Rogue Aventure

The six guards finally came to their senses and rushed towards Yang Luo.

Yang Luo pulled out the needle, turned around suddenly, and the needle in his hand pierced a guard's shoulder fiercely. The guy yelled and stepped back, clutching his shoulder.

Immediately after the other five guards rushed up, Yang Luo let go of Wang Zheng who had lost consciousness, touched the ground with his left foot, and turned around in a strange circle with his body, only to hear five muffled gunshots, followed by five scream.

The five guards seemed to have been hit hard by a high-speed car, and their bodies flew back almost at the same time.

"Bang bang bang..."

Two people slammed into the wall hard, and one fell on Yang Luo's bed, then bounced up and fell to the ground.The remaining two people were lucky to land among the doctors, and they smashed into one piece, causing panic shouts and screams.

Zhang Jiaming stared at Yang Luo in disbelief.The six powerful defenses of Kong Wu were solved in the blink of an eye?I can't help but feel very lucky, fortunately, Yang Luo is not really mentally ill, otherwise with his small body, why would he be played with by Yang Luo?

The dean's legs were already trembling, his eyes were full of fear, he wanted to run but he didn't dare to run, he was afraid that Yang Luo would suddenly get angry and throw him out.As far as his old bones can't stand the fall, it is estimated that his old life will be gone.

The five guards who were thrown out barely got up on the ground, their faces were pale, and bloodshot eyes were still hanging from the corners of their mouths.If it weren't for Yang Luo's mercy, the five of them, including the guy who was stabbed by the needle, would be a corpse now.

The doctors who were hit also stood up scramblingly, no one dared to move, they all stared at Yang Luo with terrified eyes.They have seen all kinds of mental patients, but they have never seen such a terrible Yang Luo.It's really not scary to be mentally ill. What's terrible is that mentally ill has super powerful force. Who can stop him in this ****.

Yang Luo grinned, then stretched out his big tongue and licked his lips: "Should I throw you out, or go away!"

Hearing Yang Luo's words, these guys seemed to hear the sound of a fairy, they all ran out with a whimper, closed the door and locked it, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

The dean stood in the corridor and said to the six guards: "Go down quickly and check your body."

The six guards nodded and supported each other towards the elevator.

The dean's face also recovered a little blood, and he said with lingering fear: "Don't let anyone enter this ward."

Those doctors nodded, even if he didn't say anything, no one would come.

The dean waved his hand: "Go back!" But then his expression changed, "Where's Secretary Wang?"

The faces of the doctors who had just calmed down also changed drastically. Looking at the ward together, they felt a rush of cold air rushing down their backs to the top of their heads, their scalps were numb, and their hair stood on end.

They saw Yang Luo lying on Wang Zheng's neck, drinking blood, especially the blood on the corner of Yang Luo's mouth, which made their stomachs churn and their faces became paler.

The dean howled: "Quickly, open the door quickly and rescue Secretary Wang."

But those doctors who dared to go in took a step back slightly.

At this moment, Yang Luo raised his head, this guy's mouth was covered with blood, and Wang Zheng had a clear tooth mark on his neck, and the blood was still flowing down.

Yang Luo grinned, this scene is like an American horror movie, a vampire is sucking human blood.

"This guy's blood is so delicious, do you want to drink it?"

No one spoke, goosebumps appeared on their bodies, they were shivering from the cold, and their teeth were chattering.

Zhang Jiaming's throat rolled for a while, he hugged his knees with his hands, and sat on the bed curled up in a ball.This guy was also scared, he began to suspect that Yang Luo was really sick, otherwise how could he drink human blood, this shit is too scary.

After a while, the dean tentatively said: "I want to drink his blood too, can you give it to me?"

Yang Luo smiled again: "Okay! I'll give him to you." After speaking, he grabbed Wang Zheng's clothes with both hands, lifted him up, and threw him out viciously.

"boom!"

Wang Zheng's body hit the iron gate, and then bounced to the ground with a plop.Yang Luo was not polite to Wang Zheng, this guy must have no good intentions when he came to him at this time.

Wang Zheng lost consciousness, but still felt the pain, and couldn't help moaning.

Yang Luo took off the big-brimmed hat, exposed his bare head, and scratched it, "Why didn't you throw it out?"

As he spoke, he walked over to lift Wang Zheng up again and wanted to throw it out, but the dean hurriedly shouted: "Don't throw it away, if you kill him, the blood won't taste good."

"thump!"

Yang Luo conveniently threw Wang Zheng to the ground, and the guy groaned again.

Yang Luo giggled and said, "Yeah, what should I do then? Why don't you drink it and leave it to me."

The dean tried his best to say in a gentle tone: "I also like to drink human blood. You promised me, how can you go back on your word?"

Yang Luo thought for a while: "You're right, you can't go back on your word."

"That's right!" said the dean, "Go back to bed and lie down, and I will get him out by myself."

Yang Luo shook his head: "No, you guys will give me an injection when you come in, I don't like it."

The dean hurriedly said: "Don't worry, we won't give you an injection. I swear, we will never give you an injection."

Yang Luo stared at the dean for a long time before saying, "You really didn't lie to me?"

The dean nodded and said sincerely: "I won't lie to you, I really won't lie to you."

Yang Luo grinned: "Okay, come in, if you dare to lie to me, I will drink up all your blood." After speaking, he walked back to the bed, then lay on his back on the bed, picked up a cigarette on one side and lit it. root.

The dean winked at a doctor next to him. The doctor reluctantly lingered to the door, took out the key and opened the lock, but he didn't dare to open it for a long time.

It was still two young doctors who dared to open the door gently, but kept their eyes on Yang Luo.As long as Yang Luo moves, they will escape from here.

The door was half opened, and seeing Yang Luo didn't even look at them, the two young doctors suddenly opened the door, quickly grabbed Wang Zheng's arm and dragged him out, then slammed the door shut.

The dean let out a breath, and shouted anxiously: "Quick, hurry up and carry it down for rescue."

Yang Luo tilted his head and watched them leave and suddenly laughed, turned over and sat up, looking at Zhang Jiaming.

Seeing Yang Luo looking at him, Zhang Jiaming shrank his neck in fright, "You...why are you looking at me!"

Yang Luo rolled his eyes, "Idiot!" After speaking, he got out of bed, went into the bathroom in the southwest corner, rinsed his mouth, washed the blood off his face and came out.

Zhang Jiaming blinked, "Are you sick?"

Yang Luo said angrily, "What do you think?"

Zhang Jiaming shook his head; "How do I know?"

Yang Luo lay down on the bed again: "If I am sick and really like to drink human blood, can you still talk to me alive?"

Zhang Jiaming was right after thinking about it, "Then you just now..."

Yang Luo said: "I just wanted to frighten them. I bit that guy's neck. It was just a skin trauma and not much blood was shed."

Zhang Jiaming patted his chest, just now Yang Luo was indeed too crazy and too scary: "You scared me to death."

Yang Luo said: "No prospect!"

Zhang Jiaming smiled: "However, your move is really unique. It is estimated that no one will have the courage to enter this ward, so as to save those doctors from forcing us to take medicine."

Yang Luo closed his eyes, "Someone will definitely come, because some people don't want me to live in this world."

"Ah?" Zhang Jiaming said nervously: "The Zhang family knows you are here? Are they going to send someone over to kill you? Wouldn't it be bad luck for me too?"

Yang Luo said: "As I said, the Zhang family is not qualified to be my opponent. As for who wants to kill me, you don't have to know. But..." Yang Luo showed a smirk, "If they really send someone over Kill me, and you will be silenced."

Zhang Jiaming's face turned pale immediately, "Then what should I do?" He jumped off the bed, "No, I have to change the room, I don't want to die with you."

Yang Luo smiled and said, "How about we make a bet?"

Zhang Jiaming asked suspiciously: "What bet?"

Yang Luo said: "200 yuan, if they dare to open the door and change your room for you, I will lose, if they dare not open the door, you will lose."

Zhang Jiaming stood there with his mouth wide open, and finally sat down on the bed, and said with a sad face: "I was killed by you this time, why am I so unlucky, I will meet you, a mourner."

Yang Luo laughed: "Wealth is in the sky, life and death are fate. Brother, look at it."

Zhang Jiaming even wanted to cry, "Who is your enemy? He actually sent someone here to kill you."

Yang Luo tilted his head and glanced at Zhang Jiaming, "Do you really want to know?"

Zhang Jiaming said: "Of course I want to know. Even if I die, I still have to know who killed me. I have to file a complaint when I arrive at the Palace of the King of Hell."

Yang Luo beckoned: "Come here and I'll tell you."

Zhang Jiaming said vigilantly: "It's just the two of us here, just talk."

Yang Luo shook his head: "What if there is surveillance here and someone overhears you?"

Zhang Jiaming shook his head like a rattle: "I'm not going there, who knows if you are really mentally ill, if you bite me on the neck, where am I going to complain." It seems that Yang Luo's behavior just now gave this The guy left a deep shadow in his heart.

Yang Luo said, "It's fine if you don't want to know." After speaking, he closed his eyes again.

After a while, Zhang Jiaming couldn't help being curious, and came to Yang Luo's side, "I'm here, tell me."

Yang Luo opened his eyes and hooked his fingers.

Zhang Jiaming hesitated, then slowly lowered his head, put his ear to Yang Luo's mouth, his heart was pounding, he was really afraid that Yang Luo would suddenly bite him on the neck.

Fortunately, Yang Luo whispered something in his ear and didn't bite him, which made him relieved, and he was completely sure that Yang Luo was as normal as him.

"Li Changrong?" Zhang Jiaming stood up straight and looked at Yang Luo suspiciously.

Yang Luo pointed to the top, "Vice President of the State!"

"Hahaha……"

Zhang Jiaming laughed loudly: "You know how to brag, you kid. How big a person do you think you are? Why didn't you say that the President of the United States wants to kill you."

Yang Luo said seriously: "You are right, the President of the United States also wants to kill me, and he can't wait to tear me into pieces. Not only the United States, but also the United Kingdom, Japan, South Korea, Vietnam, India... many countries are number one. Characters want my life."

Zhang Jiaming laughed so hard that he lay down on the bed panting, and it took a long time before he calmed down.

"Forget it, I was sure that you are a normal person, but now I start to suspect that you are sick again."

Yang Luo sighed, and said helplessly: "Nowadays, people who tell lies will believe many people, but no one will believe the truth."

Zhang Jiaming curled his lips and said, "Believe you, I'm really mentally ill."

Neither of them was talking, and after an unknown amount of time, someone knocked on the iron door: "It's time to eat!"

A middle-aged woman in a white coat stood in front of the iron gate, and passed two bowls in her hands through the window above the iron gate.

Yang Luo lay there without moving, Zhang Jiaming got out of bed, took two bowls and put them on the ground, which contained white rice porridge.Then the middle-aged woman handed over four steamed buns and a small plastic bag of pickles, then turned and left.

Zhang Jiaming took the things to Yang Luo's bed, and then sat down: "Look, it's all because of you, the food deliverers dare not come in. We are no longer patients, but prisoners."

Yang Luo sat up and picked up the steamed buns and ate them. He ate up two steamed buns, a bowl of porridge, and half of the pickles.

But Zhang Jiaming only ate half of the steamed bun in his hand, and didn't take a bite of the porridge. Yang Luo finished it, and this guy was dumbfounded.

"Fuck! You are a reincarnation of a starving ghost, why are you eating so fast?"

Yang Luo burped, "I'm used to it. People like me, especially in dangerous places, have to eat as soon as possible. If we are full, we may not be able to eat anything in the next second."

Zhang Jiaming was stunned for a moment, "What do you do?"

Yang Luo smiled: "If you want to go out with me, you will know. If you don't want to go out with me, it won't do you any good to know."

Zhang Jiaming took a bite of the steamed bun, chewed it slowly, remembered Yang Luo's terrifying skill just now, and asked suddenly: "Is what you said just now true?"

"What?" Yang Luo asked suspiciously.

Zhang Jiaming said, "It's the vice chairman who wants to kill you."

Yang Luo smiled, patted Zhang Jiaming on the shoulder, said nothing, then leaned back and lay down on the bed again.

Zhang Jiaming didn't ask any more questions, he ate his food full of worries, then packed up and went back to put on and lie down.

Time passed bit by bit, and when Yang Luo was about to fall asleep in a daze, the iron door was opened with a clang.

Yang Luo opened his eyes and looked over. Two doctors nervously sent a young man in a hospital gown to the ward. Behind them stood a dozen guards, all staring at Yang Luo with staring eyes.

The two doctors backed out quickly, then slammed the door shut.

Yang Luo's gaze stayed on the dozen or so guards for a moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, then he turned his gaze to the young patient, and muttered softly.

"It's still here."