Chapter 21

Instead of running endlessly in the open fire escape, it is better to try whether the complicated space outside can trip up these monsters.

Chen Li used all the parts of his body that could attack, his hands and legs, and even just flipped a bionic man with his head. At the same time, he threw away two with his arms and kicked away another one who came up to fill in the position, creating time and space for Yan Qiang to pry the door.

The bionic man further learned their movements and began to learn to hit. Chen Li realized for the first time why the old saying "two fists can't beat four hands" was true. He found that his two fists really couldn't beat these bionic men's chaotic hands and feet.

"Fuck, Lao Yan, I can't stand it anymore..." Chen Li gritted his teeth and knocked away a bionic man who was almost hugging his neck in front of him, and he was almost unable to stand.

In response to him, the fire door "creaked", and he turned around and rushed in without even looking.

The two rushed into the inner room, turned around and pressed against the door, just after taking a few breaths, they heard a banging sound outside the door. Seeing that the hinges of the fire door were about to collapse, the two looked at each other, confirmed each other's status, and then ran towards the center.

They thought of a way to get to the first floor as quickly as possible.

"Shanghan, calculate how high our current position is from the ground." Chen Li said quickly.

"Are you going to die?" Shanghan understood quickly, "Twenty-one meters."

"Okay." Chen Li's eyes seemed to be burning with a fire, so bright that his body, which should have been weak and exhausted, burst out with extremely strong action and reaction.

The third floor is the bedroom prepared by Tushita Heaven for distinguished guests. They shuttled in the dim corridor, and the joyful voices of love on both sides were endless.

There was a cliff in front and an immortal pursuer behind. I don't know when the two people's hands had been tightly clenched together, like a pair of eagles with wings piercing the sky and flying into the distance.

They ran to the end of the corridor and passed through the secret passage under the command of Typhoid.

Their running speed has reached the limit of human beings. The sound of wind almost turned into thunder, and adrenaline was surging. However, the bionic people behind them followed closely at a speed no less than the two of them, and countless arms were like the tentacles of the evil god.

The two ran to the center of this floor, and within their reach were the dark green stand railings. Without the slightest hesitation, they quickly climbed over the railings and jumped down!

There was no time to consider whether the posture would hurt, and they could only trust fate.

Like two flying fish that wanted to defect to the sea, they jumped high, but were pulled by the strong gravity and fell back to the sea in a mess.

The moment they hit the wine pool, a huge sound exploded in their eardrums, and a moment later, it returned to complete silence.

In an instant, the five senses seemed to have returned to the time when the fetus was still in the womb, confused and blurred, but the pain was extremely clear. The sudden huge pressure seemed to squeeze the internal organs into thin slices, and every bone was crushed by a hard object.

The wine penetrated into the mouth and nose, scalding the cranial cavity as if it was burning...

Chen Li suddenly woke up, and he closed his eyes and fumbled to confirm the situation around him.

If he opened his eyes rashly, the fragile mucous membrane of the eyes might not be able to withstand the strong alcohol. He endured the severe pain like broken tendons and bones, adjusted his head and tail posture, and kicked the bottom of the pool with both feet, breaking the wine with his body.

Feeling that his head and face emerged from the water, he quickly opened his eyes to confirm the situation. The wine seeped into his eye sockets, burning and painful.

In his blurred vision, there was no trace of those faceless bionic people, as if the previous weird thing was a nightmare.

He vaguely saw a fiery red head also emerging from the water, and his heart was a little calm, supporting himself and paddling towards the edge of the pool.

"Hiss...hiss..." The earphones in the ear canal were filled with wine, and even with the waterproof function, they began to make noises.

At this time, many people rushed to the pool. They looked terrified and opened and closed their mouths. Chen Li couldn't hear what they were saying. He climbed down from the pool and sat down beside the wine pool, panting hard.

The chattering spectators showed curious and frightened expressions, but they didn't dare to approach the man who fell from a high place into the golden soup and climbed out like a devil with a head of wet long hair.

At this time, the smoke gun also touched the pool. His expression was painful, and one hand pressed on his side abdomen, almost falling from above. Chen Li raised his hand to catch him, holding his lower back, supporting the bodies of the two people, and stumbled towards the gate of Tushita Heaven.

The two people were soaked in sticky wine, and those upper-class people who claimed to be mysophobes naturally avoided them with disgust.

The security guards came from all directions holding electric shock guns, but they were also shocked by the two people's momentum like returning from hell, and they didn't dare to move forward for a while.

Just when the two were about to approach the gate, the gate that had been closed all the time seemed to sense something and opened by itself.

A completely black equipment vehicle stopped at the door, and the door opened automatically. The two doors opened almost at the same time, and the timing was very skillful.

Chen Li pushed the cigarette pipe in first, and then he quickly got in.

He leaned on the seat to adjust his breathing, and he couldn't lift up a bit of strength. The wine stuck his fingers together, and he didn't have the strength to break free.

The two of them lay in the last row of the equipment vehicle, all dirty and messy, with clothes sticking to each other, and hair all stuck to their faces and scalps. They haven't been so embarrassed for a long time.

The heavy snow drove the heavy car very fast. Shang Han sat in the middle row, his thin body swaying with the vibration of the car. He stared at the screen of the military computer with full-coverage headphones. The surveillance images were played in 32 windows at the same time. The crimes and chaos of Tushita Heaven were recorded in full, but there was no trace of the faceless bionic man chasing Chen Li and Yan Qiang.

Yan Qiang's painful breathing gradually became uncontrollable. Chen Li's dizzy brain finally woke up and remembered that Yan Qiang might have been seriously injured.

He touched the medicine box on the top of the car with one hand and reached for Yan Qiang's back with the other hand. There was only a piece of soaked cloth between them. He felt that there were two places on Yan Qiang's back that had sunk in. It was obviously a rib fracture. The sticky liquid could not be distinguished from wine or blood for a while.

Blood was dripping from the corner of Yan Qiang's mouth, and his eyes had begun to lose focus. He was just barely holding on. Chen Li felt that there was also a broken bone in his chest, and he didn't know if his internal organs were injured.

Chen Li quickly fixed the gun and gave him two injections, one for pain relief and one to relieve muscle spasms.

"Go to Liuli Guang." Chen Li gave Daxue an order.

"Received."

He held the gun's cold hand tightly and patted the gun's face, "Hey, don't sleep."

The gun raised his eyes with difficulty and looked at him, with a slight smile on his lips.

He didn't believe that this injury could kill the gun, but he still felt waves of uneasiness and regret knocking at his heart.

He had just experienced such a farce of life and death, and his whole body couldn't stop trembling. He felt that his heart hadn't been so sick for a long time, and it was dull and painful, trembling like loneliness, but it was swelling, as if it was going to stagnate the lungs.

The car returned to silence, and the gun's breathing gradually relaxed under the effect of the medicine. The equipment car sped steadily and quickly on the rare peaceful streets of the central city in the early morning.

"The volunteer is dead." The voice of the typhoid broke the silence in the car.

Chen Li's forehead jumped violently. He just blinked and his eyelids were stuck to his eyelids by the wine. He was in a very embarrassed state at the moment. He wiped them casually with a wet paper and moved forward to watch the surveillance. His eyes were still blurry.

The typhoid magnified the surveillance of the seventh floor. In the center of the silver-white planet, the volunteer beauty knelt on the platform in a sacrificial posture. Looking closely, it was the golden yarns that were entangled and hooked her neck, so that her body could not fall to the ground completely. She could only keep her head down and kneel there.

A plastic dinner knife was inserted in her throat, and blood splattered on her face, skirt and those metal bones, which was extremely gorgeous.

"Who killed her?" Chen Li asked.

"Herself." The voice of the typhoid was still without a trace of emotion.

"Bullshit! That's a plastic dinner knife!" Chen Li couldn't control himself and cursed.

"Someone threw a plastic dinner knife on her skirt," Shanghan explained calmly while playing the surveillance video in reverse. "She took it and stabbed herself in the throat, with the back of the knife cushioned in the middle of the clavicle. She used force with her backhand and stabbed quickly. She was very determined to die."

"Enough, stop talking." Chen Li rubbed his hair irritably, his heart was in a mess, and loss and confusion surged in his heart.

Daxue had already connected with Liuliguang's operating room on the way, and when they arrived, they carried the cigarette pipe directly in. Zhu Qingyuan had already changed into surgical clothes and took over the injured person. He didn't ask any more questions, but just glanced at Chen Li lightly.

This look contained many meanings. Chen Li wanted to glare back, but his eyes were burned by alcohol, and he saw things blurry and double. Zhu Qingyuan looked like a blurry and thin figure.

He sat on the ground outside the operating room, placed the two mother knives inserted behind his waist side by side, and then took out his mobile phone to report everything about tonight to the anti-revolutionary.

Nowadays, the technology of broken bone repair is very mature, and the operation is done very quickly. The green light for the safe operation was on, and Chen Li breathed a sigh of relief, and his body became weaker and weaker.

Da Xue had other things to do, so he left early. Shang Han came over and bent down to pat Chen Li's shoulder. He was probably learning how to integrate into the group and comfort others, but his hands were stained with wine. He rubbed his palms clumsily, and the more he rubbed, the stickier it became. "Cy, go wash it."

"Well, you should go back and rest early." Chen Li nodded. He was also extremely tired, dizzy, dizzy, and covered with wounds of all sizes, dirty and sticky.

The three courtyards of Liuli Guang are intertwined, and the scenery is low and staggered. Chen Li walked around the ward for several times before finding a bathroom that seemed to have not been cleaned for a long time. He twisted the faucet and still had water coming out. He was too lazy to care about anything else. He took off his wet and muddy clothes and stood naked by the sink.

He found a spare yellow hose, directly removed the water pipe, connected the pipe, and used a narrow stream of water to wash the mud on his body.

After the wine, blood and tissue fluid stuck on the wound were washed away, the pink texture was exposed, like a baby's mouth. There were not many bleeding wounds on his body, but bruises were all over his body. The most serious ones were his elbows and shoulders. The redness, swelling and bruises made this lean and tall body more aggressive.

Tang Q is sugarcane wine. After drying, it looks like a layer of hard candy shell. It is too sticky and difficult to wash clean.

Chen Li was thinking while washing. He was completely calm at this time, and the clues in his mind began to become clear one by one.

At this time, a light perfume smell suddenly floated into his nose. He frowned in dissatisfaction and turned his head to look at the door. Sure enough, there was a tall and thin figure leaning there.

"Why does Dr. Zhu still have the hobby of peeping at people taking a bath?"

"You don't close the door, are you afraid of being seen?" Zhu Qingyuan had a bit of robber theory.

Chen Li ignored him, bent down to pick up the clothes scattered on the ground, threw them into the pool, and installed the water pipe again, washing the clothes neatly.

After all, the rationality and sense of honor and disgrace that evolved into humans prevented him from running around naked.

"I can get you a new set of clothes." Zhu Qingyuan still leaned against the door, as if he wanted to see enough.

"Thank you." Chen Li did not stop washing clothes.

"If you tell me," Zhu Qingyuan tilted his head and smiled slightly, "what's the matter with so many surgical scars on your body."

Chen Li turned his head and looked at Zhu Qingyuan, his eyes slightly cold, "You can ask the anti-revolutionary, if you dare."

Zhu Qingyuan shrugged, "Okay, you win."

Chen Li ignored him again, took out the almost clean clothes, wrung them out with his bare hands, and put them on after flattening them. The weather in early November was already chilly, but he didn't seem to feel the cold, and was about to leave in his still wet single clothes.

"You are injured, alcohol burns your eyelids, your blood sugar is very low, and your heartbeat is fast. You will faint after walking a few steps," Zhu Qingyuan blocked the door, "If you faint, I won't help you."

Chen Li reacted and realized that this guy was just looking for trouble.

"It's okay, Doctor Zhu, I will never sue you for personal revenge." Chen Li smiled and stretched out his hand to brush Zhu Qingyuan away.

Such power is definitely not for a person who is about to faint.

Zhu Qingyuan took a step back tactfully and looked at Chen Li's slightly swaying back. Suddenly he seemed to remember something and said in a teasing tone, "You have a good figure."

Chen Li turned his head and pointed to his right eye, "Don't force me to dig your eyeball out."

Zhu Qingyuan's face changed slightly, and he looked at Chen Li's figure walking away, and cursed in a low voice, "You are so sharp-eyed."

He rubbed his eyes, and a film fell off from the eye window, lying in his palm, flashing an imperceptible metallic luster.