Chapter 108 Blood Type

"Good job, bloody enough!" Aomori Naomasa spit out a mouthful of blood, but the strength on his body gathered constantly...

He is using his strongest move, which he didn't have time to use when he played against Pan Hongsheng! This is a more powerful trick of heavy fist, a hot fist!

The principle of this move is somewhat similar to the ghost fire fist of the nine ghosts, but the power is not the same!

His heavy fist was already strong, but his explosive punch was even more unstoppable! Even the air will be burned by speed and tear your opponent to pieces!

Aomori Naomasa's move gambled on his life, but he knew that he would almost die!

Because his current situation is that his whole body is cracked and bleeding in many places, in this case, his body will be torn apart because he can't withstand the power of his fist at the moment of his move!

This is also the reason why he refused to make this move easily.

Even if it is in good condition, using this trick will have a chance to cause intracerebral hemorrhage and burst internal organs! Now he is completely looking for death!

It is also his current idea to die quickly and die in a more decent way.

He was destroyed by Pan Hongsheng alone, but now he came to revenge, but he was so miserable by a few pawns!

He doesn't want to live anymore! During the period of building strength, the wounds on the body have begun to crack bigger and bigger!

Zhang Bowen also felt the terrible boxing style of the other party, but he still had a hard back neck and rushed up...

"Cock!" Li Aijing, who was in class, suddenly broke the chalk in her hand.

"What's the matter, teacher?" A female student in the front row asked curiously, "Teacher, your face is so ugly!"

"It's okay, this class is self-study." She was so panicked that she could hardly breathe. She called Zhang Bowen when she left the classroom, but no one answered.

"Blog, what's wrong with you?" Li Aijing collapsed to the ground. At this time, the other party called back.

"Blog! What's wrong with you!? Why didn't you answer my phone! Where did you die? Who are you fooling around with again!?"

"Ai Jing... I'm fine... I'm just a little tired. I'll come to you when I have a good rest..."

"Hello? Hello?"

The phone was disconnected and the picture was fixed.

The flower demon carried Zhang Bowen, who was covered in blood, and broke into the emergency room like crazy.

Countless people followed, but they couldn't catch up.

"The patient broke four ribs, one of which pierced the heart! Get out quickly! The operation is coming soon!" As if facing a big enemy, the doctor immediately pushed Zhang Bowen into the emergency room.

Why are you so stupid? The flower demon leaned weakly against the wall. At this time, a pawn came up: "Aomori Naomasa doesn't seem to be dead."

"Huh! He..." The flower demon hated it so much that his teeth were itchy, but in the end, his reason overcame the impulse, clenched his lips and said, "Send him to the hospital first and control it with drugs! I'll deal with it when the boss comes back!"

After being stunned for a while, she explained a few words to another pawn: "This matter must not be known to Li Aijing. If she comes to Zhang Bowen, she will say that she will go on a business trip to carry out special tasks!"

Just now, Zhang Bowen tried his best to make a phone call. Before he lost consciousness, he kept telling the flower demon not to let the other party know...

Pan Hongsheng was on the returning plane. When he saw the message from the flower demon, his head suddenly sank and he couldn't help standing up!

"I'm sorry, I'm about to land now. Please sit down."

The stewardess was about to say more, but she was stunned by the other party's angry eyes.

Pan Hongsheng closed his eyes and sat down feebly...

He didn't expect that the injured Naomasa Aomori would have such an ability! A deep sense of guilt occupied his heart.

Zhang Bowen's voice and smile constantly appeared in front of him. He never thought that such a strong man would not stand up...

"Blog! Don't be fine! I'll be back soon!"

The light in the emergency room went out.

The doctor came out quietly.

The flower demon and everyone dared not go forward. They didn't know whether the other party was sending good news or bad news.

"We have tried our best, but he still hasn't regained consciousness." The doctor stretched out his hands helplessly: "His blood is extremely rare bo2 negative blood, which is the largest in stock in our hospital. It has been used up during the operation. He is in urgent need of blood transfusion now! If there is not enough blood within 3 hours, he will die!"

"bo2 Yin?" The flower demon was stunned. She knew that this kind of blood was rare. She also heard Zhang Bowen joke that her blood was very expensive. She didn't expect that the other party had told so many lies, but this time it was the truth!

She immediately checked all her men, but thousands of bodyguards did not have this blood type! So he used his own intelligence network to look for it with a huge bounty. An hour passed and no one came.

People with this blood type usually pull out some blood and refrigerate it for a rainy day. Because once you are seriously injured, almost no one can save yourself.

But of course, a careless guy like Zhang Bowen will not do this. He has always been fearless and thinks that he is the only one who hurts others, and no one else hurts him.

Two hours have passed, and in dozens of minutes, Zhang Bowen will become a vegetable and live on instruments forever.

The flower demon was so anxious that she even burst into tears: Did Bowen die like this? It's so wrong!

A hand suddenly fell on her shoulder, with a smell of dust.

"Boss! Bowen..." Hua Yao spoke to Pan Hongsheng in this tone for the first time. In front of Pan Hongsheng, she could always show her strong and capable side.

But the death of this companion who had been fighting side by side with her for so long made her feel heartbreaking for the first time. In the past, as a killer, she had never had a friend. Only after using the relationship between being used and being used became Pan Hongsheng's subordinate, she felt what trust and what friendship was.

"No need to say, I know everything. It's okay." After saying that, Pan Hongsheng immediately walked to the doctor: "Transfusion of my blood!"

"Your blood? The bo2 negative blood he needs! If the blood type is wrong, he will also die!" The doctor's face was very grim: "Are you bo2 negative blood?"

"My blood, he can use it, don't say more." Pan Hongsheng stretched out his hand.

Yin Hong's blood was slowly injected into Zhang Bowen's body.

Zhang Bowen's face began to return to normal, and his original breath became clear and powerful.

Pan Hongsheng's blood is Xuanyuan's bloodline, which is authentic in China.

He can blend with any blood and have a wonderful assimilation effect.