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Chapter 1169 Angels and Demons (53)

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    "Da da da¡­¡­"

    There were slow footsteps coming from behind.

    Father Qi really wanted to turn around to see who it was, but after a short movement, he heard a "creak", and the shelf on which his buttocks were sitting on suddenly shook.

    In fact, this height seems to be okay, not to the point where people can be thrown to death.

    But it's not too low. At the height of a few meters, he is an old man whose bones are still very weak recently, and he may lose half his life if he falls.

    Papa Qi didn't dare to move immediately, and sat on it blankly, he didn't even dare to make such small movements as turning his head.

    who is it?

    Who is that person?

    Why did you bring him here?

    Isn't there someone guarding the hospital? How did that person bring him out alive?

    Now, did the police find out about his disappearance?

    A drop of sweat slowly flowed down old father Qi's forehead, and there was no trace of blood on his already weak face.

    But at this moment, the sound of footsteps that were gradually approaching from behind suddenly stopped.

    "??"

    Father Qi became more and more suspicious.

    He originally thought that even if he couldn't look back, he would always be able to see who that person was when he walked over.

    But they just don't leave!

    It's as if Papa Qi's seat is on fire now, and he's not stable at all.

    But no matter how anxious I was, my body could only stay in place motionless.

    "Bah"

    "Boom"

    After the footsteps disappeared, there were other sounds suddenly, as if something was being dragged and drawn on the floor.

    The things you can't see are the most frustrating.

    At this time, Father Qi really wished that a pair of eyes could grow on the back of his head, so that he could see clearly what happened.

    "Anyone? Do I know you? What the hell are you trying to do?"

    Father Qi tentatively said, screaming out at the top of his throat, but his neck was stiff and he didn't dare to move, for fear that any movement would cause the collapse of this "tofu dregs project".

    Even if he took the risk to ask a question, the other party obviously didn't mean to answer him.

    Still no voice was heard behind him.

    This feeling of knowing that the other party is there, but never responding, really makes people panic.

    Father Qi clenched his fists nervously.

    The needle holes left by the infusion on the back of the hand are still there.

    Seeing that the other party pulled out the needle professionally, it didn't cause any unnecessary wounds to him.

    "Let me go, you father-in-law?!"

    Just when Father Qi was nervous, he heard a woman's voice.

    The first few words sounded a little slow, like the sound of a person just waking up.

    But at the back, the volume suddenly increased a lot.

    And that address made Father Qi instantly recognize who this familiar voice belonged to.

    "Yang Cui?!" Father Qi was shocked, forgot his situation for a moment, turned around, and shouted at the same time, "Why are you here, where is Guolin? He is ahhh!"

    Only halfway through, the shelf he was sitting on shook violently a few times because of the movement.

    This time, no matter how hard Father Qi tried to stabilize him, it was useless.

    "Boom!"

    The entire shelf crashed to the ground, and the messy and randomly accumulated shelves were scattered around, falling everywhere, and some even rolled directly and hit the wall on one side, making the wall surface pitted.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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