Dark Light Chaser

Dark Light Chaser Chapter 452

2022-04-10

Chapter 452 Nightmare

At the same time as Jin Ping'an rushed over, Fang Eastern Sea easily turned sideways and moved towards his heel kicked.

The Achilles tendon is attacked, and no matter how much hatred you have, you must fall.

Jin Ping'an, who fell on his back, wanted to hug the calf of the Eastern Sea above, but the other party would not give him this chance.

pu chi.

The dagger stabbed into Jin Ping's belly, and didn't draw his hand until the hilt didn't penetrate into Eastern Sea.

The moment the dagger was released, it was like an activated liquid, moving towards Jin Ping'an's abdominal cavity.

There was no dagger to block the wound, and blood gushed out from the opening in the abdomen, as if lifeless.

Jin Ping'an, who was lying on his back, raised his head, but instead of looking at his abdomen, he moved towards Fang Eastern Sea with all his strength and said, "You... give me... stop... ”

Nerve pain in heels and abdominal cavity, let alone standing up.

Jin Ping'an didn't even have the strength to speak, so he could only watch Fang Eastern Sea turn around.

Bang! boom! boom!

Three gunshots sounded one after another, hitting Fang Eastern Sea.

Fang Eastern Sea had no intention of killing the bodyguard next to Jin Ping'an.

But since the other party saw that he was shot, in order to protect the secret of the mask, he must not leave a living hole.

Fang Eastern Sea took out the pistol from the holster of the body of another bodyguard, and threw a bullet back without looking back.

There is no doubt that the bullet hit the head.

Jin Ping'an, whose vision was blurred by tears and blood loss, stared at Fang Eastern Sea with resentful eyes, but he shook off the warhead like a normal person.

For a while, Jin Ping'an didn't know whether the scene of the masked murderer shooting the gun was an illusion caused by excessive blood loss.

But a few shards of glass, smaller than a fingernail, fell from the hole in his pocket as he shook.

Jin Ping'an put his left palm on one of the fragments, grabbed the fragment with all his strength, and stabbed it into his palm.

After doing all this, he completely lost consciousness.

Fang Eastern Sea didn't notice Jin Ping'an's small movements, his ugly complexion reached into his pocket and took out the shattered mobile phone whose screen was hit by bullets.

There is no black liquid response in this operation, so Fang Eastern Sea can only contact some Bounty Hunters on his mobile phone to meet him.

The broken phone means he needs to run to the nearest town on his own legs.

Most of the guards in the entire manor are moving towards the Clock Tower Garden.

Before everyone arrived, Fang Eastern Sea took out a pistol and pointed at the dying Jin Ping'an.

At this time, Jin Ping'an had already fainted due to pain and blood loss.

Bang!

The warhead fired at Jin Ping'an was intercepted by a small cloud of black material.

"Go to hell!"

Bang! boom! boom! Bang...

Fang Eastern Sea knew that the pistol couldn't hurt him, but he still vented his anger, moved towards Jin Ping'an and emptied the magazine.

The continuous sound of gunfire provided specific directions for the armed teams in the manor.

Fang Eastern Sea knew it couldn't go any further.

So he dropped his pistol and moved towards the nearest wall breakout.

The crying face mask is the best mask to use when facing the ordinary person, no one.

He easily got out of the encirclement and moved towards the distant town.

……………………

Drip, drip, drip...

"Hoo...hoo...hoo..."

With the sound of heavy breathing, Jin Ping'an slowly opened his eyes.

What comes into view is an unfamiliar ceiling and part of a breathing mask.

Weakness filled his every cell.

Jin Ping'an turned his head to observe the environment all around, his eyes first fell on the electronic clock.

The date above is one more day than I remember.

And as Jin Ping'an continued to observe, the hospital ward was completely shattered, and everything before was just a nightmare fantasy.

The picture of Cheng Lejia being picked up by his neck came to his mind again.

The next second, Jin Ping's eyes were blurred.

"Just strangling won't necessarily kill people...A normal person...how could one hand...wriggle someone's neck...Le Jia must still be alive...that's what I dreamed of when I was dreaming. The illusion..."

Jin Ping'an resisted the pain from his chest and kept comforting himself.

But no matter how much excuse he made, he couldn't convince himself that it was an illusion.

Jin Ping'an stretched out his hand and tore off the oxygen mask, supported the hospital bed with one hand, and got up from the hospital bed while covering his abdomen with the other.

The wound that had just been sutured began to ooze blood because of the movement.

Because the dagger itself is not large, the area of stab wounds is very small.

Jin Ping'an stretched his hand to his back to untie the bandage, exerting all his strength to tighten the bandage, and then tying a tighter knot in front of him.

As long as the bandage on the abdomen is tight enough, it is tight enough to interfere with breathing.

Not to mention the pain from the wound, even if someone stabs you where the bandage is, you may not feel it.

At the same time, this can also solve the problem of hemostasis.

This is one of the few useful knowledge Jin Ping'an has learned.

Getting rid of the pain in his abdomen, Jin Ping'an's first reaction was to raise his left hand and look for the fragment of the phone screen embedded in the flesh.

When committing a murder, the murderer is impossible to carry irrelevant things, especially an item with a huge amount of information such as a mobile phone.

This is his only clue to the identity of the killer.

But the medical staff obviously won't let such an obvious wound go, and the debris has been cleaned up long ago.

Jin Ping'an's movement of unplugging the oxygen tube and getting up really alarmed Jiang Kaiji, who was nursing outside the ward.

It was Tian Hao who entrusted him to come and look after Jin Ping'an.

Tian Hao knew that he would not comfort others, and even if someone sacrificed, he would not show any emotion until the case was solved.

So Tian Hao simply didn't meet Jin Ping'an, and let Jiang Kaiji enlighten Jin Ping'an instead.

"Why did you get out of bed! It's not long since the wound was sewn up!"

Jiang Kaiji saw Jin Ping'an standing barefoot on the edge of the hospital bed as soon as he opened the door, and hurriedly stepped forward support him.

"Where's the stuff?" Jin Ping'an asked with his head down.

Jiang Kaiji battered the rice for a while. After thinking of Tian Hao's explanation, he suddenly realized: "Something? You said the glass scum in your hand? When the doctor cleaned the wound before..."

"Where's the trash can?!"

Jin Ping'an, who was out of control, grabbed Jiang Kaiji's arm and yelled.

Those pieces of broken glass are the only clues he can find the murderer, and there must be no mistakes.

Even rummaging through the trash cans of the entire hospital, even all the garbage trucks have to find it!

"Those glass fragments were not thrown away! Hey! Stop scratching! Your wound has just been sewn up!"

Jiang Kaiji wanted to break free from Jin Ping'an's palm, but he was worried that he was using too much force , causing the wound to collapse.

He had to pull out one arm, took out a small bag containing broken glass with blood from his pocket, shouted loudly: "Here's the stuff! Calm down!"

Jin Ping'an immediately released his hand and grabbed the transparent packaging bag.

This small transparent bag contains not glass, but his hope of revenge.

(end of this chapter)