CEO, Hold On A Moment

It's 48 hours, isn't it?

That should

It's in the evening!

"48 hours at the latest." As if he could see through her mind, Nanming lazily gave her an answer. He raised his lips with a smile, and the cold light in his eyes flashed away. "Of course, I will wake up early, otherwise, will I give someone a chance to be strict?"

After a pause, he continued slowly, "as I said, I don't like to give up the initiative."

Jomo was dumb.

She can't help but wring her eyebrows and sinking her eyes. She sees Nanming's pillow with one hand.

That pillow, it's obviously broken. In the middle of the white cloth, there is a small hole with burning marks, which seems to have been pierced by a bullet It seems that in the shot just now, he covered the muzzle with a pillow and acted as a silencing device.

That gun should belong to a subordinate, right?

How did Nanming get it?

What happened just now?

……

Forget it!

This is not the time to pursue this.

"How is he?" Qiaomu opens her mouth quickly. After she stares at Nanming, she goes to check the injury of her subordinates and breathe.

The bullet hit the subordinate's abdomen. When she tried to turn it over, the subordinate still murmured in pain

Jomo was relieved.

"What are you doing?" She looked up and spoke to the experts and researchers who were standing at the window, urging them anxiously, "help save people quickly!" Fortunately, this is a hospital, and the pile next to it is full of doctors.

"Ah? Good... " The expert was stunned, and then came back to himself.

After that, he wanted to go to the direction of his subordinates, but before he raised his foot, he was scared back by a sentence from Nanming -

"did I let you move?" Nanming drinks low, the pillow on his hand has been covered on the muzzle of the gun, and aimed at the direction of the experts, "those who don't want to die will stand back for me!"

"Yes..."

Just ready to leave the experts, quickly back to the corner.

"Nanming?" Jomo got up in disbelief and looked back at the man on the bed.

On the surface, what he said just now was aimed at experts, but in fact Isn't it aimed at her?

She said she wanted to save people.

"What do you want?" Jomo faced him and asked directly. Her fists were clenched. For her, they were already at war with each other. She was waiting for him to negotiate terms.

But Nanming's mood is totally different from her -

"well, I'm still not used to using guns..." He murmured to himself, with a gun in one hand and a pillow in the other, still adjusting his gestures. It's like he's doing research. It's like he's having fun.

The experts and researchers he pointed to were all in a cold sweat. Jomo could hear them pumping from a distance away.

"Nanming!"

After being ignored for three seconds, Jomo finally cried out.

There is a bleeding man lying on the ground, and his subordinates are dying How indifferent is he to life?

"Well?" Nanming answered and looked up at her. He is really indifferent to life to the extreme, even if the corner of the eye residual light swept to the blood pool of people, his eyes, there is no mood fluctuations.

He laughed, like ordinary chatting, and suddenly asked, "are you here to wait for me?"

When she first came in, he asked.

Now he repeated, with the same smile on his lips and the same relaxed tone.

Jomo gritted his teeth.

If she had just heard this sentence, she felt a little embarrassed. Now, these embarrassments are completely replaced by anger: "no!" She almost cried out in anger.

Such a crazy person

Why wait?

"Oh." Nanming nodded, the loss in his voice was undisguised, and then --

"bang!"

There was a dull noise.

He pulled the trigger abruptly, and the expert standing in front of him fell.

Joe was a fool.

"Don't, don't shoot!" She didn't even think about it, so she let out a voice to stop, and subconsciously called out, "yes, I'm waiting for you! I'm here to wait for you to wake up. Is that ok? "

She almost burst into tears.

Nanming glanced at her.

"Oh." He responded with the same words, in a light and gentle tone. There was no more loss in his voice, but -

"bang!"

"Bang Bang..."

……

The gunfire was continuous. This time, he fired several shots and "killed" the remaining experts and researchers. The strong smell of blood spread wantonly in the narrow ward.

The several people who were shot didn't seem to be out of breath, but they all covered the bleeding wounds and murmured in painJomugan couldn't have stopped it.

Everything is finished in an instant. When she reacts, it's a hellish scene. And she became the only person in the ward who could still stand.

"Why?" Strong visual impact, so that Joe almost collapsed at this moment. She rushed up directly and grabbed Nanming's collar with both hands. "I said I was waiting for you, can't you hear me?"

"I heard Cough Nanming was still calm. He coughed and patted her on the arm

Where can Jomo listen?

She was completely red eyed.

"What else do you want?" Jomo asked, "I said I'm waiting for you. Do you want to shoot?"

Nanming is laughing.

He seems to be now, just understand what she is saying.

Some kind of "deal" in her eyes, to Nanming's mouth, turned into a funny rhetorical question -

"what's the relationship between you waiting for me and whether I can kill them or not?"

He asked gently and clearly.

Qiao Mu was stunned for a moment. At this time, she finally understood that no matter what she said just now, Nanming would shoot and get rid of these people. The reason she tried to stop him was like a joke.

How far does he want to kill?

"You At this moment, Qiao Mu really had the heart to strangle him.

"Jomo Jomo Nanming called her faintly, until the strength of her hand was used fiercely, his voice suddenly became cold. He suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled her hands away, "enough!"

He took the blood sampling needle, blood collection vessel, tourniquet A complete set of blood collection tools, indicating to her.

"That's what they just wanted to do to me." He told me calmly and glanced at the blood on the ground with a smile If you dare to do so, you must have the consciousness of not being afraid of death. "

"They wanted to draw your blood, so you killed them?" Jomo summed it up for him directly. What kind of killing logic is this? Does he take it for granted?

With a cold smile, she threw away Nanming's hand and turned to walk out

So many people, always need to find someone to save!

"Stop!" Before she reached the door, she was stopped by Nanming.

Jomo looked back, saw the gun in his hand, and then fearlessly looked into his eyes: "you can shoot me." She spoke calmly, then continued to lift her feet out. As long as she doesn't fall, she will choose to save people.

But when her hand touched the doorknob -

"I'll give you two choices." Nanming's voice came from behind her, "you can go out and call people. I'll make up for everyone here. Or Please help them