Heavy gunfire rang out in the inpatient building, shattering the silence inside the hospital. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the other wards, people heard the gunshots, and at first they were stunned and did not react.

Then, the look of fear appeared on everyone's faces.

A little nurse trembled and ran out of the duty room, trying to get out of the twelfth floor as soon as possible.

But when she left the duty room and saw the ward opposite with gunfire, her body suddenly stiffened. In a panic, she hurriedly retreated to the duty room.

The little nurse trembled her hands and twisted the handle of the door three times before she could close the door of the duty room.

She leaned against the glass of the door of the duty room with her head covered, her body frozen, and then she slid down, clasped her hands on her knees, and curled up in the doorway.

In the wards everywhere, the family members and patients were also terrified. The sound of things rattling and the screams of people are endless.

The gunshots spread far away, and the other floors also heard the movement on the twelfth floor.

In a certain ward, Qiao Xuezhi stood on the balcony, listening to the gunshots from a room in the distance, not only did not have a look of horror on his face, but was filled with joy.

It seemed that everything was under his control.

What Qiao Xuezhi is playing with now is not the red silk rope before, but a twenty-centimeter-long plastic card.

If a nurse were here, they would recognize it as the door number of the hospital room.

Gradually, the frequency of the gunshots seemed to slow down.

In the end, Qiao Xuezhi only heard three regular pistol sounds, and then there were no other sounds in the corridor.

Qiao Xuezhi stood on the balcony, looking at the already gloomy sky in the distance, which was about to rain, and did not speak.

Then he left the balcony and entered the ward.

Qiao Xuezhi stood in front of the wooden door of the ward, motionless.

Suddenly, there was a jumble of footsteps outside the room, as well as gasps and moans of pain that clearly belonged to men.

The footsteps paused at the door of the ward and seemed to stop.

Qiao Xuezhi at the door sensed this situation, an incredible look and panic flashed in his eyes, and the muscles on his face seemed to be tense.

"Idiot! over there!"

A man's voice came into Qiao Xuezhi's ears from the corridor outside the door of the ward.

Hearing the sound outside, Qiao Xuezhi's nervous expression relaxed.

He listened to the footsteps and ran down the hallway towards the other side of the ward, the curvature of his mouth becoming more pronounced.

"Click!"

Qiao Xuezhi twisted the handle of the ward, and then walked outside calmly.

With a mocking smile on his lips, he turned his back to the idiots who hurried to ward A1209.

Qiao Xuezhi quickly ran towards the ward at the end of the aisle.

That's the ward where the shootout just took place!

"Whew!"

Qiao Xuezhi ran to the door of the ward, gasping for breath.

Blood spilled on the walls and on the ground, like a stall slaughtering chickens and ducks in a vegetable market.

He looked at the crimson tiles, a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes, then took a deep breath, calmed himself, and walked towards the ward.

As soon as Qiao Xuezhi entered the ward, he found the tragic situation inside.

The old man lying on the bed was shot directly in the head, and his frightened eyes were wide open, and he looked like he was dead.

In the room, a bed was flipped upside down, and a man in a shirt lay down on the back of the bed.

The white shirt on his body had been dyed bright red, and the three muzzles of the guns were on his chest like a grinning face.

Qiao Xuezhi's eyes did not have a trace of panic, and he kicked the man lying on the ground.

Finding that the other party was dead, Qiao Xuezhi bent down and found the right hand that the other party pressed under his body.

He tried to pull the other man's finger away, but found that the other party was holding the metal instrument in his hand tightly.

An embarrassed look flashed on Qiao Xuezhi's face, and he let go of his hand.

Then he turned his head to look at the fruit knife on the side.

The fruit knife was placed on the cabinet next to it, and Qiao Xuezhi reached it as soon as he reached out his hand.

He took the fruit knife in his hand, and inserted the tip of the fruit directly into the gap between the fingers of the dead body's right hand.

inserted it, Qiao Xuezhi pried hard, but did not pry the fingers of the corpse open.

A look of anger flashed across his face.

Picking up the fruit knife, Qiao Xuezhi directly slashed at the fingers of the corpse one by one.

The knife was not held steadily, and it slashed into the arm.

"Poof!"

The plasma that had not yet cooled squirted out from the corpse's arm and sprinkled on Qiao Xuezhi's face.

Qiao Xuezhi knew that he was short on time, and he had to hurry up and get the pistol in the corpse's hand.

No matter how stupid people try to vent their stupidity in A1209, they'll always come back here.

And he has to make a good time difference, ambush in advance, and solve these idiots in one fell swoop.

As for the aftermath work, it will naturally be handled by those imperial servants from the police department.

And the reason ......

A hideous smile appeared on the corner of Qiao Xuezhi's mouth, no one could have imagined that there were actually two outlaws hiding in the hospital.

Qiao Xuezhi snorted coldly.

"Take my stuff and don't do anything......"

The figure of an indifferent man flashed through his mind, and dissatisfaction and murder came to his eyes.

His eyes were bloody, red as blood, but he was still chopping at the corpse's fingers.

Finally, the fragile human skeleton is no match for metal cutting.

Qiao Xuezhi threw the fruit knife aside, ready to pick up the black pistol with one finger stuck in it.

But suddenly, "Click!"

The sound of metal colliding sounded behind Qiao Xuezhi's head, and a cold touch transmitted from his scalp to the depths of his brain.

It's the sound of the pistol safety pulling open!

Qiao Xuezhi's body stiffened suddenly.

His outstretched hand froze instantly.

A look of horror began to unfold on his face.

Even his body trembled.

A deep, hoarse, and weakly man's voice sounded behind Qiao Xuezhi.

"I guess...... You're the high school student in Ward 1209!"

Qiao Xuezhi heard the question of the man behind him and did not make a sound.

He slowly raised his hands, not daring to move.

The pistol above Qiao Xuezhi's head slapped his head, and his body trembled unconsciously under the knock of the metal.

Then he turned around obediently, slowly, as if walking a tightrope.

A man with a bald head and a scar on his neck, holding a black pistol, looked at him coldly.

Qiao Xuezhi's gaze crossed the man's body and found two fallen bodies on the balcony.

He looked at the murderous man in front of him and forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart.

Qiao Xuezhi squeezed out a smile.

"What did you say? You're here to pick up something, too?"

Mockery flashed in the bald man's eyes, and he didn't listen to the nonsense of the guy in front of him.

Fingers on the trigger and against the metal part.

"Die!"

The bald head said the last three words to Qiao Xuezhi, and enjoyed Qiao Xuezhi's horror, regret, and chagrin with a cruel smile......

"Bang!" rang out in the ward.

Then, a corpse slowly collapsed to the floor of the hospital room.

A young man with a delicate face looked at Qiao Xuezhi kneeling in front of him with a smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were full of playfulness.

Qiao Xuezhi's face was incredible, and the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

The corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously, as if he wanted to laugh but couldn't, and his face was very weird.

"I still want to kneel. Then keep kneeling!"

Lin You looked at Qiao Xuezhi, who was stunned, and said in a flat tone.

Qiao Xuezhi heard Lin You's words, and an embarrassed look flashed in his eyes, so he put down the hands he raised up to now.

He put his hand on the ground and pressed hard.

Until now, his hands were still shaking, trembling more than anyone who had overexerted himself.

His legs were also stiff, and Qiao Xuezhi tried hard to get up from the ground.

But the moment between life and death just now, the impact on him was too great.

Qiao Xuezhi was embarrassed to let Lin You help himself up.

Even if he said this request, it was estimated that he would only return Lin You's mocking smile.

He lowered his head, not daring to look at the young man in front of him.

Opposite Qiao Xuezhi, Lin You held his left hand behind his back and hung his right hand at his side.

In his right hand, he was holding an ancient Han-style long sword with a silver-white blade.

There are no long tassels, no inscriptions, no blood grooves, and no carvings.

It's just an ordinary long sword with a black rope wrapped around the hilt and a smooth blade.

And now, drops of bright red blood were falling from the tip of the sword, dripping to the ground.

Lin You's face was leisurely, as if he was visiting the garden, and he moved his steps lightly and walked in the ward.

It seems to be a philosopher who is thinking about life.

Behind him, there were two corpses covered in bullet holes and covered in blood.

On the left, there is the corpse of an old man who is dead.

On the right, there is a headless male corpse.

Suddenly, something blocked Lin You's path, and Lin You kicked it away with a casual kick.

Qiao Xuezhi looked at the discordant scene in front of him, silent, and didn't dare to speak.

Somehow, he developed a kind of fear that seeped into his soul in front of him of his age, gentle, always smiling teenager.

The body is still trembling, and it is clear that it has passed the crisis. In front of him are his allies!

Qiao Xuezhi silently glanced at the blood-colored head that was still rolling on the ground, took a deep breath, and prepared to stand up from the ground.

At this moment, the sound of chaotic footsteps suddenly sounded outside the ward.

Hearing the sound, Qiao Xuezhi panicked, his thighs weakened, and he knelt directly in a pool of blood.

Lin You's face was indifferent, he glanced at Qiao Xuezhi, there was no look in his eyes, and then he looked at the door of the ward......