Chapter 311 (1/2)

If anyone thinks that Liu Wanlong's heart is really sick, it's a big mistake. Liu Wanlong has been called Han bold since he was a child. He dares to sleep on his grave in the middle of the night and plays with his four skulls as a urinal. Although he is not tall, he has good physical fitness. He has practiced martial arts and played football. His heart is healthier than mobilization, and his heart is harder than iron stone.

As for pretending to be ill in front of the police, it can only prove that he can act and go on parole for medical treatment. How can he go on parole without real illness.

However, Liu Wanlong is a Chinese after all. The Chinese are pure atheists. They usually have no taboos and don't believe in ghosts and gods.

But when something happens, he will become a firm pantheist, no matter God, the Buddha, Guanyin Bodhisattva, the Jade Emperor, Guan Er Ye. All of them can be used by me.

Liu Wanlong is such a person. When the TV set is abnormal, he is also a little afraid. But when the abnormal situation disappears at any time after the power is removed, he knows it in his heart. It's probably someone who is engaged in his own business.

A sudden power failure, the window wide open, the window appeared a ”ghost in red”, if ordinary people, at the moment certainly scared to death, if heart disease patients, must have myocardial infarction on the spot, but Liu Wanlong is not ordinary people, his nerve is much thicker than normal people, see the world is also more, he was just surprised.

That female ghost, in fact, is just a long hair hood and a red dress, hanging in the window with a rope. Although the atmosphere is beautiful, it's the snowflake on the TV, the wind whining, the power failure and ghost shadow, but the fake is fake, which can't scare the real brave hero.

Liu Wanlong saw the rope at a glance, and his courage suddenly strengthened. He picked up the folding stool and rushed to the window. He wanted to see who was pretending to be a ghost!

However, as soon as he reached the window, a big hand came down from the top and grabbed Liu Wanlong's collar. He pulled it out. Liu was caught off guard and the whole person was dragged out.

Even if two hands holding a folding stool, but also too late to seize something to stop, in the window out of that moment, he broke out a shrill scream.

The brilliant president Liu, like a sandbag, fell from the window on the fourteenth floor and fell on the hard concrete floor. All of a sudden, his blood filled the ground, his brain burst and his soul returned to the West.

Hearing the scream, the assistant police rushed to push the door, but the door was locked from the inside. He stepped back two steps and kicked the door hard. How strong the door of the ward was, he kicked it open with one foot. As a result, he saw that the room was empty, the windows were open, and the curtains were fluttering in the wind. It was very strange.

The assistant police rushed to the window, only to see a ghost in red floating far away in the air, which scared him to squat on the ground.

At the same time, many inpatients in the first people's Hospital also saw the ghost in red floating in the air, although it was only a minute.

On the 15th floor of the boiling water room, Chu Lingfeng jumps in from the open window, carefully cleans up the traces of climbing, turns out the white coat hidden behind the boiler, puts on the mask, goes to the door, opens a crack in the door, and immediately flashes out, and goes downstairs from the fire passage.

On the roof of the hospital administration building next to the complex building, Yuan Lang, wearing a black special police training suit, lies on the asphalt coating on the roof of the building, melting into the background.