The leading thug came out of the crowd again, and his disdainful voice obviously didn't take one of Jiang Futing's students into his eyes: "Go in by yourself, or will we drag you in lying down?" ”

"That's all?" Jiang Futing looked at the people on both sides, provocatively.

"What else is a little rabbit going to do!" The other party said arrogantly, without much effort, and made a simple gesture: "Throw it in!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the crowd surrounding on both sides suddenly pressed towards the lonely person standing in the middle.

Jiang Futing observed these people with calm eyes.

In an instant, a hand from the crowd was the first to reach out towards him.

The phoenix's eyes narrowed, and a strong light flashed in Jiang Futing's eyes.

He stretched out his right hand, his wrist still wrapped around the bandage that had not had time to change some stains, and his palm squeezed the hand that suddenly appeared more quickly.

And just as he struck, more fists fell quickly on him with a swift momentum.

Jiang Futing was particularly agile to dodge, his sharp eyes were like beasts in the dark night, quickly capturing everyone's body movements, and under the high degree of attention, the attacks of these people in front of him seemed to have turned into slow motion.

Jiang Futing quickly distinguished every loophole and gap, and the hand that he quickly grabbed was a little harder again.

This is it!

The power in his body was instantly poured into his wrist, and with a strong lift of his right hand, the man was instantly picked up and fell heavily towards the other crowds who had gathered and had no time to stop.

"Catch him!" The person who reacted faster staggered to his feet, pointed at Jiang Futing and shouted fiercely.

Jiang Futing quickly dodged the remaining few people who pounced on him with hideous faces, and at the same time, his elbow slammed into the people who rushed up from the side.

The whole process was crisp and decisive, relying only on the afterglow, and he didn't even look back.

He sprinted quickly to the end of the hallway, followed by a dense and irregular trail of footsteps.

Just as he was about to approach the staircase passage, Jiang Futing's eyes tightened.

He knew that his sudden action was very hasty, but because it was more abrupt, these people must not have had time to take special precautions.

There must be a few people guarding the entrance of the building, and some people have been transferred to the door of the room just now, so there must not be too many people here now.

The mind is running at high speed under the stimulation of the adrenal glands, and these judgments are flashed in an instant when running at a high speed.

Before he could open the door at the entrance of the stairway, the people inside had already heard the movement and took precautions and suddenly pushed the door open.

"Catch him quickly, Young Master Jiang said it just now! Don't leave your mouth alive! ”

In the howling wind in his ears, in the footsteps chasing behind, a panting voice suddenly exploded this mine in Jiang Futing's heart.

Something must have happened to the parents!

All that remained in his mind was the buzzing sound of the bombardment in his head, Jiang Futing's breathing stagnated for a second, and the movements on his body were half a beat.

The people behind were already in hot pursuit, and the two people in front had already pounced fiercely.

The action just now has lost the first opportunity, in

As he took the lead in getting rid of the two people who suddenly appeared in front of him, there was a dull pain in his back from a violent impact of a heavy object.

Oops!

Jiang Futing turned around, he didn't have time to see the person in front of him clearly, the person who had just been pushed to the ground by himself had already quickly got up, and once again raised his fist and shot out at himself.

He quickly raised his arm to fend off the sudden blow, and the moment he turned his head, there was a stabbing pain in his neck.

The cold liquid was quickly injected into his body.

This time, the dose was obviously much richer than the last one, and the familiar sharp pain in the blood vessels spread rapidly to every corner of the body.

There was a dull pain in his heart, and in just a moment, Jiang Futing even felt that he couldn't breathe.

He saw the person in front of him clearly, his hands became weak again, and the fists that had already flown out became soft and fell into the air.

The merciless laughter on the side was clearly extinguished in his ears, his consciousness was quickly stripped away, his body was fluttering, and everything around him seemed to be drifting away from him.

The extremities continued to be filled with a strange sense of coolness, different from the stiff coldness of the last time, which seemed to be pouring out of his bones like a tide, seeping through his nerves and cells, constantly churning, and even his consciousness was about to be drowned.

Jiang Futing clenched his teeth, cold sweat kept pouring out on his forehead, and his face was pale.

"Stop struggling! Die briskly! The onlookers scoffed contemptuously.

He stared at these people closely, and his distracted eyes were gradually covered with cold, and the darkness in his pupils was so deep that he couldn't see the bottom, like an endless black hole about to swallow everything around him.

The surging coldness quickly surged into his chest, and the sharp pain and the unstoppable force collided fiercely.

The aftermath invaded his limbs so quickly that his body was almost torn, and Jiang Futing felt that his whole body was overwhelmed by the icy tide.

The senses were wiped out in an instant, and the world was completely plunged into darkness.

The resolute body slowly slid down the wall, "Bang! He fell to the ground.

"Dead?" One of them casually kicked his motionless fingers on the ground.

The other person squatted down with some caution, stretched out his fingers tremblingly and put them on the tip of Jiang Futing's nose to probe, and the offensive that the other party had just suddenly displayed made him feel a little palpitating.

The finger stayed for a few seconds, then he raised his head in surprise and said to the other partners: "It's out of gas!" ”

The leader walked over from not far away, secretly pressed the Bluetooth headset hanging on his ear, and kept reporting for a moment: "Jiang Dong, the person is dead." ”

There seemed to be a few more words of instruction, and when he answered the phone, he nodded complimentarily, regardless of whether Jiang Jianyong on the other end of the phone could see it.

"Okay! Good! ”

Turning off the conversation, the man immediately put on a completely different appearance from just now, waved his hand to the person next to him, and said angrily: "Send it directly to the morgue and let Dr. Feng issue a death certificate." ”

"Yes!"

A few people were submissive, and hurriedly lifted their already cold bodies on the ground

, non-stop into the private elevator.

Jiang Futing's consciousness wandered in the darkness for a long time, and there was a vague noise around him, sometimes far and sometimes near.

It's very familiar, as if he's heard it somewhere, his mind is desperately condensed, he wants to rush up and get through the blurred things in front of him, but it seems to be blocked by an invisible force, and he can't get close.

"Ink God!" Who's calling this.

"Little Momo!" The most familiar and bright voice sounded again.

It seemed as if he had heard the voice somewhere, his mind wandering everywhere, blurry fragments passing before his eyes.

All kinds of fragments were mixed together, some people he knew, that was Lin Jin and Jiang Chao, and Li Ningru, before he had time to open his eyes and see clearly, the picture in front of him suddenly became some familiar characters.

He seemed to have seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember anything.

He and the people in the picture are like a thick veil, but the veil is so empty that he can't even touch it.

A violent wind suddenly blew in the ocean of thoughts, and all the fragments and images were suddenly crumpled into endless particles that swirled around him at high speed.

Jiang Futing felt that his center of gravity suddenly fell rapidly, and the huge speed brought a sense of weightlessness, and his already fragile soul almost collapsed and scattered.

"Momo!" The clear voice was like a Sanskrit sound, and it suddenly sounded eagerly, instantly driving away everything around it, tightly wrapping Jiang Futing's almost scattered consciousness.

His dark phoenix eyes suddenly opened in the airtight space.

Where is this?

Jiang Futing moved his body, and the perimeter of his limbs was a hard wall, and he couldn't move even an inch.

He lifted his hand and touched the top of his head, feeling his breath reciprocating from above.

Sure enough, even half of the upper arm couldn't be extended.

As far as the eye could see, there was a faint mist, and the body was extremely stiff from the cold.

In addition to the fog, the black gas, which used to be half-concealed and half-concealed, was now seen very clearly, and he could even distinguish the difference.

Jiang Futing moved his neck, and because his body had been frozen for too long, it was extremely difficult to move.

His neck had only moved an inch, and he looked up, and there wasn't even a slit above his head where he could feel the air.

Are you really alive?

Terrible thoughts suddenly rushed to his mind.

He closed his eyes and tried to calm down, feeling the heartbeat in his chest that had been throbbing, and with each beat, blood in his veins would burst out of his chest under the operation of this powerful movement.

Alive.

The panic was finally hidden.

He opened his eyes again, and a pair of large, round and dark eyes suddenly met him.

That little face was a little transparent, and his body was condensed only by the ghost qi of his whole body, Jiang Futing gasped, and his body unconsciously touched the metal wall on the side.

"Where's the voice?" Outside, on the unraveling table, a middle-aged man in a white lab coat was opening a body bag, and before the zipper could be opened, he raised his head and asked the two people standing across from him.

One of them shook his head, briefly recalled, and said with some uncertainty: "I heard you wrong." That's all for us. ”

The sound of talking from outside made Jiang Futing's heart happy, and his eyes met the child with a surprised expression on his face, and asked in a low voice, "Where is this?" ”

The kid hadn't recovered from his surprise and explained, "Morgue. ”

Jiang Futing's pupils constricted unconsciously, and then sneered, these people really couldn't wait to let themselves die completely, and continued to ask: "This is the corpse cabinet?" ”

The boy nodded, and floated around on him with interest, looking at him as if he were looking at a monster.

"Help me open the door." The other party's inquiring gaze made him quite uncomfortable, and he said lightly.

The little boy obviously hadn't seen enough, and after a while, he found that he really couldn't see anything famous, so he slowly said, "I can't drive." ”

Jiang Futing looked at him suspiciously.

The little boy was so pale that his grimace turned red without a trace, and he exclaimed in embarrassment: "I have no resentment, no ambition, and I am very weak." I've been dead for a few months, and I can't even touch anything! ”

Jiang Futing looked at me a little speechlessly, frowning a little worried, constantly probing this small space, thinking about how to get out.

The little boy guessed his intention at the moment, rolled his eyes, and made an idea for him: "If you want to go out, it's very simple, just scare them!" ”

Jiang Futing's bright eyes flashed with a hint of doubt.

(End of chapter)