After Zhang Lu treated the wound, he saw Pan Ziqi jumping in through the window and rushed to Zhang Lu.

If it weren't for the injury of Zhang Lu, Pan Ziqi, who was still in shock, had already plunged into Zhang Lu's arms.

Seeing that Pan Ziqi's face was pale and looked horrified, Zhang Lu asked out loud, "Ziqi, what's wrong with you?"

Pan Ziqi said anxiously: "It's bad, bad guys are chasing me, they have guns."

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a knock on the outside door.

puff!

Gunshots passing by the muffler sounded.

The rear door was roughly opened.

A man in red was holding a Swiss-made P226 pistol and searching in the room without restraint.

As the gun-carrying militants approached, a warning sound had already come from Zhang Lu's mind.

Before the other party entered the room, Zhang Lu had already pulled Pan Ziqi to hide in the corner of the hospital bed.

Zhang Lu covered Pan Ziqi's mouth with one hand to prevent the other party from breathing and screaming from alarming the enemy.

The man in red was very alert. As his body moved, the muzzle kept falling in the direction of searching.

He had noticed that when he flashed, the P226 pistol in his hand aimed at it.

Even if there are enemies lurking here, he is not afraid.

Because his gun-firing speed is faster than that of ordinary people.

Sudden.

A black shadow appeared in his eyes.

Too fast.

He didn't have time to shoot or dodge, and the shadow had already occupied his pupils.

It's not a black shadow, it's a big fist.

Bang!

The fist hits the forehead.

The man in red felt a hammer hit on his forehead.

My head buzzed, and then it seemed that my brain exploded, and all consciousness disappeared at this moment.

Only a pair of raised eyes and broken bones on the forehead were left, and they fell to the ground with their protruding eyes.

The burst of plasma dyed the entire head bloody, which was very terrifying.

Zhang Lu was indifferent and glanced at the militants coldly.

Because of the injury, the strength has not been released yet, otherwise the other party's head may explode.

But even so, every move he made, combined with a human body explosion, could easily kill these cruel militants.

The red man fell to the ground, making a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

There was another militant outside the medical room. Hearing the movement from the room, he shouted inside: "Cube 3, what's going on."

Fang Chi 3 is chasing a woman, but the other party escapes from the room to here.

The two of them rushed over quickly, trying to kill the woman and prevent her from leaking the news.

It was just to deal with an ordinary woman. This person didn't take it seriously when he heard the strange noise.

But Block 3 did not respond. He felt something was wrong, so he became alert and rushed into the direction. The MP5 submachine gun in his hand wanted to shoot into the medical room.

The man just rushed in.

I saw a flash in front of me.

fist!

A fist hit him.

The militants were hasty and could only use their fists to greet them.

Bang.

The two fists collided together and fought head-on.

A huge force exploded at the impact.

The militants were blown up by this powerful force and ejected them all.

Click.

The arm that met the other party's fist broke out and the pain of the broken bone made him grin.

But it's not over yet.

The body that ejected out hit the steel wall of the medical room.

Clang.

With a heavy blow, the back became hot and the lungs were shaking, and a mouthful of black blood was spewed out with a wow sound.

The other MP5 in his hand also hit the wall violently, and the MP5 was knocked away, and the tiger's mouth was covered in blood.

Then he bounced, fell from the wall, and lay down on the spot, leaving only half of his breath.

The militants were shocked that their power was among the top five in the square.

The fist is at least seven or eight hundred kilograms.

Such fist strength was knocked away by the opponent with a punch, and he was seriously injured in an instant and lost the ability to resist.

Why is this guy's fist so powerful? Is he a robot?

How could there be such a terrifying guy on the Fugui account?

Zhang Lu stood up and walked towards the other party.

This time he took some effort, otherwise the other party would be dead now.

Zhang Lu planned to keep a living and ask about the other party’s situation.

"Who are you and why are you attacking us?" Zhang Lu asked coldly.

The fallen militants looked at Zhang Lu and found that the other party was not a particularly burly person, and gauze was wrapped around their fists and arms, and they were obviously a wounded person.

this……

This injury can still exert such a terrible force. If it is not injured, wouldn’t it be possible to smash yourself against the wall and turn into a pool of mosquito blood?

The militants were panicked, but they were all ace militants who had undergone special training and had a tenacious will.

Seeing that the other party didn't say anything, Zhang Lu's violent aura erupted and washed away the other party.

"Say!" Zhang Lu shouted.

The violent killing aura washed over, his mind was shaken, as if he was uncontrolled, and he murmured: "We are the people of ace poker. The boss ordered that we should act tonight, hijack more than 30 rich people and demand a high ransom."

"Who are you boss?" Zhang Lu asked.

"Melle."

Sure enough, the information obtained was just as the Red Snake said.

These people are all members of Ace Poker. Male's identity cannot be wrong, he is the king of Ace Poker.

"I didn't want to fight you so quickly, and you insisted on hitting the gun, so I can only help you."

Zhang Lu sneered.

Pan Ziqi behind him saw the murder scene for the first time.

This is different from what was performed on TV. The first guy was punched by Zhang Lu on the forehead, and it was like he was cracked, his head full of blood.

The human head is very hard, but why does it seem to become fragile under Zhang Lu's fist?

The tragic death of the first militant was so scary. Even Pan Ziqi, who had seen many corpses, was frightened, her face pale, and she felt like she wanted to vomit.

Suddenly, Zhang Lu punched another punch at the head of the militant lying on the ground.

Immediately, a large amount of blood gushed out of the other party's mouth, his eyes opened tightly, and his body was still shaking slightly.

Pan Ziqi covered her mouth and her body kept trembling.

Life is like fragile glass for Zhang Lu, and only those transformers in the anti-League of Legends can compete with one or two in terms of strength.

For ordinary people, they are completely irresistible to resist the violent force of more than thousands of kilograms.

No matter how strong the members of ace poker are, they are the level of special forces, and they are also fragile glass.

But Pan Ziqi is a young lady Qianjin, and she has never seen any fierce battles in the market or fighting on the battlefield.

The first time I saw a murder scene, I didn’t scream on the spot, but I had a good psychological quality.

Zhang Lu cleaned up the two militants, and a pleasant reminder sounded in his ears.
Chapter completed!