While Kim Ping An rushed over, Fang Donghai turned side easily and kicked his heel.

If the Achilles tendon is attacked, no matter how much you hate, you will have to fall down.

Kim Ping An, who was lying on the ground, wanted to hug Fang Donghai's calves, but the other party would not give him this opportunity.

Puff.

The dagger stabbed into Jin Ping'an's abdomen, and Fang Donghai did not pull his hand until the hilt of the knife was penetrated.

The moment the dagger took off his hand, it was like a living liquid, drilling towards Kim Ping'an's abdominal cavity.

There was no short sword blocking the wound, and blood was rushing out from the hole in the abdomen like death.

Jin Ping'an, who was lying on his back, raised his head, but instead of looking at his abdomen, he used all his strength to say to Fang Donghai: "You...stop for me..."

Neurological pain in the heel and abdominal cavity, let alone stand up.

Kim Ping'an didn't even have much strength to speak, so he could only watch Fang Donghai turn around.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three gunfires sounded one after another, hitting Fang Donghai.

Fang Donghai Ben undoubtedly killed the bodyguard beside Kim Ping'an.

But since the other party saw that he was shot, in order to protect the secret of the mask, he must not leave a living mouth.

Fang Donghai pulled out the pistol from the holster of another bodyguard's body and threw a bullet back without looking back.

There is no doubt that the bullet hit the head.

Kim Ping'an, whose vision was blurred due to tears and blood loss, stared at Fang Donghai with an angry gaze, but he shook off the bullet on his body like nothing happened.

For a moment, Kim Ping An didn't know whether the scene of the murderer wearing a mask was shot was the hallucination caused by excessive blood loss.

But a few pieces of glass smaller than the fingernail fell from the hole in his pocket as he shook.

Kim Ping'an put his left palm on one of the pieces, held the pieces with all his strength, and stabbed them into his palm.

After doing all this, he completely lost consciousness.

Fang Donghai did not notice Jin Ping'an's little movements. He put his hand into his pocket with an ugly expression and took out the screen, which was smashed by a bullet.

There was no Black Water to respond to this operation, so Fang Donghai could only contact some bounty hunters on his mobile phone to respond to him.

The broken phone means he needs to run to the nearest town with his legs.

Most of the guards in the entire manor are heading towards the location of the Bell Tower Garden.

Before everyone arrived, Fang Donghai took out his pistol and pointed it at the dying Jin Ping'an.

At this time, Kim Ping'an had already fainted due to pain and blood loss.

Bang!

The warhead shot at Kim Ping'an was intercepted by a small ball of black matter.

"Go to die!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang...

Fang Donghai knew that the pistol could not cause harm to him, but he still vented his anger and cleared the magazine towards Kim Ping'an.

The continuous gunfire provided a specific direction for the armed forces in the manor.

Fang Donghai knew that he could not drag it on anymore.

So he threw down his pistol and broke through to the nearest wall.

The crying mask is the best mask when facing ordinary people, no doubt about it.

He easily broke away from the encirclement and ran towards the distant town.

………………………………………

Drop, drop, drop...

“Hu…hu…hu…hu…hu…hu…hu…”

Accompanied by the heavy breathing, Jin Ping'an slowly opened his eyes. Gu Tuo

What caught my eye was the strange ceiling and part of the breathing mask.

A sense of weakness filled every cell of his body.

Kim Ping'an turned his head to observe the surrounding environment, and his gaze first fell on the electronic clock.

The dates above are one more than I remember.

As Kim Ping An continued to observe, the hospital ward was completely shattered, and everything before it was just a nightmare fantasy.

The scene of Cheng Lejia being choked and lifted up again came to his mind.

The next second, Kim Ping'an's eyes blurred.

"Pinching alone may not necessarily kill people... normal people... how can they break a person's neck with one hand... Le Jia must still be alive... that's all the illusion I dreamed of..."

Kim Ping'an endured the pain from his chest and kept comforting himself.

But no matter how he made excuses, he could not convince himself that it was an illusion.

Kim Ping'an reached out and pulled off the oxygen mask, supported the hospital bed with one hand, and stood up from the hospital bed with the other hand.

The wound that had just been sutured began to seep out blood due to random movement.

Since the dagger itself is not large, the area of ​​the stab wound caused is very small.

Kim Ping An reached out to his back and untie the bandage, used all his strength to tighten the bandage, and then tied a tighter knot in front of him.

Just tighten the bandage on the abdomen to the extent that it can affect your breathing.

Not to mention the pain coming from the wound, even if someone stabs you in the place where you tie a bandage, you may not be able to feel it.

At the same time, this can also solve the problem of bleeding.

This is one of the few useful knowledge that Kim Ping An has learned.

After getting rid of the pain in his abdomen, Kim Ping'an's first reaction was to raise his left hand and look for the fragment of the mobile phone screen embedded in his flesh.

When committing a murder, the murderer cannot carry irrelevant things, especially items such as mobile phones with huge amounts of information.

This is the only clue that he found out the real body of the murderer.

But the medical staff obviously would not let go of such obvious wounds, so they had already cleaned up the debris.

The movement of Jinping pulling out the oxygen delivery tube and getting up really alarmed Jiang Kaiji, who was caring outside the ward.

It was Tian Hao who commissioned him to come and take care of Kim Ping'an.

Tian Hao knew that he would not comfort people, and even if someone sacrificed himself, he would not show any emotion until the case was solved.

So Tian Hao simply refused to meet Kim Ping'an and asked Kang Kaiji to enlighten Kim Ping'an instead of him.

"Why are you getting out of bed? The wound has just been sewn not long ago!"

As soon as Jiang Kaiji opened the door, he saw Kim Ping An standing barefoot on the edge of the hospital bed, and hurriedly walked up to support him.

"Where is the thing?" Kim Ping An asked with his head down.

Jiang Kaijimi was muddy for a moment, and after thinking of Tian Hao’s explanation, she suddenly realized: “Things? Are you talking about the glass residue in your palm? When the doctor cleaned the wound before…”

“Where is the trash can?!”

Kim Ping An, who was out of control, grabbed Jiang Kaiji's arm and shouted.

Those broken glass pieces were the only clues he could find the murderer, and there would never be any mistakes.

Even if you search through the entire hospital's trash cans, even all the garbage trucks have to find it!

"Those glass fragments were not thrown away! Alas! Stop grabbing them! Your wound has just been sewn!"

Jiang Kaiji wanted to break free from Jin Ping'an's palm, but he was worried that he would use too much force, which would cause the wound to collapse.

He had no choice but to pull out one arm, take out a small bag with blood-breaking glass from his pocket, and shouted loudly: "The thing is here! Calm down!"

Kim Ping An immediately let go of his hand and snatched the transparent packaging bag.

This transparent small bag contains not glass, but his hope for revenge.
Chapter completed!