Kung Fu Soldier King

"Yo... Isn't this professor Peter? You are a world-class medical expert. If you have an accident, it will be a great loss to the medical community!" said the beaver, playing with a pistol in his hand.

Everyone around took a deep breath. Professor Peter is a well-known medical scientist. He has won the Lasker medical award three times and is one of the most senior professors in Harvard Medical School.

Yang Zihan held her little hand. She knew something was going to happen. In a hurry, her mind was in a mess.

She looked around, but saw the schoolgirl who came next to her today, sending text messages quickly on her mobile phone.

She suddenly woke up. Yes, summon him. He's 007. He's the Savior. It must work.

So she quickly lowered her hair and texted.

"Wife, husband called..."

But right here, suddenly a rapid bell rang in my ear.

This sound, in the silent hall, suddenly spread all around, as if a heavy bomb had been dropped on the calm lake.

Several terrorists around were also frightened. The voice was too magical. Because it was Chinese, they didn't understand it all at once.

"Baga..." a cry in a hurry exposed their identity.

The man called beaver glared at the swearing man. He didn't seem to want to expose their identity as Fusang people.

Angry, he moved the muzzle of his gun away from Professor Peter and aimed at the schoolgirl who was robbing terrorists for a mobile phone.

"Don't shoot, I know the password." the Harvard graduate raised her hands very neatly, looking scared.

But what was hidden under fear was boundless peace, as if a gun pointing at her head would not kill her.

But many people are sweating for her, especially some men who just tried to pursue her.

The beaver was stunned, didn't put down his gun, smiled and asked, "do you know the password? Tell me, what's the password I need?"

"About medicine!" she answered very tactfully.

"Nonsense, if it has nothing to do with medicine, what can I do with you?" the beaver was angry, but did not shoot, but continued to ask, "specifically, what does it have to do with medicine?"

"Gradual cervical 7 nerve displacement treatment, brachial plexus root avulsion!" the younger sister opened her mouth without half hesitation.

Beaver was stunned. He just worked with money. How could he know what was inside.

Besides, he was stupid when he talked about medical terms.

Everyone was also stunned. This schoolgirl has commendable courage. With regard to the research results he just said, it's not as if someone sent terrorists to press questions.

But they didn't have the heart to laugh, just hope the schoolgirl really knows, tell these terrorists, and then let them leave.

But after a moment's hesitation, the beaver's eyes began to twinkle. Then his eyes began to scan, when his eyes swept from Professor Peter who was staring at him.

His face suddenly became angry and shouted, "how dare you fool me? I'll kill you!"

He grabbed the gun and this time he was really angry.

"Don't shoot. She's just a child. She has the guts to come at me." Professor Peter looked old and strong. He stood up and was angry.

The beaver turned his gun again, snorted coldly and said, "Professor Peter, do you think I won't kill you? Old man!"

"I'm not afraid to die for medicine!" Professor Peter looked just and awe inspiring.

All the people lying on the ground looked up at the little old man and thought he was very tall.

"OK, then I'll help you," said the beaver, pointing his gun at Professor Peter.

The latter also cooperates to close his eyes, open his arms and have a generous expression of dying.

"Wait, I know the password!" Yang Zihan saw that she couldn't hold on and stood up. She felt that a medical madman like Professor Peter couldn't die for herself.

The beaver put away his gun again. The person he was waiting for finally appeared. There was no need to act again.

"Say it!"

"Are you going to let me tell everyone?" Yang Zihan looked around and hummed coldly.

The beaver thought about it, pointed to the direction of the second floor and said, "you go upstairs with me and tell me alone."

"I can tell you, but you must let them go, or I'll die on the ground." Yang Zihan said solemnly.

Everyone was awed. There were many people who thought she was so young, still Chinese and had a lot of prejudice against her.

But now, Yang Zihan's practice has won their respect.

Just under the gun, none of them dared to help her, so they had to let her stand up and protect her.

The beaver shrugged and said, "these people don't do much for me, just one more hostage. But in order to prevent you from playing tricks, I'll let half of them go first. For the rest, if you delay time or report a wrong password, I'll kill them."

Yang Zihan was helpless. Even if she forced her to die, the other party would never let go.

"Go, you go!" she had to shout at the people squatting on the ground.

But they all looked at each other and dared not get up first for fear of being shot again.

"What I don't want to go is to stay and have a snack together?" the beaver slapped the table heavily and startled the people below.

With a crash, a group of people stood up and rushed towards the door.

As soon as the front door was opened, the Kyoto police who had just arrived thought they were terrorists and almost fired on the spot.

"You can only walk half way. After half, who dares to take a step outside? Don't blame me for being rude." said the otter and the beaver.

At this time, what are we waiting for? It immediately became a scramble and crowded out madly.

"Ladies first, men are not allowed to rob!" Professor Peter from the United States shouted with great restraint.

In the blink of an eye, half of them rushed out, and the rest were old men with slow legs. Most of these people were powerful in the medical field.

"Let the old man go out first. Let's be in order. Don't let people laugh at our medical community." the Harvard primary school sister didn't go, but shouted for Professor Peter.

Yang Zihan's hands had been held by one left and one right. As she walked upstairs, she rushed to Xuemei and said, "don't be afraid, someone will come to save us."

"I'm not afraid!" Xuemei nodded heavily.

At this time, the door has been stuck. Many people are kneeling down and praying. They want to go out, but these terrorists have not allowed them to go out.

The butt of the gun fell heavily, and all those who tried to rush out were smashed and bleeding.

The police outside just arrived, the snipers were not deployed, and the curtain on the window was pulled down. The outside didn't know the situation inside, so they didn't dare to mess around at all.

"Professor Peter, I respect you. You can leave now." before the beaver went upstairs, he suddenly turned and shouted.