Boss, he is sick and only I can cure him

Lin Shuyang couldn't help but admire: "Even if you can get this, Ronghua Sect still has something."

Unexpectedly, Rong Xianyi actually sent him everything he wrote on the note. The only thing he was not satisfied with was that he did not send these things in person.

It's a pity that if he unfortunately dies tonight, he will never see Rong Xianyi's face again.

Suddenly, his expression changed.

Damn it, I was so confused just now that I almost forgot. The whistle was so loud, Xiang Fu must have heard it too.

At this time, Xiang Fu might already be on his way.

Lin Shuyang quickly packed up his bag and jumped into Xiang Fu's room, picked up his cell phone, put back the pile of documents he had taken out before, quickly closed the safe door and took out the key.

According to his original plan, Rong Xianyi would have someone hold Xiang Fu back, and Chen Zhihong would definitely go back to the room when midnight was approaching.

Although the fact of sucking human blood is probably made up by Chen Ziqian, the reason for making up the story is also traceable. If you think about it carefully, since it needs to suck human blood, it means that it needs to "supplement" at this time. Only Only when you are hungry do you need to take supplements, which is a sign of weakness.

Chen Ziqian must have known this, so he wanted him to come over at this time.

Also, when he asked Chen Ziqian what he wanted him to do, Chen Ziqian said: "Just like killing someone, just kill it."

This sentence can be understood in two meanings. One is that Chen Ziqian just speculated that he was using him as a sword.

Another thing is that Chen Ziqian once tried it. Although it failed, he knew that it would be injured or even killed like a human being.

Therefore, based on the above inference, as long as Xiang Fu does not come back, he will have a chance to kill "Chen Zhihong".

Although there is an element of gambling involved in doing this, sometimes in life a gamble can help you survive. If he didn't gamble tonight, his situation would only be worse.

Losing control of his body was the most unacceptable way for him to die.

But now, all his plans have been disrupted by the Japanese whistle, and Rong Xianyi's people may not be able to hold Xiang Fu back.

Lin Shuyang had just taken out the key and not taken two steps when he heard Xiang Fu's voice coming from outside the door.

"How dare you little ones come here!"

Lin Shuyang's steps suddenly stopped, and now the worst situation has happened to him!

The next moment, he made a quick decision and went directly to the ground, exposing his face where the moonlight could shine.

In his hand he quietly held a syringe filled with anesthetic.

He closed his eyes and listened to Xiang Fu's footsteps getting closer and closer.

Until I saw him lying on the ground.

"Doctor Lin?" Xiang Fu's voice was a little uncertain.

Then, the light in the room was turned on, and Xiang Fucai slowly walked to him, "Doctor Lin?"

Lin Shuyang closed his eyes, tried to make his breathing slow and weak, and pretended to be unconscious.

He felt Xiang Fu reach out and probe the tip of his nose.

It's now!

The hand holding the needle suddenly moved, and the needle tip pierced Xiang Fu's back. As soon as his finger pressed down a little, Xiang Fu pinched his wrist and twisted it gently.

"what!"

The wrist bone was dislocated, and Lin Shuyang screamed in pain.

Xiang Fu reached out and pulled out the syringe behind him and threw it to the ground. The expression on his face was a bit sinister, and his tone was soft and unpleasant: "Dr. Lin, it's the last day. Can't you be more honest? Why do you do these annoying little tricks? Woolen cloth!"

Lin Shuyang's wrist was still pinched in Xiang Fu's hand, and the increasing force almost made him tremble in pain.

But he glared at Xiang Fu fiercely, "When it comes to being annoying, you are even more annoying! Do you think I don't know how my parents died? They were not killed by accidental injuries at all. It was clearly you who killed them!"

A sinister smile appeared on Xiang Fu's lips: "How did you know?"

"Your killing methods are too obvious, don't forget that I am a doctor!"

Xiang Fu laughed twice, let go of Lin Shuyang's wrist, and stood up: "So, you came to kill me tonight and plan to avenge your parents?"

Lin Shuyang endured severe pain to reset the wrist joint. He groaned and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Yes!" Lin Shuyang struggled to get up from the ground, "I know you are very powerful, but parents' hatred is irreconcilable. Since I can't beat you, you can kill me if you can!"

Lin Shuyang said this, but in his heart he was sure that Xiang Fu would not kill him. After all, he had other uses.

Xiang Fu snorted coldly, but his eyes fell on the black baggage not far away. He walked over curiously, kicked off the loose ties with his toes, and then his face froze: "Garlic? Rice?"

Xiang Fu turned his head and glanced at Lin Shuyang, with a strange expression on his face, "Why are you bringing these things?"

Once again, he was confused by the behavior of the young man in front of him.

Lin Shuyang also looked at a corner of the bag with a strange look on his face.

He was in a hurry to get something out of it just now and didn't even have time to tie it up.

He put his hands in his pockets, scratched his neck and shouted: "I... I'm afraid I'm hungry, isn't that okay?"

Xiang Fu's expression became even weirder.

Lin Shuyang said, walking towards the baggage, and when passing by Xiang Fu, he suddenly took his hand out of his pocket.

He held a handful of drug in his hand. Just when he raised his hand and had no time to open it, it was held by Xiang Fu, unable to move.

Then his throat tightened, and Xiang Fu pinched his neck with his fingers, pushing him straight back until the back of his head hit the wall.

Xiang Fu looked sinister: "Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"

What kind of hand is this?

He couldn't move even a little bit? No wonder he can break people's necks with his bare hands.

Lin Shuyang knew that he was no match for Xiang Fu, so he used narcotics and drugs to deal with him. However, Xiang Fu was so powerful that he had no chance to use these things on his opponent.

Xiang Fu opened Lin Shuyang's fingers, and all the drug in his hand fell to the ground.

"You want to drug me? You don't even think about whether you have the ability."

Xiang Fu said, and his fingers tightened around Lin Shuyang's neck.

It became increasingly difficult to breathe, and Lin Shuyang couldn't speak at all. He couldn't help but wonder, is he really going to die like this at Xiang Fu's hands tonight?

"Let him go!" A calm and sharp voice suddenly came.

Lin Shuyang rolled his eyes and looked towards the window.

At some point, there was a black muzzle outside the window, and a tall figure came from the darkness.

His face hidden in the moonlight was clear-cut. He held a pistol in his hand and stopped at the window. He didn't seem to be planning to jump in through the window.

A pair of dark jade-like eyes stared at Xiang Fu. Although they were calm and calm, they gave people a sense of oppression for no reason.

Rong Xianyi glanced at Lin Shuyang, his eyes darkened, and said again: "Let him go! Your hands are not as fast as my gun!"