Abyss Express

Chapter 553 Vol.4 Bewitched

"What are you still doing in a daze?"

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. The big brother of the Tyrannosaurus Warriors Gang 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 escape from the crime 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. He hunched over and rushed back into the group of robbers. He was almost backwards in embarrassment, stumbling and squeezing against Ander. Luo's side blocked Andro's gun.

Andro's eyes were unfocused. Hesitation for a moment caused him to lose the ability to fire. The rhino's muzzle deflected to the other side inexplicably, and his wrist seemed not to be controlled. Seeing that strange priest returned to his side.

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!" 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 that had been stolen from Maguire. Based on the key's model and smell, he pointed to a car outside the clinic. It was a Tank 300, which was Dr. Maguire's car.

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

"Hehehehe. Hehehehahahaha!" Brother B quickly stopped Ajie, and the clown makeup on his white face showed a twisted smile. The timidity shown by the priest made him feel satisfied and inexplicably happy - it was time After a few years, I once again enjoyed the pleasure of bullying the weak, "This guy 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, 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 his mouth, 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, 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 your life, keep a thin line in your life, Brother B."

Xueming begged, he frowned, the frames of his glasses were cracked, and he was covered in 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 wasn't 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 Ben Hua is optimistic about this prisoner.

Ajie kicked Jiang Xueming on the lower back. Seeing the priest staggering into the car, he lowered his guard, 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 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?! Are you trying to kill me?"

Maguire's face was livid, and he was temporarily 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 match.

As he watched his car running further and further away, his mind was 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 to help him, but he just waved his hand and pushed his colleagues away.

"I'm okay, I'm okay, I'm okay, I'm okay"

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

"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, Maguire was thinking about a table of delicacies. It was 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 claim 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.

"Dani."

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

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

When Danni heard the director's question, she suddenly became aggrieved: "Well, director, the medicine you left behind was accidentally overturned for some reason. I don't dare to collect it and use it on the injured. If there is an infection, , there was another large area of ​​sarcoma, and it was difficult to deal with allergic reactions and infections! I just changed to a new bottle."

Maguire didn't say anything, but muttered in confusion: "It fell over and no one touched it?"

He was worried that Alphonse was still awake, worried that the demon who killed his companions was still sane. 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 the great hero of 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 alone."

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

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

—— He held Belloberg's blade, 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 must keep 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 milliliters 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 into 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.

After doing all this, Maguire kicked his legs to stretch his waist and came to Alphonse's bedside again. The scalpel was passed from the gap between his little finger to his thumb, and his left hand was passed to his right hand.

He hesitated again and again, looking at the "Hunting Hero" who was gradually recovering his vitality and was about to recover and be discharged from the hospital——

——God seemed to have given him many opportunities, asking him to put down his butcher knife and turn around, but he did not cherish them.

The voice in his head has been teaching him, teaching him how to save himself, teaching him how to kill.

He could hardly refuse the voice. After all, he was killing a devil and sent it to the inquisition to be killed. Wouldn't it be nice to just die in his own hands like this?

Maguire was obsessed with this power and was suddenly taken over by his inner demons.

The gunsmith was dead, and Belloberg came to his side. This was a mission, a destiny.

Now he wants to do justice for heaven. This is the best thing, right?

"Yes. Yes I know how. I know"

He raised the knife and stabbed it into Alphonse's heart ventricle. The hot blade quickly caused the flesh and blood in the injured area to emit a burning smell, and the blood vessels became clogged. He carefully cleaned up the remaining blood scab while observing Alphonse's face. , in just a hundred seconds or so, this devil will be brain-dead.

This time, Maguire really stepped into hell.

He carefully cut out a thick valve from Alphonse's strong heart, trying not to damage the ribs and keep the chest intact.

After taking out the piece of meat, he was sure that the heart would never beat again. Alphonse also fell completely into a state of brain death. All vital signs returned to zero and the spectrum of brain waves disappeared. He then used the panacea to prepare the same recipe. The wound was sealed, leaving a bright red mark that looked like a leaf.

He put this piece of sashimi into his mouth, tasting Mr. Alphonse's life, and kept recalling the devil's past in his mind. But suddenly he discovered that this experience seemed far beyond his imagination.

Alphonse Prisela's life is very complicated, or everyone is complicated, and it cannot be explained clearly in a few words.

In this heart, there are two families hidden, two divorced women, a pair of half-brothers and sisters, more than 60,000 yuan in relief funds, a pay stub, and With the infinite thoughts that separate the two places.

Maguire's eyes were dazed, and he finally understood——

——He had just killed the husband of two wives, the parents of two children, and the backbone of two families.

But this is definitely not the reason for this devil to abandon his companions! Absolutely not!

He was thinking like this, as if he wanted to find some excuses for himself, some reasons to make his process of killing people and getting meat legitimate.

"Gunsmith. Gunsmith"

"What kind of monster are you?"

This simple life almost completely destroyed Maguire's spiritual world.

"Don't you have any burden in your heart?"

Mr. Maguire's face changed again and again, from white to red, from red to white, and finally returned to its original state.

He was extremely convinced that he had passed this hurdle, and the next step was a bright and clear road——

——He will continue to eat people. If Beloberg falls into the hands of others, the creation will definitely be a cannibal demon. He will look for other "brothers and sisters" and take away the elves from their hands.

"It is by no means the sword of the White God. The gunsmith has turned it into a cursed magic sword! Only me! Only I can control this sword! I am noble, rational, and can definitely control my chosen one. people!"

To this day, Maguire still believes that he is not sick and mistakenly believes that his mental state is very healthy——

——In fact, the power given to him by the spirit of Beloberg was only a part of the soul essence of the gunsmith and the crying general. It turned into a very special spiritual energy through the years spent together with the two anonymous people. tidal.

Mr. Maguire couldn't feel it at all. There was an ogre inside him, but he mistook it for Belloberg.

He tidied up the medicine cabinet next to the operating table and looked at the table top where the waste liquid had spilled over. There were still some traces of alcohol wiping. Danni was careless and didn't clean it up.

Maguire thought——

——Alphonse's death will definitely attract militiamen who want to disguise the murder as a medical accident. The traces of these drugs are difficult to explain, but will become extra trouble.

He stretched out his hand and prepared to clean the table. He already had many explanations for the medical accident in his mind. With the help of Beloberg, his extremely clear thinking logic had helped him think of several avoidance plans.

Mr. Maguire suddenly squatted down, and something even more incredible happened.

A ladybug flew from the window. The name of this ladybug is [Sprot Art/Spuantong·Sports Art]——

——This type of insect is also a large family of Chimera disaster beasts, and they can often be seen on the menu of Mimir Hot Spring Market.

If mustard with a pungent smell is Vita's branded vaccine, then spicy insect juice is the secret medicine for warriors to fight the cold wind. As long as you continue to take this insect, no matter how thin a child is, you can grow into a strong man. , has a body like a bodybuilder.

Maguire couldn't figure out why this scourge insect suddenly flew here.

It flapped its wings on the forehead of Alphonse's corpse, as if it smelled the smell of a panacea. Disaster beasts always crave high-quality essence, and the same is true for blood-granting units such as Green Gold.

This Spoonton ladybug hopped on the spot for a few times, then jumped to the table, completely retracting its elytra, and then gently kissed the table with its axe-shaped mandibles, as if it was collecting the remains of the panacea on the table. .

Maguire waved his hand and opened the palm-sized insect——

——His eyes widened, realizing that something was wrong!

He pressed the stain on the table with his fingertips, then put it into his mouth to taste the taste.

Where is the poison mixed with waste liquid? This is clearly a fresh panacea!

He ran to the medical trash can and rummaged around, but could no longer find the bottle of poison used to kill people.

"What happened? What happened? What on earth is going on?"

Maguire slapped his cheeks, trying to calm down. There are no ghosts in this world, only spirits——

——Unless it is an area with extremely high concentration of spiritual disasters, such ghost-like mischief rarely occurs in other places.

Where did the poison go? Has anyone else been in this operating room besides Dany?

Maguire ran to the window and tried to find signs of climbing through the window, but found nothing.

The news of Alphonse's death has been transmitted to the nurse's station through the life detection equipment. A nurse immediately came to the operating room to check the situation. Maguire did not have much time left.

He couldn't allow him to think too much and regarded all of this as a hallucination caused by mental abnormality in recent months.

The little nurse Dani knocked hard on the door and ran over immediately after hearing the alarm that Mr. Alphonse was dying.

Maguire opened the door calmly, with a face full of regret and a full procedural report, ready to exonerate himself.