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    The six guards finally came to their senses and rushed towards Yang Luo.

    Yang Luo pulled out the needle, turned around suddenly, and stabbed a guard's shoulder hard with the needle in his hand. The guy yelled, covered his shoulder and stepped back.

    Immediately after the other five guards rushed forward, Yang Luo let go of the unconscious Wang Zheng, touched the ground with his left foot, and turned his body strangely in a circle. He only heard five dull gunshot bangs, followed by five more.  Scream.

    The five guards seemed to have been hit hard by a high-speed car, and their bodies flew back almost at the same time.

    ¡°Bang bang bang¡­¡±

    Two people hit the wall hard, and another person fell on Yang Luo's bed, then bounced up and fell to the ground.  The remaining two people were lucky enough to fall in the middle of the doctors, and they were suddenly smashed into pieces, causing a burst of panicked shouts and screams.

    Zhang Jiaming stared at Yang Luo in disbelief.  Six powerful defenders were eliminated in the blink of an eye?  I couldn't help but feel very lucky. Fortunately, Yang Luo was not really mentally ill. Otherwise, with his small body, he would have been beaten to death by Yang Luo?

    The dean's legs were trembling into a ball, and his eyes were full of fear. He wanted to run but didn't dare. He was afraid that Yang Luo would suddenly get angry and throw him out.  His old bones can't withstand a fall, and his life will probably be lost.

    The five guards who were thrown out barely got up on the ground, their faces were pale, and the corners of their mouths were still bloodshot.  If Yang Luo hadn't been merciful, the five of them, including the guy who was stabbed by the needle, would be a corpse now.

    The doctors who were hit also stood up in a hurry. No one dared to move, and they all looked at Yang Luo with horrified eyes.  They had seen all kinds of mental patients, but they had never seen one as terrifying as Yang Luo.  It's true that mental illness is not scary. What's scary is that mental illness has super strong force. Who the hell can control him?

    Yang Luo grinned widely, then stuck out his big tongue and licked his lips: "Do you want me to throw you out, or get out of here!"

    Hearing Yang Luo's words, these guys seemed to hear the beautiful fairy music. They all ran out with a huff, closed the door, and then locked it. Then they breathed a sigh of relief.

    The dean stood in the corridor and said to the six guards: "Hurry up and check your body."

    The six guards nodded and helped each other towards the elevator.

    The dean's face also regained a little color, and he said with lingering fear: "Don't let anyone enter this ward."

    The doctors nodded, but even if he didn¡¯t say anything, no one would come.

    The dean waved his hand: "Go back!" But then his face changed, "Where is Secretary Wang?"

    The faces of the doctors who had just calmed down also changed drastically. They all looked at the ward and felt a cold air rushing down their backs to the top of their heads. Their scalps were numb and their hair stood on end.

    They saw Yang Luo lying on Wang Zheng's neck, drinking blood. Especially the blood stains hanging from the corners of Yang Luo's mouth made their stomachs churn and their faces became paler.

    The dean howled: "Hurry, open the door and rescue Secretary Wang."

    But who among those doctors dared to go in? They all took a step back slightly.

    At this time, Yang Luo raised his head. This guy's mouth was full of blood, and Wang Zheng had clear tooth marks on his neck, and blood was still flowing down.

    Yang Luo grinned. This scene looked like an American horror movie, with a vampire sucking human blood.

    "This guy's blood tastes really good. Do you want to drink it?"

    No one spoke, goosebumps appeared on their bodies, their bodies were shivering with cold, and their teeth were chattering.

    Zhang Jiaming's throat rolled, he hugged his knees with his hands, huddled up and sat on the bed.  This guy was also scared. He began to suspect that Yang Luo was really sick. Otherwise, how could he drink human blood? This was fucking terrifying.

    After a while, the dean said tentatively: "I also want to drink his blood, can you give it to me?"

    Yang Luo smiled again: "Okay! I'll give him to you." After saying that, he grabbed Wang Zheng's clothes with both hands, lifted him up, and threw him out.

    "boom!"

    Wang Zheng¡¯s body hit the iron door and then bounced to the ground with a thud.  Yang Luo was not polite to Wang Zheng. This guy definitely had bad intentions when he came to him at this time.

    Wang Zheng lost consciousness, but still felt the pain and couldn't help but groan.

    Yang Luo took off his big-brimmed hat, revealing his bare head, then scratched his head, "Why didn't you throw it out?"

    With that said, he walked over and lifted Wang Zheng up again to throw it out. The dean hurriedly shouted: "NoWell, if you beat him to death, the blood will not taste good.  "

    "Plop!"

    Yang Luo threw Wang Zheng to the ground, and the guy groaned again.

    Yang Luo chuckled and said, "Yeah, what should we do? Why don't you stop drinking and leave it to me."

    The dean tried his best to use a gentle tone and said: "I also like to drink human blood. You promised me, how can you go back on it?"

    Yang Luo thought for a while: "You are right, you can't regret it."

    "That's right!" said the dean, "You go back to bed and lie down, and I'll get him out myself."

    Yang Luo shook his head: "No, you will give me injections when you come in. I don't like it."

    The dean hurriedly said: "Don't worry, we won't give you an injection. I swear, I will never give you an injection."

    Yang Luo stared at the dean for a long time before saying, "You really didn't lie to me?"

    The dean nodded and said sincerely: "I won't lie to you, I really won't lie to you."

    Yang Luo grinned: "Okay, come in. If you dare to lie to me, I will drink all your blood." After saying that, he walked back to the bed, then lay back on the bed, picked up the cigarette on the side and lit it.  root.

    The dean winked at a doctor next to him. The doctor reluctantly walked to the door and took out the key to unlock it, but he didn't dare to open it.

    It was two young doctors who bravely opened the door gently, but kept staring at Yang Luo.  As long as Yang Luo moves, they will escape from here.

    The door was half open, and when Yang Luo didn't even look at them, the two young doctors suddenly opened the door, quickly grabbed Wang Zheng's arms and dragged him out, and then slammed the door.

    The dean exhaled and shouted anxiously: "Quick, hurry up and carry him down for rescue."

    Yang Luo tilted his head and watched them leave and suddenly burst into laughter. He turned over and sat up, looking at Zhang Jiaming.

    When Zhang Jiaming saw Yang Luo looking at him, he shrank in fear, "Youwhy are you looking at me!"

    Yang Luo rolled his eyes, "Idiot!" After saying that, he got out of bed, walked into the bathroom in the southwest corner, rinsed his mouth, washed away the blood on his face and walked out.

    Zhang Jiaming blinked, "Are you sick?"

    Yang Luo said angrily: "What do you think?"

    Zhang Jiaming shook his head; "How do I know?"

    Yang Luo lay down on the bed again: "If I were sick and really liked drinking human blood, would you still be alive to talk to me?"

    Zhang Jiaming was right to think about it, "Then you just"

    Yang Luo said: "I just wanted to scare them, so I bit the guy's neck. It was just a skin injury, not much blood."

    Zhang Jiaming patted his chest. Yang Luo was indeed too crazy and scary just now: "You scared me to death."

    Yang Luo said: "It's worthless!"

    Zhang Jiaming smiled and said: "But this trick of yours is really awesome. I guess no one will have the courage to enter this ward, so as to save those doctors from always forcing us to take medicine."

    Yang Luo closed his eyes, "Someone will definitely come, because some people don't want me to live in this world."

    "Ah?" Zhang Jiaming said nervously: "The Zhang family knows you are here? Are they going to send someone to kill you? Then won't I also be unlucky?"

    Yang Luo said: "I said, the Zhang family is not qualified to be my opponent. As for who wants to kill me, you don't need to know. But" A smirk appeared on the corner of Yang Luo's mouth, "If they really send someone here  Kill me and you will be silenced."

    Zhang Jiaming's face suddenly turned pale, "What should I do?" He jumped out of bed, "No, I have to change rooms. I don't want to die with you."

    Yang Luo smiled and said, "How about we make a bet?"

    Zhang Jiaming asked doubtfully: "What bet?"

    Yang Luo said: "Two hundred yuan. If they dare to open the door and change your room, I lose. If they dare not open the door, you lose."

    Zhang Jiaming stood there with his mouth wide open, and finally sat down on the bed dejectedly, saying with a sad face: "I was killed by you this time, why am I so unlucky to meet you, a loser?"

    Yang Luo laughed: "Wealth and honor are in heaven, and life and death are determined by destiny. Brother, please be open-minded."

    Zhang Jiaming even wanted to cry, "Who is your enemy? They can actually send people here to kill you."

    Yang Luo tilted his head and glanced at Zhang Jiaming, "Do you really want to know?"

    Zhang Jiaming said: "Of course I want to know. Even if I die, I have to know who killed me. I will have to file a complaint when I get to the Palace of Hell."

    Yang Luo waved: "Come here and I'll tell you."

      Zhang Jiaming said vigilantly: "There are only two of us here, so just say it."

    Yang Luo shook his head: "What if there is surveillance here and someone overhears me."

    Zhang Jiaming shook his head like a rattle: "I'm not going there. Who knows if you are really mentally ill? If you bite me on the neck, I will complain about it." It seems that Yang Luo's behavior just now has caused a lot of damage to this person.  It left a deep shadow in the guy's heart.

    Yang Luo said, "Forget it if you don't want to know." After that, he closed his eyes again.

    After a while, Zhang Jiaming couldn't help his curiosity and came to Yang Luo, "I'm here, you tell me."

    Yang Luo opened his eyes and curled his fingers.

    Zhang Jiaming hesitated for a moment, then slowly lowered his head and put his ear to Yang Luo's mouth. His heart was pounding. He was really afraid that Yang Luo would suddenly bite him on the neck.

    Fortunately, Yang Luo whispered something in his ear and did not bite him. This made him relieved, and he was completely sure that Yang Luo was as normal as him.

    "Li Changrong?" Zhang Jiaming stood up straight and looked at Yang Luo doubtfully.

    Yang Luo pointed to the top, "Vice Chairman of the State!"

    "Hahaha¡­¡­"

    Zhang Jiaming burst out laughing: "You kid knows how to brag. How big of a figure do you think you are? Why didn't you say that the President of the United States wants to kill you?"

    Yang Luo said seriously: "You are right, the President of the United States also wants to kill me, and he wants to cut me into pieces. Not only the United States, but also the United Kingdom, Japan, South Korea, Vietnam, Indiamany countries are number one  The characters wanted my life.¡±

    Zhang Jiaming couldn't stop laughing and lay down on the bed panting. It took him a long time to calm down.

    "Forget it, I was already sure that you were a normal person, but now I'm starting to suspect that you are sick again."

    Yang Luo sighed and said helplessly: "Nowadays, many people will believe a lie, but no one will believe the truth."

    Zhang Jiaming pouted and said, "Believe me, I am really mentally ill."

    Neither of the two people were talking. After an unknown amount of time, someone knocked on the iron door: "It's time to eat!"

    A middle-aged woman in a white coat stood in front of the iron door, passing two bowls in her hands through the window above the iron door.

    Yang Luo lay there without moving. Zhang Jiaming got out of bed, took two bowls and put them on the ground. There was white rice porridge in them.  Then the middle-aged woman handed over four steamed buns and a small plastic bag of pickles, then turned and left.

    Zhang Jiaming took the things to Yang Luo's bed and sat down: "Look, it's all because of you that the food delivery people don't dare to come in. We are no longer patients, but prisoners."

    Yang Luo sat up, picked up the steamed buns and ate them, three times five divided by two, two steamed buns, a bowl of porridge, and half of the pickles were eaten by him.

    But Zhang Jiaming only ate half of the steamed bun in his hand, and Yang Luo finished the porridge without even taking a sip of the porridge, leaving the guy dumbfounded.

    "Fuck! You are the reincarnation of a starving ghost. Why are you eating so fast?"

    Yang Luo burped, "I'm used to it. People like me, especially in dangerous places, have to eat as soon as possible to make sure they are full, otherwise they may not be able to eat anything in the next second."

    Zhang Jiaming was stunned for a moment, "What do you do?"

    Yang Luo smiled: "If you want to go out with me, you will definitely know. If you don't want to go out with me, knowing will do you no good."

    Zhang Jiaming took a bite of the steamed bun and chewed it slowly. He thought of Yang Luo's terrifying skills just now and suddenly asked: "Is what you said just now true?"

    "What?" Yang Luo asked doubtfully.

    Zhang Jiaming said: "It is the vice chairman who wants to kill you."

    Yang Luo smiled, patted Zhang Jiaming on the shoulder, said nothing, and then leaned up and lay on the bed again.

    Zhang Jiaming didn¡¯t ask any more questions. He finished his food thoughtfully, then packed it up, put it on and lay down.

    Time passed little by little, and just when Yang Luo was about to fall asleep, the iron door opened with a crash.

    Yang Luo opened his eyes and looked over. Two doctors nervously sent a young man in a hospital gown into the ward. Behind them stood a dozen guards, all staring at Yang Luo.

    The two doctors quickly exited and slammed the door.

    Yang Luo¡¯s eyes lingered on the dozen guards for a moment, a smile appeared on his lips, then he turned his eyes to the young patient and murmured softly.

    "What is supposed to come has come."

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