I Received Messages From Future Self!
Chapter 631 - 627: Number 2 and Number 4

Chapter 631: Chapter 627: Number 2 and Number 4

Crack—

The shield smashed Number Three’s head into a bloody pulp.

But Hei Ta, using too much force, caused the wound on his lower back to gush blood uncontrollably.

The speed of blood loss became even faster.

Hei Ta clutched his lower back in pain, struggling to stand up.

But the more he struggled, the faster the blood flowed from his wound.

After just a few attempts, Hei Ta let out a painful wail.

His massive body collapsed to the ground like a toppled great pillar.

"Ugh—"

"It hurts—"

Hei Ta groaned once, then fell unconscious.

After a long while, at the hospital entrance, the medical staff and patients, who had witnessed the end of the battle, cautiously walked into the hospital lobby.

"Quick, help move the injured!"

A few medical staff members attempted to provide aid to Hei Ta.

But alas, Hei Ta’s body was simply too heavy.

Despite their best efforts, they couldn’t budge Hei Ta an inch.

Instead, they ended up panting from exertion.

Left with no other choice, the medical staff called out to the patients and families standing around to help.

At the sound of their plea, the patients and families snapped out of their daze.

They swarmed forward, fumbling to lift Hei Ta together onto an emergency stretcher.

Once Hei Ta was successfully placed on the stretcher, everyone—whether medical staff or the crowd—breathed a sigh of relief.

Hei Ta was incredibly heavy, like a dead weight.

The medical staff immediately pushed Hei Ta into the emergency room.

And began emergency treatment.

——

The eighth floor of the hospital!

Outside the VIP ward.

A few security guards dispatched to assist Mantis in protecting the girl had already received news of an intruder.

At the same time, they were notified that the intruder’s target was most likely the girl.

As a result, all the security guards were on high alert.

Their eyes widened as they vigilantly scanned their surroundings.

They even seemed ready to interrogate a passing mosquito.

Tap-tap-tap—

Footsteps echoed down the hospital hallway.

Swipe—

All the security guards’ gazes instantly locked onto the source of the sound.

At the end of the hallway, two figures appeared.

A man and a woman, one tall, one short, one fat, one thin.

At the sudden sight of the duo, the security guards immediately became even more alert.

They were all former members of Phoenix Nest and Swan Goose, equipped with Kung Fu skills.

In their time in the Jianghu, they had lived through countless bloody and perilous moments.

Their perception and vigilance were naturally far beyond typical security guards.

It took just one glance to understand the new arrivals brought trouble.

"Who goes there?"

"That’s the VIP ward ahead, restricted access."

"Please turn around and leave."

When they were assigned to the hospital as security, they had undergone basic training.

The first rule of engagement: use words before fists—they were well aware of it.

The man and woman ignored the security guards’ warnings.

They stubbornly continued their steady approach toward the VIP ward section.

At this, the security guards understood instantly.

The two individuals before them were undoubtedly hostile.

They immediately prepared to strike.

"This is your final warning. If you don’t retreat, we won’t hold back."

The security captain barked in a deep voice.

Seeing the duo still ignoring his warning, a hint of cruelty flashed in the captain’s eyes.

"Attack! Take them down!"

Without hesitation, the security captain issued the order for an offensive.

At the same time, he dashed toward the duo himself in a single bound.

These security guards were some of the rare elite in the Jianghu.

The security captain possessed top-tier skills, while the rest of the team had first-class capabilities.

Working as hospital security was a complete waste of their talent.

But today, they met their match.

Faced with the aggressive expressions of the guards, the duo remained unfazed.

Maintaining the same unhurried pace, they continued stepping toward the VIP ward section.

The security captain unleashed a high whip kick aimed at the man’s head.

As someone forged in the Jianghu, the security captain’s first move was a killing strike.

He held back nothing whatsoever.

Because he knew that being merciful to the enemy was being cruel to oneself.

To his surprise, the man made no effort to dodge his attack, not even the most basic evasion.

A smug smile crept onto the captain’s face.

Really?

Trying to play the assassin?

Did he think being an assassin was a job anyone could simply pick up?

But in the next second—

The smile solidified on the captain’s face.

Soon replaced by three parts shock, three parts terror, and four parts absolute disbelief.

"How... how is this possible?"

The security captain screamed internally.

At the same time, he attempted to pull back his leg.

But to his horror, the man had seized his leg in an iron grip, and no amount of effort could free it.

Crack—

Aaaargh—

Before the captain could struggle further, the man exerted a terrifying force.

The horrifying strength of his grip crushed the captain’s calf, exposing blood-streaked white bone.

The captain’s agonizing screams reverberated across the eighth floor.

"Annoying."

The man snorted coldly, drawing an alloy short sword from his thigh.

Under the captain’s horrified gaze, he plunged it into his heart.

Pulling the sword from the corpse, the man tossed the lifeless body aside.

Crash—

The captain’s body crashed into and shattered a ward door.

"Worthless,"

the man sneered coldly.

He was Number Two, a half-step super bionic robot sent by Qi Yu!

The woman beside him was Number Four, a half-step super bionic robot as well!

Seeing Number Two deal with the captain, Number Four was unwilling to lag behind.

Clang—

Number Four withdrew two short swords from her thighs.

In a single leap, she charged into the group of guards.

The dual blades in her hands whirled with chilling precision.

Each swing sent sprays of blood splattering onto the hospital’s pristine white walls.

In the span of a few breaths, the seven guards had all perished under Number Four’s short swords.

Clang—

Crash—

At that moment, two loud noises echoed from a nearby ward.

Number Two and Number Four exchanged glances and rushed toward the room simultaneously.

This was the girl’s room.

Bam—

Number Two kicked the ward door into splinters.

He darted inside.

The room was empty.

The bed’s blanket lay messily on the mattress.

A nearby IV drip still dripped methodically.

But the window was shattered.

"Escaped through the window?"

Number Four questioned aloud.

Number Two shook his head. "Doubtful."

"This is the eighth floor. Even for a super master, jumping down without a proper point to absorb the impact would result in injuries."

"Not to mention they have an injured individual with them, adding to the burden."

Number Two analyzed methodically, his sharp gaze locking onto the storage cabinet within the room.

Number Four followed his line of sight.

"In the storage cabinet?"

Number Four asked, uncertain.

"Let’s find out,"

Number Two sneered.

Number Four nodded and approached the cabinet.

With a sudden thrust of her alloy short sword,

she effortlessly pierced through the metal cabinet door—