Fanghua Private Hospital is located in the city center, with a high reputation and high fees. It is a typical aristocratic hospital.

Chu Yun parked the car and walked leisurely into the gate.

"Sir, do you have an appointment?"

A security officer walked forward and blocked Chu Yun's way.

The charges are high, and the security system is naturally more complete. Even in broad daylight, visiting patients will face inspections.

"My wife is pregnant and wants to have a baby here. I'll come here to consult." Chu Yun smiled.

The security personnel looked at Chu Yun up and down, and their eyes fell on the car keys that were spinning in their hands.

"The consultation desk is on the east side of the first floor." The security staff introduced. "If you want to make an appointment, you can go to the second floor to find Director Li."

Chu Yun nodded and said, "Thank you."

Following the security guard's direction, Chu Yun briefly learned about the situation at the consultation desk and headed straight to the second floor.

But he didn't go to Director Li, but Han Jin.

Dongdong.

Chu Yun raised his hand and knocked on the door, looking dull.

Crack.

The door opened in response to the sound, and a middle-aged man standing at the door was a straight suit and tidy up his face.

"Who are you looking for?" The middle-aged man was burly and could not hide his strong figure even in a suit.

"I am Young Master Han's friend." Chu Yun smiled. "I heard that he was transferred here to recuperate, so I came here to visit him."

The middle-aged man frowned and said, "Mr. Han is resting, you can come back another day."

After saying that, the door will be closed.

"No." Chu Yun stretched out one foot and stuck the door. "I will go back to Beijing tomorrow. Just take a look, and it won't delay Mr. Han's rest."

The man hesitated and reminded him: "Don't stay for too long, Mr. Han is in a bad mood these two days."

"clear."

The man opened the door and put Chu Yun in.

This ward is a suite, with a large living room outside. In addition to the middle-aged man, there is also a young man sitting on the sofa. He should be the bodyguard in charge of Han Jin's safety.

"Young Master Han is resting in the inner room." said the middle-aged man.

"Okay." Chu Yun nodded and walked towards the bedroom with a relatively gentle movement.

Crack.

He gently pushed open the door and walked towards the hospital bed.

The bed was towering, Han Jin was sleeping soundly with his back facing the door.

Chu Yun came to the bed with a normal expression, and opened his thin lips slightly and said, "Mr. Han, let's talk a few words?"

"Um…"

A low, slutty and lazy voice sounded.

He slowly turned over, but when he turned around, he suddenly ejected from the bed!

Whoosh!

A sharp dagger pierced Chu Yun's lower abdomen, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, extremely vicious!

This attack was like thunder, which made Chu Yun's eyebrows locked. He took two steps back, but he still couldn't dodge. His lower abdomen was cut by a dagger and bleeding water oozed.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Chu Yun!"

A young man in a sick dress held a dagger in his hand and held the floor with one hand, like a flexible and agile jackal, with a bloodthirsty light in his eyes.

Click!

The two men who were originally left in the living room also rushed into the ward and closed the door neatly. Their eyes were ferocious and they stared at Chu Yun, staring at the prey like a wild beast.

Chu Yun lowered his head and touched the blood in his lower abdomen. The wound was not deep, but it was just gently cut.

trap?

It seems that the Han family has done a lot of this activity and did a good job in the aftermath.

"Where is the Han Jin people?" Chu Yun asked casually, not angry.

On the contrary, a heart-pounding cold light jumped in his dark eyes.

"You don't need to know where Mr. Han is!"

As soon as the man on the ground finished speaking, his body suddenly shot out as if he had a spring, and the dagger pierced Chu Yun's heart!

The two people standing behind Chu Yun did not hesitate at all and pulled out their daggers to attack!

In an instant, Chu Yun was attacked from both sides and was surrounded by dangers!

...

In an office of Fanghua Private Hospital.

Han Jin, wearing a sick gown, looked gloomy and smoked cigarettes hard.

Mrs. Han sat calmly on the sofa, holding a cup of fragrant tea in her hand, with a faint expression.

In addition to the mother and son, there is also an elderly man over 50 years old. He is wearing a brown long gown and looks calm, which is a hundred times easier than the Han family's mother and son.

"Don't worry, if you two are in the ward, there is absolutely no chance of survival. My three closed disciples joined forces and have never failed." The old man in the long coat said slowly. "If Young Master Han is willing, he can send him on his own. Of course, this price is calculated separately."

Han Jin snatched out the cigarette in his hand and said in a deep voice: "I will give you as much as possible!"

Han Jin's anger towards Chu Yun is beyond words. He has had the same nightmare every day these days. He was drunk and beaten into a dead dog, with no dignity.

This is a devastating trauma and an indelible psychological barrier for an extremely proud and arrogant person.

Only by killing Chu Yun can he be reborn.

This is true for Han Jin, and so is Mrs. Han.

The insult she endured was no smaller than her son. Her hatred for Chu Yun also reached its peak.

"Understand." The old man in the long gown nodded slightly. "We will fulfill Mr. Han's wish."

Time passes minute by minute.

Ten minutes have passed since Chu Yun entered the ward.

Based on the knowledge of the three apprentices by the old man in the long gown, this unsurprising hunt should end at this moment.

"Old Chen."

Mrs. Han put down the teacup and glanced at the old man in a cold look: "What are you going to make him die in the most painful way? Teach my son."

"Or, teach me."

The old man in the long gown, known as Mr. Chen, pursed his lips and said, "Although I don't have the means of Ling Chi, I can still ensure that he will not die after cutting off more than 20 pieces of flesh."

"That's it." Mrs. Han's tone was cold. "I'll add you ten million more."

"Thank you, madam." Mr. Chen bowed slightly and expressed his deep gratitude.

Another five minutes passed.

Han Jin, whose heart was burned with anger, stood up and said, "It's not over yet?"

He couldn't wait for a second.

Mr. Chen also felt something was wrong, and a quarter of an hour had passed. According to the killer principle, it is time to clean the scene and evacuate the site.

Why haven't the phone ringed yet?

Did the task change, or did it fail?

If not, the phone on the desk should have ringed.

Dingding.

Just when Mr. Chen was confused, his cell phone rang in time.

He breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "Mr. Han, it's all over."

Han Jin's face was expressionless and had no strange colors.

Before seeing Chu Yun's body and before he ended Chu Yun's life with his own hands, the anger in his heart could not be extinguished.

"Hey. How is it?" Mr. Chen answered the phone and said in a bad tone. "You are too slow."

Showing the style of a strict teacher in time can also show your face in front of the Han family's mother and son.

“Not slow.”

A cold voice came from the other side of the phone: "It takes time to deal with the corpse."

Old Chen's heart sank, and his eyes burst into light!
To be continued...