Chapter 318

Zhang Lan is a nurse in GANGLONG hospital. She is one of the nurses on duty tonight.

Ten o'clock, is the hospital slightly relaxed time, Zhang Lan finally busy with the work at hand, lying lazily in front of the duty desk, taking a break.

Just as she was half asleep, someone was knocking on the table.

Zhang Lan thought it was the head nurse and suddenly woke up from her shallow sleep.

When she saw a foreigner standing in front of her, who was wearing a top hat and dressed up as a gentleman, she was quietly relieved. She immediately showed a sweet smile and asked, "Sir, what can I do for you

"Do you have a patient called Xia Yumeng here?" Said the gentleman with a smile on his face“ We are her friends. We only know that she is hospitalized, but we don't know the specific ward number. "

Zhang Lan looked behind the man in the high hat and saw a man with no expression standing beside the bench.

What a strange man!

Because of professional quality, Zhang Lan still looked at the hospitalization records, looked up and said: "Sir, patient Xia Yumeng lives in ward 2a435."

"Thank you." The tall hat man said thank you.

After that, he and the man in black behind him turned and left.

Zhang Lan looked at their back and felt something wrong in her heart. She thought about it carefully and decided to call the head nurse.

After the gentleman and Shura turned into the elevator, the gentleman lowered his hat slightly to cover the camera and said in a voice: "Shura, that woman is just bait. Don't worry. If the woman dies, it's hard to get the target out again. We've failed once, so I don't want to lose again tonight. "

Shura's bloodthirsty is well known by the gentlemen.

"Long winded." Said Shura impatiently.

"No, I can't be wordy." Said the gentleman with a painful face“ It's 1.5 million dollars, not 150 euros. If this huge sum of money is ruined because of your recklessness, the miserly old man of God will never forgive you. "

Shura did not turn his face, and did not continue to pay attention to the gentleman.

According to the room number given by Zhang Lan, they came all the way, and finally found the room in the corner corridor of the fourth floor in area A.

The door of the room was closed and the corridor was empty.

The gentleman made a sign to Shura. Shura went to the stairs to wait. The gentleman grabbed the hat and walked into the room.

The light in the ward was on. A woman in a nurse's uniform was sleeping on the table, while a woman was lying under the white sheets of the hospital bed. At the moment, the woman on the bed is sleeping with her back on her comfortable pillow, and the gentleman can hear her slight breathing voice.

"What a lovely, sleepy woman." A smile rose from the corner of the gentleman's mouth. His smile is very strong and warm, but people who know gentlemen know that this is what he looks like when he moves his heart.

The gentleman quietly went to the head nurse, a knife hit the head nurse behind the neck, head nurse slightly a crooked body lying on the table.

The gentleman dealt with the head nurse and went to the hospital bed.

There was a smile on his face that was hard to think about. He stretched out his hands and was about to lift the quilt. Suddenly, a cold light flashed over.

The gentleman's face suddenly changed, and he quickly stepped back. At this moment, his right little finger was cut off. The gentleman retreated to the corner of the wall, covered his bleeding fingers, and fixed his eyes on the hospital bed.

Shua------

As the sheets flew up, a tall, thin, expressionless woman flew from under the sheets.

"She's not a summer rain dream." A sense of crisis came to a gentleman's mind.

When Shura, who was guarding at the entrance of the corridor, heard the movement in the ward, he knew that the situation was not good. Just as he was about to hurry by, a man came out of another ward.

The man had a mask on his face, long purple hair, dark skin and black and white lines on his neck, just like an African native.

Seeing the purple haired man standing in front of him, Shura had two sharp blades in his hand. He looked at the purple haired man and said, "I know you, black mamba."

"But I don't know you." Said black mamba with a sneer“ But there's no need to know, because tonight you will be my pet's delicious fodder

"I've heard the name of the snake king for a long time. I've always wanted his life, but I didn't get a chance. Now I want to know his running dog's strength? "

"It's not necessary to deal with your master."

"Then I'll kill you little snake first."

It's hard for Shura to say more.

Everyone who knows him well knows that this is what he shows when he is interested.

Black Mamba shakes his cloak, his hands are blue, and he rushes towards Shura.

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The night in Xiangjiang is lively, and the night in banyuewan is even more lively.

At ten o'clock, the temperature cools down rapidly, but there is still an endless stream of tourists and pedestrians in the half moon bay, and the businessmen around them also see the right time and start to sell their goods one after another.

Ji Yan'er pulls ye Buqiu. Her face is excited and ruddy. She grabs a few fireworks sticks and plays with them like a child. From time to time, she pulls ye Buqiu to take photos with her mobile phone.

See Ji Yan son interest is strong, ye Buqiu also accompany her crazy play.

At this time, his mood gradually relaxed, like spitting out a mouthful of turbid Qi, and his body and mind were much more comfortable.

Ji Yan'er saw the Kongming lamp in one of the shops, and immediately cried with some joy, "ye Buqiu, there are Kongming lamp sellers there. Let's go and put Kongming lamp together!"

"You slow down..." see Ji Yan'er squeeze into the crowd, ye Buqiu closely behind her.

Because Ji Yan'er was beautiful, the owner of the shop sold her a 20 yuan Kongming lamp for 10 yuan. Ji Yan'er also simply bought five at a time, and then happily took ye Buqiu to a vacant lot.

Around them, there are also many lovers with Kongming lamps.

Now many big cities in China have banned the discharge of Kongming lamps, among which Mingzhu city bears the brunt. So no matter how prosperous Pearl City is, no matter how rich materials are, Ji Yan'er, who grew up in Pearl City, still hasn't played Kongming lantern.

So when you see Kong Ming Deng, you naturally have a fresh interest in new things.

Of course, there is another reason, because the discharge of Kongming lamp has a romantic atmosphere, which is the most suitable thing for lovers. For each other in the future, it will be a wonderful segment to recall.

Set up and ignite.

They set up the burning lamp slowly, and the little fire shone on Ji Yan'er's pretty face, red and lovely.

But I didn't think that when they let go, instead of rising, the Kongming lamp fell to the ground. At last, the combustibles burned the Kongming lamp, officially declaring that the first Kongming lamp failed.

"Ye Buqiu, wait for you to set up a little bit later. Don't lift your hand too high, or we will fail again." Ji Yan'er commands lovingly.

"Good." Ye Buqiu responds with a smile.

The two men set up a new Kongming lamp with great tacit understanding, and then Ji Yan'er ignited it carefully.

"On the count of one, two, three, put them together!"

"Good."

"One."

"Two."

"Three, let go!"

This time, the Kongming lamp was successfully raised, gradually getting higher and smaller.

Ji Yan'er tilted her head slightly, her face full of joy and happiness.

Let Kong Mingdeng this kind of little girl can't be more ordinary, in her previous life, only extravagant imagination. And now this unreachable luxury is realized, which seems to her like a dream.

Ji Yan'er reaches out her little hand, and void grabs the Kongming lamp in the night sky, as if grasping this dream that never wakes up.

Seeing Ji Yan'er's expression, ye Buqiu is a little bitter in his heart. He can't imagine how this beautiful woman spent her life before?

having dinner? We can only follow the monotonous and simple recipe.

Travel? It's just wishful thinking.

Playing? Her body will never support her.

Shopping? She can stroll for up to an hour or two, and may be followed by family members or servants.

Thinking of this, ye Buqiu steps forward and holds Ji Yan'er in his arms.

Ji Yan'er is slightly stunned. Her eyes are shifted from the sky to ye Buqiu's face. Looking at his sincere and distressed eyes, she closes her eyes and gently leans on his shoulder. Her hands are also around the back and hugs him tightly.

"It's good to be alive." Ji Yan'er said softly.

"Yes, it's good to be alive." Ye Buqiu also whispered.

At this time, ye Buqiu's mobile phone vibrated.

Ye Buqiu took out his mobile phone from his pocket and took a look at it. His eyes were filled with killing intention.

"But someone doesn't want me alive!" Ye Buqiu said in his heart.