Dr. Khoo did not hesitate to put him on the ground and began to do CPR for 30 seconds...... 60 seconds...... One minute...... Five minutes...... Ten minutes......

Sweating profusely, Dr. Qiu finally gave up the coherent mechanical hand movements, and he could not have imagined that in the blink of an eye, just now, in front of him, a person died.

The pressure comes from the outside world, but also from oneself, and on this night, too many people died.

The fat man was smiling coldly on the side, and he could hear that he was laughing from the bottom of his heart, and it seemed that he had completed a satisfactory work.

Dr. Qiu felt lonely like he had never felt before, a qiē happened too suddenly and inexplicably, and the fat man, why he laughed, why he was so cold-blooded.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I said that those corpses can't be touched, he will die if he touches them."

"Really?" Dr. Qiu thought that he could understand this matter lightly, but would it be this death after being infected, and when he remembered that the fat man was standing between him and Zhidong's companions just now, maybe he had made some small movements, so he questioned the fat man.

"I saw you turn your head just now, what did you see?"

The fat man said nonchalantly, "No, you should believe me this time, he is infected by those corpses, just like the policeman." ”

"Then I also touched him just now, is it also dangerous, go to the hospital, I want to go to the hospital." Dr. Khoo slowly stepped back, finished speaking, and walked straight out.

The fat man grabbed his arm and grabbed him firmly with a force that invaded his bones, and the soreness immediately stopped him.

"You...... What are you doing? Dr. Qiu couldn't understand why the fat man who had just experienced the accident had so much power, and suddenly, he didn't seem to know this person.

"The hospital can't save your life." The fat man still didn't let go, but stared at him with wide eyes.

"How do you know. You...... Be...... Who? Dr. Qiu didn't know why he doubted his identity, or that he subconsciously told him that he was a stranger.

"Don't you know who I am?"

"I'm not asking about this, I'm asking about - who are you?"

"Didn't Xiong Layue sue you?"

"Uncle Xiong? Forget it, I'll go to the hospital myself and let me go. Dr. Khoo wanted to shake off his hand. But the more I struggled, the more it hurt.

The fat man didn't care at all, and only said, "Sue me, did Xiong Layue mention the "Thirty-six Techniques of Taoism" in the story she told you? ”

"What thirty-six, I don't know, inexplicable." Dr. Khoo began to get bored.

"I'll ask again, you heard clearly, the thirty-six techniques of Taoism." As the fat man popped out of his mouth word by word, there was something black in his other hand.

Dr. Khoo flinched, and he could see clearly. It's a gun, the gun of Zhidong's companion, just a little careless, and it was used by the fat man as a weapon to threaten himself.

"I don't want to bother talking anymore, if you don't say it, I'll let you die." The fat man spoke his thoughts without concealment, like the roar of a beast that was cold and piercing.

Dr. Qiu forced himself to calm down, and the person in front of him had lost his reason. In this case, only by satisfying his requirements can he find a chance to get out.

"Yes. Uncle Xiong did talk about it in the story, but haven't you also heard the story he told? ”

"You don't have to worry about this, let me ask you, did he say where the "Thirty-six Techniques of Taoism" is hidden?"

"How would I know, besides, it's just a story, and it's not true."

"Yes. Then I'm sorry. The fat man put the muzzle of the gun against Dr. Qiu's forehead, and was about to pull the trigger.

Dr. Qiu tensed the muscles of his whole body, and he would never have thought that as a doctor, he would die in this way. It's not a disease, it's not an accident, it's a homicide.

The whole world suddenly stood still, silent.

"Beep ......"

At the moment of life and death, he heard the horn of a car and the sound of a heavy engine not far away.

The two high-beam headlights shone straight at them, the halo became bigger and bigger, and Dr. Qiu couldn't see anything clearly, followed by two gunshots "bang", and finally "bang", the fat man was knocked over at least three meters away, and the lights disappeared immediately.

After the lights went out, an off-road vehicle stopped less than ten centimeters away from Dr. Qiu, the driver's seat window was lowered, and a round head was looking around in panic.

"Dr. Qiu, get in the car."

Dr. Qiu couldn't believe his eyes, how could it be a fat man, another fat man who was exactly the same.

The fat man was clean, except for the sweat on his head. In between, Dr. Khoo prefers to believe that the fat man in the car is real, not only that he is driving an off-road vehicle to give people away, but that he has saved his own life.

Dr. Khoo opened the door of the car closest to him, got into the car, and immediately turned around and drove onto the road.

The fat man grabbed the steering wheel and looked at Dr. Qiu from the center rearview mirror from time to time, feeling that he was not in good spirits, after all, it was not a joke to be pointed at the head with a gun.

Dr. Qiu had not yet recovered from the panic just now, and there was nowhere to vent the questions in his head, and when he noticed that someone was watching him, his sharp eyes immediately stimulated the person in the central rearview mirror.

"I said......" The fat man was not embarrassed by him, and opened his mouth first.

"Who are you?" Dr. Qiu didn't let him continue, but tried to keep his voice down, and asked with extreme restraint, just now it made his vigilance to the extreme, and he couldn't tolerate a little doubt, nor a trace of delay.

He wants to be anti-guest-oriented, at least the first to take the lead.

"You still ask me who I am, and I want to know, why did that person point a gun at you just now, and the policeman who was with you, shouldn't he be protecting you?"

"He's dead, you're dead."

"What, what are you kidding, I hurriedly came to pick you up, but I was wronged to kill someone, why did I kill someone, but you can tell me."

"I don't know, but what kind of magic you used."

"The more you talk about it, the more outrageous it becomes, it's not Uncle Xiong's story, there is no such thing in reality." The fat man thought Dr. Khoo was really scared silly.

"Then why did you hit him?" Dr. Khoo asked rhetorically.

"Nonsense, if you don't bump into him, can you still talk to me now?"

Dr. Khoo was speechless, it seemed that he was not a person who could take the initiative.

The fat man said, "Okay, okay, I think it's time for you to get some rest, and I'll call you when it's time." ”

Dr. Qiu slowly leaned back on the leather pillow in the back seat and sighed helplessly, but he was not sleepy at all, and his thoughts were full of thoughts.

Suddenly, the fat man saw a white object floating in the left side mirror, followed by a few pieces of white paper flying behind the car and falling on the road. (To be continued......)