The old man murmured a few words into the walkie-talkie at his collar and then walked toward Number Three.
He immediately recognized that Number Three was a Martial Artist, someone ordinary bodyguards couldn't deal with at all.
Moreover, what was most important was that doctors from the First Hospital had actually started brawling with the bodyguards. Though they were no match for the bodyguards, four or five people ganging up on one security guard was manageable.
Fang Yingcai even had a table leg he got from who-knows-where, and he was hitting a bodyguard hard on the head with it.
In an instant, what was once an orderly hospital hall turned into a chaotic battlefield.
Sun Pinghui came to Qin Han's side and whispered, "Qin Han, are we just going to let this continue?"
