Legend of the End of the World

Chapter 34: The soul is one-line

Hiding in the room closest to where he had just stood, Meng Fan's forehead and palms were full of sweat, the wounds on his face and shoulders were hot and painful, and the blood flowing down his shoulders had stained more than half of his white shirt.

Meng Fan looked at Huang Ze through the crack of the door and seemed to be very patient. His back was still close to the wall, waiting quietly not far from the stairway.

What should I do? Meng Fan frowned and thought hard about countermeasures, but after thinking for a few minutes, he had no clue.

Although the slender silver metal thorn seems to be able to walk in a straight line, the attack range is too large. Even if there is no 50 meters in Huang Ze's mouth, it is at least 40 meters. In this way, he has no chance to walk to the stairs, and another safe fire passage is also within his attack range.

Meng Fan was very anxious. Today, he wanted to deter other forces by destroying the forces of the Zhou brothers, make them submit, and obediently hand over the right to operate the casino. Unexpectedly, he would meet such a scratching power here.

You should know that there are only 1,300 power people in the world, and the chances of meeting between power people are really slim. However, in just one month, I actually fought two consecutive battles between powers, which was really lucky.

At this time, Meng Fan knew very well that the longer the confrontation, the more unfavorable it would be to his situation. If Huang Ze stayed at the top of the stairs for a few days, he would starve to death.

There's nothing we can do. We can only fight and find opportunities in the battle!

At the moment when Meng Fan was about to rush out of the room, he inadvertently glanced at a room on the other side of the stairs, but was stunned.

I saw a man coming out of the room and couldn't see his face clearly from this angle, but judging from his clothes, it seemed that he came with him.

"Fun, fun, hahahaha." Huang Ze laughed again, and the silver thorn appeared in his right arm, crossing the chest of the person who came out of the room and raised him high.

The man didn't say a word and lowered his head feebly. Meng Fan still couldn't see her face clearly.

However, it was strange that Huang Ze left the wall and faced the provocation, completely exposing his back to himself that was not wrapped in silver metal.

A great opportunity! Meng Fan's mind moved, and hundreds of guns quietly floated up, and hundreds of bullets were fired out, with only one target - Huang Ze.

Huang Ze seemed to focus on looking at the person who was provoked in front of him without any defense. At this moment, the sound of bullets shooting into the body kept coming out, and flesh and blood flew across.

"Why?" Huang Ze turned around with difficulty, and his face was full of unbelievable.

He turned around again, looked up at the person who had been provoked, and finally fell back.

With the fall of Huang Ze, the silver thorn returned to the arm prototype, and the person who was provoked had no strength to rely on and fell to the ground heavily.

Meng Fan took a few steps quickly and came to Huang Ze's body. He looked down and saw him lying on his back in a pool of blood. His eyes were round, and the surprised expression on his face had not faded.

"Wow--" Meng Fan exhaled with relief, which was really thrilling. If it hadn't been for Longqi, he would probably have died here.

"Brother Longqi, I hope you don't die." Meng Fan squatted down and gently turned over the body of the stabbed person. He was about to test his breath, but he was stunned.

This person is not Longqi, but himself!

It's you, why? Meng Fan's pupils suddenly contracted rapidly, and his body couldn't stop trembling violently.

"Hello, captain!" In front of me, I suddenly opened my eyes and smiled with difficulty.

The vanity of the appearance gradually faded and restored Su Qian's peerless face. A touch of enchanting blood bloomed quietly on her chest, and blood gushed out like a spring, flowing through her body and gathering under her.

At this moment, all the colors in Meng Fan's eyes and heart converged into this bright red that did not fade. Su Qian in the pool of blood, like a fixed film, is reflected in Meng Fan's heart forever.

"Su Qian, I beg you not to die, don't die!" Meng Fan cried and held Su Qian tightly in his arms.

"It's good to win." Su Qian coughed violently, and a lot of blood gushed out of the corners of her mouth. She looked at Meng Fan confusedly, smiled slightly, and closed her eyes with a satisfied expression.

"No--" felt Su Qian's body sink in his arms. Meng Fan looked up to the sky and roared, picked up Su Qian horizontally, and ran downstairs desperately.

Meng Fan's figure quickly disappeared at the entrance of the stairs, and Huang Ze's body was almost shattered by dense bullets, lying on the ground like a clown. Only the blood, like a rose, is dazzling red and shocking, and the empty corridor still echoes with Meng Fan's unwilling roar.

The lobby on the first floor is still lively, and those crazy gamblers do not feel the tragic battle on the 12th floor at all. They are still addicted to the world of gambling and seek the excitement and pleasure brought by the moment of uncovering the bottom of the card.

Meng Fan rushed down from upstairs with Su Qian in his arms and rushed through the hall. The blood from Su Qian's chest in his arms was like a rose blooming all the way.

The gamblers seemed to have a little **, but when they looked up from the gambling table, Meng Fan had rushed out of the door.

"What's the matter, boss? What happened?" Qin Wanqing, who was waiting at the door, was very surprised to see Meng Fan coming back with a bloody man in his arms.

"Quick, I'm going to the nearest hospital. I can't let Su Qian have trouble!" Meng Fan's hair is messy and crazy.

Seeing Meng Fan's anxious look, how could Qin Wanqing dare to neglect it? He helped Meng Fan put Su Qian in the back row of the car smoothly, then got into the car and drove to the nearest Longhai Hospital at the fastest speed.

Meng Fan put Su Qian's head on his leg and stared at her still beautiful face, cutting her heart like a knife.

" boss, it's rush hour now. It's too traffic jam." Qin Wanqing has tried his best to drive the car to the fastest speed, but there was a traffic jam ahead. Although he was very anxious, there was nothing he could do.

Meng Fan suddenly raised his head and his eyes were shining.

'Bang', an Audi stopped in front of the car was lifted more than ten meters high by some kind of force and fell heavily into the green belt on the roadside.

The wheels of Qin Wanqing's Mercedes-Benz suddenly rotated at high speed, rubbing the ground and pricking. Suddenly, the Mercedes-Benz flew out like a runaway wild horse, and the speed far exceeded the maximum speed limit of this model.

'Bang', 'Bang', other vehicles in front of the car, regardless of the size of the model, even if the bus is full of people, is held high by a strange force and falls heavily on the green belt.

Meng Fan gently held Su Qian's body, with an extremely gloomy face, and told Qin Wanqing with a hint of command, "You just point the way, don't care about anything else."

Qin Wanqing was so fpointed that he had to nod heavily.

Under the guidance of Qin Wanqing, Mercedes-Benz drove on the road at a speed of almost more than 400 miles. Vehicles passed by, and there was a piece of car wreckage on the green belt on the side of the road.

Meng Fan focused all his attention on the road ahead, and all obstacles were broken.

Devil, yes, I am the devil.

The people in the car that were thrown down have nothing to do with me. Su Qian, even if everyone in the world is dead, I will save you!

Along the way, Meng Fan had no red light in his heart, no other car, only the bright red on Su Qian's chest.

It was originally a ten-minute drive from Yuehua Hotel to the nearest hospital, but Meng Fan only took three minutes to get there. At the gate of the hospital, before the car stopped, Meng Fan rushed out with Su Qian in his arms and went straight to the emergency room. Qin Wanqing could only follow Meng Fan as far as possible.

"Nurse! I beg you to help her!" Meng Fan rushed into the emergency room and held Su Qian in front of a white coat.

"What's the hurry?" The white coat frowned in disgust, "Don't you see that there is still someone waiting in front of you? Besides, have you registered for the emergency department?"

"Help her, I beg you, she bled a lot." Meng Fan's tone was almost pleading.

"Cut." Meng Fan's plea did not work. The middle-aged nurse curled her lips and said, "I've seen a lot of this. Don't talk to me. The attending surgeon is operating on others. There are not enough people in the hospital. Wait a few minutes."

"What?" Meng Fan was stunned.

"I'm Qin Wanqing from Lisbon Casino. Give her a blood transfusion quickly!" Qin Wanqing finally arrived. Seeing this scene, he rushed up and kicked the nurse to the ground.

In Macao, Meng Fan's name was unknown, but the name of the Qin brothers in the Macao casino was well known. Qin Wanqing's foot was very shocking. The middle-aged nurse hurriedly got up and greeted other nurses to push Su Qian into the emergency room.

Meng Fan wandered around at the door of the emergency room, anxiously, but he was worried that it would affect the doctor's rescue and dared not rush into the emergency room to ask.

Qin Wanqing made a phone call on one side. Less than two minutes later, two middle-aged men in white rushed over and ran to Qin Wanqing and shouted, "Qin Liuge."

Qin Wanqingma*, two middle-aged people, took to Meng Fan and introduced: " boss, these two are the vice presidents of this hospital and also surgical experts. Don't worry, there must be no problem with them."

The two doctors nodded and entered the emergency room.

With two surgeons, Meng Fan's anxious heart finally eased a little. At the same time, Meng Fan has been praying silently in his heart - Su Qian, you will be fine, you will be fine!

Meng Fan finally understood that Longqi who went to the Yuehua Hotel with him was originally Su Qian. She turned into Longqi just to follow herself and help herself at a certain moment.

She must have also found a loophole in Huang Ze's power in that room. She turned into her own appearance. She must have reported her death belief and wanted Huang Ze to mistakenly think that she had solved herself, become relaxed and relaxed her vigilance.

Su Qian has won an attack with her own life! Meng Fan sat down in the corner of the wall, his head was buried between his legs, and hot tears quietly slipped from the corners of his eyes and soaked his clothes.