"Damn, what's going on?"

"Oh, I have someone here!!"

In an instant, a chaos broke out in the hall that was originally harmonious and peaceful, but the person in the lead had already noticed Long Junchen's figure. He pointed to the latter and said to the people under his command: "Kill him for me!"

The hall was very small, and it would be easy to hurt one's own people by mistake if they fired, so these people also put away their guns and each of them held a watermelon knife and slashed at Long Junchen.

Long Junchen had been with Dragon Walker for so long, and his best attitude was close combat. He kept his face away, kicked a person away, picked up the ashtray on the front desk, reached out to block a cold light in front of him, and then he turned back with a backflip and pushed his knees hard. The man groaned and staggered back two steps, feeling that his bile was almost beaten out.

Immediately afterwards, he clasped the dragon pattern dagger tightly and stabbed behind him. A guy who was originally planning to attack him snorted and fell to the ground, without any signs of life. Although these people had some skills, they were all flirting with each other and fighting in close combat with the King of Ten Thousand Dragons. That was really a show of their avatar.

But now, Long Junchen was very worried about Tian Maocai's safety, so he didn't dare to fight. He took a step and entered the world of no one. He dodged a few times and rushed towards the room. However, when Long Junchen arrived, he found that the door was locked tightly. Long Junchen kicked it up. The wooden door shocked Long Junchen's calves so much that he hurt Long Junchen's calves. He changed his foot and kicked it hard. The calf directly penetrated the wooden door. He didn't have time to care about the wounds in the calf that was scratched by the wooden door, and rushed straight in.

But as soon as he entered the door, he found Tian Maocai was lying motionless on the ground, with bright red blood flowing on it, and there was still heat on it. Just next to him, a woman in disarray was also corpse. It seemed that a pair of mandarin ducks were on the road together, and the road to the underworld should not be lonely.

Long Junchen was about to go up and see if Tian Maocai still had any breath, but he felt a hint of chill behind him. As soon as the thought sprouted, Long Junchen saw a long-elong black shadow behind him in the dim light.

Without thinking, he quickly dodged to the side. The man behind him saw Long Junchen dodging, jumped up, picked up the fruit knife, and stabbed Long Junchen's neck. Long Junchen's muscles were tense, and he dodged the fruit knife, then he stretched his right hand, grabbed the man's arm, twisted it hard, and the man screamed, and the fruit knife fell to the ground with a clang.

He grabbed the man's arm and twisted it hard for half a circle, then stepped on the man's knee, and a crisp sound of bones came over.

As soon as he finished packing up one person, Long Junchen felt a few rapid footsteps coming. He sighed and said in his heart that it seems that Tian Mao is dead now, and he might be here again. These people don’t know what the origin is, and they are so ruthless.

Long Junchen's thoughts were heard, and dozens of big men with a tiger's back and bear's waist were blocked at the door. Some were holding wine bottles, some were holding knives, and some were lattice sticks. They all rushed towards Long Junchen.

Long Junchen narrowed his eyes slightly and dodged left and right in a mess. His body was already covered in red for a while, and his head was hit by a beer bottle. The wine bottle thorned on his forehead, and the red blood oozed out.

At this moment, a sirens suddenly sounded outside. Long Junchen knew that there must be gunfire inside, alarming the police. When those people heard the sound, their bodies were stuck. Long Junchen seized the opportunity and slapped the neck of the person in front of him twice. He didn't even see the reaction of those people. He rolled over, crossed the crowd blocking the door, and ran outside.

Just as he was about to run to the door, someone suddenly got a knife behind his back. Long Junchen was in pain and almost fell down. He held the wall and barely supported his body. The man behind him slashed at him twice with a fierce look. Long Junchen barely avoided him, kicked open the door of the box next to him, rolled around, and crawled in.

There were stench inside, clothes were messy, and the bed sheets were covered with stains. Long Junchen's stomach churned, but the people behind him had already chased him. Without even time to take care of the gastric juice that was rushing up in his stomach, he quickly protected his head, shattered the glass window, rolled on the ground and ran out. When he landed, he accidentally touched the wound on his back. Long Junchen "hissed" and forced himself to endure the pain and ran towards the darkness.

I don't know how long he had been running in the dark, but Long Junchen stopped and leaned against an old locust tree, covering his chest, gasping heavily, and the rough bark made his back hurt with blood. He sighed. He was still one step late after all. If he had found Tian Maocai earlier, he would have been able to take him away first.

He hammered the tree trunk in annoyance, and he murmured, "Oh, is it really a fate that is hard to defy? Whenever I find clues, I will be destroyed by these guys first. Now I don't know if these policemen can catch those guys. This is the only hope."

His head was very heavy, his eyelids began to fight, and he supported his body shakingly. His tenacious will finally be inferior to his tired body. He gritted his teeth and took two steps forward, fell to the ground and fainted directly.

When he opened his eyes again, Long Junchen had already put on a white hospital gown. He had been in a coma for more than ten hours because of excessive blood loss. Situ Lingling was lying on the bed like a kitten, and her black hair hung on her lazy shoulders like a waterfall.

He saw that the latter was sleeping soundly, and he had no intention of waking her up.

Long Junchen looked around and felt that the layout of the ward was a bit familiar. After thinking about it, he recognized it. Isn’t this the Shenglong Hospital where Liu Qinglong is staying? Maybe Liu Qinglong is in his next ward.

Long Junchen was injecting fluid, and pain came from all the meridians on his body. He struggled and moved his arms. It was nothing serious, but it was a thief. Long Junchen sighed, it seemed that he had to stay in the hospital bed for a few days.

This time it was really dangerous. It was a life-threatening death. This group of extremely vicious guys actually planned to kill them all. They just wanted to save Tian Maocai. They killed Tian Maocai and killed them. Unexpectedly, they wanted to silence themselves.

When he thought of this, Long Junchen suddenly planned to call. He accidentally encountered a sleeping kitten. The kitten moved, rubbed his eyes, and saw Long Junchen who had already awakened...
Chapter completed!