Chapter 3017 Ximen Qing

At 6:30 in the morning, it was not dawn before the cold Moscow, but Katyusha's hospital began to hand over shifts. As batches of medical staff changed, more than a dozen doctors in white coats squeezed into an elevator and rose straight to the floor where Katyusha was.

Although these medical staff dressed like angels in white clothes, the light flashed in their eyes was sharper than a scalpel. The joints of their hands wearing gloves on the way to the elevator were by no means rough enough for medical staff. When they took out the knife, their identities were revealed.

Killer!

These people are obviously not the young birds in the murder and setting fire. They are so sophisticated that they are unreasonable. In a short period of time from the first floor to the eighth floor, they repeat the combat plan, with reasonable evidence, whoever is the commander-in-chief, whoever is in the rear, who leads the way and kills people as quickly as possible.

They also made an agreement, and after killing people, they immediately divided into two groups, retreating from the stairs and elevators, confusing the pursuers and supporting each other. The whole plan seemed to be organized, but if anyone knew that they were going to attack Katyusha, they would definitely be surprised by their actions.

Absky's family is very big in Moscow, and his business is one of the best. He is known as a half-red-topped businessman, which shows the problem. The tentacles of the military and political circles are stretched very long. The president has a world-renowned boxing camp, and Absky of course also has his own armed forces.

The single combat capability may be different from that of the boxing camp, but the number of people is numerous everywhere, and the overall level is definitely not inferior to that of the boxing camp. Most of Absky's main talents are to absorb retired veterans from the Russian special forces brigade, or to detect the sharp knife seed players of the reconnaissance company, and then train and brainwash them.

Let them become a weapon exclusive to the Abski family!

Absky's sickle, Pudalin's Siberian camp, Yu's scouts, and other oligarchs' dark forces are all taboo topics that are most talked about but dare not promote in the upper circles of Russia. They can only discuss and complain in their own small circles.

If the Red Square attack is the best opportunity to attack Katyusha, and the guards are unable to withstand unexpected calculations, then Katyusha will never be able to kill her after being injured. Abski sent about fifty bodyguards and also took over the entire eighth floor as a nursing area for her daughter.

Therefore, the attacks of these people seemed a bit self-destructive.

At 6:33 in the morning, the elevator stopped on the eighth floor but did not open. The bald man in charge picked up the conversation, roared in a low voice, then took out a gas mask and put it on. Almost as their movements fell, a thick smoke sprayed out of the vents on the eighth floor.

“One, two, three, four,”

The bald man leaned against the elevator door and muttered time. After turning his watch twice in seconds, he led the way out of the stairs and waved silently. More than a dozen companions quickly stepped out and followed. At this time, the entire eighth floor corridor was already white and his vision became blurred.

At the same time, three men were standing in the control room with masks, putting three objects emitting white air in the ventilation duct, allowing all white smoke to pour into the eighth floor. They used the Russian army's powerful hypnosis bullets, which could release hypnosis gas covering a radius of fifty meters within twenty seconds.

After inhaling these gases for more than ten milliamps, the sleeping nerves in the body will react strongly, thereby inhibiting the brain from continuing to develop logical thinking ability. They will basically enter a sleep state soon within two minutes. Neither the legs nor hands can be exercised and can only wait to die.

The bald man and the others walked straight through the corridor, with clear targets approaching the ward at the end. Along the way, they met many bodyguards with large and round waists, but the latter all fell to the ground and did not move. The bald man did not do anything to repair the gun, obviously knowing that they would not cause any harm.

Most importantly, he doesn't want to delay time.

"Now, it depends on the brain when doing people and doing things!"

The bald man looked around the dozens of bodyguards who had lost their ability to fight fiercely, and a faint joke appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's not that many people are useful if there are many guns. In this case, Absky sent another hundred bodyguards, but it would not be of any use, and he would not be able to protect his willful daughter."

While he muttered unanimously, the bald man and the others quickly walked to Katyusha's ward. When he turned his head slightly, someone immediately ran to the door behind him, took out a copper wire she carried with him, and began to pick the lock. His movements were light and full of artistic ornamentality.

"bite!"

In less than five seconds, the door of the room sounded slightly, and the security door opened in response to the sound. A smile flashed in the bald man's eyes. He was only one step away from success. As long as he stepped into the room and killed Katyusha, even if the task was completed successfully today, he could turn the tables.

If the task cannot be completed today, the consequences will be very serious. In addition to being unable to return to China, the organization that has been painstakingly managed will disappear. For this reason, the bald man pulled the gas mask and his voice came out in a low voice: "Roar in and kill Katyusha and the others!"

"Kill my daughter?"

Just as more than a dozen Chinese men were about to push the door in, a sound suddenly sounded, which was creepy in the empty and quiet corridor. The bald man's hair was blowing up in an instant. Without thinking, he didn't even look back and directly avoided and pulled out his gun with his backhand.

It's too late!

A man suddenly rushed out of the door that opened, wrapped in white smoke, and an arm that seemed to be no different from an ordinary person suddenly hit him. He was powerful and powerful, and his speed was fast. A killer who had no time to shoot changed his face. In desperation, he could only grit his teeth and reach out to block it.

Bang!

Once, just a moment, the arm that looked very ordinary and even somewhat fragile suddenly hit the killer's arm, destroying his palm defense like a tyrant, and slamming forcefully on the killer's neck. The latter's body fell directly and fell heavily to the ground.

More than a dozen companions were all confused and their hands were slower. They didn't seem to have expected that under the powerful hypnotic gas, there was still someone on the eighth floor who could lively. Moreover, the other party was more powerful than they imagined. With one move, just one move, they slapped their fierce companions to the ground.

I don’t know where this is a hero!

The guy suddenly came out of the room and was about twenty years old. He was at least 200 kilograms in size. He couldn't see his face clearly with a mask. He also had a pair of black-framed glasses that seemed to have been damaged for a long time. He looked like a wizard in Harry Potter. He was not good at acting, but he was extremely cruel!

After he made a killer lose his combat power with one move, he did not give the rest of the people too much time to react. He took a sudden step without saying a word, and came to the bald man closest to him, punched and attacked with a punch. Seeing this, the bald man's face changed slightly, and then aroused a strong fighting spirit.

His strength is obviously not comparable to his companions. He did not avoid the attack of the man with glasses, and snorted coldly, rushed forward, and fisted, and actually planned to play head-on. The man with glasses slowly sneered a sneer on the corner of his mouth, calmly moving, and his fist pressed on his strength.

The two fists collided, and the bald man's face was pale in an instant, and the man with glasses was in power and was unforgivable. When the former could not stop taking a step back, his whole body flew into the air, kicked him hard, and kicked him directly in the head. The opponent's huge body suddenly flew several meters and hit the wall hard.

Bleeding from the mouth and nose, and seriously injured.

Two moves to solve the problem of your own leader. What is this concept? This means that there is no need to play the game. If you hold on, you will only be thrust by the other party. Therefore, the remaining killers felt cold in their hearts, and they instantly felt like they were retreating. They both held the dagger and took a step back to leave.

At this time, the other doors opened one after another, and more than 30 men came out one after another, with a joking look on their faces. The man in glasses narrowed his eyes slightly, was too lazy to talk nonsense, waved his hand directly, and spoke impatiently: "Except for the bald man, the rest of them are killed to avoid Mr. Absky's boredom."

As his instructions were issued, more than 30 men immediately surrounded him and attacked more than ten killers without mercy. There was a chaos and bloody storm. In five minutes, all the killers fell to the ground, humming, but gritted their teeth desperately, enduring the pain and unwilling to be too weak.

"Puff!"

But as soon as he put out his backbone, the man with a mask flashed a dagger and penetrated into their throats without mercy. More than ten movements sounded, and the killer fell to the ground with a humming moan. The bald man instantly changed his face, slowly stood up while covering the painful part, wanting to make a final struggle.

"Mr. Xi, thank you for taking action!"

When the bald man was surrounded, another person walked out of Katyusha's room. It was Katyusha's father Abuski. He looked at the white smoke in the air, then looked at the man in glasses and smiled: "If you hadn't discovered the clue in time, we would probably have a good end today."

"Katyusha and I thank Mr. Xi for taking action!"

Abski smiled and said, "I thought the beasts would frame the blame, but I didn't expect that they would use poisonous smoke to instantly resolve the combat effectiveness of dozens of bodyguards. If you hadn't turned off the ventilation system in time and gave us antidotes, we would have been slaughtered at this moment!"

"You have to be polite!"

The man in glasses pulled off the hood on his face, revealing his fat face of humans and animals: "Mr. Abski is a good friend of my grandfather, that is, my good friend of Ximen Qing. When I meet a friend and need help, I will definitely help me. Isn't my friend just you help me? Will I help you?"

"Ximen Qing?"

The bald man shook his body and was happy and shouted:

"My name is Zong Lihou, and I am Heng Shao's friend!"

PS: Thank you Shuai Jun Tianxing for rewarding 1888 Zhulang coins for your works.
Chapter completed!