If it were Zhao Xiaohan before, he might not have such a strong murderous aura.

However, Zhao Xiaohan is not the familiar Zhao Xiaohan.

His appearance always represents killing and anger.

When Zhao Xiaohan said this, Zhao Zilong and others were also a little surprised. In their impression, Zhao Xiaohan would never kill such a random person, and would not make a decision that would not be left to anyone related to Xiao Yingxiong. Therefore, when he heard this order, the few people were stunned.

"Brother Han, do you really kill everything?"

"Kill, no one is left!"

Zhao Xiaohan said these five words again without any hesitation. When these five words were said, Zhao Xiaohan stood up, hugged Zhao Guizhi's body, and walked out. The moment he walked out of the door, his spiritual sense spread again, and around him, he found all the people related to Xiao Yingxiong.

"Five hundred meters to the left, there are five people hiding!"

"There are six people hiding the roof!"

"There are three people behind the room!"

"Without Xiao Yingxiong, leave a living mouth and interrogate Xiao Yingxiong's whereabouts!"

Standing at the door of the house, Zhao Xiaohan gave all the orders silently. When he heard Zhao Xiaohan's orders, several people looked at each other and rushed in three directions. After everyone left, Zhao Xiaohan narrowed his eyes and turned around and looked at the other tied people in the room.

A strong murderous intent appeared in his eyes again.

A fierce fighting sounded in an instant near the house, but Zhao Xiaohan had no idea of ​​joining it. However, the moment he had just walked to the door, someone suddenly came to him. When he saw someone blocking him, Zhao Xiaohan almost didn't move. In just a few seconds, his right hand flashed, a silver light flashed, and a stream of hot blood sprayed from his eyes.

The person in front of him was already dead, and Zhao Xiaohan once again had a silver sword in his hand.

The sword is unsheathed, and there is no blood, and there is no return!

"I'll go to the hospital, get rid of them, and call me!"

After the words came, Zhao Xiaohan hugged Zhao Guizhi and walked towards the Lamborghini at the door. After putting Zhao Guizhi's body down, Zhao Xiaohan jumped up and sat in the car. Then, a roar sound was heard, and the car rushed out like an arrow from the string.

Along the way, Zhao Xiaohan did not pay attention to all the red lights.

He didn't pay attention to all the vehicles, and along the way, he almost rushed around.

However, while driving, he gradually became a little dizzy and exhausted.

However, he still gritted his teeth and drove, while he was murmuring something.

"Give me a few more minutes, give me a few more minutes, I only need a few minutes, I can't leave, I can't leave. I want to send my mother to the hospital!"

He seemed to be talking to himself, and he seemed to be thinking about someone saying something.

However, when he said this, his spirit was once again excited. In an instant, he stepped on the accelerator and rushed out again!

Half an hour later, Chang'an People's Hospital.

The moment the car stopped at the hospital door, Zhao Xiaohan jumped up, opened the car door, picked up Zhao Guizhi and rushed towards the emergency room. However, his body became weak again, and his head was covered in sweat, but he still did not give up.

A few minutes later.

At the door of the emergency room, when all the nurses saw a young man rushing over with a woman in his arms, almost all the doctors and nurses rushed over immediately. However, when they just took the woman from the young man, the young man fell to the ground at that moment.

"No, don't worry about me, save her!"

When this sentence was said, his mind became dizzy, and then he saw that his eyes became dark and he fainted again.

...

...

I don’t know how long it took, but when Zhao Xiaohan woke up again, he felt that his head was about to crack. There was no strength on his body, and even if the strength to open his eyelids was gone, he smelled a strong smell of disinfectant.

Hospital!

To be honest, Zhao Xiaohan really hates the hospital. Every time he smells the disinfectant from the hospital, he feels subconsciously repulsive in his heart!

His eyes slowly opened.

The moment he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a piece of white.

White bed sheets, white quilt covers, white walls, and a group of people wearing white clothes!

"The patient's health is not serious. It's just caused by overwork and exhaustion. Just take a good rest for a while!"

A man's voice sounded in Zhao Xiaohan's ears. When Zhao Xiaohan looked over, he saw a male doctor in a white coat holding a stethoscope and listening to something on his chest.

"Doctor Wang, the patient is awake!"

Suddenly, another young nurse's voice sounded. When he heard the young nurse's voice, Dr. Wang lowered his head and looked at Zhao Xiaohan. When he found that Zhao Xiaohan woke up, Dr. Wang picked up the stethoscope and said softly: "How do you feel?"

"Where is me, my mom?"

Zhao Xiaohan spoke, but his voice was extremely hoarse, as if he had sucked hundreds of cigarettes in one breath, so hoarse that he couldn't speak at all.

"Who is your mother?" The doctor looked at Zhao Xiaohan in confusion, and then suddenly said, "Are you talking about the woman you sent to the emergency room yesterday?"

"Yes, it's her!"

After hearing the doctor's words, Zhao Xiaohan's mind, all the memories of yesterday appeared in his mind in an instant. His mind was as if it was filled with something, and it felt very uncomfortable, as if his mind was about to explode. However, at this moment, he understood everything.

Yesterday, it was his own inner demon who sent his mother to the hospital.

"Your mother, she's still in the emergency room."

While speaking, Dr. Wang's expression sighed and was helpless. However, after hearing the doctor's words, Zhao Xiaohan suddenly sat up, grabbed the doctor's clothes, and spoke anxiously: "Doctor, I, my mother, how is she?"

"Patient, please stabilize your emotions first!"
Chapter completed!