When Jack, Angela, and Hannah arrived at room 365 on the third floor, it was already a mess, a large hole had been cut in the drywall partition wall on the right side of the door, and the butler went around into the bedroom, Lucy was shot in the chest and fell to the ground, and the two strong men scuffled with Tim, and a Latino woman on the living room couch was shivering with a newborn baby in her arms.

Jack was afraid of accidental injury and didn't dare to shoot, and was about to pull out his baton and step forward, when Angela and Hannah behind him took out a taser and stepped forward, skillfully stunning the two strong men.

"Lucy!" Tim, who had a blue nose and swollen face, didn't bother to get up, and crawled up to Lucy, who fell to the ground, and ripped off the body armor on her chest.

"Ahem...... Cough...... I'm fine. Lucy, who regained consciousness, let out a violent cough and pulled a bulletproof plate from her chest, which was impressively embedded with a deformed warhead.

"Vance Marcus ran away, and he confessed that he was the murderer of my wife." Seeing that Lucy was okay, Tim picked up a pistol from the ground and rushed out of the room, and Jack was worried that something would happen to him, so he chased after him.

"Officer Bradford, don't worry, Marcus can't run away, reinforcements downstairs have arrived." Jack, who was following Tim, tried to calm him down, and now that the situation is reversed, his own side is sure to win, and he must be careful of the opponent's counterattack.

Tim just rushed to the staircase at the other end to look down, a shuttle of bullets grazed his scalp and flew by, the bullets formed a dangerous ricochet on the hard wall, this guy completely ignored the bullets like crazy, took advantage of the other party's reload of the magazine, directly turned over the handrail, jumped from the third floor to the stairs on the second floor, and pulled the trigger on Marcus, who was trying to change the magazine of the Uzi submachine gun in his hand.

Tim made a mistake when he forgot to check the remaining bullets after picking up his pistol, and the first bullet hit the body armor on Marcus' chest, knocking him back two steps, and when he tried to pull the trigger again, his Glock was empty.

Seeing that Marcus had already lifted the loaded Uzi and was about to kill Tim, Jack stumbled to the scene, pulled the trigger again and again, and 6 powerful Dot 357 Magnum directly penetrated the body armor, and the cavity effect left 6 fist-sized shooting wounds in his back.

"Farkyu Bradford, you nearly killed both of us." Jack collapsed in the middle of the stairs, blood gushing from his calf.

The bullet didn't hit Tim, but it ricocheted at the wall, and one of the shots hit Jack's right calf in the back, but fortunately it didn't hit the leg bone due to the angle, but stayed in the abdominal muscles of the leg.

Seeing this, Tim hurriedly took out a tourniquet from the first aid bag on his waist and tied it under the knee of Jack's right leg, with a guilty face, he was indeed carried away by hatred just now, this is not what a veteran should be: "I'm sorry boy, it's my fault, thank you." ”

Jack didn't think too much about it, watching Zoe and the black-faced superintendent appear at the entrance of the building, followed by a group of SWAT and police colleagues, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it was finally over.

"Jack." Seeing that he was shot in the calf and fell to the ground, Zoe's anxious heart was full of words, and he wanted to push Tim away and go forward to check it out himself.

"Superintendent Anderson, I'm fine, I shouldn't have hurt my bones, did you find Officer Bishop?" Her injuries were very serious. Jack deliberately accentuated the salutation, intended to remind.

Zoe also realized that she was a little out of shape, and her relationship with Jack must not be exposed, otherwise not only Jack's future would be ruined, but her family's path to politics planned for her would also be devastated.

"Bishop has been taken to the central hospital by ambulance, is there anyone else injured upstairs?"

"Lucy was shot in the chest, but it was blocked by body armor, it should be fine, there is a pregnant woman and a baby who just gave birth upstairs and will be handed over to you, I will take Jack to the hospital first." Tim said as he put one of Jack's arms around his neck and helped him stand on one foot.

Zoe's eyes were still full of concern, and she nodded, "I'll come to see you in the hospital later." ”

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With a thud, a dot-40 bullet from the Uzi submachine gun lay intact in a stainless steel tray, and Grey put down the tweezers, although she couldn't see her face clearly while wearing a mask, but there was a smile in the corner of her eyes.

"Little Jack, you're lucky, the bullet is less than two centimeters into the flesh, you don't need to stitch it up, you can leave an opening to drain pus, but it will get better faster, and you will be able to walk on the ground in about a week."

Because the injury on the leg did not require general anesthesia, Jack was conscious at this time, and he was trying his best to suppress the damn sequelae, and a smile barely appeared on his face when he heard this: "Thank you, Dr. Gray, my luck has always been good, you know." ”

Grey expertly bandaged the wound, naughtily tied a bow on it, deliberately leaned in front of him, and patted his handsome face gently, so close that Jack could even feel her snort through her mask.

"I can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, and remember to come back to me in three days to change the dressing, which is an extra service."

The nurse and aunt on the side giggled like an old hen: "Or you just give him an extra two days of hospitalization, and I can arrange for him to be in the separate ward where you take your daily lunch break to ensure that no one disturbs you." ”

If it weren't for watching a few seasons of that medical drama, Jack really wouldn't mind having something happen to Grey, after all, this heroine is also a rare beauty, and now he is gradually starting to attack because of the sequelae, and his mind is full of murder and killing.

But he was really frightened by the chaotic private lives of these surgeons, it seems that the brain capacity of the editors of this kind of long-lived American drama is only the size of almonds, and if he can't make up the plot, he can only arrange the relationship between the characters in a random way.

As Grey pushed Jack out of the operating room in a wheelchair, the officers waiting outside the door gave a standing ovation and a smile, but of course the applause was not for Dr. Grey, who had just undergone a minor operation.

"Alright, I'll give you back the hero intact." Grey waved goodbye.

"Hey, well done, I've heard all about today, you did a great job today, uh, yesterday too, I haven't had time to thank you for saving me yesterday."

John, who was also in a wheelchair, first congratulated Jack, who pushed him in a wheelchair by a female doctor whom Jack had never seen, who looked about the same age as John, but still had the charm, and Jack noticed that there was an inexplicable meaning in her eyes when she looked at John.

Before Jack could speak, Hannah rushed up and hugged him and kissed him fiercely on the face: "If it weren't for you and Angela today, Talia and I might not have survived." ”