Chief mad doctor

Chapter 0122 That Man

Ye Chong turned the chair suspiciously and suddenly lost his soul and took several steps back.

Yue Baiyun was paralyzed on the chair, his head drooped as if he had been broken, his eyes slanted, and looked at Ye Chong in a daze, as if he were dying.

"What's going on? Yue Baiyun is dead!??"

Ye Chong looked at the miserable Yue Baiyun in astonishment, with a buzz in his mind. He couldn't figure out why he died within half an hour after talking to him on the phone. What happened in this half hour?

When he was tangled in place, he suddenly heard some strange sounds in the small room next to him. Ye Chong raised his keen ears and quickly opened the door and found that there was some dust falling on the wall, and the moment he opened the door, it seemed that there was still a slight gap in the wall that was closing.

"Is it my eyes dazzled? Is there a secret channel hidden in this room? Ye Chong rubbed his eyes and slowly groped for the blank wall.

The decoration in this room is very simple, with only a table and a chair. In addition, the largest object is the file cabinet next to it.

He searched for a while, looked at these simple and complex objects, and suddenly felt that he didn't know how to start. Ye Chong stood up straight, sighed, touched his chin with one hand and frowned bitterly. According to the inertia of Yue Baiyun, the old fox, the decoration in the room must be an illusion. Except that the secret room can be opened inside, the button must not be here, which must be within his reach.

With a sudden light in front of his eyes, he quickly ran outside, opened all the drawers, and looked up and down. The effort paid off. After a while, he finally saw a red-top black circular arc button in the bottom drawer. He twisted it hard and only heard the sound of "kab click..." in the cabin.

Ye Chong looked in and saw a gap slowly crack in the wall, and then a cave that could only accommodate one person was exposed. He carefully explored into the cave and found that the depth of the black winter was bottomless, and a dark wind came directly from inside, making people couldn't help but get goosebumps.

"This guy really has a big secret, otherwise what would he do to set up a secret room in his office? It's strange, how can this kind of building open up tunnels?

Now is not the time to think about this. Ye Chong took a deep breath and drilled in with his waist...

This secret room was a little long, and it took about seven or eight minutes for Ye Chong to see some light. After he got out, he burst into tears.

"Damn it, it fucking hurts."

And when he opened his eyes and gradually adapted to the surrounding environment, he was surprised to see some black cloth shaking in the distant corner, and then disappeared immediately.

"That murderer!?" Ye Chong immediately stood up and ran out in that direction. As he ran, he looked around for a moment, and it turned out to be a private house. I couldn't help saying strangely, "The Dragon Film Building is near the Central Square, which is the most prosperous area in Fengning City. How can there be a private house? No wonder no one has noticed it."

After chasing a distance, Ye Chong found that he was escaped by the other party every time at the corner, so he turned over the roof and looked down in mid-air to find it. This look was indeed found by him.

The man ran for a long time, breathless, hid in the corner and secretly looked back and found that no one followed. Then he turned two turns to the front, and then hid in a dilapidated courtyard similar to a quadrangle courtyard, looked around, closed the door and locked it, and then leaned on the big tree next to him and sighed for a long breath.

However, of course, when he was about to sit down and rest, a voice suddenly sounded above, like a shocking Thunderbolt in his ears.

"It's so hard for me to find you!"

The man looked up and saw Ye Chong standing on the book, looking down from top to bottom, with a sneer on the corners of his mouth. He flew down with a "sw" and landed firmly on the ground.

He was shocked and quickly stepped back a few steps, staring at Ye Chong as if facing the enemy.

Ye Chong stood firm and clapped his hands and looked at him with a smile. The man was dressed in a black robe and covered his head with a hood behind him, but when he looked directly at him, he could see a long scar on his face from his forehead to his lips. He was a man in a cloak.

"Ha ha, I didn't expect you to look like this. No wonder you should cover your face with a hood."

"You... why are you chasing me? Don't forget that Yue Baiyun can vent his anger with your nostrils today and secretly fight against you tomorrow.

Ye Chong squinted and saw that he was a little nervous, so he smiled and said, "Who told you that I was the same nostril? I had known that he was just using me."

"Then why are you chasing me?"

"That's because we have hatred in the first place."

The cloak man was stared, frowned and looked down at Ye Chong, and said, "What is your deep hatred when I see you for the first time? You speak inexplicably."

Ye was so angry that he brushed his face. Do you want to admit it? Ha ha, you killed Dr. Long. You can't just want to leave like this.

The cloaked man suddenly laughed after hearing this. Spread out his hands and said to Ye Chong, "I know Dr. Long, but I haven't killed him at all. You can say whatever you want. I know that I have seen your treatment. You are an apprentice of Dr. Long. You are a talent.

"Hey, do you want to say something nice so that I won't kill you? Anyway, I must take your life today. If you want to say something, just say it to my knife. Ah——”

He roared, rose up, pulled out two knives from his waist in mid-air and burst up. As soon as the cloak man saw the other party's fierce momentum, he shouted in his heart, "It's not good." He hurriedly turned around and was about to run. He believes that his achievements in medical skills are much better than ordinary doctors, and he rarely meets his opponents. But when it comes to fighting and killing, it is much worse than Ye Chong, a professional household.

Waiting here can only be death. The cloak man hurriedly turned around to escape, but Ye Chong jumped down and stepped on his robe. He raised the knife in his hand and was about to insert it into his body.

Seeing that he could not be dragged away, at the critical moment, the cloak man rose up and pulled his whole body hard, and the robe tore apart from the middle. With a move of "golden cicada shelling" rolled to the side a few times, he stood up and wanted to run. Ye Chong finally chased him all the way here to find him. How could he be so lost from his nose? He shouted and flew forward and kicked the cloak man to the ground, holding the scalpel and swinging hard.

The cloak man was in a hurry and quickly reached out against his wrist. Ye Chong pressed down hard, and he blocked up vigorously. Then when Ye Chong's attention was focused on himself, he suddenly held the other party's wrist and swept his feet. Ye Chong almost ate his head.

"Good boy, there are two good ones." Ye Chong smiled coldly, swept over with another foot, kicked him to the ground, stepped forward on the cloak man's chest, and let him wave his hands and shout for his life.

"Let me go... let me go, I really didn't kill your master!"

"Hey, does it make sense to tell me this now? I'm going to make you feel painless." Ye Chong opened his eyes wide and stared at him, and his eyes were covered with blood.

He held the leaf knife and violently cut a big cut on the other party's raised arm, and his blood spewed out. It spread it on the ground and soaked the robe.

"I want you to live and not die." At this time, Ye Chong had already killed his red eyes, grinned and raised the bright knife in his hand, leaving only the frightened look of the cloak man in his eyes.

At this time, suddenly, Ye Chong felt a cool breeze on the ground, but it was not the natural one, but a cold and murderous atmosphere. He suddenly flashed aside and saw a bright light shining on his face and inserting fiercely on the ground behind Ye Chong. At the moment of passing, even his skin could feel a cold coolness.

Ye Chong looked back and saw that it was a flying knife. He frowned slightly and looked familiar.

The cloak man beside him was stared, and then laughed arrogantly, "Hahaha... Ye Chong, it's time for you to die, hahaha..."

This sounded like a shout for no reason, but when Ye Chong turned around and looked in the direction thrown by the flying knife, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

I saw a man standing on the wall, eight feet tall and with strange eyes, and the roots of his hair with a lot of hairspray stood up. He wears a pair of antique pointed scalp shoes on his feet, surrounded by silver metal edges, which looks dazzling in the sun. The strangest thing is his dark red slim suit, which is covered with dazzling patterns and embroidered with colorful palm-sized butterflies.

Looking at him in a frenze, Ye Chong's eyebrows frowned more and more tightly. The other party's strange shape made him feel as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.

After looking at it for a while, suddenly, his eyes widened with a sudden shock in his mind and finally knew who the other party was!