At the same time, several bodyguards surrounded the gray-haired chief, all the way backwards to the back of the car, ready to return to the bulletproof glass-filled car.

After the chief was involuntarily carried back a few steps by the bodyguards, he suddenly shook his hand, raised his eyebrows, and commanded majestically: "You all let go of your hands, go over and see if the person who was shot is still saved! Also, send two people to guard the child's side, don't let the people around him get close to him and disturb him, it is estimated that he is now healing himself!"

The bodyguards did not dare to carry out his orders, but still gathered around him, for fear that there would be a second round of attacks by the gunmen in ambush.

When the chief saw that they did not carry out their orders, and knew that they were afraid that they would have an accident and that he could not blame them, he walked forward on his own until he came to the place where he was meditating on the sneering day.

The bodyguards had no choice but to maintain a huddled formation and follow him to the entrance of the hospital. Two of them leaned down to look at the injuries of the two bodyguards who had been shot, only to see that one of them had been shot in the forehead and was hopeless. Another had a bloody gun hole on his neck, which was "bubbling" and blistering out, and the person was still twitching slightly, and he should not be dead yet.

At this time, the special police, snipers, and bodyguards who were ambushed nearby as guards heard the gunshots and rushed over one after another. The lawn in front of the hospital was suddenly full of steel guns and people, and many military uniformed figures patrolled the lawn, looking for possible lurking killers.

The chief ordered one of his attendants to hurry up and stop the bleeding of the wounded bodyguard, wait for the ambulance to come, and then stood there, staring intently at the sneering sky who was sitting on the ground with his eyes closed, with a look of surprise on his face.

After just a while, Sneer opened his eyes, slowly stood up, turned his head and saw the injured bodyguard who was bleeding and convulsing, and hurriedly walked over to let the attendant who was about to stop him from bleeding away, and then he knelt down, put his right index finger and middle finger together, and poured true qi into the "gurgling" bloody gun hole. In less than a minute or two, the blood in the gun's eye began to stop.

Then, he spread out the palm of his right hand again, and pressed the palm of his luck palm on the middle dantian acupoint of the bodyguard.

The bodyguard shook his whole body, snorted a few times, and slowly opened his eyes.

In less than five minutes, he not only stopped the blood of the dying bodyguard, but also woke him up from his coma, and everyone around him was stunned.

The chief, who had been watching quietly, saw him stand up, and suddenly said, "Young man, you go upstairs with me, I have something to ask you." ”

After speaking, he turned around and entered the gate of the hospital, and walked straight up the stairs without taking the elevator.

It was only at this time that Sneer Xiaotian completely saw the face of this chief: he should be the chief who often sees in the news that the country's core decision-making level ranks fifth, mainly focusing on discipline inspection and supervision work, and is a well-known iron-clad man. It is said that when many corrupt officials heard his name, their hairs stood on end, and they could not sleep peacefully at night.

It was a great honor for such an admirable leader to ask himself questions. Although the bullet in his wound has not been forced out with his true qi now, he can't care so much, so he followed those bodyguards and climbed upstairs with the fifth chief.

Sneer Xiaotian guessed correctly: this No. 5 leader went to see the old chief.

When the No. 5 chief was young, he worked in a state-owned enterprise for many years, starting from the most basic technician, and slowly promoted from workshop director, secretary of the Youth League Committee, and deputy factory director to factory director and party secretary. During his tenure as the director of the factory, the factory turned losses into profits in one fell swoop from the original long-term loss-making state, and later became a major profit and tax company.

At that time, the old chief was still serving as the main leader of the country's core decision-making level, and once he went to inspect this enterprise, and he was very appreciative of the ability and character of the No. 5 chief, and soon after the inspection, he was directly transferred to the central government, first serving as deputy minister of a certain department, and then quickly promoted to the governor and secretary of the provincial party committee of a certain province, and finally smoothly entered the highest decision-making level of the state.

Therefore, the fifth chief has a deep affection for the old chief, and when he was seriously ill some time ago, he personally visited the hospital twice. This time, he heard Lin Meng say that the old chief's condition had improved, so he rushed over to visit and condole again.

At the door of the ward, Lin Meng's wife Xue Ningning came out to greet the No. 5 leader and invited him into the ward.

Sneering Tian didn't know if Lin Xue was inside, so he hesitated at the door and didn't go in immediately.

At this time, Xue Ningning suddenly came out again, saw Sneer Xiaotian at a glance, and hurriedly beckoned to him, saying, "Xiao Leng, come in." The chief is waiting for you inside. ”

Sneer Xiaotian had no choice but to step in, and when he looked inside, he saw that the fifth chief was standing by the bedside, bending slightly, holding the old chief's right hand with both hands, and greeting the old chief with a smile. Xue Ningning was busy making tea for the No. 5 chief. Other than that, there is no one else.

Seeing that the eccentric Lin Xue was not in the ward, Sneering Tian sighed and walked over to stand by the bedside.

This is Xue Ningning pouring tea and turning around, seeing the blood on Sneer Xiaotian's body at a glance, he exclaimed: "Xiao Leng, what's the matter? Are you injured?"

When the gunshots rang out downstairs just now, she was serving the old chief to take medicine, and she didn't bother to pay attention to it, so she didn't know about the thrilling scene just now.

The No. 5 leader straightened up, looked at Sneer Xiaotian very kindly, and said to Xue Ningning: "This young man is good, he saved my life just now and blocked several bullets for me. By the way, young man, are those bullets still in you? Have you practiced some qigong or something?"

Sneer Xiaotian nodded and said politely: "Hello chief, I have practiced qigong for several years. It doesn't matter if I have these bullets in my body for the time being, I just need to force them out later. ”

"Oh, you still have this kind of kung fu?"

Chief Five asked with interest.

At this time, the old chief sat up with difficulty, beckoned to Sneer, and said, "Child, come here, let me see your injuries." ”

Sneering Tian walked over as he said. The old chief lifted the placket of his shirt, looked at the bullet holes, and said to the fifth chief: "Benjamin, this kid is not simple! I won't tell you the truth, the old man was about to report to the door of Marx's old man's house, and he forcibly pulled me back. Moreover, now my condition has improved day by day, and I am estimated to live for a few more years. ”

After listening to the old chief's words, the No. 5 leader quietly and carefully observed Sneer's appearance, and saw that he was handsome and heroic, so he nodded secretly, and said: "Young man, while there are no outsiders here, you luck can force the bullet in your body out! To be honest, I am also more curious and want to see your real kung fu." ”

Sneering Tian nodded, and asked Xue Ningning to find a bundle of gauze and a few bandages, and prepare to bandage. Then take off your shirt and stand in an upright position, your eyes slightly closed, and concentrate. A few minutes later, there was a steaming heat coming out of his head.

When he felt that the true qi in his body had condensed into a ball, Sneer Xiaotian clenched his hands into fists, concentrated his mental power, and pushed that true qi towards the wound on his chest.

I only heard a muffled sound of "pop", and a bloody bullet shot out of the wound and fell to the ground with a "pop".

It was only then that the Fifth Leader had a look of surprise on his face. He stared at the bloody warhead on the ground, looking a little incredulous.

Sneering Tian puffed up, and continued to impact the remaining wounds with his true qi. I only heard the sound of "Bo Bo Bo" endlessly, and all the remaining warheads were rushed out by him with real anger.

Xue Ningning saw that the blood was pouring from his wound, and he hurriedly went up to bandage it with gauze and bandages.

Sneering Tiantian waved his hand and said, "Aunt Xue, don't be busy first, I have to seal the wound and stop the bleeding before I can bandage it." ”

As he spoke, he sat down on a chair and closed his eyes for a few minutes as he had just done on the lawn, and then asked Xue Ningning to bandage his wounds.

Seeing that he was so badly wounded and bleeding so much, but still full of energy, the fifth leader couldn't help but be even more surprised, stared at him for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Young man, how old are you now?" Are you studying or already working?"

"I'm twenty years old and I'm in my senior year at Capital University. ”

"Oh, we're still alumni! What are you studying?"

"Department of Chinese Language and Literature, Department of Journalism and Media. ”

"Are you ready to go to graduate school after graduation?"

"I don't know about this yet, maybe I can take the test!"

The old chief listened to the fifth chief's question in such detail, and vaguely guessed his intentions, so he asked him: "Jieming, do you want to take Xiao Leng with you as a secretary?"

The Fifth Chief smiled and said, "I can't hide anything from your wise eyes. Yes, I think Xiao Leng is very suitable for secretary work in terms of appearance, character, talent, education, etc. It's just that the young man is still a little younger now, and he doesn't have enough experience, so it would be better if he could have some grassroots work experience. ”

Xue Ningning said with a smile next to him: "Secretary Bai, you are a famous cold bread man, and you don't approve of people easily, but today you gave Xiao Leng such a high evaluation, it seems that you really like Xiao Leng's talent." ”

The fifth leader also smiled and said, "Here is the old chief, Ning Ning, don't say what kind of Bao Gong I am." ”

Then he turned his head to Sneer Xiaotian and said, "By the way, Xiao Leng, since your qigong can cure the old chief's illness, it must also be effective for many incurable diseases." My wife had a strange migraine that could not be cured in the hospital, and she often had trouble eating or drinking in pain. Otherwise, she will come back from the south in a few days, and trouble Ning Ning to take you to my house and treat her with qigong to see if it has any effect. ”

Sneer Xiaotian and Xue Ningning hurriedly agreed.