Qiu Wuming did not take the elevator but ran down the emergency staircase instead.
"Brothers, hold your ground, the fish has taken the bait." Lin Chuan ran shouting into his walkie-talkie.
Lu Dapao and others had already surrounded the entrance of the hospital. Upon hearing Lin Chuan's shout, Lu Dapao immediately yelled, "Brothers, raise the knives in your hands."
"Roar!" The crowd let out an enraged roar.
At that moment, a series of hurried footsteps were heard. Shortly after, Qiu Wuming, with panic written all over his face, ran out from the emergency exit. However, he quickly realized there was no way out. Over twenty people at the hospital entrance had already blocked his path and what was more terrifying was that these twenty or so people simultaneously raised their machetes as if ready to chop him into pieces at any moment.
"Gulp..."
Qiu Wuming swallowed hard, staring in bewilderment at the scene before him.
