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A violent impact came from Wang Fuqu's brain, and he was thrown into the operating room by the officer.In terms of dizziness, everything in front of me seemed blurred.The figure of the officer ran forward, only one step away from the pistol.

Wang Fuqu held his stomach upside down, and reached out his hand to pick up the submachine gun next to a dead soldier. At the same time, the officer also got the pistol. The officer turned around and the two shot at the same time.

The officer was shot back and forth by the extremely fast submachine gun, and the pistol in his hand only shot one shot, and there was no chance!Looking at Wang Fuqu in amazement, he slowly fell down.

His shot didn't miss Wang Fuqu, but it didn't kill him. The bullet passed through Wang Fuqu's left arm, directly tore Wang Fuqu's entire arm!The outrageous power of the large-caliber pistol made Wang Fuqu a little scared.

If the bullet hits his chest, then he is dead.The sound of footsteps has reached this level, Wang Fuqu, who endured the pain, staggered towards the door.

A muzzle was exposed from the gate, Wang Fuqu raised the gun and shot, directly shooting the soldier who was in the front.After the submachine gun ran out of bullets, Wang Fuqu quickly put down the submachine gun in his hand, and closed the door with one hand, and violent gunfire sounded outside the door.

The soldier following behind shot the gate with a gun, but the gate made of carbon alloy did not move at all. The bullet left only a trace on it, not even a pothole was shot.

Wang Fuqu tried his best to lock the door back. He didn't know if anyone outside had other keys to open the door. Now all he can do is wait in this room, waiting for rescue or death.

After a short break, Wang Fuqu stood up and walked towards the operating room. The doctor stopped his hand when he heard the gunshots.He was frightened. Although he had always known that the patient had the identity of a soldier, he had to see five dead bodies falling in front of him at such a close distance.

This feeling is still uncomfortable, and the nurse around him has already fainted.The doctor watched Wang Fuqu coming towards him, Wang Fuqu threw away the submachine gun without bullets in his hand, picked up the other one, and knocked on the door of the operating room with the tip of the gun.

Signaled the doctor to open the door. The doctor was afraid to be disobedient. He knew that the operating room in this room was not bulletproof. He was shot!

The doctor opened the door of the operating room, only to see a pale Wang Fuqu coming in.Wang Fuqu stopped in front of the two operating tables. He looked at Yang Zhen and the years didn't seem to leave anything on the old man.

This picture looks very much like a mature man who has been ill for a long time. Apart from his extremely ugly face, he looks like what he should be in other aspects.Just glanced at the disgusted expression on Wang Fuqu's face, turned to look at Mu Xue on the other side.

He brought her here, and now he helped her again.For Mu Xue, Wang Fuqu didn't know whether she owed it or it didn't matter, but the last thought pulled her back from the ghost gate. This might be the last good thing he did in this world.

The youthful and immature face is facing Wang Fuqu, and the corners of his mouth are up, probably because he dreamed of something happy in his dream.Wang Fuqu casually injected a dose of anesthetic into his left arm. His left hand was gone, but the pain was still there.