The two lying on the ground were incapacitated, and fell into a coma motionless, and the night was full of care, and he now felt very dispowered, and almost had to rely on the wall for his movements. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I didn't recover for a long time, looking at the stairs one by one, Ye Que decisively gave up the plan to walk, and turned around and walked towards the elevator.

Walking very slowly, giving a feeling of being seriously ill, but wearing a security uniform, those who have watched too much TV will think that a secret infiltrated agent is carrying out a secret mission, especially the obvious traces of a fight on Ye Que's body.

Pressing the downward button, Ye Que leaned against the wall, lowered his head and waited silently. The body is soft, and I can't lift up any strength, and I don't like this feeling very much, and it's very unsteady.

The door to the safety exit next to him quietly opened, and a figure flashed out.

Ye Que could feel everything around him, felt the door of the safe exit open, and felt that someone was coming out, and what was even more strange was that the person who came out did not hesitate to pounce on him. But the feeling of detachment is too annoying, and the night lack is too lazy to even use the strength to raise his head.

A sharp scalpel rested on Yeque's neck, and the cold blade trembled against his neck.

"Don't move, or I'll kill you." Very domineering words, but the voice seems a little immature.

Don't move, the night is too lazy to move now, the timing of the loss of strength is just right, giving the other party a chance to take advantage of.

At this moment, the elevator door opened.

Ye Que felt that he was pushed vigorously by the other party, but his feet still didn't need his strength, and he almost fell into the elevator with a stumble, and hurriedly held on to the handrail in the elevator to stabilize his body.

Leaning on the handrail, Ye Que slowly straightened his half-squatting body, turned his senses, leaned against the wall, and panted hard. Exercising in the case of detachment is several times more fortunate than usual.

Before he could regain his senses, the scalpel was placed on his neck again.

The other party is a teenager, who is a little shorter than himself. Seriously, this guy is half an acquaintance.

The more familiar face I have seen more than once is the young man who was inadvertently targeted by Ye Que when he first entered the second district.

Wearing a unified hospital gown in the second district, the shirt was not buttoned, and the exposed inside was full of dense bandages, and the chest and abdomen were faintly eye-piercing red. His face was pale, and his bloodshot eyes were staring at the thick dark circles that were very prominent.

The body was weak and abnormal, and it was very simple to push someone, but he was so tired that he was panting like a cow, and beads of sweat the size of beans continued to drip from his forehead, and in a short time, sweat had soaked all the fabrics on his body.

"Be honest, don't force me to do it." The trembling hand clenched the scalpel, even if it was weaker than the current Ye Qian, he kept pressing the blade on Ye Qian's neck, not relaxing for a moment, his teeth clenched his lips, and he could see that he was working very hard.

"To tell you the truth, I've already stabbed two security guards, I don't want you to be the third, if you force me, I'll really kill you, you'd better do what I say honestly." In order to appear murderous, he deliberately distorted his face to the point where he could not be seen.

Ye Que didn't speak, didn't move, just leaned his head against the wall, trying to regain his strength.

Listening to the young man's statement, the two security guards should have been injured by him, but how could the two strong people miss such a weak patient, they couldn't figure it out, and they didn't want to think about it anymore, anyway, both of them were dealt with by themselves in the end, whether they were dead or alive, they couldn't take care of it at all, and they didn't care about it.

The elevator descended very slowly, but the boy seemed very anxious, muttering something in his mouth, the voice was very small, but Ye Que could hear it very clearly, what it was, but Ye Que didn't understand it at all.

The elevator door opened, and the outside was not as empty as usual, and there was a dense circle of people, and at a glance, heh, it was all security guards.

Not only what happened in the ward, but also the fight in the corridor at night to being held hostage by a teenager was completely captured by the ubiquitous camera.

How can the most serious incident in history not attract attention.

After receiving the order from above, the security guards rushed towards the elevator entrance with great momentum. Seeing this situation, the young man was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly took Ye Que in front of him, and the hand holding the scalpel kept waving in the air, "Get out of the way, get out of the way, or I'll kill him." ”

The roar was so loud that it almost shook the night in front of him to tinnitus.

After roaring, the young man seriously pressed the blade against Ye Que's neck, and the blade that flashed with cold light left a short red line between his neck.

When the security guards crowded forward saw this scene, they quickly stopped, and they only said that they had captured this kid alive, but they did not say that he had a hostage in his hands, and he was also his own colleague. In such a deep contact, but after all, you can't look up and look down, in case there is a mistake or something, you will always be a little embarrassed.

As the young man slowly walked out of the elevator with the night in his arms, everyone was constantly retreating, but they still maintained a state of surroundment.

The security guards have weapons in their hands, from batons to electric shockers, and I don't understand when the night is missing, and I don't have it for Mao, do you really have to look at the looks, but we look good.

The elevator on the first floor is from one side to the other, and the distance between it will not exceed ten meters, but it took more than ten minutes for the boy and the night to arrive.

"Button." The young man commanded that the night was missing, and the tone of affirmation was unquestionable. Ye Que raised his hand and touched it lightly, and then he drooped weakly beside him, feeling a little strong, which was a good start to the recovery process.

The elevator door opened, and the young man slowly retreated inward with the night gap in his arms, paying careful attention to every move around him.

The elevator on this side is a little different from the one on that side, the main difference is that there is an extra button on the basement floor, which is different from the garage, it is to send these patients up, and then there are security guards to send them to various wards, it seems to be a research center or something, the night lack is not very clear, I have never been there, and the elevator is also very small, as if the operating room is on it, and the night lack smashes the mouth and recalls.

The boy dragged Ye Que into the elevator and pressed the button on the basement floor in a somewhat rusty way.

A group of surrounding security guards, who did not dare to step forward, held their respective weapons, kept shouting at the teenagers in the elevator, the sound was very noisy and chaotic, and in a short time, the quiet floor almost turned into a vegetable market.

The noisy sound also attracted several beautiful nurses MM to come to see the excitement, but they were ruthlessly dispersed by the security guards on the periphery, and the aggrieved eyes when they left, like facing a negative man who played with themselves, the acting skills were so high that people were surprised.

A security guard rushed out of the crowd, pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and quickly connected it.

After talking respectfully, he put the phone back into his pocket, and pointed at the elevator where Ye Que was with a stick, "It was said above, as long as the patient is responsible, everything else is responsible." ”

In a word, it was almost shouted, and the sound immediately drowned out the noise, like water dripping into a hot oil pot, and at that moment, the entire elevator exploded around the pot.

"Quick, quick, drag them out."

"Brother, I'm sorry, this is what I was ordered from above."

"Don't squeeze it, just get him out。。。。。"

There are all kinds of sounds, so noisy, noisy, more powerful than the vegetable market, everyone's voices are almost all roaring, and it is to help the old man, the scene is enough to shock the general supper, the night is trapped in the elevator, and the waves of sound are dizzy.

"You, don't come here, I'm not welcome to come here again." Faced with the form in front of him, the young man was a little panicked, holding a scalpel and waving it continuously, trying to force back the slowly approaching crowd.

"Leave him alone, get rid of his knife and drag him out." This is the words sent by the security guard who just answered the phone, and it seems that there is no need to think about the safety of the night shortage.

Electric shockers and sticks flew wildly in the air, all trying to knock down the knife in the boy's hand. That kind of brute force dance, I don't care about the colleagues who stand in front of me at all.

The relatively wide elevator door was suddenly blocked by water, and inside the door, only a scalpel flashing with cold light drew a graceful arc in the air. Outside the door, countless so-called weapons are also constantly dancing, with a posture of gradually invading inward.

And Ye Que, who is a meat shield, is still standing at the forefront, and his psychology is a little uncalm, he really doesn't want to stay here, looking at this formation, he wants to be beaten to death by a stick, which is really aggrieved.

In just a short time, the confrontation between the two sides lost its fairness, the young man was not only panicked but also weak, and the speed of swinging was not as good as a moment, and the big men were fierce one by one, and there were many companions behind them to support, and when they attacked, they came to a complete stop.

The distance of the confrontation is shortened inch by inch, as a meat shield, the night lack is very glorious to carry out his mission, those so-called weapons to the night lack of attack each no less than 2 times, the whole body is almost beaten red, but open your eyes to look at the colleagues opposite, none of them are embarrassed, the wielding is a hideous face, I can't wait to jerk at once to settle things, all other considerations are left behind, and some are just prey in the eyes.

Night Lack is in a very mysterious realm, to put it mildly, it hurts and is happy, a stick or something, it really hurts to be whipped on the body with all your strength, especially a lot of them are smashed on the head, that kind of dizzy and painful feeling Night Lack I don't like it. But the electric shocker hit the body, and the feeling of indulgence came back, and before I had time to experience it, I was awakened by the pain of a stick whipping, and I was not in a hurry to come back to my senses, and the feeling of indulgence appeared again, back and forth, over and over again, like two heavens of ice and fire.

There are too many repetitions, the night is tired, and I am angry, stretching out my feet and kicking the security guard standing in the front, girl, you smoke Lao Tzu the most and the most ruthless。。。。。

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