The Inpatient Department of St. Pauli Hospital in the 18th District was divided into three areas, A, B, and B. Among them, Area C was the most upscale. Each room was a single ward, dedicated to the rich. The cost was more than ten times that of the first two areas. However, there was a price to pay. Whether it was the quality of service or the medical equipment, they used the best.
On the 6th floor of Area C of the Inpatient Department of St. Pauli Hospital, there was a faint smell of medicine floating in the corridor. The ceiling lamp above emitted a faint dim light, reflecting the outline of some chairs and bonsai in the corridor.
With a creaking sound, the door of a ward was pulled open, and a beautiful blonde nurse dressed in white walked out. She had a smile on her face, and in her hand was a stainless steel medical tray. There were many thermometers and various small bottles of medicine. She was the nurse on duty at night, and she was responsible for measuring the temperature of the patients in each ward and distributing medicine.
The beautiful nurse was dressed sexily. She had light makeup on her face and was wearing a tight-fitting white nurse uniform. The nurse uniform perfectly outlined her full figure. The skirt was a little short and could only cover a little below her thighs. A pair of round and slender legs were exposed. She wore a pair of white high heels, which made her look even taller.
The treatment in the VIP ward was really different. Even the nurses were more beautiful and dressed more flirtatiously than in other places. Jiang Cheng leaned against the door of a ward, hiding in a corner where the nurse could not see him. He curled his lips and thought in his heart.
The beautiful and sexy nurse gently closed the door of the ward and walked to another ward. She swayed her plump buttocks and walked forward in her high heels.
After watching the nurse enter the other ward, Jiang Cheng immediately flashed out and quickly came to the front of Ward 609 where Jabbarton was. He gently pushed the door open, revealing a narrow gap. There was a ray of bright light shining from inside. The person inside was still awake and talking to someone.
Jiang Cheng's heart moved. He did not silently break in. Instead, he leaned against the door and listened carefully. Anyway, the nurse had already checked this room and would not come back again.
"Boss, Martin Luther took over our territory and left the Lung Hing Society alone. What should we do now?" A man said with some annoyance.
"What's the rush? I've heard the news that Graham has blamed Rice's death on the Lung Hing Society. Martin Luther might be trying to kill the Lung Hing Society right now. Rice is Martin Luther's younger brother, so this won't end so easily. I've already heard some rumors," said a man with a slightly hoarse voice. It seemed to be Jabbarton.
"What rumors?" Another person asked curiously.
"Martin Luther is planting spies in the Lung Hing Society. He wants to kill the guy named Jiang Cheng by accident! I heard that although the Lung Hing Society is not famous in France, in China, it is a gang with tens of thousands of people. Martin Luther doesn't want to fight them head-on. If he goes too far, people from China might come for revenge, "Jabbarton replied.
One of the underlings seemed to understand and said with some excitement, "I know. It's the same method Martin Luther used to fight against Tagore, who competed with him for the position of gang leader. He used a car or some other accident to kill him. This way, they won't be able to get any concrete evidence, and their revenge will be less intense."
"Hehehe …" Jabbarton chuckled. "That's not all. Last time, Martin Luther and the Red Gloves worked together to kill Tagore. I'm guessing that they'll use the same method this time. They'll shift the blame for Jiang Cheng's murder onto the other gangs. This way, if the Rising Dragon Society of China comes to seek revenge, not only can Martin Luther seize the opportunity to snatch the other gangs' territory, but he can also wash his hands clean of this matter."
"This … this method is really wonderful. Is Martin Luther's brain really that good? How could he come up with such a method? "One of the underlings asked in disbelief.
"Humph, do you remember the last time we went to see Martin Luther, the Chinese standing next to him? I heard that this Chinese is now giving Martin Luther ideas …" Jabbarton said in a dignified tone.
Jiang Cheng frowned. His French was not very good. He didn't understand much of the conversation between Jabbarton and his men. He only heard a few names. Martin Luther, Jiang Cheng, Tagore, Red Gloves, car. What is the connection between these words? After thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't find a clue. Finally, he sighed helplessly and decided not to think about it anymore.
Jiang Cheng took a dagger from his waist, opened the door and walked in.
"Who? Didn't I say that you don't need to check at night? "Jabbarton said with some displeasure.
In the place where Jabbarton and his men stayed, because of the angle, they couldn't directly see that the person who appeared at the door was Jiang Cheng, not the beautiful and sexy nurse.
Jiang Cheng didn't speak and closed the door tightly. This was a high-class ward, so the soundproofing was good. After closing the door, he walked into the ward and appeared in front of Jabbarton and his three men.
"Jiang Cheng!" Jabbarton raised his hand and pointed at Jiang Cheng and couldn't help but shout.
There were a total of four people in this room. Jabbarton was lying on the hospital bed in the center of the room. Two of his men were sitting on the side of her bed and one was lying on the sofa next to her. The moment they saw Jiang Cheng, Jabbarton's three men stood up. Jabbarton also looked at Jiang Cheng with a horrified expression.
St. Poly Hospital's Area C Inpatient Department was heavily guarded outside. His other men were also watching everywhere. How did Jiang Cheng come in so quietly?
Jiang Cheng looked at the four people in the room with indifference and disdain. He raised the dagger in his right hand and crossed it in front of his chest. He smiled and hooked his finger at Jabbarton's three men.
Jabbarton's three men were stunned, but one of them quickly rushed toward Jiang Cheng and attacked Jiang Cheng with an electric baton in his hand. The other two men also took out their own weapons, a katana and a nunchaku. They followed closely behind the first man and rushed toward Jiang Cheng.
Without waiting for them to approach, Jiang Cheng took the initiative to greet them. His eyes were cold as he arrived in front of the first man.
This man waved the electric baton and attacked Jiang Cheng from above. Halfway through, he turned on the switch of the electric baton. A burst of electric current crisscrossed, white light flashed, and a burst of crackling sound was heard. The electric baton hit Jiang Cheng's head.
Jiang Cheng's speed was very fast. He didn't wait for the electric baton to fall. He was already close to this man. He raised his left hand and grabbed the man's wrist that was holding the electric baton. Jiang Cheng stabbed the man's stomach with the dagger in his right hand. He stabbed it in and pulled it out in less than a second! This man suddenly felt weak all over.
Jiang Cheng quickly pulled out the dagger. He didn't wait for the blood to flow out. He suddenly turned around and arrived in front of another man. He backhanded the dagger into this man's abdomen! The man, who was about to slash at Jiang Cheng with his katana, suddenly stopped. His body maintained the posture of charging forward with his katana raised high. He slowly looked down in disbelief at the dagger in his stomach and Jiang Cheng's hand that was grabbing the dagger.
He had killed two men!
Jiang Cheng's eyes swept over the others and finally fell on the unscathed Jabbarton's subordinate. His eyes were filled with killing intent.
This man was originally planning to rush forward to help, but he didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, the other two men would be killed. He was so scared that he stood still. When his eyes met Jiang Chen's eyes, he suddenly shivered. He no longer cared about Jabadon. He turned around and ran out of the ward!
Jiang Cheng couldn't catch up with him, but he didn't plan to chase after him. He pulled out the dagger from the other man's stomach and threw the dagger forward.
The dagger spun in the air and a few drops of blood dripped down. With a light sound, the dagger stabbed into the back of the escaping man. The 20 cm blade had penetrated about 2/3 of the body!
The man who was running forward instantly fell to the ground. He struggled to stand up, but he only let out two groans … and then he stopped moving.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! The bodies of Jabbarton's other two men fell to the ground, groaning in pain as their bodies curled up into a ball.
Jiang Cheng looked at these two men coldly. They were going to die! When he attacked them, he had already aimed at their vital points. Even if they were in the hospital, there was no way to save them.
"Oh my god! Help! " Jabadon saw that three of his men were killed in less than 10 seconds. He was stunned at first, but then he shouted loudly for help. While shouting, he fell from the bed in a panic, but he still kept crawling towards the outside of the ward. He seemed to have forgotten the pain of his broken leg.
His will to survive was really strong. Jiang Cheng sneered and walked towards Jabadon. At the same time, he took out a syringe from his pocket and put it on. The syringe was filled with some blue liquid.
In two or three steps, Jiang Cheng arrived behind Jabadon. Jabadon was struggling to crawl out of the ward with both hands. Jiang Cheng stepped on Jabadon's back. Jabadon could only howl on the ground, constantly shouting for help. Unfortunately, the soundproofing in the ward was good, so no one rushed over.
"Those who hurt my brother must die!" Jiang Cheng said coldly.
After that, Jiang Cheng leaned down and pressed Jabadon's head with one hand to prevent him from moving. His other hand inserted the syringe into Jabadon's neck and injected the blue liquid.
At first, Jabadon struggled, but after two or three seconds, his eyes became blurred. Saliva flowed from his mouth. His eyes were wide open and motionless. He was dead … the blue liquid seemed to be extremely toxic!
Jiang Cheng threw the syringe on the ground and kicked Jabadon's body. He glanced around the room. Seeing that everyone else was dead, he nodded with satisfaction and walked towards the door of the ward.
Jiang Cheng opened the door a crack and looked at both sides of the corridor. After confirming that there was no one, he opened the door and walked out. He closed the door again and quickly disappeared into the corridor of the inpatient department.
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