"What are you still doing?"

Brother B shouted to the brothers——

"——Andro! Take a hostage! Let's leave quickly!"

After receiving the order, Andro immediately grabbed an old lady from the pharmacy. This big brother of the Tyrannosaurus Warriors was quite polite and whispered to the victim who turned pale with fear: "I'm sorry!"

The old lady's white hat was pulled off by the gangster and dragged to the front porch of the medical clinic. At this moment, the military, police and militiamen at the military station had not received the alarm call. Schopenhauer also followed the team to join the crime.

Escaped from the scene.

Director Maguire immediately shouted: "Let her go! She is ninety-two years old! She has a heart disease! No panacea can cure it! She has served Saladin Medical Clinic for thirty-six years, you guys

Do beasts have hearts?"

With that said, Maguire was about to chase after him, but Jiang Xueming stopped him——

——For a while, he couldn't figure out what the priest was doing, and he just felt like he had hit an iron plate.

Xueming came closer and took a deep breath, and then seemed to be knocked out by Maguire. She hunched over and rushed back into the group of robbers. She was almost backwards in embarrassment, stumbling and squeezing against Ander.

Luo stood beside him, blocking Andro's gun.

Andro's eyes were unfocused. Hesitation for a moment caused him to lose the ability to fire. The rhino's gun muzzle deflected to the other side inexplicably, and his wrist seemed to be unable to control. Seeing that the strange priest was back beside him.

The bloodthirsty Big B finally became impatient. The moment he crossed the porch, he ordered his little brother Ajie beside him: "Bring Andro's gun over and kill this blind bitch."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!" Xueming sat down on Andro's shoes and raised his hands high: "I have a car! I have a car, I have a car! I have a car!"

The hand holding the Bible also held a car key, which was stolen from Maguire. Based on the model and smell of the key, he pointed to a car outside the medical clinic.

The car is a Tank 300, which is Dr. Maguire's car.

"Let's go in my car! Heroes! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

"Hehehehe... hum... hahahahaha!" Brother B quickly stopped Ajie, and the white face with clown makeup showed a twisted smile. The timidity shown by the priest made him feel satisfied and felt

Inexplicable pleasure - after several years, I once again enjoyed the pleasure of bullying the weak, "This kid knows his stuff!"

Jiang Xueming quickly said: "Leave the old lady here..."

Andro was moved with compassion. When he first selected the hostages, he just thought that the elderly were weak and easy to control. However, after hearing Director Maguire's explanation - the old lady also had a heart disease, the brothers originally only wanted to

There is no intention to kill people when making money. If people are killed, if they are forced to the end of their rope, I am afraid it will not be easy to explain to the people in Guangling.

"Big B..."

Before Andro could speak, Big B shouted arrogantly and fiercely: "Are you the boss?!"

Andro immediately shut up, took the key from the priest's hand, handed the gun to Ajie and went to get the car.

In just ten seconds, Xueming began to shake his head and chant sutras nervously and eagerly.

“The prophet Joel said: Even old men have strange dreams—”

"——To make a difference, you must still bear fruit."

"If you want to offer this old lady's life as a burnt offering, you might as well take my heart and liver! The Lord will definitely laugh when he sees my piety."

"Leave a thin line in being a human being, leaving a thin line in being a human being, Big Brother B..."

Xueming begged bitterly. He frowned, the frames of his glasses were cracked, and his body was covered with mud. He clutched Big B's trousers, trying to rescue the old lady from the hands of the murderer.

At this moment, time seems to have slowed down.

Big B tasted the sweet taste. At this moment, he once again stood above the weak Homo sapiens and took control of the life and death of ordinary people.

The silence lasted for ten seconds.

In these ten seconds, Xueming thought a lot.

He must not suddenly burst into violence and kill people in full view of the public——

——If the identity is exposed, all the efforts made in the [Remix·Remix] intrusion will be in vain.

He's not a gunsmith, not anymore.

He is just an ordinary psychiatrist and a believer.

Brother B had enough of the fear emanating from the priest, and was finally satisfied.

"Okay! I promise you!"

The performance artist with clown paint on his face gave up and sent the old Chinese medicine doctor from the pharmacy back to the clinic. He grabbed the dark priest's robe, took the priest into the back seat of the car, and asked Ajie and his uncle to

Benhua is optimistic about this prisoner.

Ajie kicked Jiang Xueming on the lower back. Seeing the priest staggering into the car, he lowered his guard and became convinced that this was a weak scholar with no strength.

Maguire caught up and took the old Chinese medicine doctor back to the clinic. He walked a few steps further and saw the gangsters climbing into his car. He suddenly touched his trouser pockets and discovered that the keys in his pockets were missing.

He could have chased a few steps away when he heard a gunshot. His left leg was in pain and he knelt down on the ground. After a closer look, he saw that the hole in his calf was as big as a Coke bottle cap. It had been shot by a rhinoceros.

Ajie scolded with a playful smile: "You're still chasing me?! You stupid idiot! Are you still chasing me?! You don't want your life!?"

Maguire's face was livid, and for a moment he was overwhelmed by all kinds of resentment and anger——

——He gritted his teeth and his face was distorted. He was so stimulated by the pain that he lost his mind.

There was a voice in his brain that kept urging him, asking him to heal himself quickly, find something to eat, and then go find these ogres to settle accounts after he recovered.

He was just an ordinary person. Before obtaining Belloberg's elf, he had not received any systematic training, and he had only occasionally heard about knight combat skills.

The experience of these few months has made Maguire's combat skills improve by leaps and bounds. Facing the gunfire of the gangsters, he did not even have any fear. He concluded in his heart that as long as he has a gun, under equal combat conditions, these bastards will never be defeated.

Not his opponent.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He watched his car running further and further away, and his mind was already dominated by his inner demons. Pages of cooking recipes flashed through his mind, and he walked back to the surgical operating room from the front hall. Others came

I tried to help him, but he just waved his hand and pushed his colleague away.

"I'm fine...I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine..."

The strong smell of blood made him more and more hungry, even if what he smelled was his own blood.

"I'm fine, let me go back to the operating room, don't block me, please. Don't block me... I'm a professional, I want to operate on myself, I can cure myself... I'm fine.

..”

As he said this, what Maguire was thinking about was a table of delicacies, a feast of human flesh composed of the broken limbs and arms of these robbers.

He dragged his bleeding calf back to the operating room and was about to get the panacea to treat the injury.

The little nurse Dani came to the director to take credit: "It's cured! Director! It's cured! I cured Mr. Alphonse!"

"Cure?" Maguire stopped all movements. He felt that he was hallucinating: "You alone? Cured Alphonse?"

If the original plan is followed, Dani will use a bottle of poison reserved by Maguire to treat the unconscious Alphonse. These panaceas containing fluoride waste liquid will become highly toxic and make this head

The devil sleeps even more deeply and can never wake up.

Maguire's eyes changed with shock, and he looked at the medicine shelf next to the operating table. The bottle of panacea containing waste liquid had disappeared, and was replaced by another batch of medical reagents, and the batch numbers did not match.

"Danni..."

Maguire did not deliberately make any announcement, but asked cautiously.

"Have you ever used the drugs on the operating table?"

When Dani heard the director's question, she suddenly became aggrieved: "Um... Director, the medicine you left behind fell over for some reason. I don't dare to collect it and use it on the injured. If

Infection occurred, and there was a large area of ​​sarcoma. Allergic reactions and infections were difficult to deal with! I just changed to a new bottle..."

Maguire didn't say anything, but muttered in a daze: "It tipped over...didn't anyone touch it?"

He was worried that Alphonse was still awake, worried that the demon who killed his companions still had his mind. If Alphonse heard what he said beside the bed and knew that he had eaten human flesh - his life would be over.

"Where is the person? As soon as you left, I kept an eye on Mr. Alphonse! This hunter is a great hero in the hunting group!" Dany vowed: "I will never neglect him!"

"Oh..." Maguire nodded, "Then you go out."

Danni looked at the director's calf worriedly: "Don't you need my help?"

Maguire responded casually: "No, I can handle this kind of minor injury. It only takes a few minutes to recover as before."

He looked at Alphonse, who was still under anesthesia, and licked his lips involuntarily.

"Mr. Alphonse needs to rest. I have to observe for a while to see how your surgery went and what the results were. Let me check it out alone."

The little nurse Danni stuck out her tongue naughtily and made a face. When she walked out of the operating room, she asked the foreman at the nursing station to appease the patient's family members. After all, the robbery just now was too scary.

Maguire once again came to the edge of the cliff——

—— He held the blade of Beloberg, cut open his trouser legs, cut open the charred flesh, used the hot back of the knife to stop the bleeding, hugged his left leg and gritted his teeth. He had no idea of ​​wasting the anesthetic, and he must maintain it at all times.

A clear mind.

This was Belloberg's influence on him, and it was the gunsmith's habit of forcibly applying medicine when he was seriously injured in battle.

He took off the cap of the panacea, slowly poured it on both sides of the calf facing the injured area, and gently spread it evenly with his fingers. He didn't waste any of it. He only used about 14 ml of the liquid, and the injured area looked brand new.

The dead skin and bloody scabs fell off like fluff, and the new red granulations had not had time to grow thick skin, and the muscles and blood vessels could be seen.

The skin without body hair protection is particularly eye-catching, and the traces left by the gunshot wound can be seen. This external treatment method is not as effective as oral administration, but it can save a lot of life-saving elixir.
To be continued...