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070 Let them keep a low profile

Wu Qishan tried his best to stab the needle, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move a little.

Qian Yizhen's right hand pressed her hands behind her back, and Qian Yizhen's legs were pressed against her feet, and her whole body was pressed against the wall like a gecko.

Qian Yizhen ignored Wu Qishan's useless struggle. She turned to the security guard behind her and said, "Come here and watch this person."

The two security guards immediately called out cleverly and shouted in unison: "Yes!"

The sound is loud and you can hear the entire corridor.

"Sister Qian!"

Li Jingshan suddenly shouted, his tone of anxiety.

Before Qian Yizhen could react, a burning sensation suddenly came from her right hand.

The blazing touch was like putting his hand on an open fire, Qian Yizhen had to let go of her right hand and staggered and took a few steps back.

The strong burnt smell came into the nostrils, and Qian Yizhen could no longer feel her right hand. She looked down and saw that it was indeed charred and her whole hand was beyond recognition.

When she raised her head, she saw Wu Qishan turn around, with two bright fireballs in her hands.

The rolling flames, like the special-effect fireballs in the movie, will never be forgotten.

"It's you!" Qian Yizhen shouted in surprise.

Wu Qishan snorted coldly, his small eyes glared at Qian Yizhen, wishing she could be smashed into pieces.

"You stinky damn! It hurts me every time!"

Wu Qishan shouted while throwing fireballs in the direction of Qian Yizhen. He had completely lost his mind and just wanted to kill this woman who had been destroying his good deeds.

Fuck the rules, he will kill this woman!

"Run! Get out of here!" Qian Yizhen shouted to the people around her while dodging the fireball.

Without her reminder, the people gathered around had already fled around.

The security guards began to evacuate the crowd. Li Jingshan pulled Liu Wen and hid in a utility room. Through the glass window on the door, they could see the situation in the corridor.

Wu Qishan pursued Qian Yizhen relentlessly, but he could never hit Qian Yizhen who was as fast as a leopard.

"What's going on with that person?" Liu Wen lay on the glass window and asked in shock.

Isn’t this kind of thing throwing a fireball with no hands only in movies?

"It was because that guy's fireball hit that Sister Qian became what she is now." Li Jingshan lowered his head and opened the light curtain, and replied without looking back.

His hands were trembling, and he pressed the button on the light curtain several times wrong.

The more anxious he is, the more likely he makes mistakes. It took Li Jingshan a long time to find the three words "Pei Wenlun" and dialed them directly.

Li Jingshan doesn't wear headphones, so he turns on hands-free.

After beating a few times, Pei Wenlun connected, and the sound came from Li Jingshan's smart bracelet: "We have arrived at Tianhe Hospital, now..."

"Brother Pei, call the firefighters here, the gangsters who robbed the supermarket are here!" Li Jingshan shouted loudly before Pei Wenlun finished speaking.

Pei Wenlun was stunned for a second, and he stopped and asked, "Who are you talking about?"

"It's the gangster who threw fireballs that Sister Qian and I met in that supermarket. He is here to make trouble for the family. Call the firefighter quickly, and he is chasing Sister Qian to throw fireballs." Li Jingshan's speech was getting faster and faster. Through the small glass window, he could only see Qian Yizhen and Wu Qishan who were getting farther and farther away.

He was extremely anxious, but he didn't know what to do.

After hearing this, Pei Wenlun replied, "I understand." Then he hung up the phone.

"What should I do now?" Liu Wen asked back.

Li Jing drove the hands-free, and he could hear clearly the conversation between him and Pei Wenlun.

"Do you know where the fire hydrant is here?" Li Jingshan suddenly asked.

*

The main building of Tianhe Hospital, first floor lobby.

Yao Liang looked at Pei Wenlun who suddenly stopped in confusion. He didn't know whose call he answered, and his face became very ugly.

Originally, this kind of medical case did not require their criminal investigation brigade to take action, but the family members who caused the trouble this time were just related to the robbery case, so they had to come.

Yao Liang felt that even if he didn't come, Pei Wenlun would definitely come back.

"Director Lu, how many people are on the sixth floor now?" Pei Wenlun suddenly asked Dean Lu who was leading them.

Dean Lu wanted to urge Pei Wenlun to hurry up, but the few people who made trouble on the sixth floor were prepared, and he heard that he even brought a knife.

If someone gets hurt, that's all.

After Pei Wenlun asked this, President Lu was stunned. What does this have to do with the people who caused trouble?

But he still answered honestly: "There should be only a dozen people, and the sixth floor is all operating rooms, so there are not many surgeries arranged today."

"Please evacuate everyone on the sixth floor immediately. People in danger are on the sixth floor." Pei Wenlun finished speaking, and before Dean Lu could respond, he said to Yao Liang: "Let's go up and be prepared to shoot at any time."

He strode towards the elevator, and Yao Liang and the few people behind him quickly followed.

Left with a puzzled face, Dean Lu stood alone in front of the elevator and stared at the closed elevator door. What's going on?

After entering the exclusive elevator of the Tianhe Hospital staff, Yao Liang saw Pei Wenlun really took out the gun he carried with him, so he asked, "What's going on? Isn't it just a few little Ronaldo? Is it necessary to take out the gun?"

I heard from Dean Lu that those people seemed to be people on the road, but holding iron sticks and kitchen knives should not be any powerful characters.

In his opinion, it was a bit too extreme to prepare the gun so early.

"The gangster who robbed the small supermarket is on the sixth floor." Pei Wenlun said while checking his robbery.

"Damn! That guy is actually here?!" Yao Liang couldn't help but swear.

They worked hard to find someone who had no results for three weeks and suddenly appeared in Tianhe Hospital. What could be more exciting than this news?

"You contact the fire brigade first and send a car over." Pei Wenlun reminded him, put down his hands and pointed the gun at the ground.

Yao Liang also took out his own snatch and turned to a young man behind him and said, "Xiao Guo, call the fire brigade, that guy can play with fire."

"Let them keep a low profile and come in through the back door." Pei Wenlun added.

Xiao Guo looked confused, and he asked in confusion: "Why do you have to enter through the back door?"

Pei Wenlun said nothing, Yao Liang stared at Xiao Guo with a look of regret.

"Don't be followed by those annoying paparazzi, anyway, you can do whatever you want." Yao Liang said angrily.

Xiao Guo: "..."

Let the fire brigade put out the fire in a low-key manner? This was the first time he heard such a request.

Pei Wenlun glanced at Yao Liang indifferently. After all, Qiu Yajing was a famous news reporter at Capital TV, but Yao Liang called him a paparazzi.

There is still a big difference between paparazzi and journalists.

However, for Yao Liang, there is no difference between these two nouns.

Since Qiu Yajing reported on the supermarket robbery, Yao Liang has begun to dislike all the reporters.
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