Billy and Pete's car drove close to Midley Street, and it was already quiet, Billy lowered the window and looked out, it was pitch black.

There was a faint sound of moaning and crying in the darkness.

"Do you see anyone?" Billy asked, confused.

Pete glanced outside: "Didn't see it, did you see the meteorite?" ”

He skillfully played the steering wheel, and the car turned to the other side, and there was no one here, so go and have a look over there.

…...

Four kilometers away.

The police car ambulance flashed its lights and drove into St. Bania's hospital with its lights blazing. Behind him were the cars of four fake doctors.

"I think I can go and be a doctor." Maruda said with a smile.

"You're just saying, oh, this guy is alive, lie still! Someone will carry you in a moment! Weiss scoffed.

"Pretty good!" Hardway was quite satisfied, and it was an amazing feeling to treat a group of thugs and wounded in the midst of a group of police officers, and to be treated as a doctor.

There are so many wounded that they have been shunted to several nearby hospitals, including St. Bania's Hospital.

The car turned into the parking lot, parked, and Hardway opened his bag: "One person with a stethoscope, a pen, and a flashlight." ”

"All phones are on silent!"

"Signal jammer belt."

The movements are crisp and neat, and these four people are all from a special forces.

…...

In the hospital room at the end of the corridor on the first floor, Hassan looked at the white coat in front of him, an intern named Harim, who also had dark skin and curly hair.

"Brother! Help me find my phone. ”

"I'm not your brother!" Harim replied dismissively, tucking the clipboard in his hand in front of him.

He has studied hard for more than ten years, and he doesn't know how many of his peers have mixed into the MD realm, and he is called a brother by a gangster full of tattoos, as long as he dares to respond, he will have to sit at a table by himself for dinner tomorrow.

As long as he dares to respond, he won't want to make those suitable friends in this hospital in the future.

…...

Gangsters and doctors are two links in the medical assembly line, gangsters make up injuries in the upstream, and doctors treat the injured in the downstream, but doctors will never express their gratitude because the gangsters have created demand!

I'm reading with a lamp, and you are singing and dancing on the streets, disturbing people, fighting, hurting people, and robbing!

I'm working hard, you're singing and dancing in the streets, disturbing people, fighting, hurting, and robbing!

I'm saving lives, you are singing and dancing on the streets, disturbing people, fighting, hurting people, and robbing!

I'm working overtime and staying up late in the face of other people's contemptuous eyes, you are singing and dancing on the streets, disturbing people, fighting, hurting people, and robbing!

I am fighting for the future and hope of our people, you are singing and dancing in the streets, disturbing people, fighting, hurting people, and robbing!

Such a person dares to call me brother?!

I can't bear it!!

"Alright, doctor!"

Harim grimaced, writing a record of his observations on a piece of paper.

"I want my phone, look at, look at... For the sake of our skin tone! Hassan pleaded.

Harim gestured to the cleaning bag on the ground: "Inside, find it yourself." ”

"Fack! Will I die if I get it? Hassan cursed.

Sure enough, it was a gangster, and one went crazy if it didn't go his way, and Harim said lightly: "It will stink to death!" ”

After saying that, Harim patted his pocket and went out without looking back, and the police officer on duty at the door obviously heard these words and smiled at him.

Harim's heart warmed.

In the room, Hassan endured the pain, slowly moved down, and suddenly accidentally fell off the bed, slammed on the ground, and screamed so badly that even snot spurted out.

Fortunately, many people in this building are used to it, so they just glanced this way and retracted their gaze.

The police officer looked into the door, sneered, hugged his shoulders and watched a good show, at this efficiency, it took at least half an hour to get the mobile phone and make a call.

Harim didn't go far and turned around: "What's wrong?" ”

"I fell out of bed in order to get my phone." The officer said with a smile.

"Are you really going to get them to call? What if you attract more thugs? Harim asked, frowning.

"I can call for reinforcements at any time!" The officer glanced inside and shrugged, "It's their right to call, and I can't stop it." ”

Harim nodded and left.

Although the police officer said this, he was also vigilant in his heart, these gangsters were obviously coming to make a big case, but according to his understanding of these people, this situation could not be sued to them at all.

With a knife in the hospital inexplicably painful, can you be locked up for a few days? The gangster's lawyer may also use this to sue the hospital for a large sum of money, but as for the reason, only God knows.

But if the next person can be pulled out, then it is possible to convict these people.

Let's fight! Let's fight! The officer whispered, his eyes shining.

in the room.

Hassan curled up in a ball, waiting for the pain to pass, he was only a hand away from the bag, but he couldn't reach out his hand, and every movement of his whole body brought severe pain.

It hurts to even breathe!

He struggled to reach out, and Dan and Russ in the other two beds opened their eyes, looking at him expectantly.

"You can do it, Hassan! Come on! ”

"Fack! You don't know how much pain I have! ”

The hand finally pulled the bag, pulled it closer, overturned over, and a stench rushed out.

"Oh God!"

Hassan hurriedly turned his head, and let out another scream of pain.

"You might have on your pants." Dance said weakly to Russ Jr.

"I don't remember I had, but I remember you had!"

Hassan cried on the ground.

"What's wrong?"

"I caught! The phone is in the! ”

Outside the door, the police officers were already wearing masks, and their eyes were full of excitement to watch the show.

"Bear with it!"

"Hold on, brother! There's nothing to be afraid of, that's probably what you pulled yourself! ”

Hassan cried as he picked up the phone, and in a moment he was going to talk to it.

The smartphone is locked, and you have to press the password to get in.

It's definitely not easy to press the correct password with a hand with, and no mobile phone's touch screen system can have such a strong ability to distinguish between them, and there are problems with water, let alone!

"Put... You have to... Wipe your fingers clean... Hassan..."Dans reminded with one hand covering his nose and mouth, humming.

"Screen... Screen..."Little Russ added, twisting his head to the side.

Why am I so unlucky!

Hassan threw himself on the ground in grief, a puddle of already stuck to the screen of his phone, whether it was his own or not, it was disgusting!

He pulled a piece of clothing and wiped it vigorously, but fortunately, the clothes were soaked with sweat and had the effect of a rag.

Finally, the screen was wiped "clean", and the fingers were also wiped "clean".

"Boss's phone ......"

Press dial.

A long dial tone, which sounds so faint.

"Amplify!" The two of them shouted on the bed.

Hassan pressed the amplification button, and he was so sick that he wanted to vomit.

Outside the door, the eyes of the police officer immersed in voyeurism showed a strong sense of excitement, the phone was full of shit, and that guy was actually like this...... Admire!

He took out his phone from his pocket, and this scene had to be recorded.

Outside the side door, the four Hardaway carried signal jammers.

I estimated it, fifty meters away, this is about the same, and I just took it with me when I left.

Just put it in the grass of the green belt.

Nod, open!

The red light flashes, and the power is maximum.

Within fifty meters, the mobile phone signal was seriously interfered with!

Pick it up, Boss! Pick it up!

On Midley Street, Amrath sat on the ground with his shoulders on his shoulders, bleeding profusely, looking at the building that had collapsed into two pieces, stunned.

"Boss, your phone is ringing. ... Oh, I heard me wrong. ”

"Let's go!" Amrath glanced nostalgically at the street, struggling to get up and burrow into the alley. The three younger brothers helped him to find the car.

Although the building collapsed, the whole block was theirs, and there were many cars that could be used.

They had already heard the sound of the police car, and looking at the chaos on the streets, they must have been caught and questioned non-stop, and Amrath didn't want to be put in the bureau.

Inside, there is no way to enjoy anything, and the situation outside will become complicated.

If it weren't for me, I don't know how many people on this street are kings and how many people are dominant!

I found a relatively large off-road vehicle, probably left by those guests today, and now it is very chaotic outside, many people come by car, but they run away without driving.

A younger brother skillfully smashed the car window with one shot, opened the car door, swept away the debris and went in to start the car.

Amrath struggled to get into the car: "What about Tim and Gigi? ”

"I didn't pay attention, maybe I ran away!" The younger brother who was driving said carefully, the boss looked fierce in the back, and looked a little infiltrating.

"Are there any weapons in this car?"

"There's a gun."

"Throw it out."

"What?"

"Didn't you hear the police car?" Amrath roared.

The younger brother hurriedly took out a gun from under his seat and threw it out of the window, a bit of a pity, the gangsters without guns are like wild dogs without teeth, and they can only be scary with their disgusting appearance.

Fortunately, it's not too difficult to get some guns in the gang, and there should be some stock in the place where you want to go, in short, to break out of the encirclement now, safety is the first thing.

Amrath in the back seat sighed, this time the loss was too great.

It may be possible to lose all the previous accumulation.

"Boss, you're injured, do you want to go to the hospital?"

"No, go to Zone A."

The car increased the throttle and slammed through the street, missing a few police cars and disappearing into the darkness.

Amrath let out a long exhalation and rested his head heavily on his back pillow: ""

…...

Hassan listened helplessly as the dial tone disappeared and the signal bar on it became completely absent.

The expression of wanting to cry without tears looks ridiculous.

"What's wrong?" Dans and Russ Jr. couldn't help but ask.

"No signal..."

"Shit! Yes! The scolding tugged at the wound again, and a chain reaction twisted them again.

How don't you put your phone with to your mouth?

The police officer who had been peeping outside the door and secretly recording the video with his mobile phone was also very curious, if it weren't for the fact that it was too smelly inside, he would have wanted to go in and tell them - the phone, it's not like that!

Behind him, four strong men in white coats wearing masks quietly walked by.

…...