looking for hell

Chapter 230 We Are Sacrifice!
The two staff members rummaged for a long time, but they turned out the medical box. One of them smiled awkwardly and said:

"The doctor always misplaces things, next time he must be scolded to death."

While talking, the two opened the medical box and found painkillers and anesthetics.

There are also scalpels ready for simple surgical procedures.

"John, you have to hold her hands and feet, and don't let her move around."

These two people are also very courageous, such as cutting ears, they can take it as soon as they say it, and they don't want to find a cleaner room, so they are going to do it on the table.

The blonde with the scalpel and the watch on his right hand looked at Yun Qianfeng and said:
"Hey, friend, can you hold your partner's head down for me? I'm afraid our anesthetics won't be that effective, and we must ensure that she won't writhe due to pain and fear."

Yun Qianfeng nodded, smiled and said:
"Ready to serve."

Saying that, she came to the side of He Xixu's head with a smile on her face, and pressed her hands to the top of He Xixu's head and chin.

However, just when his hands were about to touch He Xixu's head, those two hands turned into fists, turned upwards, and went straight to the throat of the blond with the watch on his right hand.

Every move is a deadly move, leaving no room for it.

Yun Qianfeng's sudden move surprised everyone.

What puzzled them even more was that the man with the watch on his right hand shot almost at the same time, stabbing Yun Qianfeng in the eye with a scalpel.

There is no first and last move.

He didn't show mercy, and went straight to death.

Yun Qianfeng tilted his head, and scratched his cheekbone with the scalpel, without leaving the slightest scar under Yuan's protection.

The guy with the watch on his right hand also turned sideways, avoiding Yun Qianfeng's upward-slanting drill punch.

Both missed, neither of them retreated, but approached each other almost at the same time, frequently using vicious moves in their hands.

A move that couldn't be separated from Yun Qianfeng's eyes and thigh arteries.

Yun Qianfeng couldn't leave his opponent's throat and back of his head with every move.

It's like two insidious apprentices taught by a master to feed each other.

The man named John, whose dial was on the pulse of his left hand, pulled out a pistol from nowhere, pointed it at the head of He Xixu who was lying on the table, and said loudly:
"Stop it, or I'll kill her!"

Hearing this, Yun Qianfeng's fists became more powerful, and the attack frequency became faster, as if he was afraid that the opponent would not shoot.

He Xixu called for help loudly:
"No, don't kill me, Yun Qianfeng, stop!"

Seeing that Yun Qianfeng was unmoved, John directly opened a hole in He Xixu's shoulder with a gun.

Accompanied by He Xixu's screams, John shouted loudly again:
"Stop it, I'm not joking!"

At this moment, Yun Qianfeng just swiped off the opponent's scalpel. Hearing John's shout, he flicked the scalpel and flew it out. Instead of shooting at John, it pierced directly into He Xixu's other shoulder. .

The attitude is very clear, you hurry up and kill.

He Xixu broke down, crying:

"Why? Why did you do this to me, God!"

Deep down, at the time of the most fear, He Xixu still forgot about God.

Why bother!
Several other people were already lying on the ground in fright, and Jerry Zhou got under the sofa.

The opponent had no scalpel and no threat to Yun Qianfeng, so he was immediately at a disadvantage and was hit on the head and abdomen by Yun Qianfeng's fists.

With Yun Qianfeng's strength comparable to that of a bear, just a few hits, the opponent's mouth and nostrils were internally injured and blood oozes, and he fell to the ground, unable to get up.

"Bang bang bang" three shots in a row.

The first shot hit Yun Qianfeng's head, causing him to fall backward under inertia, and the second shot hit Yun Qianfeng's chin, speeding up his fall to the ground.

The third shot was aimed at Yun Qianfeng's thigh artery accurately.

Three shots, none of which is superfluous, very well planned and organized.

This proved even more obvious that these two people were familiar with Yun Qianfeng and knew that if they wanted to kill Yun Qianfeng, they could only start with the legs.

However, Yun Qianfeng's ability to fight his life was by no means inferior to these two. The moment he fell down, he let his feet fly into the air, lifted the table next to him, and blocked his legs.

The bullet was embedded in the thick hardwood Zhuozi and was deflected.

He Xixu was directly thrown away by the overturned table and landed on the other side of the table.

Coincidentally, the heavy and hard table happened to hit He Xixu's head, and it was directly deformed.

Yun Qianfeng happened to be hiding behind the table. Seeing this scene, there was no expression on his face, and he quickly took off his clothes to cover He Xixu's head and upper body.

"Shh!"

A figure flew out behind Zhuo Zi and rushed towards John.

John's marksmanship is fast and accurate, and he shoots before thinking.

"Bang bang bang" three shots, hitting the figure's head, heart, and leg arteries.

Not a single shot missed.

However, when John saw the figure falling on the ground, he immediately screamed inwardly.

Because it was He Qianxu who was wearing Yun Qianfeng's clothes.

This result surprised John very much, as if something he was very sure of had been shattered.

What is sure is trust and faith.

John hurriedly turned around, and the gun fired three times blindly in front of him.

It seemed that he believed that Yun Qianfeng must have come around behind him and attacked him.

However, there was nothing behind.

At that moment, a wry smile appeared on his face, and his whole shoulders collapsed, as if he lost the courage to continue to resist in an instant.

"Crack! Kick!"

Two crisp sounds, accompanied by two muffled grunts from John.

A pair of palms hit his Jianjing acupoint from behind, and both collarbones were broken at the same time.

Yun Qianfeng succeeded in one move, but he didn't stop attacking. He kicked John's knees with both feet continuously, completely crippling his limbs.

Cruel and merciless, as cunning as a fox.

Yun Qianfeng didn't know when he became like this, but in his memory, he was clearly still that ordinary person who couldn't bear the electricity bill, didn't come to customers and didn't turn on the lights.

When he himself looked at the two people who were dragged together by him and lay side by side on the ground, his first thought was not to force a confession, but to sigh that he no longer knew himself.

"Who sent you here?"

The opponent's goal was obviously to kill him, so Yun Qianfeng didn't talk nonsense, and went straight to the most critical issue.

The two people on the ground had completely lost their ability to resist, but there was no trace of fear in their eyes.

Even with a smile on his face.

John was shaking from the pain in his arms and legs, but that didn't stop him from laughing.

"Hahaha, the person you love the most sent us here, hahaha!"

Hearing this answer, several women appeared in Yun Qianfeng's mind, and at that moment he realized that he loved a lot.

But which is the favourite?
Yun Qianfeng had no answer.

Seeing Yun Qianfeng's suddenly bewildered eyes, the two defeated generals showed their rightful smiles again.

"Who are you?"

As soon as this question was asked, the two people who were lying down suddenly became quiet, and their eyes were filled with confusion.

"Before we weren't sure what we were, but now we both at least know what we are."

"We are sacrifices!"

"Sacrifice?"

Yun Qianfeng felt a chill down his back at this description.

Unfounded fear.

"Sacrifice, who is sacrificed to?"

Neither of them spoke, and the man with the watch on his right hand put his hand into his bosom.

Yun Qianfeng rolled his eyes, and shot out instantly, crushing the man's forearm bone, without giving him the slightest chance to make a move.

The man trembled under the severe pain, but he gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound. At the same time, a look of regret flashed in his eyes. He looked at Yun Qianfeng, smiled, and a tear fell from the corner of his eyes. Then he gritted his teeth hard, and black blood flowed down his seven orifices. get out.

Looking at John next to him, he was also dying, but he was looking at He Xixu, who had a deformed head beside him, with a smile on his face and a hint of relief in his eyes, which slowly dimmed.

This is the end of the sacrifice.

Yun Qianfeng's hands were shaking.

But he didn't even know why his hands were shaking.

He hesitated to hang his hand on the right arm wearing the watch, hesitated several times, and then grabbed the broken forearm, and slowly took the right hand attached to the forearm out of the skirt.

No weapons to worry about yourself.

There were only two very ordinary things in that palm.

An unopened pack of 1916 cigarettes, a disposable and cheapest lighter.

There is a delicate little card on the cigarette box with handwritten words on it:

The length of history - original intention.

(End of this chapter)