Chapter 24 Making Good Use of People

"Get out of the way. Don't move aside my master."

The tall and strong men seemed to be bodyguards and shouted at the crowd as soon as he came out.

The people in the courtyard seemed to be afraid of them. They all gave way to them.

James frowned, but there was no tramping accident, so he didn't care about it.

When they were about to reach the gate of the hospital, the bodyguards cleared up the whole gate in unison, and some people who had not yet left were kicked to the ground.

"What's going on? Who are they?" James thought to himself.

Seeing this, James warned in a loud voice:

"I'll say it again. Don't push. Walk-in through the left door and walk out through the right door, whoever ignores the life of others and tramples on them at will, the next bullet will belong to him."

Obviously, the words were aimed at these bodyguards.

A security guard tugged at James's clothes and said gently, "Bro, mind your own business. This is the famous gangster in Riverside City."

"Really? I'll let them go to hell today." James didn't take them seriously at all.

The security guard stuck out his tongue and went back to the security room immediately. He chose to stay out of it.

"Who are you? My master has the final say in Riverside City. Get out of here."

A bodyguard with a tattoo on his face shouted at James fiercely. He didn't change the route.

James didn't want to waste his time. He raised his gun and shot the bodyguard who fell to the ground without a snort.

Now, he didn't want to waste one more second, because there were more than 10,000 people in Municipal People's hospital, including patients and their families. If he didn't control the flow of people, there would be trampling accidents.

Seeing this, the other bodyguards were first stunned and then took out their guns in unison.

No wonder it was the famous gangster in Riverside City. They were well-equipped and well-trained. Unfortunately, they took the wrong path.

"Kill him! Who is this idiot? Go to hell!"

A middle-aged man had given the order. It seemed that he was the son of the master.

Bang...

As soon as he finished his words, James gave him a head-on blow. He probably didn't know how he died.

The other four bodyguards didn't seem to care about this at all. They loaded their guns and pretended to shoot James.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Before they could raise their guns, James gave four shots in a row. Each hit one target.

The four stretcher-bearers obediently approached the right door and walked out.

This scene attracted a lot of praise in the courtyard. The chaotic scene was suddenly in order.

At the same time, James understood Harry's plan. If it were Lea who's there, she wouldn't know how to deal with it. But Harry knew that James used to be the boss of a small town and a soldier. It was easy for him to handle this type of situation.

One should make good use of people!

It took the security guard a long time to calm himself. Seeing that everything went back to normal, he came over and said:

"Bro, you are amazing. Are you from the rescue team?"

"No, I just killing zombies and saving lives," James said casually.

"Can you take me with you? I want to join your team. The zombie virus is so annoying." The security guard gave James a standard military salute.

"Are you also a soldier?"

"No, No. I just stayed at the security training base for two years, but I graduated according to the formal requirements. So, you can see I'm a half-armed man." The security guard seemed to be confident of his ability.

"OK, you help me first. Let's talk about it later when my boss comes."

James didn't dare to decide without authorization, but he could use some help.

Harry had just killed a zombie on the second floor, and he continued to move forward along the dripping blood.

Suddenly, a howl informed him of the position of a zombie, which should be in the meeting room on the second floor.

Harry came to the meeting room quickly and saw a huge, mutated zombie, who was exactly like the one he killed before, was approaching a middle-aged nurse.

The table and chairs in the meeting room were in a mess, and four male medical staff in white coats were lying in a pool of blood.

It seemed a fierce battle had just ended here. The four male medical staff should have risked their lives to protect the nurses.

Many nurses hid under a small table, trembling. Their eyes were full of fear. They hugged each other tightly.

One middle-aged nurse was holding a chair with a broken leg to fight the zombie by herself.

It could be seen from her movement and sweating that she was already exhausted, and only her instinctive desire to survive was supporting her.

Harry dashed forward and stood in front of her.

"Madam, come down to the table. I'll take care of this."

After saying that, Harry picked up a bonsai on the windowsill and threw it at the zombie quickly.

Bang...

The bonsai broke into pieces. The giant mutated zombie was beaten back outside. It shook but did not fall to the ground.

At this time, Harry gave his mini dagger to the nurse.

"Madam, I'll lead the zombie to the front of the meeting room. You take these nurses out from the back door. If you can't open the door, just use the dagger to pry the lock. Remember, go downstairs to the back door of the hospital. The front yard is very crowded now."

"Alright, you must be careful. This monster seems to be invincible."

The nurse reminded Harry.

The zombie seemed to have known that Harry was attacking it. It howled and rushed to him. Harry deliberately threw the broken chair and led it to the front of the room while retreating.

"Girls, come with me. Get out from the back door." The nurse reminded the frightened nurses loudly.

The nurses heard her and got out of the table. Seeing that Harry had already led the zombie away, they rushed out and followed the middle-aged nurse close to the back door.

Ah! The back door was locked. Fortunately, the lock was inside.

The middle-aged nurse took out the mini dagger and cut it hard. With a clang, the lock fell to the ground.

The dagger cut through iron as though it were mud!

Opening the back door, the nurses rushed out quickly.

"Be careful. Go downstairs and go out through the back door of the hospital. The front yard is very crowded now."

"Got it, Madam. Run, too."