fifth form

"Many people will choose to hide their illness, especially the elderly. They are likely to disguise themselves, pretend that they are healthy and normal, and even kill those who know..."

In the conference room on the sixth floor of Jishi Medical Center in Xuefu District, Zhang Xuezhou spoke in a low voice, but many people who pricked up their ears listened in.

"Then what should we do now?" Changkong Yinghao frowned and asked, "Even though my father is in his twilight years and suffering from illness, he is a real seventh sequence after all!"

"We have a chance of losing in two-on-one fights," Changkong Yinglian added: "The fight may spread to the surrounding area for several miles, and it is difficult to capture my father normally!"

"You forgot what I said about camouflage, old people like them will camouflage themselves, making you think they are normal!"

"You mean?"

"You can sneak attack with the help of firearms, and you don't need to use martial arts to fight, just like what I said before!"

"But my spear skills are relatively poor!"

"What kind of marksmanship you need in a sneak attack, a child can succeed. If I were the son of Chairman Changkong, I would go in and call him daddy a few times, and then take the chance and shoot Chairman Changkong down!"

Zhang Xuezhou earnestly induced.

Firstly, Zhang Xuezhou had experienced such incidents, and secondly, the incident did not happen to the Zhang family, so he appeared relatively calm on the whole.

However, Changkong Yinghao and others lack relevant experience, and they have recently been affected by Song Xianzhong's frenzied massacre.

The more serious problem is that it is indeed possible for Long Kongluo to appear in old age.

As the former prime minister of the Luofu Empire and the serial chairman of the Red Alliance, Chang Kongluo is indeed very old.

In the conference room, the faces of Changkong Yinghao and Changkong Yinglian kept changing, and there were a group of young and middle-aged juniors who turned pale.

"This is your best chance, it will be hard to say if you miss it," Zhang Xuezhou urged.

"That's right, Chairman Changkong was hit by my father's dragon-elephant fighting technique, and the pain is unstoppable right now. This is the best chance for you to do it." Ren Anran also persuaded in a low voice: "No matter what the result of the treatment is, no matter how bad you are, you will be able to deal with it." No loss!"

"It's not unreasonable!"

"This kind of thing is not afraid of accidents, it is afraid of [-]!"

"My father has been tied up so that he can't move at this time, and he is good at psychic abilities. At this time, he can subdue him with asbestos helmets and firearms. The harm is very small in comparison!"

……

Zhang Xuezhou and Ren Anran talked to each other, the two didn't communicate, they didn't even make eye contact, but the way they spoke was very close, and they were bewitched together by words.

At this time, things have completely changed direction, from studying the situation of Ren Sheng to studying the situation of Changkongluo.

Changkong Yinghao and Changkong Yinglian could see that their foreheads were sweating continuously from their ugly faces, and they couldn't stop the possibility of Zhang Xuezhou and Ren Anran mentioning it at all.

Compared with the most terrible consequences, the cost of implementing such a plan is indeed not high.

If they make a mistake, the Zhangkong family can bear the price, but if they make a mistake, they will not only face the downfall of their family, but even their own lives.

In this kind of matter, not only Changkong Yinghao and Changkong Yinglian will unite the front, even if the main members of the family will not object.

"Vote!"

"My brother and I are counted by five votes, Chung Cheng and Chung Yun votes are counted by two, and others are counted by one vote!"

The process still had to go as usual, and Changkong Yinghao and Changkong Yinglian initiated a short voting session.

Looking at the final number of registered votes, the two pursed their lips slightly, and both couldn't help touching the spare gun.

"My gun is an armor-piercing bullet, which is inconvenient to use!"

"My gun is loaded with flame rounds."

"Dad, I have a [-]-volt stun gun, is it enough?"

"Very good, Zhongzheng, since it is a gun you are familiar with, you will do it in a while!"

After a brief exchange, a middle-aged man named Zhang Kongzheng with a dusty face was selected to carry out the plan.

Zhang Xuezhou returned the stun gun when everyone in Changkong's family left the door of the meeting room with serious expressions on their faces.

"I don't have a gun certificate, and I don't have a place to buy a gun." Zhang Xuezhou said angrily, "It would be troublesome for me to shoot this kind of gun!"

"When Uncle Song's family is back to normal, I'll ask him to help you get a gun license." Ren Wuyang let out a long breath and said, "If you want to own a firearm, you have to be registered in a functional department. My department can't install people." , but An Ran can help you handle it!"

"I recently became a nominal director in the medical department, and I have specially recruited bodyguards who can be equipped with guns," Ren Anran said.

"Then I'll be the bodyguard!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded.

He had been recommended in the past for the task force, that is, the group of patrolmen downstairs when encountering such incidents.

Zhang Xuezhou thought about his identity as a task force, and then thought about his identity as a bodyguard. He finally felt that it was easier to be a bodyguard.

An acquaintance is easy to handle, and Ren Anran doesn't need his escort.

As an insider of his body, Zhang Xuezhou felt that Ren Anran came to protect him.

Temporarily solved the problem of Chang Kong's family against Ren Sheng, but Zhang Xuezhou has not seen Ren Sheng so far.

After asking for self-defense, Zhang Xuezhou also asked Ren Wuyang for an asbestos helmet.

Members of Chang Kong's family went to the No. [-] medical room to visit Chang Kongluo, while Zhang Xuezhou and others went to the insurance room to visit Ren Sheng.

The safe room is not a place to store gold and silver money, but a place to store precious medicines. The security level here is extremely high, even the walls are tens of centimeters thick, and there are steel plates several inches thick inside the walls.

Through the monitor, Zhang Xuezhou could see Yi Sheng who was locked on the metal pillar.

He turned his head to look at another monitor, and saw that Song Xianzhong was also locked in another adjacent safe room.

This made him look at Song Xianzhong with some doubts.

"Professor, are you all right?"

Zhang Xuezhou yelled into the microphone.

Ren Sheng, who was hanging his head in the insurance room, did not respond.

"Did you see the metal bar that locked my dad? Whenever my dad does something, the conductive switch can be turned on here, and the current will pass after a sting." There are also people from the Chang Kong family, once we want to open the last layer of protection and release my father, they will make corresponding restraints!"

"What are the symptoms of the professor?" Zhang Xuezhou nodded in response.

"He is silent, the same as that Song Xianzhong," Ren Wuyang said.

"My dad was shot with a broken bone by Chairman Chang Kong. We used Tai Halal Technique to give first aid. If he wants to heal completely, he needs your help," Ren Anran said.

"I gonna go see!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded.

He put on the asbestos helmet, and his heart was still relatively stable.

Although dragon-elephant fighting is a nightmare for low-sequence users, it can't resist him wearing equipment at this time, and Zhang Xuezhou's mental strength is not weak.

Under the condition that Ren Sheng was restricted by various measures, it was not too difficult for him to protect himself.

After Ren Wuyang let go of his authority and passed through three security doors, Zhang Xuezhou was already standing outside the safe room separated by a window.

He called out twice, but Ren Sheng still lowered his head and did not respond.

This made Zhang Xuezhou take a picture of Tai Halal Technique from two meters away.

Perhaps it was the power of the technique that awakened Ren Sheng.

He raised his head and looked at Zhang Xuezhou who was casting a spell from the air.

Ren Sheng grunted a few times, and then raised his head to ask in a low voice.

"How can I prove that I only have a mental illness and am not in old age?" Ren Sheng asked, "I am innocent."

"You also suffer from mental illness?" Zhang Xuezhou wondered, "Have you gotten sick today?"

"I was stimulated by Changkongluo? It also induced the corresponding symptoms!"

"Then you..."

"The stimulation of the weak will make me ignore, but the person who can really make a decision will stimulate me!"

Ren Sheng looked gloomy.

In vivo experiments are a knot in his heart that he can't get around.

In the past, he was only disgusted and disgusted by this, but as the spiritual strengthening chapter magnified his hidden symptoms, he would feel angry and even find it difficult to restrain his resistive behavior.

Especially when the realm cultivation was interrupted, the negative influence of Peiyuan Pill aggravated this effect.

The thing is such a thing, but how to explain it to make people believe it is a difficult problem.

"Hahaha, Ren Sheng, no one will believe your explanation, just like no one believes that I am still a normal person at this time, no one..."

The conversation between Zhang Xuezhou and Ren Sheng was not loud, but it was not difficult to eavesdrop on Song Xianzhong, who had the bat bird gene.

He made almost the loudest sound, which also made a clear and audible sound from the safe room where Ren Sheng was.

The voice of "no one" kept echoing in the safe room, which made Ren Sheng truly feel a trace of despair.