Chapter 271: Assassinating Qianlong

The busy art training center was at lunch break time.

In a slightly empty classroom, five figures with different clothing styles gathered in front of the podium:

An idol-like trendy man wearing a casual suit and Martin boots, a hunchbacked college student wearing heavy glasses, a bearded uncle wearing sunglasses and wrapped in a black shabby coat, and a graceful lady with elegant hair draped over her shoulders.

And, the elegant middle-aged teacher leaned against the podium and stood facing four people.

"The mission target and reward amount are here, you can take a look," the middle-aged teacher slowly distributed the envelope to everyone, and adjusted his glasses, saying gently, "It's getting late, you can ask me if you have any questions."

"Why do you want to kill him, and you are in such a hurry." The bearded uncle wrapped in a shabby coat said in a low voice.

"Old dog, you know the rules, don't ask."

"Hey, Uncle Ying, stop nagging! At least tell us why you took this job."

The trendy man lifted his carefully groomed hair and showed a standard Korean male pose smile.

The middle-aged teacher looked at the four people one by one, and then focused on the trendy man again, while holding up Jiang Qian's photo and said:

"He is more handsome than you."

The trendy man's pupils contracted, and his bright smile froze on his face. He immediately changed to a jealous expression that couldn't stand others being more handsome than himself: "Damn it!"

The middle-aged teacher continued to look at the next person and said lightly:

"His copy performance is excellent. He has passed S once, A twice, and an unsolvable copy. He is called a genius among geniuses."

"Unforgivable!"

The hunchbacked college student wearing heavy glasses had a distorted expression, and seemed to have a strong resistance to the identity of "genius".

Then, the middle-aged teacher looked at the bearded uncle wearing sunglasses and wrapped in a black shabby coat:

"It is said that he abuses small animals."

The bearded uncle wrapped in the shabby coat suddenly became solemn.

"Not only that, he seems to be prejudiced against women. It is said that the peacock spider was killed by him."

The middle-aged teacher finally looked at the Japanese lady wearing a pleated skirt, with a sweet face and a shawl hair, and showed regret.

The girl still maintained a gentle and quiet smile, and answered politely and seriously: "It should be allowed."

"Okay, then we have reached a consensus."

The middle-aged teacher clapped his hands and laughed.

"Sorry, I can't do it."

The bearded uncle wrapped in the shabby coat put the envelope back on the podium and turned to walk out.

The remaining few people did not seem to be moved.

"Uncle Dog just came out of the "Children's Playground" last month, right? "

The trendy man chuckled and said nonchalantly: "I heard that Qianlong Wuyong cracked the "Children's Paradise". He wouldn't refuse the order because of this, right?"

"Ridiculous, Qianlong Wuyong didn't crack the copy for someone."

...

"Okay, you guys, time is tight, the task is heavy, get ready to work."

The middle-aged teacher sent them away happily.

He picked up the teacup and returned to his office. He put the teacup on the solid wood desk, relaxed his shoulders, and said to the teaching assistant casually:

"Xiao Xu, is there anyone absent today?"

"Oh~ Teacher Wang, there are no students absent today!"

"No one?"

After stretching his muscles, the middle-aged teacher returned to his desk and opened the notebook for daily records.

"Yeah, yes! Oh, by the way, the student who was always absent last month has not reported since the beginning of this month, and his parents have not mentioned renewal. He should not continue to study. "

"Well, then cross out his name. "

The middle-aged music teacher spoke to the teaching assistant in a relaxed tone, his eyes fixed on a name that had been crossed out.

He picked up a pen and added a new name below that name: Qianlong Wuyong.

"Skipping classes and being absent for two months is really unforgivable..."

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Evening.

Officially affiliated hospital, doctor's lounge in the intensive care unit.

Jiang Qian was answering Ji Ming's call:

"You mean, I stay in the hospital temporarily and don't hear anything outside the window until a complete report is formed?"

"Yes, but there will be no medical assistance for you, they have already evacuated."

Ji Ming's voice came without any emotion:

"Starting tonight, perhaps from now on, there will be "guests" visiting the hospital one after another, and their goal is you-to assassinate Qianlong Wuyong."

"But you don't have to be nervous, and you don't need to take action. "

...

Jiang Qian listened to Ji Ming's instructions and looked through the glass window at the side door of the hospital near the intensive care unit.

There, a black van was slowly parked.

Jiang Qian followed the route of the van and promised Ji Ming's instructions: "Okay, Minister. I'll listen to you. "

...

On the black van, a bird's-eye view of the hospital was spread out, and eight men and women were having the final discussion and confirmation:

"Qianlong Wuyong is in this hospital. According to intelligence, he should be in the intensive care unit of this building, but the exact location is unknown."

"He is accompanied by a master of the power card. Third and fourth brothers, find a chance to hold her back..."

"Check if the disguise props are damaged. After the fight, if the face is exposed, all witnesses will be killed without mercy! Any questions?"

"Understood, no problem!"

"No problem."

"Let's do it."

……

The door of the parked van suddenly opened, and a group of people clamored to carry down a stretcher. The old man on the stretcher was dying, and the "children" around who helped carry the stretcher walked hurriedly and looked anxious.

"Make way, make way!"

A group of people shouted and rushed in from the side door, ignoring the security guards and the doorman's obstruction, and ran straight to the intensive care unit!

"Wait, hey! The emergency room is not over there, you have to go through the main entrance!"

The security guards in the hospital shouted loudly behind them, but they couldn't catch up with these reckless patients' families!

"Got it, we'll pass it from this side!"

"Hey! You can't go in there!!"

"Please, please, my dad can't bear it anymore, please give me a favor!"

The man who was carrying the stretcher and running in front and acting as the eldest son shouted back.

He was the leader who had just coordinated the plan in the car. At this time, he responded enthusiastically, but he had a sneer in his heart: Is this the official secret affiliated hospital? Too weak...

"Separate yourselves in front, and make sure to confirm the target before you act!"

"Got it."

"Understood."

With the low command of the leading man, the eight people changed their formation quickly, and the old man on the stretcher jumped up, and after landing, he rushed to the front!

Four of them carried the empty stretcher and ran towards the main entrance, while the other three took a detour to the side of the intensive care unit.

The whole process was coordinated smoothly, which showed that it had been rehearsed many times beforehand.

But just as the old man on the stretcher rushed out, several "invisible" colorful feathers instantly cut through the air, hitting the eight intruders' brows one after another.

The leading man froze and his steps suddenly stopped!

He didn't even see clearly where the thing that killed him came from, and his soul disappeared silently.

"Plop", "Plop"...

Three figures, all fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the security guard who caught up from behind complained and sighed:

"I told you not to come over, you're dead! You didn't listen..."

While the hospital security guard picked up the intercom to call his companions to clean up the scene, the college student hiding on the roof of the main building of the hospital was already sweating.

As a three-state fusion mutant, his specialty is observation and analysis, not fighting.

Of course, his infiltration skills are much better than the assassin who just "failed" inexplicably. He sneaked into the main building of the hospital under the banner of checking his eyesight - he was highly myopic, so he didn't need to disguise himself.

Since the way he entered was reasonable and he hadn't approached the special ward where the target was, he hadn't encountered any form of obstruction for the time being... He thought so before.

However, just now, when he was observing another wave of assassins trying to approach the intensive care ward, he found an almost invisible "obstruction", an obstacle that continuously absorbed the speed of those who were waiting for an opportunity to approach.

For example, just now, he watched eight assassins suddenly "slow down" as a whole when they entered a certain area of ​​the intensive care ward! The running steps were like a turtle walking.

But the victim seemed to be unaware and was still charging forward at the speed of a 100-meter sprint!

This was the most terrifying.

So when the colorful peacock feathers sank into the eyebrows of several people one by one like a dancing butterfly, he was not surprised, but felt a chill on his back.

"It's a prop..."

The anti-roll college student immediately realized it.

With just this brief glimpse, he realized the danger of this assassination mission through the quality of the props here.

This mission is not easy!

As soon as the idea of ​​retreating came to his mind, he immediately took action.

Even if the target of the assassination was indeed the "genius" he hated the most, there was no way, no one wanted to make trouble for his own life.

The anti-roll college student quickly put away his tools and prepared to evacuate.

At the moment when he unplugged the computer from the electromechanical box, his hand was not able to be retracted neatly, and a foot wearing black high-heeled boots stepped on his hand.

"Where are you going, kid?"

The curly college student suddenly raised his head. This was not his initiative, but someone grabbed his hair and forced him to look up at the person who came.

He was stunned.

A look of fear and surprise flashed in his eyes.

The woman opposite was wearing a bright black leather jacket and leather pants, with a slender and tight figure and a protruding and attractive outline. Following her body upwards, I came to that beautiful and heroic face, which made people's blood rush up.

This is a temptation that any young man of his age cannot refuse.

"I, I quit..."

The curly college student was instantly scared.

"That won't work. Children who do something wrong must be punished."

The heroic sister loosened her feet, and the hand holding her hair changed its position, pinching his neck and sending him a few steps forward, kicking him on the butt.

"Ah~!"

...

Intensive care ward.

Jiang Qian was still typing away on his computer, writing a report. Ye Xiaojing placed the freshly brewed coffee next to him.

Time passed by, and the entire corridor of the intensive care unit remained quiet.

At this time, in the nurse duty room on the first floor.

The lights went out and the door opened.

A tall and elegant nurse came out pushing a cart of medical supplies, walked towards the elevator, and then looked at the floor button and waited quietly.

However, the elevator door did not open, but went over one floor and continued to move underground.

No matter how she pressed the buttons, the elevator did not move again.

The lady seemed to realize something.

She reached into her pocket, grasped the scissors stained with fresh blood, and turned to look at the empty and dark corridor.

A terrifying tiger roar came from the depths of the corridor.

It was accompanied by the rhythm of sports fighting and the intermittent and miserable wailing of the young man.

The lady's eyes were focused, her body was lowered, and she used the cart to cover her body.

After a while, the sound stopped.

But the strong fresh fishy smell was rampant in her nostrils...

The lady breathed rapidly and turned around suddenly!

A majestic white tiger pounced out of the elevator, and its teeth accurately bit the lady's white neck!

As blood and flesh splattered, the lady's body turned into countless slugs on the spot, scattering all over the ground, and rushed towards the corpse exposed on one side of the corridor.

In an instant, the corpse was devoured, leaving only a set of wet and broken trendy brand clothes.

The slug regrouped into a ladylike figure in the pool of blood at the end of the corridor, and stood facing the man transformed by the white tiger, and the vigorous killing intent was instantly entangled.

…

In the intensive care unit, in the doctor's lounge.

Ye Xiaojing looked at Jiang Qian writing a report in front of the computer, feeling nervous and amazed.

She was nervous because she knew what would happen and what was happening tonight, and she was amazed at Jiang Qian's current state: calm and composed, not shaken by the external environment at all.

He ignored the roars, shouts, and fighting sounds coming from the corridor.

There were several times when the sound had come nearby, and Ye Xiaojing was ready to fight at any time, but Jiang Qian could still yawn completely...

It seemed that the bloody incident next door had nothing to do with him!

While Ye Xiaojing was amazed, Jiang Qian finally pressed the Enter key on the keyboard: the report was completed.

He stretched and sighed softly: "Done."

"Done?"

Ye Xiaojing was a little dazed for a while.

After all, the body fluids of the aquatic products in the corridor have squeezed in through the crack of the door, and along with the transparent liquid, there is also light green blood.

Then a rough greeting came from outside the door: "Sorry, it's over. Didn't I disturb the doctor's work?"

"No, thank you." Jiang Qian replied calmly.

After speaking, he turned around and looked at Ye Xiaojing:

"Sister Xiaojing, come closer, I want to see your energy structure again."

"Now?"

"Now."

Although Ye Xiaojing was suspicious of Jiang Qian's behavior, she still fulfilled his idea with her own actions.

However, when she was within three steps of Jiang Qian, her hands unconsciously transformed into knives, and she chopped down Jiang Qian's head without mercy!

A violin music that went from slow to fast came from a certain position outside the window, disturbing the mood of the two people in the room without a trace.

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