Jinyang First People's Hospital is the best hospital in Jinyang City. This can be judged by the fact that even at 10 o'clock in the evening, the hospital is still coming and going. Ordinary hospitals have already withered at this time. I am afraid that there will be no patients except for the on-duty staff.

The hall of the hospital was filled with patients with drip, with loud noises, children's crying, humming and talking... The sounds gathered together, making them very noisy.

Recently, the weather has changed. People with weak constitutions can resist the invasion of the flu. They are all shot one after another. A large number of colds and fevers have occurred. The hospital's beds are not loose, and they have even more nervous. As a last resort, they have to arrange the patients in the corridor.

However, the lively scenes in the corridor did not affect the high-rise special wards.

In the special ward, Zhang Lang and Zhang Bin were lying leisurely on the bed, looking at the LCD monitor hanging on the wall boredly, and were a little absent-minded.

The TV program is very exciting, and cheers are conveyed from time to time, but Zhang Bin's uncle and nephew are deaf, and they seem to be worried.

The two of them really couldn't face it easily, because today was the day when they made a decision to slaughter Chen Hui. They had never killed anyone, and they were a little nervous.

"Uncle, are you sure of the person you invited?"

Zhang Lang was lying on the bed, staring at the hanging crystal lamp with his eyes blank. Chen Hui had to die, but when he really wanted to kill him, Zhang Lang would inevitably be unable to adapt. After all, the legal education he received since childhood had already penetrated into his bones.

"Don't worry, he is a veteran. Zhonglang is a member of the Lion and Leopard Gang. He has killed many people and set fires. I also asked him to help me with a few things, and they all handled them well without exception."

Zhang Bin turned his head and glanced at Zhang Lang who was worried and threw a comforting look. Zhang Lang was usually very careless in his work, but he was still a college student who was not familiar with the world. He had never experienced all kinds of cruelty and had never used intense means.

However, Zhang Bin felt it was necessary to let Zhang Lang experience it. As a descendant of the Zhang family, what he was going to take over is the Zhang family's huge family business. If he just blindly tolerate and surrender, how could the Zhang family take off and develop?

Doing business is a helper, and the underworld is also indispensable.

"All right."

Zhang Lang didn't understand Zhang Bin's good intentions and nodded vigorously. He was destined to be sleepless tonight. Zhang Lang was so nervous that he pressed the button at the head of the bed and said to the intercom: "Send some fruit here."

The high fees in the special ward are not paid in vain, and the services are naturally very good. Just give instructions on the walkie-talkie and the special nurse will send them here.

I was destined to be sleepless tonight. I had already called Zhong Lang. Before Zhong Lang got the call back, Zhang Lang felt that he would definitely not be able to sleep.

In addition, Zhang Lang also wanted to get the news that Chen Hui was killed as soon as possible.

"Brother Hui, then I'll go there."

Zhong Lang walked out of the van, took a fresh look at the photo Chen Hui handed him, and imprinted the appearance of the two people in the photo in his mind.

"Okay, go early and come back soon."

Chen Hui patted Zhong Lang on the shoulder.

Zhang Bin sent the information and pictures of murders through mobile phone text messages. Zhang Bin didn't want to cause trouble for himself. How could Zhong Lang see his true face?

Chen Hui took back Zhong Lang's mobile phone by helping Zhong Lang change his phone. When he received the message and saw that Zhang Bin and Zhang Lang were himself to kill him, Chen Hui naturally could not sit idly by the provocation of Zhang Bin's uncle and nephew. He decided to use his own way to cure him, use Zhong Lang to kill Zhang Bin's uncle and nephew to completely eliminate hidden dangers.

Chen Hui believed that Zhang Bin would be very surprised when he saw Zhong Lang. If you want to blame, you can only blame Zhang Bin for being careful in doing things. He always relies on phone calls and never let Zhong Lang see his true face. Otherwise, Chen Hui would definitely not be able to use this counterattack.

Seeing Zhong Lang entering the hospital, Chen Hui took out the phone and called Nie Qian: "The first people's hospital in Jinyang City is about to have a murder case, so come here quickly."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Hui lit a cigarette and turned on the car audio. The melodious tune sounded. Chen Hui hummed and an unfathomable smile on his face.

Zhong Lang put on a white coat and a white mask from the doctor's duty room, and went to the top-floor special ward. It was unobstructed all the way. According to the information provided by Chen Hui, he arrived at the special ward with the label No. 332, twisted his neck, and Zhong Lang pushed the door and entered the ward.

“Where is the fruit?”

Zhang Lang was lying on the bed. Seeing that he was wearing a body, he didn't see the doctor holding the fruit. He frowned and cursed, "Didn't you hear the call just now? Be careful I'll complain to you."

Zhong Lang glanced at Zhang Lang who was shouting and saw that it was one of the two goals that he needed to solve himself, and the other was lying on the bed with his legs raised and thinking about something.

A cruel smile appeared at the hidden corner of Zhong Lang's mouth, and he put his hands deep into his wide pocket, approaching Zhang Lang step by step. You kid was quite cheerful, so let's take action against you first.

Zhang Lang found that the doctor who was walking was very cold, and when he was stared at by the other party, it was as if he was stared at by a poisonous snake, which made him feel uncomfortable.

"What are you going to do?"

Zhang Lang stared vigilantly at Zhong Lang who was approaching step by step. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the sharp knife that Zhong Lang took out from his pocket. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. When he grew up, his mouth was about to shout, and his body was desperately trying to dodge. Unfortunately, his bones were broken all over his body, and he was paralyzed and could not move or dodge at all. He could only stare at the sharp knife and stab him with a sharp cry: "Help."

Zhang Bin was wandering around. When he heard Zhang Lang's howling screams like ghosts and wolves, he was stunned. He turned his head and looked at it. He didn't know if he didn't look at it. He was shocked when he saw Zhang Lang lifted a sharp long sword above his head, and then a cold light flashed, and regardless of Zhong Lang's exchange, he inserted it vigorously.

Puchi!

Zhong Lang's sharp knife pierced into Zhang Lang's growing mouth in Zhang Lang's horrified eyes. The sharp knife was inserted into Zhang Lang's mouth and exposed from the back of his head.

Zhong Lang suddenly pulled out the sharp knife, exerting too much force, bringing up a string of blood.

Ahem...

Zhang Lang coughed dryly without any obstacles, and the shouts in his mouth disappeared without a trace. His eyes were staring at Zhonglang holding a knife. Life was passing quickly, and blood was constantly dripping from the corners of his mouth.

"Who are you."

When Zhang Bin saw that his nephew was fucked to death in a blink of an eye, he had a blood hole in his head. He was so scared that his face was pale and he was about to get up from the bed.

Zhong Lang sneered, raised his hand and inserted it directly, inserting Zhang Bin, who could barely get up halfway into the bed.

Zhang Bin tried his best and ignored the fact that he inserted a thread behind his back and shouted at the top of his lungs. Unfortunately, the door of the special ward is a soundproof wooden door, and it cannot be conveyed at all.

"It seems that Room 332 is calling again."

Two nurses on duty looked at each other, and a nurse who was dyeing his nails looked up and asked.

"Didn't we just shouted that we could give fruits? The 332 lived in the uncle and nephew, and they were not good things. The last time I changed the drip, the uncle actually touched my butt with his hands, and the nephew also ate my tofu. It was such a pair of scum."

Another case was copying, with a bulge in front and a squinting back, which was very tempting to complain.

"Who made you grow up?"

The nurse with nails teased and slapped the butt of the copying case nurse and said teasingly.

"Believe it or not, I will strip you naked."

The nurse who copied the case glared at the nurse who dyed his nails and snorted coldly: "Call it, I won't die if I don't eat fruit for a while, it's garbage."

Puchi!

Zhong Lang ignored Zhang Bin, who was struggling, raised his sword and continued to thrust expressionlessly. Every move was full of force, without any mercy, and his forehead was sweating. It can be seen that killing people is also a difficult task.

"Ahem..."

Zhang Bin was stabbed by Zhong Lang at least a dozen times, and his whole body was soaked in blood. He lay on the bed without any obstacles, with blood flowing in his mouth. His lungs were pierced by Zhong Lang. The blood poured into his mouth along his throat and was spit out by him.

"You said you were running away, and you saved a lot of trouble when you died. Since you are willing to suffer, I will satisfy you."

Zhong Lang stared at Zhang Bin who was unyielding with sore arms, waved the slightly curled knife, reached out and grabbed Zhang Bin's collar, and extended the knife under Zhang Bin's neck.

Zhang Bin stared at the masked man with a terror on his face. The other party's words made his body tremble even more violently. He was not afraid of death, but the other party's tone and emphasis were so familiar to him no matter how he heard it, and it seemed to know him no matter how he heard it. What was going on?

Zhang Bin's body seemed to have injected endless power, exhausted the remaining strength in his body, and suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Zhong Lang's mask, and pulled down forcefully.

"court death."

Seeing that Zhang Bin was actually attacking directly, Zhong Lang pulled the knife hard in anger. The knife left a deep wound on Zhang Bin's throat. The blood was like water sprayed out from a high-pressure water gun, with a huge force, splashing Zhong Lang's face.

"Chonglang..."

Zhang Bin's eyes were very dull, his eyes gradually became dissipated, his eyes were full of reluctance and confusion. He wanted to speak, but unfortunately his throat was cut and he couldn't spit out a word at all.

Zhang Bin couldn't even understand why Zhang Bin was the killer he hired, but why did he run to the hospital to kill himself and Zhang Lang? What exactly happened?

Zhang Bin died with confusion and unwillingness. When he was dying, he saw Zhang Lang lying on the bed not far away, and felt guilty. If he hadn't insisted on killing someone, maybe neither he nor his nephew Zhang Lang would have encountered such abuse.

Get it done!

Zhong Lang did not realize that Zhang Bin's eyes were rich in information when he was dying, and he would not know that what he killed was the boss behind the scenes he had always been afraid of.

Zhong Lang is destined to never know in this life. (To be continued)
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