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Chapter 538, grief pervades

"Where are our people!" Jiang Qingming looked at Xing Ying coldly. "This article is provided by e"

"Pull it out." After confirming that the number of people is fine, Xing Ying waved behind him, and Zang Tianqing and others who were unconscious were also slowly pushed out.

After both of them paused for more than ten seconds, as Xing Ying and Jiang Qingming waved their hands at the same time, the hostages on both sides were slowly pushed towards the middle of the empty area. The respective killer troops also raised their pistols together and pointed the gun at each other's hostages. If an unexpected situation occurs, they will shoot the hostages as soon as possible.

In this nervous gaze, the hostage stopped in the middle, and the gangster who pushed the hostage raised their hands and slowly retreated toward their own team.

Then, under the wave of Xing Ying and Jiang Qingming, Shangguan Ze, Wang Feng and ten middle-aged doctors who had completely joined the Blood Eagle Club and were carefully trained by Shangguan Ze walked out of the team and walked towards the hostages. The two elders and several disciples of the Hidden Poison Sect also walked towards the hostages. They wanted to check their brothers one by one to check whether they were still alive, whether they had new wounds, and whether they had poisoned them. Of course, the poison here refers to poison that could be clearly seen. In fact, they knew in their hearts that the other party had already put hidden poisons, but they could not be seen directly in this case.

The meticulous inspection lasted for nearly half an hour in total. Finally, after a low conversation, Shangguan Ze nodded to Xing Ying first, and then Elder Han and the others nodded to Jiang Qingming.

It seems that the hostages are not a problem at the moment.

Both sides breathed a little relieved. As long as they were still alive, no matter what they encountered, they still had hope of recovery.

After confirmation, they each pushed the hostages back to the team and slowly retreated.

As soon as they entered the army, a large number of doctors and nurses who had been waiting in the crowd immediately gathered up, pushed the lying car and ran to the ambulance next to them, and immediately launched a comprehensive inspection and rescue. The entire fleet suddenly became busy, some of which were checking for external and internal injuries, while others extracted blood. Although these doctors did not have such in-depth research on poisons, according to the method of Shangguan Ze in advance, they had to test the blood components in detail. Then they sorted out the data report and handed it over to Shangguan Ze for analysis and re-examination.

Jiang Qingming looked at Xing Ying and said coldly: "Lucky will not always appear on someone. This time I can't destroy you, but it won't be the case next time. Go back and enjoy this remaining life. Tomorrow night... we'll see you!"

Xing Ying smiled and said, "Actually, I admit that I am lucky this time. We, the Blood Eagle, will be at the end of the road according to the normal situation. But unfortunately, you did not seize this opportunity. The opportunity slipped away and it is difficult to come back. This time it was you who severely damaged me, and it will be my turn next time. I hope you will have such good luck as me. At that time, you will also have such good luck as me.                                                                                                                                                                                                       

The two looked at each other coldly for a moment, and at the same time they stepped back and slowly hid in the crowd. Their respective troops also began to retreat one after another, but their guns were still nervously pointing at each other.

Retreat was originally a simple process, but under the tense look of both sides, it took a full twenty minutes before they all retreated to their respective cars and opened a safe distance as the vehicles started.

After coming to open the trading location, the convoy quickly rushed towards the central hospital in the city. According to the previous deployment, the hospital room had already been arranged, and the elite doctors who were mobilized from the Northeast were already waiting here. As the Blood Eagle Society expanded, a large number of them had completely joined the Blood Eagle Society and became exclusive doctors of the Blood Eagle Society, running around as the battle progressed. Not only were young people, but also middle-aged people and some famous old doctors. Although they were a little busy joining the Blood Eagle Society, their medical skills could be greatly improved in this atmosphere, and their salary was absolutely terrifying.

The nervous and busy treatment lasted from night to dawn, and there was no stagnation. The entire floor that was specially vacated was a doctor or a nurse, with white shadows everywhere. Because the task was too heavy, these doctors and nurses who were usually gentle no longer used to "leave", but "run".

Time passed slowly, and night fell again, and the treatment was still tense, but at this time there was a little more depression and sadness in the air. In such a short 24 hours, four brothers died before they could find out the type of poison.

The shrill screams and terrifying appearance made everyone see the fierceness and domineeringness of the poisonous poison in the Hidden Poison Sect.

But at this time, everyone had no time to be sad and sad. After simply dealing with the corpse, they were once again engaged in the busy detoxification. The successive deaths of the four people were like a sharp sword pressing on their throats, allowing them to make reasonable use of every minute and every second.

Knowing that time is tight, they even mess with each other with meals. Some older doctors almost fell into a coma. This spirit made the brothers of the Blood Eagle Club on the floor express their gratitude from the bottom of their hearts.

"What time is it?" Xing Ying, an inconspicuous corner of the rescue room, had been sitting quietly here for a day and a night, whispered, but his voice was obviously hoarse.

"It's already nine forty-three, Brother Ying, please drink some water." The brother of the Shadow Group who was with him quickly handed a glass of water.

Xing Ying waved his hand powerlessly and lowered his head again.

Only he and five Shadow Group brothers were left here. Di Jie, Xiao Lilong and others boarded the flight to Sichuan this morning, and Yu Yunliang and the others also walked along. No one could predict when the Black Blood Alliance would launch an attack, and they had to make good arrangements. Fortunately, Yu Yunliang and the others brought a considerable number of generals. Although their strength was almost the same, there were only 36 garrison halls in Sichuan, and the safety factor was high in six or seven people. As for those key halls, they would be handed over to Sun Dongxu and the other seven thugs from the Golden Triangle. If you only talk about defense, there should be no problem with resisting the Black Blood Alliance's attack.

Xing Ying also wanted to go to the front line to accompany his brothers to fight and punish the Black Blood Alliance that betrayed one after another, but he was really worried about it. If they had a few shortcomings, Xing Ying really didn't know if he could hold on.

After a few minutes of this, a brother from the hidden group ran over quickly. "Brother Eagle."

He slowly raised his head and raised his blood-covered eyes. "How is it?"

The man shook his head heavy: "A brother died again, Wang He, the deputy head of the Crazy Lion Hall, died very badly. Because the attack time was too fast, when the doctors were about to rescue him, the internal organs were basically rotten. This time, the brother didn't even scream, and he was out of breath in three seconds."

The fists were clenched tightly, and the corners of their eyes were wet, and their bodies were trembling slightly. They were called cold-blooded killers and could hardly control their emotions. If it weren't for the need for silence here, they would have roared and cried. If they had died bravely in the battlefield, they might not have been so sad, but... but they all died tragically under the poison, and died so unknown in their coma. They hated them.

"Wang He is dead..." Xing Ying was stunned for a moment, lowered his head again, and two tears fell on the cold floor uncontrollably.

The eighty-one brothers of the past went to another one, died in the hospital bed, died in front of him, and just left...

The brother said again: "But I just heard that Wang Feng accompanied him to prepare a kind of antidote, which was prepared for Qi Ren. Now the doctor is busy detoxifying him. So far, thirteen antidotes have been configured, and nine brothers are out of danger."

"It's too slow... it's too slow..." Xing Ying shook his head slowly. It's been more than twenty hours since he has only prepared thirteen poisons, which means that there are still thirty brothers who are still wandering on the edge of the gates of hell. He may step in at any time and never get out again.

But Xing Ying also knew that Shangguan and the others had tried their best. He and Wang Feng had never stopped since the beginning. They just drank some milk for such a long time.
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