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All parties are planning to be the beneficiaries of this game.

Zhang Feng pointed out to Pedro that there were rapes of other forces around him, which made him suspect other people so as to share the pressure on himself. At the same time, he was prepared to give Pedro more information after a while, so that he could best fight against Sanefo, so as to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Sanefu also wants to let Pedro and Mr. Zhao go to war, thereby consuming Pedro's strength, and also wants the mantis to catch the cicada and the oriole! In this situation, Pedro is still thinking about ways to find out who the inner ghost around him is. If he can’t dig out this inner ghost, he always feels anxious, as if It is the one who has an eye always watching behind

Words and deeds. The thorns are on the back, and I feel chilly on my back all the time.

For the sake of his own safety, he has mobilized more trustworthy manpower to guard him, and the gun never leaves him.

Sanefo was worried that Pedro's identity would be discovered by Irene, and wanted to help him through this difficulty. The two have discussed and are ready to find a scapegoat, but the play has to be enough to convince the suspicious Pedro, otherwise it is no use.

And what is Zhang Feng busy with now?

He drove straight to the private hospital, carrying a seriously injured goshawk.

The speed car is stable at 80 kilometers per hour, there is no way, it is really impossible to go faster.

Because it is a van, the performance is really mediocre, and there is no stability if it is too fast, and the Goshawk’s injury is too heavy and it cannot withstand long-term bumps.

On the other side, the two White Wuchang Special Forces were one person watching Joule sitting in the car, and the other driving the car and drove the car to 120 kilometers per hour. You know, this is in the city!

Fortunately, the sky is still not clear, and there are not many vehicles on the road, otherwise it is uncertain how many car accidents will be caused. Even so, I don't know how many red lights I ran through along the way.

Maintaining a higher speed, let the white impermanence special forces with Joule Zhang Feng rush to the door of the private hospital one step ahead.

At this time, the special forces member who was in charge of watching Joule pulled out a black plastic bag.

Inside is a suit that is fairly visible, but because it is packed in a black plastic bag, all the clothes and pants are covered with fine folds, which is hard to see the extreme.

But even so, Joule was overjoyed in his heart, got the clothes and immediately put them on his body tremblingly.

Wrinkled clothes are better than the scars that appear in front of their employees without covering their bodies.

After putting on his clothes, the members of the special team Bai Wuchang did not take him out of the car immediately, but took out his mobile phone to contact Zhao Qiang, and then Zhao Qiang and Zhang Feng made contact. Zhang Feng's reply is also very simple. Let the White Wuchang Special Forces take Joule to the office first. It is just before dawn. Before so many people get up, Joule is sent to the hospital and let him prepare the manpower and medical equipment. And the rescue room, be sure to go to the hospital in the first

Rescue starts at a time, no one minute or one second can be delayed!

The other side.

The closer he got to the private hospital, Zhang Feng's heart became more anxious, for fear that the goshawk would not be able to make it through that time.

Not knowing whether it was due to the back light or the bumps, the goshawk woke up slightly from the coma.

Raising his head and looking at Zhang Feng, his shriveled lips opened slightly, and his voice was as thin as a balance spring and said weakly, "Brother Feng, am I dying?..."

At this time Zhang Feng didn't care if Goshawk called his name wrong.

Whether it was Su Chuan or Zhang Feng, for Goshawk, he could call it whatever he wanted. Zhang Feng’s face was just full of worries, but when he heard Goshawk’s words, he immediately squeezed out a full smile and said cursingly: "Fuck, what are you talking about! We are all coming over in the sea of ​​swords and flames in Africa, dead. I don’t know how many times I can crawl out of the pile, I can get in this small gutter

Capsize? Isn't this a joke? "

Although this is the case, everyone can see that the smile on Zhang Feng's face is uglier than crying.

"But...I...cough...how do I feel...I'm going to die...?" Goshawk said intermittently, coughing constantly in the middle. He coughed very hard, and his chest was up and down very high, almost As if to cough up his lungs.

"Exactly, you are Lao Tzu's person, I didn't allow you to die, did you hear it! If you dare to die, you are defying Lao Tzu's order!" Zhang Feng cursed in a deep voice, and turned around immediately after speaking. , Looked out the window.

He knew very well that the goshawk was hanging by a thread now, and only the last breath was left hanging. If the goshawk gave up his desire to survive at this time, no one would be able to save him, and it would be difficult even to go to a private hospital.

"Yes!" Goshawk's voice is still as if nothing, but this time with a firm mind!

You can't die without getting an order!

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In the past ten minutes, the car finally rushed into the private hospital. The security guard at the door was so frightened that he immediately rushed over with his baton.

But at this moment, Joule trot out of the hospital door with a group of people.

hiss. The security guard was stunned, what kind of posture was this, unexpectedly the last doctors from all departments of the hospital arrived. What day is it today, why did they all come so early?

At this moment, the door of the van that came to a halt opened, and Zhang Feng cautiously hugged the goshawk, who had fallen into a coma again, and got out of the car. He walked quickly over and put the goshawk on the cart.

The nurses hurriedly pushed the Goshawk towards the rescue room. Everything was prepared, just waiting for the patient to arrive. There were two people standing next to Joule, one on the left and the other on the right. They were members of the White Wuchang Special Forces, and they meant to be held hostage. There is no alternative to this. At such times, Joule cannot be allowed to make things happen. Although this possibility is very low, even less than one in ten thousand, even if

It is absolutely not allowed in case.

The doctors in various departments rushed into the rescue room with the cart. They had no choice but to be active. Joule informed them on the phone that there was a patient who could be rescued. Everyone would be rewarded with 10,000 US dollars. He paid for it personally. .

Under the lure of heavy money, these doctors had no complaints, got out of the bed as fast as they could in their lives, and drove madly to the hospital.

Joule faced Zhang Feng who was standing in front of him, drumming in his heart, trembling his calves, cold sweat dripping down his cheeks.

He was too scared. The courage was already in the basement of the Mid-Levels Villa, and was frightened by Zhang Feng.

The feeling of suffocating slowly seems to be able to feel the arrival of death a little bit. Joule would rather be blown to the head by a shot than to have that feeling again. "Dean Joule, we should sit down and have a good talk." Zhang Feng said coldly, no way, the current state of Goshawk makes him totally unhappy!