The big cow suddenly screamed, and the fruit knife stabbed at Huang Fuqi's waist.

Huang Fuqi suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis, but he didn't think much about it, his mind focused on the fruit knife in front of him, and he was secretly surprised that the small fruit knife gave him such a strong sense of crisis!

Lian Cheng's pupils shrank, and he once again felt the qi as sharp as a pinprick.

"Huangfu be careful!" Liancheng suddenly thought of something and shouted, but it was too late.

Huang Fuqi lightly grabbed Da Niu's left wrist, and the fruit knife was only a few centimeters away from Huang Fuqi's waist, but at this moment, it was fixed and could not be advanced.

But Huang Fuqi froze, looking at his left chest in disbelief, a touch of red expanded rapidly, like a blooming plum blossom, enchanting, but deadly.

This is a formidable enemy!

The first target that a rookie killer thinks of shooting may be a person's head, after all, the importance of the head to a person is self-evident, but shooting the brain only hurts the brain, it may be a local injury, or it can be a fatal injury, a local injury will make people go into shock immediately, will not die, and a fatal injury will make people die immediately.

If you are shot in the brain, there will be a glimmer of life, but if you are shot in the heart, you will definitely die. Because a bullet in the heart will cause a person to lose their heartbeat, causing blood to be unable to be transported to the brain, causing the brain to die of lack of oxygen.

Only an extremely sophisticated killer will always consider the heart position as the first target, and an extremely conceited killer, if he has only one assassination target, will never carry too many bullets, but he will not carry only one.

The true number is two bullets! Because there are people with a heart on the right side of the chest, although the probability is only one in a few hundred thousand or even one in a million.

Huang Fuqi's heart grows in the right side of the chest. There are not many people who know this information, and Liancheng is one of them.

During the revolutionary period, Huangfu Qi was able to live under the care of countless Dongying warriors, and his heart grew on the right side of his chest.

"Watch out for the right!" Lian Cheng reminded loudly almost at the moment when Huang Fuqi was shot in the left chest.

Lian Cheng thought of this, and Huang Fuqi also thought of this.

Decades ago, it had become Huang Fuqi's instinct to protect his right breast, and after decades of peaceful life, the memory of this body seemed to be faintly forgotten.

But the pain in his body and the sense of potential crisis made his nerves tense all at once, and the intense concentration made him feel like time was slowing down, and this feeling made him excited.

I think at the beginning, Jin Ge Iron Horse, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger!

Back then, shuttling in the rain of guns and cannons of the Dongying devils, the long-lost pride and wanton smile once again appeared on Huang Fuqi's face.

"Bang!"

This time, the muffled sound of a muffler-mounted pistol shot was incomparably clear in the ears of Liancheng and Huang Fuqi.

But before the gunshot, Huang Fuqi had already moved, pounced on the big bull who had already been scared stupidly, and rolled on the ground with the big bull in his arms.

"Smack!" the sound of glass shattering, enemy bullets empty!

There was a burst of female screams and confusion in the hallway, as did in ICU 3.

"Squat down!" shouted Chen Yanyan, a soldier.

People in despair always need a leader, and Chen Yanyan played such a role at this time, and everyone squatted down with their heads in their hands.

Liancheng had already moved quickly to the corner of the wall, and through the mirror on the table facing the gate, Liancheng finally saw the appearance of the enemy.

Isn't this the cleaner who was pushed away by a big cow not long ago and almost fell?

This is an extremely ordinary-looking middle-aged man, with an ordinary height, ordinary facial features, and most importantly, an ordinary temperament, a typical down-and-out middle-aged man's appearance, taciturn, unable to arouse the slightest interest from others.

But in Liancheng's eyes, it is another interpretation, a good killer must learn how to minimize his presence, an ordinary appearance is simply talented, and then look closely, the male middle-aged height is not high, referring to the normal body proportions, his limbs are amazingly long.

At this moment, the middle-aged man in the cleaner's uniform did not see the weak and bullying appearance before, his eyes were full of cold killing intent, and he pointed a gun at the location where Huang Fuqi was hiding with a wary face.

"Bang!" There was another muffled sound, and in Liancheng Huangfuqi's field of vision, Wang Fuzhen fell down with blood on his head, with a frightened expression on his face.

"Mom!" "Fu Zhen!" Chen Hai and Chen Yanyan couldn't care about anything anymore, and ran over to find out Wang Fuzhen's condition.

"Sister Wang!" Huangfu was stunned!

"Come out, or it's next. A cold voice came from the doorway.

The air was condensed, and the flow of lead and mercury was so oppressive that people could not breathe.

The No. 3 intensive care unit was in the shape of "╗", and Liancheng, Huangfuqi, and two migrant workers, including Da Niu, hid in the dead corner of the shooting.

Huang Fuqi suddenly took out a green quaint token from his arms and returned a photo, the green quaint token was the one that Liancheng gave to Huang Fuqi, and the photo was a girl with a double ponytail, innocent, seeing the image of this girl, Liancheng's heart instantly flashed a complex emotion, this is another girl who Liancheng owed in his previous life, and Huangfu Shanshan, who had been helping him when his "name of genius" was exposed.

......

"Why are you helping me?"

"Because we're friends!" said Huangfu Shanshan with an innocent smile, her eyes curved into a beautiful crescent moon.

......

Thinking about it at this moment, Liancheng is still warm and touched.

Huang Fuqi thought that the target of the middle-aged killer was himself, and at this moment he wanted to exchange his own life for the lives of others! But his only concern in this world, his granddaughter, is not yet an adult independent!

Huang Fuqi looked at Liancheng with a wistful expression, but he didn't get the answer he wanted from Liancheng.

Lian Cheng shook his head, and while making gestures, he said silently: "Hold on for two minutes!"

Huang Fuqi understood Liancheng's lips, could it be that Liancheng had a way to deal with the middle-aged killer? Suddenly, Liancheng's lips and fingers moved quickly.

Liancheng looked solemn, as if he was performing a mysterious ceremony!

Huang Fuqi knew about the existence of the Hehuan Sect, so he naturally knew about the existence of the monks, and he also knew about the monks' methods. Alchemy and spells are just one of them.

Previously, when Liancheng closed the door to pour out the elixir, Huang Fuqi wondered if Liancheng was a monk, but after thinking about it, the monks were all out of the dust, he really hadn't heard of that monk's secular heart was so heavy on real estate development, and none of those monks in the most mysterious department of the country were offered, a little hint, a lot of real estate resources were lined up to be sent, and they had to be auctioned in the normal order?

But at this moment, Huang Fuqi is a little sure that Liancheng is a monk!

Could it be that Liancheng is casting a spell? Huang Fuqi's eyes lit up, whether it was or not, he could only trust Liancheng in his current situation.

Two minutes, right? Huang Fuqi's eyes flashed.

"Do you think I'll trade my own life for someone else's?" Huang Fuqi sneered.

The middle-aged killer was stunned, if it were him, he would not exchange his own life for someone else's, didn't his adoptive parents die in front of him in the first place?

"Oh, then I'll kill them first. The middle-aged killer said lightly.

"Wait a minute!" Huang Fuqi said a little nervously, "There is a wrong, there is a debtor, if there is anything to rush at me, don't hurt ordinary people!"

The middle-aged killer raised the corners of his mouth, and there was a faint sarcasm in his eyes: "It seems that you still care about them." Okay, all I want is your life, and as long as you come out, I'll promise not to hurt them!"

Self-sacrificing people? He is another ridiculous person, but he likes this kind of person very much, because this kind of person is the easiest to deal with, and a person like him, who is selfish and indifferent, who accounts for the vast majority of the world, is the most difficult to deal with.

I was born in Huaihua, Hunan Province in 1934, and now I have lived to be more than 80 years old, which is considered an advanced age, and I have no regrets in this life, and I have no regrets in my life, even if I sent my son to the army, I have never regretted it, because he died for the country, and I am proud of him. So I want you to tell me who wants you to kill me, so that I can die without regrets!"

"You don't have to delay time, the Jingzhou Public Security Bureau is twenty minutes' drive away, and it's useless for you to delay!" The middle-aged killer suddenly said Huang Fuqi's purpose, "I can only tell you that he is a very powerful person in Han Dong!"

Huang Fuqi, a very powerful person in Han Dong, suddenly thought of Zhao Ruilong, and the only one who had enmity with him in Han Dong was the Zhao family. But he never thought that the Zhao family would find someone to assassinate him, this is too bold, he is a person who has won the National First-Class Hero Medal many times, and the relationship with Zhao Lichun is not harmonious, if something happens to the Zhao family's land, they can escape the scrutiny?

Huang Fuqi pretended not to know and said, "Can you give me a hint of your surname?"

The middle-aged killer was still in a negotiating tone, but at this moment, his tone suddenly changed, and he said with a non-negotiable coldness: "I told you, I only want your life, from now on, I will give you thirty seconds to discuss each time, if you don't come out, I will kill one!"

"Thirty seconds?!" Huang Fuqi was suddenly surprised, since Liancheng made this mysterious gesture, it has been a minute and seventeen seconds now, Huang Fuqi counted silently for a while, he has been in the army for decades, and he is still extremely confident in his ability to read seconds in this little heart.

Liancheng said that as long as he was given two minutes, he could break the game.

Now there are forty-three seconds left in two minutes, plus the thirty seconds that the middle-aged killer asked him to consider, which means that as long as he drags on for another thirteen seconds, the casualties on the field will be minimized! Huang Fuqi's heart suddenly pounded, it had been a long, long time, he had not been so nervous.

"Thirty seconds is too short, can you give me a longer time to think about it!" said Huangfu Qi.

"You don't have a choice, you still have twenty-five seconds to think about it!"