The strongest healer

Chapter 43 Survival
The trachea was cut, and the girl was choking like a fish out of water. Blood was pouring out of her mouth desperately.

Song Shi was being pressed under her body, and all the blood was poured on her neck without wasting it, one after another, hot and smelly.

Song Shi suppressed the turmoil in his stomach and pushed her off his body.

The second wave of people outside the door finally reacted, squeezed in while Song Shi was still lying on the ground and didn't get up, and slashed Song Shi on the head with a knife.

Song Shi rolled around on the spot to avoid the knife, pulled out the knife stuck in the girl's neck, and struck back at them.

The room was cramped, and the third wave of people couldn't wait any longer and wanted to squeeze in.

Song Shi jumped on the bed and kicked the table, which was barely standing on three legs, towards the door, tripping the third wave of people who were about to come in.

At the same time, he brandished the knife he grabbed to respond to the attacks from the two short-haired men in front of him.

Head-to-head confrontation is the stupidest way to deal with one-to-many. Of course, the crushing strength is another matter.

In the Song Dynasty, they considered themselves not to be in a separate category.

The people who surrounded and killed her this time did not belong to the ranks of ordinary gangsters at all. The previous Tong Jun could only serve these people tea and water, and even Dai Ming was far from these people.

Song Shi could only be cautious, test the opponent's details in the fight, and find a breakthrough point.

The short-cut boy with a scar on his head moves very quickly and attacks from a tricky angle.

The short-cut and slightly chubby boy had strong defense and strength. Every time Song Shi swung his sword and collided with his weapon, his wrists went numb.

What's even worse is that she can't use her left hand at all now. It's bleeding non-stop. When changing the knife, it's so slippery that she can't hold the handle.

The wooden bed couldn't stand Song Shi's tossing, and it kept squeaking.

Song Shi was worried about it breaking at any time, not because she was afraid of hurting herself. Her reflexes were enough to avoid the break in the wooden board, but because she was devoting herself to dealing with the two people in front of her and was getting cuts from time to time. When the wooden bed broke, she would inevitably break it. The distraction gave these two people an opportunity to take advantage of.

The three of them gradually fell into anxiety.

Subtitle reminders popped up one after another in Song Shi's mind.

[Masochism value progress: +1%]

[Masochism value progress: +1%]

……

Song Shi caught a glimpse of a familiar figure appearing at the door.

It's Yang Miao!
She is coming!
Dai Ming was talking to her.

Song Shi subconsciously wanted to look into the bathroom, but endured it.

Mao Rong hid in the bathroom, which was her trump card to blackmail Yang Miao.

But now she was trapped on the bed, with the two people in front of her blocking her way, and the bathroom door was unobstructed. If Yang Miao found out that Mao Rong was hiding there and rescued Mao Rong, she would lose her biggest support.

Maybe there was something anxious in his heart, and the strings in his head were beating tighter. When Song Shi dealt with the two people in front of him, there was ruthlessness and urgency hidden in his movements.

The two of them worked really well together, and she had to get rid of one of them first.

Song Shi's target was a man with a scar and a short head. He had been using high-intensity attacks for a long time and was now showing signs of fatigue.

There was a slight cracking sound on the bed under his feet. Song Shi stepped back and pretended to be weak. The scarred man pressed forward step by step and finally couldn't wait to jump onto the bed.

The moment he jumped up, the bed board finally couldn't bear the weight of the two of them, broke in the middle, and tilted up on both sides.

Song Shi was well prepared and stepped on the iron bed frame. When the man with the scarred hair jumped up to dodge the broken bed board, he ducked under his arm and reached his back. He raised his knife and stabbed him in the back. waist, held the knife in a circle, and suddenly pulled it out.

It brought out a line of blood and poured it on the fat man's face.

The scarred man was not dead, but his vitals were injured, and his combat effectiveness plummeted.

Song Shi had no time to finish the attack, so he jumped on the ground and devoted himself to dealing with the fat man with short hair.

From the corner of his eye, he saw that Dai Ming had finished talking to Yang Miao, and Yang Miao looked inside.

Song Shi's men couldn't help but speed up again, and at the same time they moved towards the bathroom door inconspicuously.

The fat man with short hair was very defensive, and it was difficult for Song Shi to find a breakthrough for a while.

The third man rushed in immediately, replacing the scarred man.

The wheel battle quickly consumed Song Shi's physical strength.

She fought repeatedly with the obese man with short hair, and her whole right arm was shaken to the point of numbness and soreness.

Eventually she almost lost all feeling, and could only rely on conditioned reflexes to support her avoidance and attack.

The third boy who came in was holding something that looked like a baseball bat.

Whenever the blade touched, it would leave a gap. Song Shi's arm was so numb that he felt even more numb, almost losing control.

Song Shi had no choice but to switch to his left hand and relax his right hand at the same time. The bleeding in his left hand stopped slightly, but the knife was still slippery, and Song Shi's left hand was not as smooth as his right hand.

As he retreated, Song Shi's back pressed against the bathroom door.

The baseball bat and the blade collided violently again.

"Zheng——"

The knife in Song Shi's hand broke into two pieces. Under the huge impact, the handle of the knife in her left hand came out. The wound that stopped bleeding was torn, and blood emerged from the crack in her finger again.

[Masochism value progress: +1%]

The baseball bat took advantage of the victory and hit Song Shi on the head.

Song Shi's pupils shrank and he immediately dodged to the left.

The baseball bat fell out of position and hit Song Shi's right shoulder.

The sound of broken bones reached Song Shi's ears clearly. Even though her right arm was already numb and had no feeling, the severe pain made her slide along the bathroom door to the ground, covering her right shoulder and sweating profusely.

[Masochism value progress: +2%]

The baseball bat was aimed at Song Shi's head for the third time. The boy held the tail end of the baseball with both hands and raised it high. His eyes were fixed on Song Shi who was sitting on the ground. The baseball bat came through the wind!

[Total progress in masochism value: 100%]

[This system that abuses the body but not the mind congratulates you for your hard work! ! ! 】

[Successfully awakened the healing system! ! 】

Countless rays of white light burst out from Song Shi's body, so blinding that the two people facing Song Shi stopped attacking, covered their eyes and took two steps back.

Several people standing at the door were also shrouded in white light, and their eyes suddenly lost the ability to see.

Yang Miao reacted the fastest, hiding out of direct light and softening his sight, followed closely by Dai Ming.

After they relaxed a little and were able to see, the two looked at each other, and both saw incredible things in each other's eyes.

Song Shi actually woke up at this time!

What did you awaken to? Violence type?
If they were violent, they would all be ruined, and none of them might be Song Shi's opponent!

inside the room.

All the injuries on Song Shi's body were healing a thousand times faster, the broken bones were being reshaped, the scarred flesh was being repaired, and even the white light had no effect on her.

She could still see everything in the room clearly.

Song Shi tried not to think about why a progress bar could be awakened when it was full, why she had awakened the healing system, and whether she had no connection with the violent system?

The top priority now is to deal with the matter at hand.

While the two men couldn't see anything, Song Shi reached for the small dagger in his pants pocket, stood up slowly, aimed at the neck of the boy holding the baseball bat and inserted it into it.

The boy's groan was blocked by Song Shi's palm, and Song Shi gently put him down.

Before the fat man with a short hair noticed anything unusual, Song Shi was already quietly standing behind him, holding a knife in his hand.

The finger-long dagger blade just cut through his artery, blood spurted out and fell on Song Shi's hand that had not yet been put down.

Thick blood flowed down the dagger blade. Song Shi wiped it on his clothes, put it back in his pocket, and picked up the knife belonging to the fat man with a short head.

The white light had dissipated, and seven or eight people gathered around the door, looking at her cautiously. Yang Miao stood at the front, and Dai Ming stood in the center of the back row.

Yang Miao's eyes fell on Song Shi's right arm, which was moving as usual, and his left hand was no longer bleeding.

All her injuries were healed.

Healing!
Dai Ming also quickly noticed this.

He laughed, "It's not the violent type! It's the healing type! God help us! Come on together!"

It's a pity that no one dared to move.

Ordinary people are ordinary people, and awakened people are awakened people.

The Federation attaches great importance to the Awakened. If you kill an Awakened, you will be investigated to the ends of the earth. Even the western suburbs cannot kill the Awakened's younger brother.

There is no federal death penalty.

Carrying the life of an ordinary person and living a comfortable life in prison. If you behave well, you can be released early. Carrying the fate of an awakened person, all kinds of experiments are endless to torture people to death.

When Dai Ming saw this group of people like this, he became anxious, "Have you forgotten what we did before?! Even if we don't kill her, do you think we can be better off?!"

(End of this chapter)