Chapter 1618: line with translation of chapter title

Zheng Ren held his phone in his hand, stunned for 0.23 seconds, then immediately stood up with a whoosh; the chair behind him was knocked over directly, making a loud clang.

"What's going on?" Su Yun had food in his mouth, asked indifferently.

"Yi Ren is shouting for help." Zheng Ren said in a low voice, the muscles on the back of his hand bulging, the phone creaking under the strain.

"Wang Zong, call Xiao Hua Nei Ke, find Miao Xiaohua's home address." Zheng Ren's hormone levels instantly surged, he quickly arranged: "Su Yun, call a car. All of you damn get up for me, quick!"

Wang Zong stared for a moment, then immediately ran out to make a phone call, as if being desperately chased by several wild dogs.

Su Yun's expression turned grave; this was the first time Zheng Ren had said those two words "laozi", and moreover Yi Ren was shouting for help, surely something big had happened.

He hailed a car while starting to search the room for things.

Zheng Ren strode out of the Jizhenbingfang Zhibanshi door, without his access card, he didn't call a nurse to open it, he kicked open the dressing room door.

Boom—, Zheng Ren stepped on the door that had fallen directly, entering the dressing room.

The dressing cabinet door was ajar; Zheng Ren took two opened packs from inside, directly opened them, took out the handles, and the gauze with suturing needles was also smoothly held in his hand.

He grabbed a sterile blade, then Zheng Ren turned and left the room.

"What happened?" Su Yun ran out.

A handle traced a perfect arc, landing in Su Yun's hand, and the sterile-packaged blade also flew over afterward.

"Damn, is this a fight to the death?" Su Yun was stunned, then he shoved the blade and handle into his pocket.

"The car's been called, it'll be here soon, go straight downstairs." Su Yun said in a low voice.

Zheng Ren said nothing, his face turned ashen, he strode out of the Jizhenbingfang.

Chang Yue wanted to follow, but Su Yun shoved him against the wall.

Too bad, there was no subsequent thud.

"Don't follow and cause trouble." Su Yun said sternly.

Chang Yue adjusted his glasses, nodding slightly.

"Got the address, I'll WeChat you right away." Su Yun saw Wang Zong on the phone, then said immediately.

"Okay, you guys……"

"Ask quickly, don't damn dilly-dally." Su Yun said that, then followed behind Zheng Ren and walked out.

Heavy footsteps echoed in the empty Jizhenbingfang corridor, then vanished quickly.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun went downstairs; a car was parked at the entrance, its hazard lights flashing.

"Are you guys?" the driver poked his head out and asked.

Zheng Ren didn't care what he was saying, he opened the car door and got in.

"Don't start yet, the address just now was written wrong." After getting in the car, Su Yun said.

"You……" the driver was about to lose his temper, seeing Zheng Ren take out a handle, his right hand holding a sterile guide, fingers exerting slight force, the tip of the blade pierced the sterile packaging and popped out.

Under the light, the blade's cold light was icy; he immediately swallowed the rest of his words.

Hasn't the crackdown on black evil already entered its second stage? How could I still encounter a desperado? The driver felt bitter.

In such a situation, first temporize, then settle it later. As the old saying goes, a wise man doesn't suffer present loss.

If I manage to survive, I'll let you taste the iron fist of the people's democratic dictatorship.

After 13.23 seconds, Su Yun said an address.

"Master, we're going to save someone, please hurry." Su Yun said calmly.

The driver, looking in the rearview mirror, saw he also held a Shou Bing in his hand; his delicate fingers and the sharpness of the Shou Bing formed a stark contrast.

"Go," the driver shifted gears rapidly, floored the accelerator, and didn't care about anything else.

He had a feeling that if he drove even slightly slower, the sharp blade would fall on his own body.

Whether it was an illusion or not, his survival instinct unleashed his driving skills to the fullest.

This was also in Hai Cheng, near midnight, with no one or cars on the road.

All the way speeding, they reached the destination within five Minutes.

"Thanks, don't call the police, this is advice for you." In the instant Su Yun closed the car door, he hadn't forgotten to say that.

The order completed, he was still alive; the driver felt his heart about to jump out of his chest.

MD, where did these two killing stars come from?

Call the police? Or just honestly wait for tomorrow's Ming news.

If someone had died, we'd talk about it later. By now, he had completely forgotten about the iron fist and such.

If there was nothing wrong, he shouldn't meddle further, he thought darkly. Just as he was about to leave, he glanced at the two backs.

Zheng Ren strode to the doorway, glanced at the door, then lifted his leg and struck it with a knee strike.

The thick glass shattered; Zheng Ren reached inside and opened the unit door from within.

The driver was blinded, his eyes stared straight ahead.

He smashed through that thick reinforced glass in an instant—is he a human-shaped tank?

Forget it, don't meddle further.

He drove off, disappearing in a puff of smoke, as fast as possible.

"I'll take the Fire Escape, you take the Elevator." Zheng Ren glanced, seeing only one Elevator, then said in a low voice.

Su Yun wanted to speak, but before he could open his mouth, Zheng Ren had already disappeared into the Fire Escape.

"25th floor!" Su Yun shouted, not knowing whether Zheng Ren heard him.

Unlike learning that Director Pan was ill, how did this guy's violent factors all burst out of his body? Did he go dark directly?

Su Yun was somewhat puzzled, but saving lives was urgent; he kept pressing the elevator buttons, as if that would make the elevator arrive a few seconds sooner.

Zheng Ren ran all the way along the fire passage; he had his own judgment, his speed should be a few seconds faster than taking the Elevator. Adding the waiting time for the Elevator, running himself was still faster.

"25th floor? It's not that high."

He was worried inside, worried that Xie Yiren hadn't arrived at Miao Xiaohua's home.

If that were the case, it would be like looking for a needle in the sea, and we would have to call the police immediately.

Hope... hope... no problems, no accidents, don't cause any trouble!

Zheng Ren kept praying in his heart, hoping that his protagonist halo + Luck Value would take effect.

Four steps at a time, Zheng Ren steadily and quickly climbed up the fire escape.

There was no light here, but Zheng Ren discerned the path in the faint glow from the ventilation shaft, running all the way.

Arriving at the 25th floor, Zheng Ren opened the iron door of the fire escape and saw the sign for 2502.

Inside it was quiet and silent, with no sound.

He didn't knock on the door; knocking now wouldn't help either.

He straightened the suturing needle, inserted it into the keyhole, jiggled it twice, and the anti-theft door was opened by Zheng Ren.

His level seemed to have improved compared to when he was a child, probably because his fingers were more nimble; such a thought arose in Zheng Ren's mind.

The door of 2502 and the elevator door opened at the same time; Su Yun stared in shock as Zheng Ren poked open the anti-theft door with a suturing needle.

No time to complain about the boss's skill— you're a surgeon, shouldn't you be doing surgery properly? Why learn lock-picking?

Several screams came from inside the house.

Su Yun lightly held the scalpel in her palm, yet she saw Zheng Ren stride in.