I didn't have time to think about it, his knife arrived again, and his figure of more than two hundred catties became extremely sensitive.

And there wasn't much space in the kitchen, so I had a hard time dodging, and the most important thing was that I couldn't put him down, and there were two cuts on my arms.

The more I beat me, the more angry I became, and I went up and kicked him in the crotch, and regardless of whether he was okay or not, I knocked him down with three punches and two kicks.

At that moment, he closed his eyes.

After sending him to the hospital overnight, I called Huang Yongwei and asked him to come over and watch Huo Butian, and I rushed back to his house.

If someone really calculated him, then now, he should show up.

When I opened his door, there was a successful man in gold-rimmed glasses sitting in the living room.

He had a cup of coffee in his hand, but his eyes were fixed on the TV on the wall.

"You're here."

His tone was flat, as if he had been friends with me for many years.

"Who are you?"

I clenched my fists and looked at him warily.

"I'm the one who wants Huo Butian's life."

After he finished speaking, he put down the cup in his hand and looked at me.

With a national face, one-word eyebrows, and thick lips, this person looks very patriotic.

"Sit."

He pointed to the couch next to him.

After I sat down across from him, he kept his eyes on me.

After a long time, he smiled, "Let me introduce myself, I am a psychiatrist and Director Huo's doctor." ”

"Psychiatrist? When does he need a psychiatrist? ”

"Director Huo is unwell, isn't today an example?"

"Did you spell him?"

"Of course not?"

He smiled, reached out and picked up the coffee on the table, tapping the rim of the cup with a small spoon.

"Look at my eyes, what can you see?"

"What?"

I looked into his eyes, and it didn't matter, I felt like I was being swallowed up by the darkness.

Just like when I was in Five Immortals Town, I felt like my whole person had fallen into the abyss.

Ding——

A crisp thud pulled me back from the abyss.

I gasped for air, and he sat across from me with a smile on his face.

"How?"

"What kind of magic is this?"

"Definitely." He smiled, picked up his coffee and took a drink: "This is called psychological suggestion, these are the things you fear most in your heart, that's why you will fall into it, like, just like Director Huo." ”

I gasped, "What's your purpose?" ”

"No, it's just that someone paid for his life, and it can't leave a trace, so I came, but you're a stumbling block, so I just wanted to meet you."

"You've been hiding here?"

"Yes."

"Then why didn't I see you?"

"I'm hiding in his bedroom, it's just that when you entered the room, I used some tricks, psychological hints are not evil arts, it is impossible to manipulate people thousands of miles away, otherwise how could he cut you with a knife."

He always has a smile on his face when he speaks.

"With me, you can't kill him."

"Really?"

As soon as he finished speaking, I saw a figure in the lenses of his glasses rushing towards me.

He moved to the side, but no one pounced.

By the time I looked up again, the man's foot had already kicked me in the head.

With a bang, I felt like I had been hit in the head with a sledgehammer.

Collapsed on the couch, before he could get past it, he jumped up and kicked me in the chest.

I have a feeling that this is not a serious doctor, he has definitely practiced, and he is not below me.

Although he can dodge his killing moves, he has been pressed and beaten all the time.

Bang –

He kicked me off and smashed it on the coffee table, leaving a lot of holes in my back from broken glass, and I could feel the blood myself.

Leaning against the wall, I looked at him in front of me.

"As long as you promise not to stop me, I will not kill you."

"Then you kill me."

His face froze, "You don't dare to me." ”

"Do it."

I gritted my teeth and got up from the ground, both, and swung at him.

Caught off guard, I knocked out his eyes and punched me in the face.

He was angry and scuffled with me, and the more he beat me, the more frightened he became, he seemed to be a literati, but in fact his strength was much higher than mine, and he didn't look like he was going all out at all.

It's just that I don't know why, he keeps his hands everywhere and doesn't dare to kill me, otherwise I'm afraid I would have become a corpse a long time ago.

Finally, after taking a punch from me, he broke through the window and jumped out.

My eyelids jumped, this is the thirteenth fucking floor.

Ran to the window, found that there was no figure below, and looked up a few times, but there was nothing.

Sitting on the couch, I pulled out the broken glass from my body piece by piece.

I threw my blood-stained tissues from under the couch to the ground.

After a simple bandage of white cloth, I got dressed.

I've been in the army for a few years, it's not that I haven't seen a master, in the army, it's impossible to say that it's like flying on the wall in a martial arts novel, but there are not a few people who have real kung fu, like the person just now, that is definitely a real kung fu.

As he was thinking, the door opened, and the old lady walked in from outside.

She had a mop in her hand, and when she saw me, she smiled, miserable, and it was a smile of sympathy.

"Let it go, the ground is dirty."

"Auntie, who hurt you?"

"Let it go, the ground is dirty."

"Who hurt you?"

I spoke in a heavier tone.

She stopped what she was doing and suddenly raised her head, which was a face as white as paper, bleeding from seven holes.

I froze in my hand and looked at the strangulation mark on her neck.

"Is that the guy just now?"

"Yes."

Her voice was a little low, and after a hasty 'cleaning', she left the place.

It's that person again, what the hell is that person trying to do? Even if he wanted to harm Huo Butian, he shouldn't bring this old lady here.

He said he didn't know how to do sorcery, which in my opinion was.

I stayed overnight here, and the next day I came to the hospital with two dark circles under my eyes.

Huo Butian had already woken up, but he didn't know anything about what happened yesterday.

I also told Huang Yongwei about the specific situation, but he didn't seem to have the intention to ask me about what I told him, but just nodded a few words about this matter.

He said that the reason why that person didn't kill me must have been because he knew the special nature of my identity or my importance.

And the particularity of my identity is only known to people above the sub-bureau director or even the director, and the general system really doesn't know my particularity, which means that this is very problematic, and it is very likely that the deputy director of the East got it.

I asked Huo Butian to let go of this matter first, and first go after the old lady, this matter can't happen overnight, if you want to find out who stumbled, you must first find the murderer who killed the old lady......