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"You're crazy, those people will definitely still be here when we go back!"

Cheng Yang didn't agree. This was too risky.

"Master, I'll stand by Cheng Yang's side this time."

Zheng Yu earnestly said. It was simply not worth it to throw away his life for the sake of the Jiang Family.

Zhong Wentao asked the two of them to stay here and help him. Regardless of their intentions, he had to turn around and leave by himself.

He quickly returned to the infirmary. The gunman at the back door was no longer there, so he quietly opened the door. It was extremely quiet inside, and there was a door that had been beaten into a sieve hanging in front of him.

Lightly placing his hand on the door handle, he could see what was going on inside through the hole. Sure enough, there were a few people standing at the door. The moment he opened it, he would be shot dead immediately.

Suddenly, the eyes of a gunman came over and met his eyes. The two of them looked at each other and saw each other clearly.

"Crap!"

Zhong Wentao shouted, and quickly fell to the left.

He used the tip of his foot to kick the door to expand his field of vision.

The bullet flew over from above, Zhong Wentao curled his body into a concealed position, and waited for the Sharpshooter to come over.

The gunner outside was also extremely nervous as he held his gun and walked in slowly from the outside. Hearing their footsteps, Zhong Wentao smirked, and the moment the unfamiliar shoes stepped into the posterior chamber, he sprung up from the ground like an animal and directly grabbed onto the man's neck, then threw him onto the door frame and broke the man's skull.

Using this man as a shield, he blocked the bullets fired by the gunmen behind him. Pushing the man's body backwards, he quickly grabbed onto the front part of the machine gun and with a pull of his strength, he pulled the other person in front of him. With a twist of the machine gun, that person's palm left the spear's body and was kicked right onto the chest by Zhong Wentao.

Zhong Wentao used all of his strength, his strength was astonishing, the man's breastbone was shattered by the kick, and his heart was pierced with bone spikes, causing him to stop his heartbeat for a moment.

As long as he had the chance, he could take someone's life with a single move.

Within a few seconds, he had killed two people, leaving only one gunner with no bullets in his gun.

"Didn't you want to kill me? Come on! "

Zhong Wentao laughed and said, but in the eyes of the gunner, he only felt fear. This was the call of a demon, a demon from hell.

Throwing down the gun, the Sharpshooter turned and ran, but Zhong Wentao shot the bullet straight through the Sharpshooter's shoulder.

The gunner laid on the ground, his body continuously spasming. The position that Zhong Wentao had pierced through was the perfect spot to stimulate the spasm in his body.

The penetrating power of a bullet was extremely stimulating to the acupuncture points.

Zhong Wentao walked to his side, grabbed his feet and slowly pulled him into the posterior chamber. If he wanted to know who sent them, he naturally had to leave a live person to ask.

The gunner's body scampered on the ground, slowly passing by the two corpses, passing by the bloodstains, allowing the scamper to proceed more smoothly and quickly.

Using a strong rope to tie up the Sharpshooter's hands and feet, Zhong Wentao clapped his hands and laughed: "As long as you tell me the truth, I won't let you die as miserably as those two guys.

"It's useless. You won't know."

Before the gunman could finish speaking, they heard a loud bang!

Three shots rang out, and bullets came down from the roof, piercing through the man's body.

Zhong Wentao jumped out of the window in a hurry and ran towards the main street. While running, he shouted for his life, and tried to find a place with as many people as possible to run over.

Both his face and body were covered in blood, a truly terrifying sight to behold.

The police arrived quickly, Zhong Wentao's body was covered with blood as he sat in front of a family's fast food restaurant. There were people everywhere, he was not worried that someone would openly shoot at someone, otherwise, this matter would be blown up.

When the police came here, Zhong Wentao had a very scary appearance and kept repeating the same words, "Dead people, so many dead people, guns... There's a gun. "

The crime scene was not far away, a group of police had already gone to block the scene, and inside were the men whose bodies had been shot through. The pistols were scattered on the ground, and the entire infirmary was dyed red with blood.

Before the arrival of the medical examiner, the bold police had inspected the scene and found that although these people had been robbed, there were traces of other injuries.

However, the specific cause of death could only be determined after the arrival of the medical examiner.

This time, the one who came to the scene was the 1st squadron of the Criminal Police Division, they were in charge of this area, upon receiving the report, the captain immediately brought the police over, this captain's name was Yang Wucheng.

"Hello, are you the owner of the infirmary? Were you there at the time of the murder? Have you seen how these people died, or do you know who did it? "

"I don't know."

Zhong Wentao continued to immerse himself in his fear, the fear on his face did not lessen and he would definitely not tell Yang Wucheng that some of those people were killed by him. He had to act like an ordinary doctor, and as the victim, it was better for the police to look for them.

The true age of this body of Zhong Wentao's was, after all, just over twenty years of age, and his face and body were in a sorry state. His eyes were filled with fear, so naturally, Yang Wucheng would not suspect anything.

Although she knew that he was a famous Chinese medical genius, he was still a twenty-something year old child. It was normal for him to be afraid when encountering this sort of thing.

If he met so many dead people, he might not be able to treat them calmly.

No matter what he did, Zhong Wentao was still in a state of extreme fear, and he simply could not ask for anything of value.

This was already a large scale gun battle. Since Yang Wucheng became a police officer, he had rarely encountered such a situation in the city. This was the first time the city leaders had placed such high importance on him.

He was personally ordered by Dai Liren to come over and investigate the situation.

Fortunately, there were a lot of clues left behind. The dead and the fallen firearms could be used as clues. It was just a matter of time to find out who was behind this.

He was famous in the Yan Jing, and I heard that his relationship with the Four Great Clans was very subtle. If he was not handled well, he might secretly offend the people from the Four Great Clans.

While he was thinking, Zheng Yu and Cheng Yang had already returned. Not only them, the landlord had also returned.

When he saw the news on the television, the landlord immediately rushed over.

His house was locked up by the police, not to mention a bloodbath.

Even though he had signed a 2 year contract, there was no mention in the contract that a person who rented a house was such a dangerous person. It would not be easy to rent out this place in the future.

In order to investigate the losses, the landlord appeared so quickly.

Looking at Zhong Wentao who was covered in blood, the landlord shouted: "Compensation, you guys immediately scram out of my house, far away! If you don't give me a few hundred thousand, you can forget about leaving! "

"On what basis?"

Zheng Yu shouted, "It's not like we're killing people inside, is it our fault that someone came to kill us? It's not like this house was bombed, it's just that it's dead. We have a clinic here, if someone died in there, it would be our fault, right? "

"I don't care. If you don't give me a few hundred thousand, no! Several million! If you don't give me a few million, I'll sue you! "

The landlord lion opened his mouth excitedly.

"Several million?" We can buy your house in the millions. Do you think we are rich? We are poor people. We can't give you money. "

Cheng Yang's skill in harming others had grown, causing the landlord to be so angry that he almost fell flat on his back.

The people of Yan Jing all felt that they were too high up in the sky. Being called a pengci by an outsider like Cheng Yang, the landlord was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Seeing that it was noisy over here, Yang Wucheng could only go over and mediate.

Although Yang Wucheng was already a captain, he was still a policeman, a servant of the people. He would still be the first one to rush up when he met with this kind of situation, even if it would be hard to be a policeman.

If it was in the past, Zhong Wentao would definitely solve these problems himself, but doing so would only make those people more suspicious, he had to create a weak false impression, and now was the best time for it.

Seeing that the police had arrived, the landlord's anger lessened a little. The police told him some legal knowledge, and he knew he couldn't ask for millions. After hesitating for a while, he left.

The landlord didn't want to stay in a place where so many people had died.

It was better to wait until the case was over before coming back to ask for more money.

"Will this matter have anything to do with you participating in the pharmacology competition?"

Yang Wucheng guessed himself. Since he knew Zhong Wentao's identity, he must naturally be related to the big matter of the Yan Jing.

If someone was unwilling to allow Zhong Wentao to obtain thirty million in prize money, it was entirely possible for them to send someone to kill him.

That was thirty million, not twenty thousand. Killing someone for thirty million was reasonable.

Zhong Wentao raised his eyebrows in surprise. He was initially worried about how to explain things to Yang Wucheng, but he didn't expect the captain of the group to come to a conclusion on his own.

"It's very possible!"

Cheng Yang immediately went along with Yang Wucheng and said: "A few days ago, he received a threatening letter telling him to withdraw from the competition. We thought it was a joke and did not care."

Yang Wucheng's face became even more serious: "Nonsense! "This matter should be reported to the police. If you had contacted the police, we would have protected you from today's incident. Fortunately, those assassins died, otherwise …"

After he finished speaking, Yang Wucheng's expression turned fierce.

The gun-wielding killers were all dead, but Zhong Wentao was still unharmed. This was illogical.

There was only one possibility, and that was that Zhong Wentao was stronger than these assassins.

Zhong Wentao cursed in his heart as he began to suspect him.

Those assassins really did die weirdly. Although he was also injured, they were all physical wounds.

"Master, like I said, you have too many enemies. So many people want to kill you. If it wasn't for them fighting each other, you would have really died."

Zheng Yu pretended to sigh, and calmly replied to Yang Wucheng's questions.

Zhong Wentao's body quickly trembled as he lightly nodded, as if he agreed with Zheng Yu's words.

Yang Wucheng's doubt was dispelled, this was not something that had never happened before. There were too many enemies, and they would encounter people from different sides.