words of the hand ** that came out of my mouth, and hurriedly hid next to him with his head in his hands to avoid the aftermath of the explosion of the hand **.

I looked at the posture in front of him, and it was exactly the same as the hostage who was taken on TV, and it was like the invincible little chubby dun who was not afraid of ghosts and gods in the tomb of Concubine Jin.

The hand ** was held in my hand and really scared the fat man half to death, for more than ten years I have been not afraid of life and death, how can I be intimidated by a simple earthen **.

turned around and kicked the broken glass, wanting to throw the two ** in my hand out of the window, but I didn't expect two more to be thrown in the hole behind me, this time I really wanted to cry without tears.

In such a narrow space, the four ** detonations must not have survived.

I couldn't help but close my eyes and start counting down the time for myself.

But I didn't expect that the four ** in front of me did not explode, but spewed out a gas like thick smoke, which instantly made me cry and embarrassed.

"Smoke... Fog bombs. ”

"Oh no, he... They're coming in. ”

The fat man next to me hurriedly rushed back in panic, and I quickly ran to the medicine table next to me when I saw this, since this is the operating room.

There must have been something like a general anesthetic, and with the loud banging outside the door, I finally saw a bottle of medicine with "propofol" written on it.

His mind was racing rapidly, and he suddenly remembered that Xiao Yue had also injected mental patients with this similar drug with injections.

I hurriedly took the medicine in my arms, picked out the largest syringe, and endured the tear gas smoke that spread in the room, but felt that something was wrong, and finally took off the clothes of the unconscious hostage and draped it over myself.

I hope that the critical moment can be mixed.

Just waiting for the dilapidated door of the operating room to be completely slammed open, I saw many mysterious men in black rushing in exactly like those ones.

I stabbed the injection in my hand before he was ready, and I didn't know which unlucky one I had hit in the dim light.

But suddenly I heard the fat man's screams.

"Oops."

I chuckled in my heart and said that it was not good, how could I put my companion down with the first shot.

The fat man's howl like killing a pig instantly attracted the attention of a large number of black-clothed people in the smoky operating room.

It dawned on me that they seemed to be just targeting me, and weren't going to deliberately embarrass others.

In the panic, he didn't care about turning back to save the fat man, he just hoped that he would be safe, turned around and rushed out of the operating room.

The doors of the wards on both sides of the corridor were all open, and the medical staff and patients inside were already unconscious, lying motionless on the ground.

I thought to myself that I must find a chance to crack the piece of bronze that I had taken out of my head.

The wound on the top of my head ached, and the skull that had been removed had only been bandaged by me in a hurry.

I thought I would be able to get out of the hospital before I fell unconscious, but with the violent shaking just now, I could clearly feel that something was starting to become delirious.

After all, this was a craniotomy, and it was performed under semi-anesthesia, and it is a miracle that I can hold on to it so far.

But I wanted to know more than the desire to survive who had hidden the bronze in my head, and the men in black seemed to be here for that.

After walking briskly through the corridor in black clothes, I felt my body getting weaker and weaker, and the blood and sweat from the wound on the top of my head mixed with very uncomfortable.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the house leak happened to rain overnight, and a secret person behind me, who was also wearing a black cloak, saw me and realized that something was wrong.

"Stop."

I hurriedly stopped, for fear of arousing the suspicions of the men in black, but I didn't have the same mask on my face right now.

Instead, it was tightly covered by a wide black robe and hat.

I was afraid that I would make a mistake, so I covered everything I could with my body.

"The prey is in the operating room, what are you running out of."

His hoarse voice echoed behind me, making me shudder, but I replied with a hard voice.

"On... Toilet. ”

I don't know if I deceived him with this?

I felt his footsteps approaching behind me, and the syringe I had hidden in my sleeve was ready just as the mysterious man behind me was about to touch my hood with his hand.

I jerked the needle in my back and stabbed it.

He grabbed my hand and lost consciousness under the force of the anesthetic injection until he fell to the ground and fell completely unconscious.

Seeing this, I hurriedly pulled myself together and ran to the exit of the stairs, where I was on the seventh floor, and the elevator would definitely be guarded by a man in black.

Taking the stairs should be the safest route that is not easy to get their attention.

The forces behind these men in black seem to be very large, otherwise they would not dare to anesthetize the entire hospital, and I have a vague feeling that the truth behind the matter will be very terrifying.

But what does all this have to do with you?

Why are they holding on to me until their consciousness is blurred.

I even felt a cloudy white liquid running down the wound on the top of my head, and I touched it lightly with my hand.

Suddenly, I couldn't help but chuckle in my heart.

"It's broken, it seems to be **."

The scene in front of me seems to be beyond the psychological range of a normal person, even for me.

But in order to survive, I had to continue walking down the stairs as if nothing had happened, and I met the man in black who was also wearing a mask on the way.

The bronze masks on the faces of these people were covered with mysterious and strange patterns, and I couldn't help but think back to the brass mask I wore on my face in the tomb of Concubine Zaijin.

The patterns and mysterious symbols on it are almost identical to the black-clad men I've seen in front of me.

In this way, the mask found on the corpse of Concubine Jin was originally from these mysterious and strange huge forces in front of him.

They were all dressed in black, and even cruelly sewed masks on their faces with needles and threads, so that others could not see their faces.