The strongest military doctor

Chapter 107
The anger on Zhang Yi's body still hasn't subsided.

Once the anger is ignited, it will inevitably set off a bloody storm.

In more than ten minutes, Zhang Yi had already killed from upstairs to downstairs.

Of the hundred or so thugs who can stand facing Zhang Yi now, only the dozen or so people in front of them are left.

Although they can still stand, standing alone is useless, you also need to have combat power.

Obviously, these dozen or so boys no longer have the minimum combat effectiveness.

But in the eyes of Zhang Yi, who has entered a violent state, these people are still the targets of his continued killing.

Anyone who offends my heavenly power will be punished!
Zhang Yi angrily approached these people step by step.These dozen or so people seemed to be looking at the devil, and they backed away in fear.

Although they held broad-backed machetes made of fine steel in their hands, such machetes had lost all meaning to them, and even became a burden for them to escape.

"Kill!" Zhang Yi yelled violently, swung two sticks, and rushed towards the boys.

Swinging the two short sticks vigorously, countless shadows of sticks were raised in front of him.

"Swish, swish, swish" there was a flurry of sticks flying, and the sound of piercing the wind was ear-piercing and frightening.

It's too late for the dozen or so ponies in front of them to run away!

The stick Zhang Yi swung seemed to be a huge vortex, rushing towards them at high speed.

In an instant, more than a dozen were involved in Zhang Yi's vortex. They were obviously just two short sticks, but they seemed to be drawn into a meat grinder. It is hard to guard against.

More than a dozen people, despite Zhang Yi's frenzied whipping with sticks, were powerless to parry.

It seems that a dozen people are surrounded by hundreds of people holding sticks, and they are frantically beating you.

More than a dozen people first suffered multiple fractures in their trunks, and then their skins and flesh began to be torn apart, and their flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Zhang Yi swung this stick down, and he could directly shatter Ma Zai's nose, and the bone stubble from the broken nasal bone pierced into his mouth, vomiting blood from his mouth.

After a frantic sweep, more than a dozen people were all beaten beyond recognition by Zhang Yi's fierce "meat grinder", and fell to the ground, turning into puddles of rotten meat, their whole bodies falling apart.

I can't even get up, and I don't even have the strength to scream.

In the lobby on the first floor, the floor, walls, billiard table, and even the retro chandelier on the ceiling were all stained with blood.

Zhang Yi's body seemed to be covered with a layer of cinnabar paint, and it turned completely red, as if a layer of hot flames were burning on his body.

Around him were horse boys lying on the ground. Although Zhang Yi had entered a state of violent killing, he did not really kill these people.

Even if they were beaten and disabled, he still spared them a dog's life.

Zhang Yi is not a bodhisattva with a kind heart and a soft heart. Facing these people heinous, if there is no iron law of his ancestors not to kill indiscriminately, he would have killed these people [-] times!
With no more targets to attack, Zhang Yi panted heavily, and the violent air in his body had begun to slowly settle.

The rushing blood and bursting veins have also calmed down, slowly returning to normal.

A path of blood has been cut out, and no one dares to stop him anymore. Zhang Yi was about to go back, but Meng Ruyan left here quickly.

But just as he was about to turn his head, he suddenly felt that the back of his head was being held against by a cold object.

With years of experience, Zhang Yi knew that what was stuck on the back of his head was a gun!

Zhang Yi didn't move, standing where he was, Li Minghao's voice came from behind him, "Yes, Zhang Yi, I can fight quite well, I have spent a lot of money to hire hundreds of ace fighters, and I can't stand it in front of you!" But, what's the use of you being able to shoot, no matter how awesome you are, can you beat bullets!"

"My friend, I came here today to make a break with you, but it's not this kind of break. We could have reconciled, we could have dealt with Lian Shengyi together, we could have sold drugs together, and I can help you. Your princelings entered the drug market in the university town. But, you are too shameless! You even plotted against me!" Zhang Yi showed a very disappointed look.

Li Minghao's heart trembled, Zhang Yi actually mentioned Lian Shengyi, and even mentioned the drug market.

How could he know these things?
Although their princelings have always wanted to enter the university town and have a place in the drug market in the university city, Lian Shengyi tried every means to stop them, leaving them with no choice.

Although all the princelings are rich sons, they can afford thugs and hire gold medals and red sticks.However, matters in the arena cannot be solved by hiring thugs with money.

Therefore, they have never worked with Lian Shengyi, nor have they broken faces with Lian Shengyi. They have always played tricks secretly. I am afraid that even Lian Shengyi himself will not realize that it is the princelings who have been trying to deal with them.

And Zhang Yi, an outsider with mud legs, how could he suddenly say this!
Why did he come to take the initiative to find him this time? Could it be that he really guessed wrong?Didn't Zhang Yi come here to find fault?

Zhang Yi felt that Li Minghao's hand holding the gun was shaking slightly.

After all, Li Minghao is the son of the deputy mayor, the son of a son.

Although he joined the princelings, there is still a certain difference between the princelings and the underworld.

They just have money, they just dare to act recklessly, they just dare to hire murderers to kill people.

However, if you really let them kill by themselves, I'm afraid they really won't be able to do it!
"What do you mean by mentioning Lian Shengyi? What do you know?" Li Minghao asked.

"I know more than you can imagine. But you are pointing a gun at me now, I really don't know if there is any need to tell you any more."

"What nonsense, you killed so many of my brothers and ruined my billiard hall. You have to sacrifice your life to accompany this loss!"

Li Minghao's gun has been loaded with bullets, and the safety is on. If only his hand pulls the trigger, Zhang Yi's head will explode immediately.

If Li Minghao could maintain his rationality, he probably wouldn't pull the trigger, but seeing Li Minghao's current posture of not caring about 21, it is very likely that Zhang Yi's life will be hurt.

At this moment, this kind of environment, this kind of bloody killing atmosphere, has made Li Minghao walk onto a single-plank bridge. He has no way to turn back, only to shoot!
At this moment, Meng Ruyan walked down from upstairs step by step.

Facing the wounded all over the ground and the bloody scene of killing, she felt extremely terrified in her heart, but she tried her best to control herself and calm herself down.

When she went downstairs, her steps were not chaotic, her eyes were not in a daze, and the gun in her hand was pointed at Li Minghao's face all the time, without trembling!

That's right, Meng Ruyan was carrying a gun.

A pocket pistol made in Germany, the size can fit in a lady's satchel, and the distance from the handle to the trigger is just right for a woman with slender fingers.

This is a pistol commonly used by female agents in the world.

Meng Ruyan has a big family and a big business, so it is not an exaggeration to smuggle such a gun and wear it on her body for self-defense.

"Li Minghao, put down the gun, otherwise, we can take a gamble to see if your head will bloom first, or Zhang Yi's will bloom first!"

Meng Ruyan's tone was cold, her expression was even colder, and there was a murderous look in her eyes.

Under such circumstances, how many women can there be, and Meng Ruyan can be in such a calm and steady state.

She doesn't seem to be holding a gun to kill people now, but is conducting a very ordinary business negotiation.

The difference is that this negotiation must be won!In the past, the bet was money, but now, the bet is life...

　Thanks to the two brothers [over half a century] and [indifferent to fame and wealth] for their rewards, Sky would like to thank you here, and hope you all the best.

　　
　
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