The four warrior monks still maintained the starting posture of the Gang Qi Protector, motionless, but Cao Ping could see that their vitality had been cut off. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Cao Ping didn't dare to move, for fear that the man in black just now would kill again, he said to Su Rui: "Sister, don't move, just stay by my side, I'm a little uncomfortable, let me slow down." Su Rui saw that he was sweating profusely, and hurriedly said, "Are you okay?" You look so bad, what happened just now?" Cao Ping shook his head, did not answer, and seized the time to adjust his breathing, recover his strength, and leave here early.

After a few minutes, Cao Ping's breathing gradually stabilized, and after feeling his heartbeat return to a normal rate, he quickly stood up. Su Rui already felt that something was abnormal, and asked tentatively: "Cao Ping, why don't those monks move? And who is the person who fell down just now? What is going on?" Cao Ping said in a deep voice: "I don't know, sister, you don't move here first, I'll go over and take a look." ”

Cao Ping cautiously walked towards the four warrior monks, and when he approached, he saw that the four of them had the same look of non-anger and self-authority on their faces, and they still maintained the stubborn style of luck, **** their upper bodies, revealing the same strong torso. Cao Ping stretched out his hand and poked the warrior monk in front of him, "Poof!" A circle of blood lines spewed out from the waist of the warrior monk, bringing a series of chain reactions, and the four warrior monks spurted out a circle of blood lines from their waists, Cao Ping was caught off guard and was splashed with blood, he hurriedly took two steps back, but saw that the upper body of the four warrior monks had slipped down, it turned out that they had all been cut in half!

Cao Ping's face was full of shock, where did this fierce character come from? These four warrior monks are all masters of cultural training who have achieved cultivation, and the release of their anger represents at least 30 years of penance, Cao Ping asked himself that he may not be able to defeat one of them, not to mention the strength of the four major cultural training masters, and also formed a battle formation, it is actually not the enemy of the person's one move just now.

What a sharp stab this is?!

Slashed through the path of more than 100 meters with one sword, and also cut the four major masters of literary training, Cao Ping only felt that there was a danger lurking, no, he had to leave this place immediately!

"Cao Ping, what's wrong with them? Why are they all lying down?" Su Rui saw that something was wrong here, and ran over to this side while asking, Cao Ping just wanted to raise his hand to stop her, but when she heard Su Rui scream, she fell to the ground softly, it turned out that she had seen the miserable situation on the ground and fainted.

Cao Ping hurriedly ran over and pinched her to wake her up, this place was too dangerous, and they had to leave immediately. After a while, Su Rui woke up slowly, and asked in confusion: "Where am I?" Cao Ping? Why ......?" her eyes widened suddenly, she sat up and looked at the warrior monk, and suddenly fell on the ground and vomited, Cao Ping had to help her pat her back, while urging: "Sister, don't vomit, we have to leave here quickly." ”

Su Rui vomited to the end, her stomach was already empty, and she was convulsing and retching, she had never seen such a bloody scene since she was a child. Cao Ping felt that the darkness around him was full of murderous intent, and a deadly black shadow could be pounced from all directions, and he didn't want to stay for a moment. He leaned down, picked up Su Rui with his hand, and ran in the direction of Hengdian. But as he walked around the corpse of the warrior monk, he heard a faint groan in his ears, and after a pause, he looked at the corpse of the warrior monk...... It seems to be the voice of the little monk who released the air. Cao Ping looked down at Su Rui, who vomited to the point of collapse, gritted his teeth, put her on the ground, and ran towards the corpse of the warrior monk.

Running closer, after the warrior monk fell, he revealed the little monk in the middle, but saw that a long hole was cut in his chest, and blood was gushing out, but it seemed a little condensed, and there was a faint golden light in the moonlight, and the inner layer of the clothes turned over revealed a metal lining, which turned out to be wearing close-fitting armor. The intermittent moaning sound I heard just now came from the mouth of the little monk. Cao Ping moved the corpse of the warrior monk who was pressed on the little monk's body and dragged the little monk out of the pool of blood. He raised his head and looked around, while taking off the clothes on the little monk's body, the inner armor of the body could not find the opening, so he had to tear the crack hole bigger and carefully leak the wound. The deep wound told him that it was too late to send the little monk to the hospital, and if there was more than blood, the little monk would die before he arrived at the hospital.

He stood up, turned around and ran to the mountain bag he had thrown down, took out a quaint wooden box, and ran back to the little monk. Opening the wooden box, there was a row of silver needles and knives and scissors, which his grandfather brought with him on his medical trip. Cao Ping closed his eyes, desperately recalling the words and actions that his grandfather had recited to him during his treatment, he took out five needles, carefully sealed the aorta on the little monk's chest and abdomen, and after five needles, he was already sweating profusely. Take a deep breath and wipe the sweat from your head to prevent it from falling into the wound. It can be seen that the bleeding speed of the little monk's wound has been greatly slowed down, and the next thing is much simpler, he took out a needle that threaded the surgical thread, and simply sutured the wound, the little monk's life was saved, and now he needs to be sent to the hospital immediately.

Cao Ping picked up the little monk and walked towards Su Rui: "Sister, let's go quickly! Su Rui sobbed and retched, and cried and said: "Woo, Mom, it's terrible, I want to go home......" Cao Ping looked at the snot bubbles blown out of her nose, and said helplessly: "Sister, calm down, let's go home now, okay?" You have to lead the way in front, this little master is dying, and he has to be sent to the hospital immediately. ”

Su Rui came to her senses, got up with a bone, and said, "Yes, let's go quickly, I want to go home." As she spoke, she ran forward, ran two steps, ran back, pulled Cao Ping and said, "Go, go, don't be afraid, my sister will protect you." Cao Ping shook his head and followed helplessly.

After walking for more than half an hour, he finally came down the mountain and came to the highway, Su Rui ran to the middle of the road, and finally stopped a car and came to Hengdian Group Hospital.

Before being sent to the operating room, the little monk woke up once, he asked Cao Ping to borrow a mobile phone, and after broadcasting a call, he said: "I am in Hengdian Group Hospital." And he fainted again.

Cao Ping sat on a chair outside the operating room with his mobile phone, feeling like he was dreaming, he was obviously here to visit relatives, but he actually encountered a terrifying killer halfway through, and he was involved in a murder case.

Su Rui had already called her mother in the car and was now sitting in a chair waiting for her family to pick her up. The two, who had never experienced such a situation, fell into their own silence.

Cao Ping's mobile phone rang, he picked it up, and before he could speak, a deafening voice came from inside: "Hey, who are you, how is Uncle Shikong? Where are you!" Cao Ping took the mobile phone away from his ear, and waited for the roaring on the other side to stop before he said: "I am in the operating room on the third floor of Hengdian Group Hospital, and Master Shikong is in the operating room, and the current situation is not clear......

As he was talking, he only heard the sound of rumbling footsteps, and a behemoth ran out of the corridor, Cao Ping turned his head to see that it was a bald monk with a face of nearly two meters tall, holding a mobile phone in one hand and running out. The monk's broad warrior monk's uniform was full of muscles, and his two arms, which were the thickness of an ordinary person's waist, were thrown back and forth, and he was unable to get close to his waist by the broad chest muscles, and his two thick thighs stepped out, like a mad rhinoceros rushing towards Cao Ping.

Cao Ping suddenly felt that danger was approaching, and jumped up in an instant, only before he could make a defensive gesture with his arms forward, and a fist like a cannonball had already smashed over. Before the fist arrived, the fist wind was already whistling, Cao Ping stepped back with his right foot, lunged forward, and the fist had already smashed into his arms.

Cao Ping felt like he had been bombarded by a tank head-on, the bones of his arms were about to be broken, and the unloading skills he had practiced after years of beating had penetrated deep into the bone marrow, his arms were tightly propped up, and his upper body leaned back like a full bow, and his arms turned around, and the monk's fist was unloaded, and he was just about to take advantage of the situation and throw the monk out. The monk withdrew his fist with a sigh and was about to smash it again.

Cao Ping's mouth was a little bitter, this monk was actually able to accept the recruitment, which shows that people don't use all their strength at all! Cao Ping is already crying, what kind of perverts are he encountering today, and he encounters two monsters who can kill him in seconds in one day. The monk withdrew his fist in surprise, and when the punch was smashed, Cao Ping had already closed his eyes, ready for an even more terrifying punch below.

At this moment, as soon as the door of the next department opened, a head nurse in his forties walked out, and when he saw this situation, his eyes widened, and he roared: "Niu Dazhuang! Do you want to die! This is a hospital! What kind of fight! Believe it or not, I'm going to tell your mother!"

The monk was like a cat and mouse, brushed his fist behind his back, and said timidly, "Aunt, I'...... I didn't fight......"

"What are you doing here without a fight! Such a big person! After so many years, all the scriptures have been read in vain? Even if you make trouble outside, you still come to my unit to make trouble, I have to tell your mother!" The one-meter-six head nurse aunt pointed up at forty-five degrees and reprimanded the two-meter Niu Daqiang, but Niu Dazhuang stood obediently like a quail and was scolded, and he didn't dare to fight back, just muttered vigorously: "Aunt, I was wrong, don't tell my mother ......."

Cao Ping exhaled, quickly flashed to the side, and rubbed his sore arm.

At this time, several monks hurried from the end of the corridor, and it was an old monk in his seventies. When the head nurse saw the old monk coming, she no longer reprimanded Niu Dazhuang, and folded her hands to greet the old monk: "Hello Master Zhiming!" After Master Zhiming hurriedly greeted him, he hurriedly asked Niu Dazhuang and said, "Fuhu, have you found it?" Niu Dazhuang pointed at Cao Ping and said, "Master, it's him!"

Venerable Zhiming walked quickly in front of Cao Ping, folded his hands, and said, "Amitabha! Hello donor, the poor monk is about the abbot of the Zen Temple, Zhiming, you are polite!"