Doomsday Sanctuary

Xu Hongchang spouted blood and fell backwards. Fortunately, behind him was the sofa that fell on the sand. If he fell on the marble floor, he would lose half his life at his age.

This sudden scene stunned many people, but fortunately, a group of security personnel had good quality and responded quickly. It was almost at the same time that Xu Hongchang was spraying blood and the two nearest people had already rushed over.

The gangsters were taken aback for a moment, and then they stood up one after another and hurriedly surrounded them. Several old generals shouted:

"Quickly, level the people and see how it goes!"

"Quickly, call an emergency doctor!"

"Old Xu, Old Xu..."

The whole reception room was like a vegetable market, and even Shen Borong and Zheng Guohua walked over to check Xu Hongchang's situation.

Di Ping was sitting in a seated position as steady as Mount Tai without even moving. He slowly picked up the teacup from the table, opened the tea lid, blew the froth on the top, and took a sip. It was a leisurely picture, like everything in front of him. It has nothing to do with him.

Tea is a good tea, the best Longjing, the real best, better than Di Ping's drink before, the tea fragrance is quiet, the scent is pure and refreshing, and the scent of the tea is refreshing and refreshing.

The health care doctor arrived very quickly, almost no more than twenty seconds later. Several doctors rushed in. The big men like this group are not young, like Xu Hongchang, who is already eighty-seven years old, and may leave at any time. The problem, the doctor is ready almost 24 hours a day.

It’s just that the situation is not very optimistic. Xu Hongchang is angrily attacked, and because of Xu Jiashu’s recent death, he hurt his heart and lungs and moved his liver qi. He was in a very bad state. Di Ping made a violent attack and he couldn’t come up with a breath, he just breathed out. Blood.

This blood hurts the root cause, and it is difficult to treat it. For a while, the atmosphere in the room is a bit wrong, and a sad atmosphere is condensed. There are also several old men who belong to the same era as Xu Hongchang and are all old comrades. Not dealing with it, but seeing the old comrades vomiting blood and falling to the ground, the few people felt uncomfortable.

They turned their heads to look at the young man enjoying a cup of tea, anger and deep dissatisfaction in their hearts.

"Try it with a healing potion!"

Suddenly, a big guy's eyes lit up and said anxiously.

Everyone looked at Zheng Guohua, he nodded and said, "Use it!"

Immediately, a security officer took out a bottle from his arms, unscrewed the bottle cap, and poured the green liquid into it. Everyone stared at Xu Hongchang nervously.

If the healing potions are useless, then Crazy Xu may be really crazy today.

"Huh!" After twenty seconds, Xu Hongchang let out a long breath, and people woke up faintly, opened a pair of muddy but still somewhat confused eyes, glanced at everyone, and used the extremely weak 'S voice said: "Lao Chen, Lao Li..."

"Okay, wake up... the medicine works, old Xu, how do you feel when you wake up!"

The one called Old Chen was Chen Derong, the old man of the Chen family, who leaned down and looked at Xu Hongchang and asked.

"tired......"

Xu Hongchang said in a low voice, followed by a long sigh, seeming to be extremely tired.

"Then Old Xu, take a good rest, don't think too much, just keep up your body!"

Chen Derong said in a low voice.

"Yeah!" Xu Hongchang just nodded noncommittal, as if he couldn't support it, slowly closed his eyes.

When Xu Hongchang was escorted and pushed out by several medical staff, everyone came back to their senses at this time, and the expressions in their eyes that looked like Di Ping became extremely complicated.

This young man is so domineering, seemingly gentle and gentle, but an attack turned out to be so fierce that Xu Hongchang vomited blood with words.

Di Ping was also a little surprised at this time. He didn't expect the healing fluid to be used in this way.

This Xu Hongchang is considered to have recovered his life. This is still his kind heart. If he had just added a mental attack to his voice, Xu Hongchang would have difficulty living, but he did not do so, but he had no idea that Xu Hongchang would still pick up his life. .

"Little friend Di has passed a bit, but Mr. Xu is one of the few remaining generals in Yan Nation. He made great contributions to Yan Nation and should not be criticized like this!"

Zheng Guohua looked at Di Ping again and said with a serious expression.

Di Ping lowered his tea cup and said apologetically: "I'm so sorry. I'm too young. I'm too impulsive. I'm too jealous. I can't see those who rely on power to do evil and torture the people. The words are a bit more intense. , Please forgive Zheng Lao and seniors."

"Uh!"

Zheng Guohua and the big guys who swallowed this sentence suddenly couldn't speak. They usually kept saying that it was for the country and the people, and they didn't know how Xu Jiashu was doing, but because of Xu Lao's existence, they didn't care.

But at this time, Di Ping was scolded by his guns and sticks, and immediately even the boss's face appeared ashamed.

Di Ping almost pointed his nose to them and scolded them that they were all gangs of people who did not care about the life and death of the people.