God vs. Lone Star, you and I are a pair

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Shen Xiuyun secretly screamed, it was probably because the bodyguards that the fat old man said before were coming soon. He looked around the room, there was only one exit, the door, and the other door was the bathroom. No, we can’t fall short.

He picked up a scalpel beside the bed, pointed it at the young man on the bed, and stabbed him with the knife. He didn't know if he was stabbing in the right place, so he stabbed twice more, then quickly threw the scalpel next to the female doctor, and then ducked into the bathroom.

A series of exclamations sounded outside the door.

"Doctor, doctor."

"The doctor is still alive, but passed out."

"How about Mr. Qiao?"

"There's still breathing, but it's very weak."

"Damn it, wake up the doctors first and let them save Mr. Qiao."

"Ben, check the house and outside. The murderer may not be far away."

Shen Xiuyun held a gun against the wall, his heart beating like thunder. He had never experienced such a thrilling time in his life. First, he personally killed a prominent heir of a large family with a gang background, and then was killed by his men. He was stuck in a bathroom of less than 3 square meters that was filled with the smell of urine. Now, although he was deliberately gentle but approaching, he was approached by footsteps. Maybe the next moment, he would be shot in the head.

Why did he want to get involved in this mess? Before his revenge was avenged, he realized the beauty of the relationship between men and women. It's a pity, there is no what if in the world.

He was about to strike first, but when the other party's toes stepped into the bathroom, he raised his pistol. His finger was ready to pull the trigger.

"Bang." A gunshot rang out, and then dozens of gunshots rang out one after another. The toes that were about to step into the bathroom also stepped back, and then fell down.

All this happened within a minute. The man who fell down fell on his back with a bullet mark between his eyebrows. His upper body hit the bathroom. He saw Shen Xiujun hiding against the wall, but he had no time to say anything. Talked.

The gunshots outside stopped, and voices began to sound.

"The target is dead, the target is dead."

The person on the other side didn’t know what order was given, but the person outside replied, “Yes.”

Shen Xiujun just breathed a sigh of relief, but the next moment two guns were pointed directly at his head.

Shen Xiuyun raised his hands. He walked out with a gun to his head.

There were three people standing outside, wearing all black clothes and masks. They were dressed similarly to the dead people lying on the ground. However, there were marks on their faces with red paint, probably to distinguish their identities.

The leader glanced at him and ordered, "Kill him."

"Wait a minute, Ted and I were together, and I killed him." Shen Xiuyun pointed at Qiao on the hospital bed.

The leading man glanced at him hesitantly and spoke into the intercom again.

"name."

"Shen Xiuyun."

"Take him away."

The leading man made a gesture, and the man behind stopped pointing his gun at him and motioned for him to follow them. It seemed that his bet was right, this was Ted's man.

Maybe God came here to test him tonight. The group of them encountered another gunfight within two steps of walking into the corridor. It seemed that Edward's people came to support him again. Shen Xiujun was shot once in the shoulder and abdomen, but at least he still had life. He sat against the wall, breathing heavily, surrounded by darkness and corpses all around him. Fortunately, he was walking at the back of the team just now, and the gunfight took place in the corridor again. There was no room for escape, and everyone fought hard, and both sides suffered losses.

He wiped his face, which was covered in blood. Should I move forward or what should I do? The blood loss made his mind a little confused. He staggered and tried to stand up. He took two steps, but his ankle was held. Shen Xiuyun was shocked, but then he was not surprised either. He might not be the only one alive at the scene. The man was very strong, and Shen Xiuyun struggled several times but couldn't break free.

The person on the ground grabbed his calf, pulled Shen Xiuyun to the ground, and then pressed on top of him. Shen Xiuyun could smell the blood on his body, and it seemed that he was also seriously injured.

The man on top of him gasped, suppressed him, and then strangled his neck.

Shen Xiuyun was no match for a mercenary. Even if the opponent was injured, the veins on his neck were exposed and he was about to lose the ability to breathe. Suddenly he remembered the finger tiger on his hand. He made a fist with his right hand and gathered all the strength in his body. , slamming it into the man's face.

The man cried out in pain, and was met with a fist that hit Shen Xiujun's temple.

Shen Xiuyun received two punches, his vision went dark, and he lost consciousness.