Abyss Express

Chapter 554 Vol.5 Too impulsive

At the same time, on the cave road leading to the Mimir Hot Spring Market, Jiang Xueming was fighting with the criminals as a hostage.

Schopenhauer squeezed closer to the priest and asked in a low voice: "The Paris dream on your poster doesn't seem quite right."

Jiang Xueming: "Yeah."

Schopenhauer: "Is there any service that I want? That's right. These ladies are very good-looking, and they really suit my taste."

Jiang Xueming: "Yeah. Yeah."

Schopenhauer: "But why are there only escort services? What does this emotional counseling mean?"

Jiang Xueming: "Whatever you think it means, that's what it means."

Schopenhauer: "Ah, hey, there's quite a lot of secrets in there."

The fierce-looking Ajie on the other side laughed and said, "Father, do you also visit brothels?"

"I know a little bit about it." Jiang Xueming joked casually, "I've been to a lot of places."

Ajie was even more disdainful: "A clergyman like you, who preaches scriptures to induce people to do good things, talks about benevolence, righteousness and morality, but also goes to a brothel to have fun?"

"The main purpose is to enlighten the lost sheep, not just those involved in pornography, but also those who force women to break the law and commit crimes." Jiang Xueming told the truth: "Measure the world with two feet - this fireworks alley is full of red and pink skulls, and women sell their youth. I can’t just sit back and do nothing.”

"Hey." Ajie said excitedly: "So the priest is talking about the kindness in the Bible and the truth in mythology with the brothers in our war gang?"

"We don't talk often." Jiang Xueming continued, "Relying on words will definitely not work."

Big B, the co-pilot in the front row, argued: "The priest probably doesn't know the suffering in the world. How can he still call people after entering a brothel? People who are bought and sold, whether innocent or not, are ultimately just for a meal. ——You are noble and great."

"I don't mean that. I'm a humble person, so I can only do what I can." Jiang Xueming shrugged helplessly: "It was a good deed to save the old lady like today. She prescribes medicine to treat diseases in the medical clinic. Absolutely She didn’t deserve to die in the car of some brothers, so I had no wrong intention to take her as the hostage.”

"Brother?" Ajie raised his gun and sneered, "Are you worthy?!"

The gun was pointed at Jiang Xueming's temple——

——At this moment, Andro and Brother B, two psychics with extraordinary inspiration, clearly felt the cold murderous intent. The hairs on both of them stood up in unison, like frightened birds stretching their bodies.

The car also stopped, and cold sweat suddenly broke out on the faces of the two front-seat passengers.

Big B looked out the window warily: "Where? Andro? Where is he?"

There is no light source in the deep cave, only car lights illuminate the narrow roadway.

"It seems like it's coming from all directions," Andro responded: "I can't feel the source. It blew past me all at once, like the wind, brushing past my face and wrapping me in it."

"Fuck you, what a shame!" Big B's eyes oozed blood as he cursed: "Is it a disaster beast? Or is it a pursuer?"

"It should be a disaster beast." Andro's hand holding the steering wheel was already soaked: "If it were a human, it would be terrible."

Big B asked: "Can we still go this way?"

"Let's go to another place, let's go to another place." Andro quickly reversed the car, trying to change to another cave, and go to the fork to find another way back to the hot spring market.

Jiang Xueming was a little scared. He couldn't control himself. When facing the gun, he defended himself almost out of instinct. These overflowing inspiration pressure destroyed Andro and Big B's fighting will in an instant.

When they arrived at a vent, next to the deserted station platform, the four brothers decided to get out of the car to repair themselves, change their clothes, destroy the evidence, and say goodbye to their poverty-stricken life.

"Are we going to kill him?" Ajie looked at Jiang Xueming indifferently, and asked Big B: "He has seen our faces, leaving him alive will cause endless troubles."

Andro immediately retorted: "So many people in the medical office have seen your face, do you have to kill them all? Ajie! If you continue like this, I'm afraid you won't even have a chance to live in Hedland!"

Brother B was still hesitating. After changing into another set of clothes, he decided to play a game with the priest.

"Little brother, I'll give you three sentences to convince me. Otherwise, you'll be in trouble."

Andro immediately said: "Isn't it necessary? Brother B, wouldn't it be good to leave him here to feed the disaster beast? There is no need to waste bullets, the disaster beast can dispose of the body without leaving any clues."

Schopenhauer still couldn't forget the dream of Paris in the poster, and begged Big B: "This young man has traveled all over the country and been to so many brothels. He must leave me the contact information of a few mothers, right? In case there is a beautiful young woman who stumbles." Is my sister waiting for me to save her? Big B! You can’t ruin my good deeds!”

"Three words! Quick!" Big B grabbed Ajie's arm and asked Ajie to raise his gun.

Xueming raised his hands in surrender, still holding the Bible and the cross——

"——I have a bottle of panacea, it's just in my coat pocket, brothers, let's take a look and see if we can use it as money to buy our lives?"

Big B called Andro to come forward and search him, and sure enough, he found a bottle of panacea labeled by Saladin Medical Clinic.

"Good stuff." Big B said with a smile, "What a pity, it's not enough, let me tell you the second sentence!"

Xueming then said: "I will give it to this old brother."

He pointed at Schopenhauer——

"——Introduce someone to him."

"That's a good relationship! From now on, this will be my brother!" Schopenhauer immediately beamed.

Big B said with a cold face: "It's not enough, that's the last sentence."

With that said, Ajie pulled the hammer and smiled so much that the corners of his mouth almost broke to the base of his ears.

Xueming's face was covered in cold sweat, and his fingers were trembling unnaturally, as if he felt that his death was approaching.

"I'm going to cook a meal for you? Just use my own meat?"

"Genius!" Ajie said excitedly: "I just like your words, you are a sensible and well-behaved child!~"

Big B was very satisfied after hearing this. In the eyes of these ogres, slaves who take the initiative to cut meat and feed it to eagles are good slaves——

——This kind of ceremony was common ten years ago. In order to show loyalty to the war gang, many sapiens cut off their own flesh and blood and offered them to the brothers in the war gang as meals. This is the highest etiquette to express surrender to the war gang. . But later on this etiquette gradually became less humane.

When you get to a relatively civilized religious order, you will take the initiative to collect donations and hand over your property.

When I work in a more civilized company, I take the initiative to work overtime and give up my vacation.

At this moment, the priest wants to cut off the flesh and bleed it, and willingly offers the essence. This makes the two Old Moneys, Big B and Ajie, feel the "war gang friendship" - in different time and space, in the cold modern civilization, they reunite I feel as happy as the New Year.

Five hours later, Saladin's militiamen transported a tattered T300 back to the town.

There were four other warband members with bruises and bruises on their faces, as well as a priest who was also covered in wounds.

"You mean, on the way to escape, these remnants of the war gang made a meal? After eating, they started talking nonsense and were confused. Finally, they hit the rock wall, and the car rolled down the stairs of the cave, and they fell unconscious. Already?"

Jiang Xueming's face was bruised and bruised, his eyes were blurry, and there was a band-aid on the bridge of his nose. He was sent to the military station by armed employees and faced questioning by interrogating soldiers.

"yes."

The interrogator is a carefree black sister who can speak Chinese——

"——You, a hostage, wake up first?"

Jiang Xueming: "Yes."

Interrogating soldier: "These guys are all blood-giving units, but you, a homo sapiens, are the least injured?"

Jiang Xueming: "Yes. Ah, no."

He quickly changed his words: "No, no, I was sitting in the back row, sandwiched in the middle, and the two robber friends on the left and right were used as meat mats."

The interrogating soldier took out the gunsmith's photo——

"——This is different from what they said."

Jiang Xueming: "Why is it different?"

Interrogator: "They said they met the gunsmith."

Jiang Xueming: "I'm not a gunsmith."

Interrogator: "But they say you are."

Jiang Xueming was handcuffed and raised his hand to identify the photo and then pointed to his ID card.

"I said he was not me, but they insisted that this was me. He must have been hallucinating after drinking."

Interrogator: "That's right. Some anesthetics were found in the blood test. This possibility cannot be ruled out."

Jiang Xueming: "Yes."

Interrogator: "Why do you have the panacea from Saladin's Clinic on you?"

Jiang Xueming: "I'm poor, I stole it. I originally promised a father and daughter to help them exorcise demons, but I spent a lot of money, but it didn't work out, and I almost lost my life."

Interrogator: "Why did you steal the panacea? Do you know that this bottle contains fluoride waste liquid?"

"I don't know." Jiang Xueming shook his head: "I haven't adapted to the climate since I came to this place. I keep having diarrhea. I want to get some potion to cure myself."

The interrogator sister reminded impatiently: "You have a job! You have to pay for medical insurance! Why do you steal things from the operating room? Is this appropriate? You are still a priest!"

"I just like stealing things," Jiang Xueming said frankly: "Sister, don't ask, the priests in other realms have much more serious quirks than me, and some like little boys. In comparison, do I seem too normal? "

"Tsk" the eldest sister corrected her: "Don't talk nonsense with me! Why do these robbers think you are a gunsmith?"

"Didn't I tell you everything? They took away the panacea from me and drank it as wine. How can my brain still have clear cognition after taking the anesthetic? Why don't you find a psychiatrist to look at it for them?" Jiang Xueming said clearly. Halfway through, he suddenly realized: "Oh! I am a psychiatrist."

"Think about it first. A patient died, and it has something to do with the bottle of waste liquid in your hand. It was from the same operating room." The interrogator sister couldn't find any useful information. He went to deal with a medical incident at Saladin Medical Clinic, which was about Alphonse's death on the operating table: "Go to the cell and think about it clearly, and contact me immediately if you remember anything."

Xueming asked nervously: "Is it a single room? I don't want to sleep in the same bed as the robber."

"Ha" the interrogator laughed and said, "It depends on how well your memory recovers."

Two militiamen brought Dr. Zhang Congfeng into the cell, and saw four brothers from the war gang sitting in a row. They were discussing in private just now. Now when they saw the priest, they all looked pissed.

Their faces, shoulders, waists and buttocks were all covered with injuries. Andro's cheek was cut with a scar from the broken windshield, and his head and neck joints were dislocated, as if he had been seriously injured when the driver was thrown off a cliff. .

Ajie hunched over with a flattering smile on his face. His right arm was gone. It seemed that it had been gouged out by the deformed iron frame when he climbed down the mountain ladder.

Schopenhauer was still wearing a neck correction device. His neck was raised up and his entire spine was broken into three parts. He has not recovered yet and is still paralyzed. Big B has been supporting this forty-year-old brother.

Finally, there was Big B, who had a broken nose and lost one eye. He was scared and laughed, and said hello in embarrassment.

"Oh, Ajie is too impulsive."

"I'm really embarrassed that it's like this."

"They say you rely on your parents at home and your friends when you go out. Me"

Xueming calmly made the bed, took off his shoes, crossed his legs roughly, and sat down on the main bunk. The brothers next to him squeezed into the corner. He and Big B smiled cordially, and took the money from the pocket of the prison uniform. He took out his Bible, which was what the militiamen allowed him to bring into the cell. The cross was a sharp metal object and could not be brought in.

"It's January, the mountains are covered with heavy snow, and it's impossible to get out of the caves. There are powerful beasts looking for food, and traffic control has to be implemented. The traffic pressure will be relieved by the end of January next year, and cars will be allowed in batches. In the hot spring market, your sins will not lead to death. We have to be sent to the tribunal for trial, and we will have to stay in Saladin for a long time. We are all brothers and sisters."

"It's just that I don't understand why the interrogator sister calls me a gunsmith? I am a clergyman, and my main job is a psychiatrist. I don't understand this."

Big B leaned towards Andro and asked in a low voice.

"Do you remember what happened?"

Andro had completely lost most of his memories of the previous journey in the cave. He only had a vague impression that there seemed to be a car accident. When they tasted the sweet soup as an appetizer sent by the priest, it seemed that

"He used local materials, got some moss and mushrooms, and made us sweet soup. Then..."

"I feel like I've been beaten severely!" Ajie's teeth chattered and his eyes evaded: "I saw the gunsmith! I saw the gunsmith!"

Big B scolded: "What did you see! You beast! You haven't even seen the gunsmith. He is already dead! God can't save him! I said so!"

Even so, Big B and Andro were also the four brothers in the war gang who had faced the gunsmith and Glory.

After they took the sweet soup, they were affected by the anesthetic and before they lost consciousness, they seemed to feel the cold and terrifying spiritual pressure. Then they closed and opened their eyes and ran to such a military station.

Big B knew in his heart that this priest was anything but simple, but there was no direct evidence - all the clues that the militiamen could find pointed to the car accident.

The brothers discussed privately, and the more they talked, the more fantastical they became. They seemed to believe that the ghost of the gunsmith was possessed by the honest and honest priest, and that his ruthless kindness had brought bad luck to them, making them suffer and fall into the law.

"Brothers, stop guessing, I have an idea." Jiang Xueming said immediately: "The gunsmith will definitely not help you, right?"

Andro: "That's the truth."

Jiang Xueming opened the scripture, cut off his fingers with a sharp edge, and placed them on the window sill.

"Then I have an idea. Send a brother out first, and then let him think of a way to come back and save us. Do you think this idea works?"

"Can you send people out?" Big B immediately became energetic and dispelled all doubts - the gunsmith would never help criminals escape from prison.

A group of Spoonton ladybugs flew from outside the prison window. They smelled the delicious taste of flesh and blood and immediately drifted over.

"As far as I know, ladybugs like dark and humid places and also like delicious essence." Jiang Xueming caught one of the bugs, then licked his fingers to clean the blood and took it to Ajie.

"Let it burrow into your body, and a surgeon will take you back to the medical clinic soon to remove the worms. Brother B, will you teach this brother how to rescue us?"

Big B’s mind was spinning rapidly——

——Although Ajie is trustworthy, the brothers are just a makeshift team. Of course, if the incident is exposed, they will have to escape in disaster. How can we give this opportunity to escape from prison to others? !

"I'll come, I'll come, I'll come!" Big B said immediately.

Ajie didn't understand what the boss meant, so he volunteered and said, "I'll do it! No, no, no! I'll do it! Leave it to me!"

Before the mountain is closed, it is the best chance to escape from Saladin. The militiamen inside can't get out, and the fighting groups outside can't get in. They can grab a car and escape to the Mimir Hot Spring Market, but it only takes a week to repair it. A lucky man became a hero again.

"It hurts a lot." Jiang Xueming caught the Sipuantong ladybug's limbs, which were covered with barbs.

Big B pushed Ajie back——

"——I'm the boss! I'm here! Do you think I will die and refuse to save you? Am I the kind of person who betrays my brothers in the war gang?"

Andro nodded.

Schopenhauer nodded.

Ajie nodded first, then immediately shook his head.

Due to the leader's power, Big B was finally selected.

Xueming carefully stuffed the palm-sized ladybug into Big B's mouth. Feeling the warm and moist environment, it immediately got into the throat of the blood donation unit, crawled down the throat and neck, and reached the chest and abdomen. Start drilling holes!

Big B rolled in pain and howled, quickly attracting the militia.

Jiang Xueming unbuttoned the criminal's clothes and saw a round ladybug walking through the gangster's belly, gnawing at the flesh and blood of the thief's head, and forming a round, bright red sarcoma.

"There's a bug in his mouth! Sir! Sir, get him out quickly! He needs a doctor's help!"

Mr. Maguire has a new patient. This wonderful reunion made him more and more convinced that there was a mysterious force urging him to kill these demons on the loose one by one.

Alphonse had just received his lunch box, but within five hours, this group of unscrupulous suspects who had robbed the hospital fell into the hands of the militiamen.

He thought about it secretly and hated it so much that he was afraid that he would not have the chance to kill the devil with his own hands.

It's just that it's not convenient to do it this time. This medical accident has brought a lot of psychological shadow to Dani. There are many assistants crowded into the operating room. Even the simplest skin surgery has to be attended to by three people at the same time. There is no chance. Kill this demon directly.

"It's above your thigh and knee. It seems to be full. Your head has just been anesthetized with fluoride? Is that right? I'm afraid the anesthesia procedure cannot be performed this time. You will become a fool."

Dr. Maguire wanted to lynch him and said this to Big B on the operating table——

"——I have to amputate the knee as well."

Big B immediately shouted: "No, no, no! No amputation, no amputation!"

For blood donation units, the balance of the holy blood in the body is very precious. Because of this, their young and worthless lives often go to see the Mad Butterfly before they reach the age of thirty - donors who can have a long lifespan. The blood unit usually has a relatively healthy bloodline ratio, and the physical condition is relatively stable. However, once most of the limbs are lost, the holy blood becomes imbalanced, and the characteristics of Vita Brand and lycanthropy emerge, then he will die. Far.

Maguire held the scalpel and observed the outline of the ladybug on the thigh with his assistant.

The hot heat on the tip of the knife and the pressure of inspiration affect the direction of Spoonton Ladybug——

——It was running rampant in Big B’s legs, trying to crawl towards the hip bone.

"It went to your stomach, and it would have to be amputated immediately."

Big B is still stubborn: "No, no, no, I won't do the surgery, I won't do the surgery!"

Dr. Maguire had a sick smile on his face, and seemed to find this game very interesting: "I'm going to harm your life, how about cutting it off together?"

Big B howled, and the tough man was about to cry.

"I'll do the surgery, I'll do the surgery! Chop off my legs! Quick! Quick, quick, quick!"

Jiang Xueming leaned against the cell door and chatted with the militiamen in charge of guarding the cell.

"In the town's medical clinic, the name of the chief of surgery is Maguire, right?"

The militiaman responded impatiently: "Why are you asking about these things? He is one of the most charitable people in our town!"

In gathering places like Saladin where hunting groups gather, surgeons are busy with their work, and hunters who are injured by disaster beasts need to be treated every day.

"oh"

Xueming returned to his bunk. He scratched his head thoughtfully. He didn't know that the Beloberg spirit possessed people.

He only knew that the doctor seemed to be trying to kill the injured patients and wanted to cross the line to commit murder. At that time, he did not have the energy to deal with these things, and he was immediately involved in the robbery of the medical clinic.

"Doctor Maguire, this remnant of the war gang is your second chance to regain your medical ethics and conscience."

"I hope that when we meet again, you won't turn into an ogre that has lost its humanity."