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Chapter 75 Post-war Supper

Lin Zule shook his shoulders without a look, and said, "Then you blew up, anyway, the hospital is not mine anyway. That's it. I will withdraw first.

Lin Zulle said that he really turned his body and looked like he was ready to leave.

Jun Niwang was suddenly anxious. In fact, no one wanted to die. He just wanted to take the opportunity to talk about conditions. Now he can't contact the police, but he has to rely on the person in front of him to help him pass the words?

If it weren't for this female tyrannosaurus against this female tyrannosaurus, Junnang would definitely shoot at Lin Zule, and interrupted his legs first.

"You stand up for me, you have to dare to go, I will hit the head of this woman! And a few of you, let me put the gun down all!"

The little tiger and A Langwen immediately put down the gun, Li Jie and Wang Jianjun, Jack, and Tian Yangyi looked at Lin Zule, waiting for him to order.

Lin Zule turned around and looked at Junniwang: "Why are you? I said that I was passing by, you still have to let me stay, you are so difficult!"

Jun Ni Wangyou roared crazy: "It's this time, I care if you pass by, in short, you have to come according to my instructions, otherwise I will hit the woman's head."

"Then you shoot." Lin Zule said calmly.

Everyone's eyes turned to him, and even Jun Niwang looked at Lin Zule stupidly.

Director, this script is wrong!

"I'm not familiar with this Madam, you killed her, and it has no effect on me. I don't understand you as villains. Why do you still like it when you come?" Isn't it decisive? "

Jun Naiwang suddenly said, the bullets naturally threatened the most when they were not fired. This was to kill Cheng Xiaodong, then he had only one dead end.

He opened his mouth and wanted to put some more words, but didn't know what to say.

When the opposite enemies are not threatened by you, everything you do is futile.

Jun Niwang was a little panicked for a while. I don't know how to continue.

Cheng Xiaodong, who was held by him, noticed this, and made actions when the camera was interrupted.

I saw her holding her hands with her hands holding the gun and pulled it hard.

Bang ~

Two gunfires were intertwined, Jun Niwang screamed, and released Cheng Xiaodong.

He is still struggling to touch the flying bomb remote control.

However, a gunshot came again, and the remote control was hit directly.

Lin Zule calmly lost the pistol that had been emptied, stepped forward quickly, and helped Cheng Xiaodong, who was poured to the blood pool.

The two gunfires just now have a shot that Lin Zule fired off the remote control in the hands of Johnn Wangwang.

Another gun was Cheng Xiaodong grasping the gun that Johnny Wang fired at his belly.

The bullet directly passed through the body of Xiaodong, and hit Junniwang.

Looking at Cheng Xiaodong, who was vomiting blood, Lin Zule sighed: "You are lucky!"

Then he torn off the clothes of Cheng Xiaodong's gun position, took out the silver needle and tied it up.

Cheng Xiaodong's luck is really good. Lin Zule previously promised Aaron to save Rona, and deliberately filled the acupuncture skills.

With a full -level acupuncture, it comes with a magical power. It is okay to drag Cheng Xiaodong back from the Ghost Gate.

Of course, it is just to help her breath, so that she can take a while, and if she does not do it, it must be hung up.

Johnnie Wang's luck was not so good.

After the bullet passed through the buffer of Cheng Xiaodong's body, it got stuck in his body. In addition, Lin Zule's previous shot directly destroyed half of his hand.

Without Lin Zule to save him, he would have been basically dead.

The kind of person who survives being shot more than a dozen times does not exist in reality.

Once Johnny Wang, the gang leader, died, the remaining gangsters in the hospital naturally had no reason to persist.

If you resist hard, you will die, if you surrender, you will just go to jail. Everyone will settle the score.

And even if the big boss behind the scenes wants to settle accounts, he can't blame these little minions.

When they threw away their guns, the police outside finally came in.

Raymond looked at the corpses lying around in the hospital, and his expression was not ordinary ugly.

It's about to be promoted again. As soon as this incident comes out, let alone promotion, it's already very good not to be demoted.

Under the guidance of the waiter, he and Uncle Biao hurried to the top floor.

Finally, I saw Johnny Wang for the last time. Before I could say a word, Johnny Wang tilted his head and received the lunch box.

Next to him is Cheng Xiaodong who is being rescued by medical staff.

Fortunately, this is a hospital, with all the facilities below, and with Lin Zule hanging on the wall, Cheng Xiaodong was able to save his life, but he will probably have to recuperate for a long time.

Lin Zule and his bodyguards had disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared.

A Lang also disappeared, which was only discovered by Peng Xinjian after he came up.

Raymond had previously asked the guys to let Lin Zule go, and Alang was regarded as one of them and slipped away smoothly among the team.

When Peng Xinjian discovered that A Lang was missing, he was worried for a while. After all, one of his undercover agents had already been killed. If something happened to A Lang, he would probably blame himself for a long time.

Not every police officer can't take his undercover seriously.

Undercover agents who want to make people feel at ease must not only use the excuse of upholding justice and law, but also use emotions to bind them.

Except for those like Huang Zhicheng and Kang Daoxing, the life and death of undercover agents are not a big deal in their eyes.

While a group of policemen were busy cleaning up their mess, Lin Zule and the others had already finished taking a bath in the bathhouse and went to Po Kee for a late-night snack.

Seeing the young man running around the iron pot as if performing acrobatics, Lin Zule curiously asked Bo Ji: "Uncle Bo, is this your new chef?"

"No, this is my uncle, his name is Azhi. He just came from the mainland. He used to work in Yangcheng Tower. He recently participated in a national celebrity chef competition and his ranking was not very good. I asked him to come to Hong Kong City to relax. He looked

I'm so busy, so he's clamoring for help. Don't look at his fancy tricks, but his craftsmanship is nothing to say, he's just a little bit worse than me."

Bo Ji smiled so hard that he was obviously very satisfied with the free labor in front of him.

While the two were talking, Azhi had already fried the vegetables. When he brought up the stack of fried beef, Lin Zule was really frightened.

Let’s not talk about the taste. The appearance alone is outstanding. It doesn’t look like something from a street food stall.

Lin Zule took a bite and tasted it, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Bo Ji was still bragging. In terms of this skill, he was not even better than him.

After a day of fighting, Lin Zule, who was already starving, suddenly started devouring the wedding banquet.

Li Jie and Wang Jianjun around him were not much better either.

I originally had to attend Lam Baosheng's charity gala tonight, but Lin Zule had long forgotten about it.

Anyway, favors won't escape there. Unless Bao Sheng Group goes bankrupt, they won't be able to refuse Lin Zule if he comes to them.

After ordering a whole table of dishes, not even a single vegetable was left.

Lin Zule and Li Jie slumped on their chairs without any image. They were too full.

At this time, Azhi, who had just finished his work, came over wiping his hands and asked with a smile: "How is it? Does it taste good?"

Lin Zule gave a thumbs up and said, "You can tell just by looking at the dishes on the table."

When Azhi saw it, the plates on the table were as shiny as if they had been licked. The best praise for a chef is not those lavish compliments, but to completely destroy every dish he produces.

The smile on Ah Zhi's face became even more proud: "Bo Ji also said that my cooking skills are not as good as his. Can you eat the dishes he cooks so cleanly?"

Lin Zule glanced at Bo Ji, who had a sullen expression next to him, and did not answer the question, but instead started talking about something else.

After all, Bo Ji was also his old friend. How could he forget the old friend when there was a new one?

Fortunately, Azhi didn't take it seriously. He just wanted to show off in front of his nephew so as to maintain the dignity of his elders.

------Digression-----

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