v2 Chapter 207： Killing God (1/2)

Zhang Heng shook his fist, without hesitation pinching the black heart, and blood rain splashed.

Ma Mingsheng stopped abruptly at this moment!

The dimly lit room returned to light, and Han Lu finally felt the connection between herself and the world again.

The sense of desolation and solitude disappeared.

But the shock in her heart will never disappear.

Even if she remembered it many years later, she still couldn't forget the scene in front of her!

The body of ”Director Kuang” seemed to be standing there, motionless, and his face still remained full of rage, with his mouth wide open, like a roaring lion.

Behind him stands a bloodless man.

It's like David against giant Goliath!

Every inch of his body was bathed in black blood.

Han Lu's heartstrings moved again.

In the end, ”King Kuang” lost all his gaze, and his body fell to the ground, which also meant that this short but dangerous battle was finally won.

”Zhang Heng?” Until then, Han Lu did not recognize the one who had rescued him at the critical moment, and it was difficult to make a point.

Zhang Heng stood still with his eyes closed, without any movement, as if he didn't hear his name at all.

Just when Han Lu was worried about him, Zhang Heng suddenly said, ”Can you help me find a dress?”

”Oh oh ...” Han Lu heard this, and she suddenly woke up. She reluctantly turned her eyes away. She is not the youngest person who has never seen small meat, including the young master of the club, the youngest brother in the gym, and the popular idol drama male star Han Lu I have been dating, most people are very good, and there is no lack of exaggerated muscle lines.

However, for some reason, compared with Zhang Heng, their muscles seem to lack a sense of beauty, like expensive and fragile glass toys in the window.

Han Lu opened the cabinet on the side and found one of the sportswears with the sick number inside. She took it out and handed it to Zhang Heng, ”How do you ...?”

”I climbed up through the window in the rescue room, and the clothes were still there.” Zhang Heng said as he tore off the infusion sticker on his hand, opened the faucet in the bathroom of the ward, and washed the blood on his body.

”Are you ... okay, I heard the doctor said that you were not in a good condition.” Han Lu worried.

Zhang Heng hadn't spoken yet, Han Lu's cell phone rang again, and the latter connected, and an anxious voice came from Fan Meinan, ”Where are you? I didn't see you in the hallway, what happened?” ?”

”Uh, I'm in Ward 207. The situation is a little ... alas, it's hard to say a word.” Han Lu said.

As soon as she finished speaking, the door of the ward was pushed open from the outside.