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Du Wei immediately realized that these medical staff were all disguised.

If a killer is exposed to the public eye.

So regardless of whether he completed the mission or not, his identity has been exposed.

This means that this killer must die.

But this also means that Du Wei still has a life left here!

Du Wei suddenly reached out and grabbed the arm of the person carrying the stretcher.

The man was startled and subconsciously reached for the knife hidden under his clothes.

But he soon realized that there were many people watching at the scene when someone next to him coughed slightly.

He suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart and asked:

"Is there a problem?"

Du Wei smiled:

"I have given him first aid and he should wake up in a while.

I think he should follow his own wishes whether to go to the hospital or not."

The pretenders glanced around unconsciously. They couldn't stay here for too long.

The real ambulance will be here soon.

Their disguised identities are about to be discovered.

But before that, this warm-hearted guy must be dismissed.

Thinking of this, he first glanced at his companion, then lifted up the stretcher and walked to the ambulance.

At the same time, he said quickly:

"It doesn't matter what you say, we have to take him to the hospital for a full body examination.

Such...serious injuries cannot be solved with a small needle.

If you are worried, you can come with me!"

Do you want to silence yourself as well?

Du Wei, who suddenly caught a glimpse of the rise and fall of the killer's chest, grinned slightly, released his grip on the pretender, and took several steps back.

Realizing that the resistance in his hands disappeared, the pretender was wondering why Du Wei didn't persist?

Suddenly, he felt a chill on the back of his neck, and gurgling hot blood flowed out of his neck. He subconsciously reached out to cover his neck, but he couldn't cover the blood.

The stretcher in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

With a look of panic in his eyes, he weakly stretched out his hand to Du Wei, trying to get Du Wei to save him.

They are fake doctors, not Du Wei!

But Du Wei just stood five steps away from them and watched quietly, with no intention of treating them.

This caused the sparkle in his eyes to quickly disappear, and eventually his pupils dilated and he fell into true death.

Another companion carrying a stretcher suffered the same fate as him.

Suddenly, the two stretcher bearers died.

This sudden murder instantly aroused panic in the crowd.

There were screams everywhere.

The crowd who had been watching just now ran wildly outside.

And the instigator of all this happening is the killer who woke up!

The killer's instinct allowed him to sense the murderous intention of the stretcher-carrying personnel, so as soon as he woke up, he grabbed the remaining glass fragments in his clothes and neatly slashed the throat of the person in front of him.

Then, while the man behind was surprised, someone stepped forward and cut his throat.

This set of movements is smooth and smooth, without any stagnation at all. In this moment, the situation is reversed. This is the difference between a real killer and an errand boy!

The killer's sinister eyes quickly glanced at Du Wei, who had not yet escaped. His hand, which was clutching the broken glass and dripping with blood, was about to make a move.

But before he took action, Du Wei took the lead in revealing his identity:

"Brother, you still owe me two gold coins."

After hearing this information, the killer's eyes became slightly less vigilant.

Although he was a little dizzy due to excessive blood loss, he still remembered that he called emergency medical treatment before he fell into coma.

Two gold coins are the cost of treatment.

Although the man in front of me is young, he still dares to stand here. His courage is quite commendable, and his identity is most likely true.

Because he didn't feel the murderous intention from Du Wei.

He said nothing, took out two gold coins from his arms and threw them into the pool of blood beside him, then stepped on the blood marks and walked towards the cab of the fake ambulance.

After a while, the two figures were dragged down by him like dogs to death.

Then, with a slightly pale complexion, he drove away in the fake ambulance.

It was only then that the siren of a real ambulance was heard in the distance.

Du Wei picked up the two gold coins on the ground, wiped them on the corpse's clothes, put them in his pocket, turned around and left.

As for inquiries afterwards?

Let's wait until the detectives come to your door.

There were so many people videotaping him around, all of whom could prove his innocence.

In addition, all the younger brothers sent by the Blood Hand faction to silence him were also dead.

This means that Du Wei has no trouble connecting.

Moreover, after delaying the Blood Hand Faction to take away the killer, Du Wei's life countdown was extended by one day, reaching 7 days and 17 hours.

This wave is not a loss.

At the same time, it also proves that if he prevents death from happening in advance, he can save someone's life.

In other words, if there is any nuclear peace crisis or the like in this world.

He only needs to stop it once to completely solve the consequences of the brain tumor.

But for now, the world is very peaceful.

Du Wei, who was thinking wildly, took a taxi to go back to the Continental Hotel.

As a result, I happened to meet the driver from yesterday.

When the driver saw Du Wei's face, he thought he was here specifically to discuss the detour yesterday.

When he saw the bloody scene nearby, a look of panic suddenly appeared on his face.

Is this a murder scene?

He didn't want to kill himself, right? Or did he want to put the blame on himself?

The driver who was playing a small theater in his mind just wanted to step on the accelerator and get away from here, but he didn't expect that as an experienced driver, he actually used the brake instead of the accelerator in a panic.

This kick not only did not eject and start, but stopped in place, allowing the 'god of death' in his eyes to get into the car smoothly.

The driver kept looking at the back seat and stammered:

"Go...where?"

Hearing this slightly familiar voice, Du Wei looked up, recognized the driver's appearance, and immediately smiled:

"It turns out it's you, what a fate.

It’s the Continental Hotel. I didn’t give you any money yesterday. I’ll give it to you later.”

Seeing that Du Wei recognized him, the driver almost burst into tears.

"No...it's not me. I don't know you and I have never been to the Continental Hotel."

Sensing something was wrong with the driver, Du Wei looked at the face reflected on the window glass with some suspicion. Did he look fierce?

"You don't have a twin brother, do you?"

When the driver heard this, he seemed to have grabbed a savior and immediately echoed:

"Yes, yes, I have a brother who also drives a taxi. His name is A Kun. You may know him."

Du Wei nodded and stopped talking.

It can be seen that the driver is very nervous now.

He was afraid that if he spoke again, the driver might not be able to distinguish between a green light and a traffic light.

Du Wei didn't want to die in a car accident in a daze.

Fortunately, after the atmosphere gradually became silent, the driver's condition improved.

Du Wei was quickly and steadily delivered to the door of the Continental Hotel.

This time Du Wei handed the money to the driver in the car, but the driver's hand shook and fell to the ground. Apparently he was extremely frightened.

Du Wei, who didn't know why, could only get out of the car first and let the driver do it himself.

After getting out of the car, Du Wei suddenly noticed that an ambulance had just passed by a nearby street intersection.

It seems that the killer just returned to the Continental Hotel.

That's right, when the Bloody Hands want to kill him, only the Continental Hotel can provide temporary shelter.

But this protection does not last long.

Just like John, as long as the High Table passes a resolution, the killer will soon lose the right to use the Continental Hotel.

But this has nothing to do with Du Wei.

Du Wei strode into the hotel lobby, came to Karen, knocked on the table to attract his attention and asked:

"Are there any tasks tonight?"

Karen looked at Du Wei in slight surprise. Doctors as active as Du Wei were really rare.

"There is a real shortage of people for a difficult surgical operation tonight, but this operation lasts at least three hours. Are you sure you can do it?"