Many things that seem magical are actually very simple to put it bluntly.

There is a string hanging on the back of the door. As long as someone opens the door, it will trigger the mechanism and shoot out several poisonous darts and crossbows powered by compressed air. This is very simple, as long as you have a sense of prevention.

The top former agent, even after retirement, still has strong self-confidence and good skills. He is always ready to fight with others, so Yuri may be discovered no matter when he comes.

Some people never get a good night's sleep until they die, and they have to know that they are dreaming even when they dream.

Yuri was able to open the door with a password because he was too familiar with the old man. As we all know, people like to have fixed passwords to avoid forgetting them.

It was a bit much for an agent, but for an old man suffering from Parkinson's disease, it was normal.

This old man has Parkinson's disease. In the early stages, his hands started to shake a little, but it wasn't to the point where he couldn't live, but it also affected him when he could hold a gun.

If it weren't for his shaking hands, Yuri's left arm would have been shot through, instead of just opening a blood groove on the side like it is now.

Yuri was imprisoned for twenty years, but he was not locked up for twenty years.

Yuri cut a piece of cloth and wrapped it tightly around his left arm. It was okay to bleed, but it would be fine if it didn't drip everywhere.

It was inevitable that there was still blood on his body.

Yuri wanted to change into some clothes, but he was a bit too thin and it was difficult to find clothes that fit him well when wearing other people's clothes. However, a baggy coat was better than a dress covered in blood.

Yuri opened the closet. He saw a few very ordinary coats inside. There was nothing to choose from. He casually took a black jacket and put it on himself. Yuri gently closed the door of the outer room.

Let's leave before anyone finds out.

The operation went smoothly, but the injury made Yuri very dissatisfied with his performance. However, he is not the kind of person who specializes in operations.

There are no shortcomings. Even if he needs to take action himself, Yuri does not have to rely on others.

When he went downstairs, the fainted guard had not yet woken up. Yuri was very satisfied, which saved him a lot of things.

Going out, he didn't encounter any obstacles along the way. It was a bit too relaxed, which made Yuri have to start to wonder if someone was conniving at his revenge.

If you think about it carefully, it is unlikely that someone is helping secretly, but it is possible that someone is deliberately concealing the information.

But how far does this indulgence go?

If more manpower is sent for protection, it is because Yuri does not want to continue to take revenge, but before that, Yuri can go on a killing spree.

What happened back then must be settled, otherwise it will not be conducive to future work. Yuri has a clear understanding of this, so he feels that tonight is the last chance and the best opportunity.

Give him one night to take revenge, but he has to stop at dawn, that's how it should be.

There is still a tacit understanding between Yuri and the president.

So, you have to hurry up.

Finish everything tonight.

I originally planned to stop and take a rest, but thinking that there might be no chance after dawn, and that there would never be a chance, Yuri thought it would be better to work hard and kill everything that should be killed without leaving any regrets.

Yuri walked out of the compound smoothly without encountering any obstacles. He returned to his car and began to think about his next goal.

Some people can be forgiven and they just need to settle it themselves, but some people cannot be forgiven.

Yuri is a very principled person.

If it is purely business, then let it be business and do not involve family members.

But when someone broke through this bottom line, Yuri had to send his family on the road. The main thing was fairness.

Driving on the road, there were not many targets for Moscow to take revenge on. Every one of them counted as one. Since he liked to enjoy the convenience of big cities, it also provided convenience for Yuri's revenge without leaving the city.

Yuri had no psychological fluctuations and was very calm. The stinging pain on his arm did not have much impact on him. Although he had not been injured much, he had a strong tolerance for pain, and some minor injuries were nothing.

But the arm was bleeding and needed to be dealt with. While driving, Yuri was also paying attention to any hospitals or pharmacies that were open 24 hours a day on the roadside.

I can't go to the hospital, it's too troublesome.

Just go to a pharmacy, as long as it has medicines and supplies for treating wounds.

Seeing a pharmacy open 24 hours a day, Yuri pulled over again, got out of the car and walked into the pharmacy.

Moscow is a big city, but there are not many pharmacies open 24 hours a day. Yuri is quite happy to find one.

"What do you want?"

There were two people working the night shift in the pharmacy, a woman in her fifties and a young man who looked to be in his twenties.

Yuri took a look and found that the pharmacy was quite complete, so he said calmly: "I need iodine, anti-inflammatory drugs, alcohol cotton, gauze, medical tape..."

The woman didn't say anything, but the younger guy said impatiently: "Just ask for a trauma medical kit."

Yuri frowned and said: "Do you have it? Okay, medical bag, surgical instruments, scalpel, 4X16 curved needle suture."

The young man looked at Yuri, and then started to get the goods according to Yuri's needs.

Yuri took out the money, silently counted the amount that should be paid and settled the bill. However, when he saw that the pharmacy also had a small clinic attached to it, he changed his mind and said, "Isn't the doctor here?"

"Doctors only work during the day."

"Can I borrow your treatment room? I'll pay."

Yuri was very polite, but just as the young man nodded, the woman suddenly said: "No! Sorry, we don't have the key. If you need treatment, please come back tomorrow, or you can go to the hospital."

Yuri didn't say a word. He pulled out a pistol from his waist and put it on the counter. Then he took out his ID, shook it, and said calmly: "KGB, I want to use the treatment room here. Open the door."

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The woman looked confused, but the young man swallowed hard and said: "The door is unlocked, but... the doctor is really not here."

"Did I say I needed a doctor?"

Yuri asked angrily, then he shook his head and said: "Take my things and send them in."

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Yuri just took his gun and walked to the small medical room. The things inside were very simple, just a small treatment bed, but there was a table and two chairs.

"Do me a favor. Take things apart and put them in order. You don't have to worry about the rest. What are you afraid of?"

Yuri took off his coat, and then another layer of coat. The sleeves of his own coat were soaked with blood. There was a lot of blood, and it was really impossible not to deal with it.

Yuri curled up his arm and found that although the injury was on the side of the arm, the wound was quite deep and wide. There was no need to think about suturing the skin, but the bleeding blood vessels had to be sutured with a small needle and thread.

First, he cleaned the wound. There was a faucet and a sink in the treatment room. He went to wash his hands, but he wasn't particularly particular and didn't do any other disinfection.

Sit on a chair and debridement first. However, this is a wound caused by a bullet and has not been contaminated too much. This step of debridement is not very strenuous.

Just watching Yuri curl up his arms, press his chin on his left hand, and use tweezers in his right hand to wipe the bloody wound with alcohol cotton, the young man suddenly tilted his head and almost vomited out with a sound.

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Yuri didn't look up, just rolled his eyes and said: "Go out and let your mother in."

I had already noticed that this was a family pharmacy, and it was open at night just to increase its income.

The young man didn't go out. He just didn't dare to watch Yuri treat the wound. It would be fine if he didn't watch.

"Why don't you use anesthetic?"

Yuri was stunned for a moment, and then he said in astonishment: "Yeah...forget it, I'm too lazy to use it."

The young man once again opened his eyes in shock.

Yuri completed the debridement. His expression remained unchanged, his breath was not short, and his hands were not shaking. He picked up the dry cotton wool placed in the disposable tray to wipe the blood.

The next step is to suture the blood vessels. Yuri cannot do the more delicate surgery with one hand and is too lazy to do it. He will do it slowly when he has time.

Just find the bleeding blood vessel, clamp it with surgical forceps, and then sew it up with the smallest needle and thread.

For ten minutes at most, a thin layer of sweat formed on Yuri's painful head, but his hands definitely didn't shake, and he didn't even frown.

After the stitches were finished, Yuri put down his arm, put cotton wool on the wound and several layers of gauze. He bit one end of the gauze in his mouth, wrapped the gauze around his arm a few times with his right hand, and then slapped it deeply with one hand.

A sturdy and beautiful bow.

It was just a small operation on myself, not a major operation, not worth mentioning, but I don't know why the young man looked pale.

"Don't call the police. The police will come after dawn and ask you what happened. Just answer truthfully."

Yuri moved his wrist, moved his elbow joint, shook his left arm, and then said casually: "Goodbye."

Of course I had to leave when it was all right. I wasted nearly twenty minutes, but these twenty minutes couldn't be considered a waste. It would still be troublesome to let the blood flow continuously.

Yuri was about to leave, but when he was about to leave the pharmacy, he suddenly said: "Bring me two bags of glucose solution for injection and two bags of physiological saline."

The woman quickly brought what Yuri wanted, and Yuri took out the money in his pocket again.

"Give it to you..."

Putting the money on the counter and picking up the salt water in the plastic bag, Yuri curled his lips and said, "I'm not robbing."

After returning to the car, Yuri started the car and started driving. He grabbed a bag of glucose and put it into his mouth. After a lot of effort, he didn't bite the package. So he could only put down the glucose water, took out the folding knife, and opened the bag first.

I rubbed the blade on my trouser leg, and then pierced the glucose solution with the knife.

When you are thirsty, drink water to replenish your energy. Glucose water is a good choice. There is nothing wrong with it except that it tastes bad.
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