Catastrophe

The man who was unafraid to face the muzzle originally saw Ning Zhe take out the gun-type syringe, but a flash of fear flashed in his eyes for no reason.

After Ning Zhe keenly captured the man's fleeting emotions, he pressed the needle to his neck and roared, "Answer me!!"

"Impossible, you can't have such a thing!" The man felt a tingling pain on his neck, and the corners of his eyes twitched: "This thing has never been leaked, you are cheating me!"

"You don't have a chance." Ning Zhe dropped a sentence, the needle had pierced the man's skin.

Even though he thought that Ning Zhe's medicine was 80% fake, the moment the man felt the needle pierce his skin, his eyes widened and his psychological defense line collapsed: "Don't! I said!"

Ning Zhe glanced at the man and asked in a calm tone, "How many people are in the warehouse, is the old thief here?"

The man shook his head: "I don't know what thief, I'm just a doctor!"

"Doctor?" Hu Yihan doubted the man's identity: "Why does a doctor appear here?"

"I'm not lying, I'm really a doctor. I'm usually here to help the people in the warehouse treat some wounds and so on. They paid for it. I don't know anything about the rest!" The man looked at his chest with his eyes. The position indicated for a moment: "My work permit is in my pocket!"

Hearing this, Hu Yihan reached out and took a look in the man's pocket. Sure enough, he found a document. After shaking the screen of his mobile phone, he shook his head at Ning Zhe: "He didn't lie, this person is from Jiangtian Public Hospital."

After listening to Hu Yihan's words, Ning Zhe did not relax his vigilance, and even knew that the doctor was lying, because if the other party was really just an ordinary doctor, he would definitely not be so afraid of the medicine in his hand, let alone a wise person. This kind of secret is casually known to a doctor.

Even though Ning Zhe knew that the other party was lying, he didn't expose him, but continued to ask, "You don't know the old thief, you always know how many people are in the warehouse, right?"

"Six... no, seven! And they all have guns!" After answering the question, the man thought for a moment: "I also know a secret, and I want to say, you have to pull out the needle first!"

The stuff in the syringe in Ning Zhe's hand was an anesthetic in itself. Seeing that the man was willing to cooperate, he also took advantage of the situation and withdrew his hand: "Can you say it?"

"Flip!"

The moment the man pulled out the needle, Ning Zhe suddenly straightened up.

"Damn! You dare to cheat!"

Seeing this, the young men who followed the man together pressed him on his back into the snow, and the young man who was pinching his neck also used his arms to prevent the man from calling for help.

In just a few seconds, Hu Yihan noticed that the man under control was twitching, and patted the arm that was pinching his neck: "Okay, don't strangle him!"

Hearing the words, the young man released his palm, but saw that the man was motionless, with a puzzled look on his face: "No way, it's only a few seconds, so it stands to reason that someone can't be strangled!"

"This grandson has poison hidden in his collar!" Hu Yihan reached out and turned the man over, and found that the other man was biting his collar, blood was flowing from his nostrils, and he punched the snow. , and then looked at Ning Zhe: "Let's let this guy lie, he delays time just to beg for death!"

"No, he really wanted to die, but the fear just now wasn't faked. There is no way to disguise the eyes of people when they are extremely frightened."

Ning Zhe shook his head: "This guy is definitely not an ordinary doctor, he was willing to compromise just now, it should be to prevent us from finding the poison he hid on his body, and then injecting him with medicine, so he will cooperate with us, but later found out that we I don't know the secret of his possession of poison, so I desperately seek death!"

"That is to say, those cyborgs are really as clueless as Zhang Liang said. As the price of gaining short-term power, they will die in the rotting rot. This doctor is so afraid of injections, which shows that he knows what it is. And being injected with this drug is more terrifying than death for him." Hu Yihan glanced at the man's body: "This guy is dead, what shall we do next?"

Ning Zhe looked at the blood-stained snow and pulled out the pistol on his waist: "Go ahead, we don't know what the doctor was sent for, but after a long time, it will definitely attract the old thieves and a group of people. The vigilance of the people, if you do it now, you can even beat them by surprise!"

Hu Yihan put his hand on the man's carotid artery to confirm that he was really dead, and asked solemnly, "Do you think the words of this guy who dared to commit suicide are really credible?"

Ning Zhe shrugged and took off the keychain from the man's waist: "Do we have any other options?"

Hu Yihan and Ning Zhe looked at each other, then pressed the earphones: "Everyone pay attention, it has been confirmed that there are at least seven enemies in the warehouse, and they are armed with firearms. Everyone is now moving closer to the warehouse, waiting for my order to prepare for a surprise attack. If threatened, shoot directly!"

Soon, Ning Zhe, Hu Yihan and five other young people lurked near the west gate of the warehouse~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Ning Zhe tried it out and inserted the key into the keyhole. There are twenty-four people here today. , but there were only about ten people with guns. As Hu Yihan waved his hand, the two youths with guns next to him also loaded their guns and pointed to the small door.

"Squeak!"

As Ning Zhe gently opened the iron door, Hu Yihan also raised his gun and pointed into the house. At this moment, in front of them was a huge shelf, filled with wooden boxes, blocking the line of sight to the inside.

Hu Yihan confirmed that no one noticed them, nodded slightly to Ning Zhe, pointed the pistol diagonally to the ground, and took the lead in entering the door. Ning Zhe followed closely after seeing this.

Warehouse No. 7 is an ordinary storage warehouse. It is full of shelves with various sundries and wooden crates. The terrain is complex like a maze. At this moment, there are many circles hanging by lamp wires in the warehouse. Hanging bowl lamps provide simple lighting for the warehouse.

After Hu Yihan entered the warehouse, he was like a cat with light movements, slowly and cautiously leading the crowd through the gaps in the shelves.

After more than ten seconds, the group of people had already penetrated into the warehouse. The warehouse was an open space on the side near the gate, and further down was a high shelf. The eyes stacked on it also blocked everyone's sight, but There were also voices coming out.

Ning Zhe heard the voice, and slowly opened the firing hammer of the pistol to go around the side road, but just after a few steps, Hu Yihan grabbed his arm and pointed forward along the gap of a shelf. , whispered: "There are monitoring probes!"