"What's the situation? I can't get up after two or two. I can't climb the stairs!"

Wang Shun, who had been waiting in place for a while, kicked the elevator door impatiently and turned around and ran towards the fire passage.

Not only Wang Shun and others wanted to curse, but at the same time, all the people who were waiting for the elevator in the inpatient department of the cardiovascular department found that today was really evil. The elevator was still stagnant on the eighth floor, and the reporting phone number from the hospital maintenance department was almost blown up.

At this time, Luo Tian, ​​who had always been arrogant, curled up in the corner like a quail with hair.

His hands were tightly covered the wound on his lower abdomen, but the bright red and eye-catching blood continued to spread out along his fingers, and there was also a large patch of sticky blood on the floor of the elevator.

As time goes by, he can feel that he is getting more and more exhausted, but he dare not fight, let alone fight.

The young man opposite not only held the "cold weapon" that he never looked down upon, but also a "hot weapon" that could take his life at any time.

At this moment, the dark muzzle was like a ferocious beast with only bare teeth and cracks staring at him.

"Bang! Bang!"

The young man's half-pulled body was outside the elevator. The elevator's sensing door opened and closed rhythmically, and the outside was filled with men, women, young and old watching the fun, including doctors, nurses, and security guards. Many people held their mobile phones to take photos and videos, but most people seemed to have forgotten the fundamental function of the phone, and no one remembered to call the police.

"Brother, what do you want to do?"

The large amount of blood loss caused Luo Tian's eyes to turn black and his body to fall into a state of exhaustion. If he hadn't relied on his strong desire to win, he would have probably gone into shock.

"Yes, I didn't think about what to do with you. Why don't you give me some reasonable advice?"

The young man raised his eyebrows and chuckled, and the feeling was like a cat catching a mouse.

"Is it okay to buy money... for life?"

Luo Tian gasped and begged.

It took him almost twenty years from birth to high spirits, but from being so energetic to being waving his tail, he only took him to take an elevator, and he didn't even understand which part of the problem was there.

"Okay, how much can you pay?"

The young man responded carelessly, as if he was talking about a trivial matter that was insignificant.

"you want.."

"Don't ask me how much I want, it depends on how much your life is."

The young man directly interrupted what he had not finished saying yet.

How much is his life worth? Luo Tian seems to have never thought about this question. As the eldest son of a privileged family, he has caused trouble, nor has he been involved in human life, but in the past he has always stood on the side of compensation.

For him, a life can be hundreds of thousands, a house, or even a moment of change in emotions.

But if you use money to measure your life, it is absolutely priceless.

"It's hard to say, right? Haha, give me one dollar, your life is just a bag of instant noodles in my eyes."

The young man grabbed the Adam's apple and stretched out a finger with extreme contempt.

"piece!"

Luo Tian was stunned on the spot in an instant. Not only him, but even the men and women outside the elevator were in an uproar.

Under normal circumstances, such atrocities involving human life are not only valuable, but they can hardly buy them, but the young man who seems to be in his early twenties only costs one dollar.

After a moment of silence, Queen Luo realized that the other party was belittling him. To be precise, she really didn't take him seriously. Although he was extremely angry, she did not dare to show any dissatisfaction at this time.

"I think it's expensive?"

The young man tilted his head and pulled out the safety with a "click".

"No, I'll give it to you!"

Luo Tian was shocked and rushed to his pocket in a hurry.

After touching for a long time, except for the lighter, cigarettes and cell phone, there was only a thick stack of banknotes left in my pocket.

"Can you give all this...this is OK?"

Luo Tian spoke weakly.

"I only have one dollar! Your life is only worth one dollar! If you can't take it out, I'm sorry!"

The young man shook his head expressionlessly, then walked towards Luo Tian with his gun.

"Brother, wait, uncle, uncle, who kind-hearted person lend me a dollar, I swear to pay it back a thousand times."

Seeing that the young man was getting closer and closer to him, Luo Tian panicked and simply knelt on the ground and howled at the melon-eating crowd outside the elevator. However, those people just watched the fun and no one wanted to help each other, just like he was so numb whenever he bullied others.

"Look, it's not that I don't give you a chance, no one is willing to take care of the garbage."

Qing Youth smiled flutteringly, and slowly raised the "imitation May Fourth Movement" in her hand.

"No...no, don't kill me!"

Luo Tian hugged his head in despair and did not dare to take a look.

As the young man stepped into the elevator, the sensing door slowly closed.

"It's easy to leave but not to send you off, and be a person in the next life!"

The young man narrowed his eyes and poked the gun on Luo Tian's forehead.

"I have one dollar. Do you keep your word if you say it? Will you pay it back to me thousands of times?"

Just as the elevator door was about to close, a dirty palm suddenly stuck in the middle, and then an old beggar with a torn dress and a foul smell all over his body rushed in, holding a silver-lit steel slut in his hand.

"Uncle, uncle, I'll give you 100,000, no... 200,000!"
Chapter completed!