223: Chapter 223: Are They Slaughtering a Pig?
223: Chapter 223: Are They Slaughtering a Pig?
Blow by blow, flesh to flesh—no need to be polite with this kind of scumbag.
“Don’t wuss out, keep talking.
You say a word, I throw a punch,” Zhang Fan whispered into Wu Lin’s ear, his head bowed.
The two doctors at the door had already been petrified by Zhang Fan’s actions.
Especially when they saw a few armed police at the door, their legs went weak, and they collapsed to the ground.
Shit, Wu Baldy, if you want to stir trouble, don’t drag us into it.
As intern doctors, they had already experienced Wu Lin’s tyranny.
In the entire hospital, not even the attending physicians were as arrogant as him.
Once someone annoyed him, he could make a simple medication pick-up drag on for ages.
This half a day specifically meant a whole six hours.
Want to get your medication?
Sure, but where’s your paperwork?
How can you prove that the stamp on it wasn’t stolen by you?
How can you prove that the signature isn’t forged by you?
This bastard, just because his brother-in-law is the deputy director.
“Hey, talk,” Zhang Fan said and then punched Wu Lin in the stomach again.
“Talk!” Zhang Fan landed another punch.
The armed police looked at Zhang Fan in shock.
Fuck, this guy is truly fierce, strikes without a word of notice, no courtesy at all.
Yes, if it were them, they could only scare people at most, get physical?
Don’t be joking; for on-duty personnel, especially those in uniform, striking civilians could get them suspended.
“Don’t be a wuss, I’ll let you go, come at me,” Zhang Fan let go of Wu Lin, who immediately clutched his stomach and lay on the ground.
“Kid, you dare hit me, do you know who my brother-in-law is?” Wu Lin gritted his teeth, squeezing the words through his teeth.
Zhang Fan sneered, then squatted down: “So tell me, who is your brother-in-law!”
“My brother-in-law is the deputy director.
If you offend me, you’re dead,” Wu Lin, frightened by Zhang Fan’s smiling face, immediately backed off five meters away before pointing at Zhang Fan and saying, “Kid, if you have the guts, don’t leave.
I’ll go call people now.”
The armed police were stunned.
Fuck, has this guy gone mad?
This young man dares to face criminals in a hail of bullets, would he be afraid of you?
But their eyes also turned cold.
If this son of a bitch dares to call for people, this time, even at the risk of being suspended, they would take action.
It was a matter of saving their brother’s life.
“I’ll leave you with a phrase, ‘Whoever backs down is a bastard.'” Zhang Fan coldly replied, then turned to the armed police and said, “Hurry up and send him to the hospital room.”
The men immediately nodded and lifted the person from the operating table, heading downstairs.
At this moment, a group of police handling the aftermath also rushed over, their faces strung with urgency.
“The kid said he’s out of danger,” several of them responded.
Ding Yang and Yang Zhongli walked over shoulder to shoulder.
Behind them, a group of people in white coats closely followed.
Beside them, Gao Yuan was carrying a small wooden box, looking around.
Upon seeing the armed police carrying someone, they immediately called out.
“What are you spacing out for, take the person to the hospital room.”
“Have you not seen Xiaofan?” Gao Yuan muttered quietly.
Not far away, Hua Ling and her party, seeing Ding Yang, also immediately ran over.
Seeing that Hua Ling and her companions were unharmed, Ding Yang also breathed a sigh of relief, then he asked, “How’s Xu Qi?”
“He’s asleep, luckily Brother Zhang Fan managed to remove the shrapnel.
The doctors here said if the shrapnel hadn’t been removed in time, Xu Qi might not have made it to the hospital,” Hua Ling said.
“Good, I never expected that this time, it all depended on classmate Zhang Fan,” Ding Yang exclaimed.
Especially after seeing the images of Zhang Fan confronting the criminals, he was still shaking.
Rocket launchers, hand grenades, sniper rifles, pistols.
As he thought about Zhang Fan knocking down a group of thugs with so many weapons, there was only one thought in his mind.
This kid was born to be a king of soldiers.
“Classmate?” Yang Zhongli was taken aback.
Ding Yang chuckled deeply, his face beaming like a flower, “You don’t know?
That kid is a high school senior at our city’s No.
Yang Zhongli’s face instantly stiffened, unbelievably saying, “A high school senior?”
“Yes,” Ding Yang said emotionally.
“How is that possible, Old Ding, you must be kidding me,” Yang Zhongli exclaimed in astonishment.
Damn, that gun skill, taking on a group under heavy fire, a student?
“Why would I lie to you, is there any money in that?
Look at the kid’s age, think about it,” Ding Yang said before asking, “Where’s Zhang Fan?”
“Seems like he went upstairs, he’s with them,” Hua Ling pointed to a few people who had just come down the stairs said.
“Cough cough, we ran into a bit of trouble upstairs, Brother Zhang Fan is still up there,” someone said.
“Trouble?” Hua Ling and his group’s eyes immediately turned cold.
Even Ding Yang and Yang Zhongli’s expressions changed drastically.
Zhang Fan’s actions today could certainly be called heroic, who the hell would cause trouble for him?
Yang Zhongli’s icy gaze fixed on the special police officers as he said, “So, you just left your lifesaver and came back?”
The faces of several special police officers stiffened as they slowly said, “Brother Zhang Fan told us to get the fish into the ward, so…”
“Cowards!” Yang Zhongli cursed angrily, then he headed upstairs.
“I really want to see, who dares to trouble our hero,” Yang Zhongli said coldly.
Immediately, led by Yang Zhongli and Ding Yang, more than forty fully armed men headed upstairs.
“Shit, what’s going on?” patients in the distance stared dumbfounded at the group of special police with a murderous aura.
“Damn, who the hell is causing trouble at this time?” a middle-aged doctor also cursed angrily.
Damn, who is Yang Zhongli?
The Chief of Q city, note that, the chief, not the deputy.
Zhang Fan leaned against the wall, coldly watching the dozen or so security guards in front of him.
“It’s him, causing me trouble, beat him to death,” Wu Lin’s eyes glinted with a chilling coldness as he pointed at Zhang Fan and roared.
“Brother Wu, don’t worry, today we’ll teach him a lesson in recognizing what’s good for him,” a tall fat man tapping his club in his hand, slowly walked toward Zhang Fan.
“Heh,” Zhang Fan chuckled coldly, his eyes turning icy, flashing an extremely dangerous light.
The next moment, he charged out.
“Heh, clueless,” the tall fat man sneered, gripping his club and suddenly smashed it toward Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan’s eyes were icy.
He dashed forward, arriving in front of the fat man, lifted his leg, and kicked straight at the fat man’s knee.
The fat man’s leg was instantly dislocated, and as he fell to the ground, Zhang Fan swung a punch, landing heavily on the fat man’s face.
A mouthful of fresh blood spurted out.
Zhang Fan did not let him go.
He stretched out his hands, pinched on the fat man’s shoulders, and instantly executed the Bone Separation Technique.
In an instant, a scream like that of a slaughtering pig echoed throughout the hospital.
“That sound, it’s from the eighth floor, isn’t it those special police brought in?”
“That’s not right, don’t they use anesthesia for surgery?”
“Damn, are they slaughtering a pig?”