Chapter 675: Monitoring

One minute.

Ying Zheng's heart suddenly sank. From beginning to end, he had no idea what murderer He Bao wanted him to hand over, and how to hand it over?

"I, Ying Zheng, have always been brave enough to do things." Ying Zheng said loudly, "I just don't know what murderer the Zhou family wants me to turn over this time."

"Ying Zheng, since you want to explain your words, then I will do what you want." Lie Long raised his voice and stared at Ying Zheng, "Do you dare to say that the death of our Young Master Zhou Shi has nothing to do with you?"

"What!" Ying Zheng's face turned pale in shock, "Zhou Shi is dead?"

Ying Zheng's heart suddenly sank to the extreme. He knew exactly what this meant. The Zhou family was so furious tonight because of Zhou Shi's death. In Macau, who dares to touch the Zhou family?

But the winner happened to be involved with Zhou Shi before that.

Unexpected disaster!

Ying Zheng closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then slowly opened his eyes, "Whether you believe it or not, Zhou Shi's death has nothing to do with me, Winner."

"That's a good saying, 'It has nothing to do with you winning'." He Bao suddenly raised his hand and raised his gun again, pointing at Ying Zheng, a cold and ferocious light flashed across his face, "Last ten seconds! Hand over the murderer, otherwise, I promise you I can’t stand up again in this life.”

The evil spirit is strong.

Ten seconds!

At this moment, the hearts of all the winners present were shaken, and their faces were horrified.

"Brother Zheng." Jiang Anling's face paled even more, her eyes filled with anxiety. As soon as Ying Zheng was in turmoil tonight, Ying Zheng transferred most of the power in the villa to the hospital to protect Ying Hang, who had just woken up, including Bai asked beside him.

Now in this hall, no one can stop Lielong Hebao.

boom!

Gunshots suddenly rang out.

About three meters away from Yingzheng, a guard of Yingzheng fell down at the sound.

In the flash of lightning just now, the winner's guard tried to draw his gun, but as soon as he moved his hand, Lielong noticed him. His speed of drawing the gun was not inferior to He Bao's, and even better.

During the whole process, He Bao didn't look sideways, his dark gun pointed at Ying Zheng, motionless.

"Five seconds.

"

He Bao spoke softly, with a ruthless expression.

"Four!"

The moment He Bao said the number, his face suddenly twisted in a ferocious manner...

"No!" Jiang Yuling screamed, realizing that He Bao was about to shoot.

The figure flickered.

Ying Zheng has gone through ups and downs in his life, and this is not the first time he has been pointed at a gun. He could keep his expression calm, but this time, Jiang Yuling was beside him. Before Ying Zheng could react, Jiang Yuling had already thrown herself in front of him. At this moment, gunfire rang out.

boom!

Jiang Yuling's body fell on Ying Zheng's body.

"Ling!"

Ying Zheng's eyes widened and he yelled crazily.

The clothes on Jiang Yuling's back were instantly stained red with blood.

Bang bang bang!

At this time, a series of gunshots suddenly sounded outside.

Tongues of fire spurted out.

In front of the window on the side of the winner's hall, the Zhou family's thugs fell down in response.

Bang bang.

There was a lot of gunfire.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Lielong Hebao and others immediately jumped to one side to avoid.

"Boss, let's go!" Zeng Leiting glanced at the window and spoke hurriedly.

Bai asked.

The bodyguards that Ying Zheng hired at a high price actually rushed back with Ying Zheng's bodyguards at this time.

Under the cover of Bai Wen, Ying Zheng picked up Jiang Anling and ran to one side. In the process, several of Ying Zheng's personal guards fell into a pool of blood.

"Go to the attic!" Ying Zheng yelled.

At that moment, Bai Wen caught Lie Long He Bao off guard, but Ying Zheng knew that it would be difficult to defeat Lie Long He Bao with Bai Wen alone. What's more, there were many more people from the Zhou family than Winner tonight. , they have surrounded the Winner Manor, and it is almost impossible to break out. The only option is to retreat to the attic and find a way to deal with them.

Also, Jiang Anling's situation is what Yingzheng is most concerned about.

Withdraw, hide, retreat!

Gunshots kept ringing out...

That night, the superintendent of police in Macau seemed to disappear completely. Even the people nearby heard the gunshots coming from Winner and chose to call the police. However, no police car arrived at Winner's manor.

"Ling, you have to hold on." Ying Zheng's hands holding Jiang Anling were already dyed red. He placed Jiang Anling on the bed in a room at the attic and held her hands tightly. At this moment, Jiang Anling's face turned red. It has turned white to the extreme, and her breath is weak, but her eyes are still full of tenderness, looking at Yingzheng so quietly. She no longer had the strength to speak, so she could only look at him blankly.

Compared to the gunshots in Winner's Manor, the International Hospital was deathly silent.

The Zhou family was furious and their bodies were scattered thousands of miles away.

The winner was suffering an unprecedented blow. At this moment, all the senior officials of the International Hospital gathered together and stood on the aisle. On the other side of the aisle, there was a photo of Sunday.

Sun Zhao's face is always filled with a strong evil spirit, like an active volcano, ready to erupt again at any time.

The top management of the hospital were all silent.

They are worried that their hospitals may also be subject to the wrath of Sunday photos.

Under this situation, they didn't dare to say another word, and they also didn't dare to neglect the Sunday photo.

"Gao Jian, where did Gao Jian go?" The dean of the International Hospital also has the surname Gao, Gao Hongyi. Due to nepotism, Gao Hongyi's cousin Gao Jian became the director of the surgical department of the International Hospital. Gao Hongyi issued a notice to all the senior executives above the director level of the entire hospital to come here, but at this time, Gao Jian disappeared.

Many hospital executives looked at each other and shook their heads.

"I saw him just before I came here." A director said.

Gao Hongyi frowned.

"He's here." A voice sounded.

On one side of the corridor, a middle-aged doctor in a white coat strode over with a somewhat ugly face, but no one cared. After all, which doctor can look good now?

"Gao Jian, where have you been?" Gao Hongyi frowned and asked the doctor.

Gao Jian hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head and came to Gao Hongyi's side, lowering his voice, "Brother Yi, come with me, I have something very important to tell you."

Gao Hongyi frowned, "What is it?"

"It's very important anyway." Gao Jian was anxious, "Brother Yi, just follow me."

Gao Hongyi hesitated.

Gao Jian simply gritted his teeth, "It's related to what happened tonight."

"What!" Gao Hongyi's pupils shrank, and then his expression became serious, "Let's go."

The two hurried, and soon Gao Jian took Gao Hongyi to his office.

"Gao Jian, what is going on?" Gao Hongyi couldn't help asking.

"Brother Yi, look at this..." Gao Jian's face became even more unnatural, pointing to the computer screen, which showed a surveillance video, and it was high-definition and uncensored.

"Where is this?" Gao Hongyi frowned, he couldn't see any bright spots.

Gao Jian's face was a little hot, "This, this is the women's locker room of the surgical department."