Chapter 221: The Most Deserving Treatment For Two Five Boys
"The cold light struck his eyes, it was extremely accurate, but unfortunately the speed was too different." Niu Dali raised his hand with one hand.
The two scalpels collided with the fleshy palm, like hitting a thick city wall, and the blades shattered inch by inch.
His wrist shook violently, squeaking, squeaking, squeaking...
The fragments of the scalpel cut through the air, and more than a dozen ordinary members of Black Front Alley fell into a pool of blood.
Niu Dali turned around and looked at Leng Qingning as if nothing was wrong.
"Don't worry, we can walk."
"For you to be so ruthless, it seems that you have received instructions from the Red Umbrella Company." Leng Qingning gently pushed the frame of her glasses.
Niu Dali raised the wooden prison above his head with one hand. He left quickly and said: "Smart."
"What's the reason?" Leng Qingning exhaled turbid air, mixed with turbulent murderous intent, "Ye Zhen treats you well."
Niu Dali slightly shrugged his shoulders, "The effect of the taboo is good. Your current scalpel does not pose any threat to me, so there is no need to waste your efforts."
After pausing for a second, he answered Leng Qingning's question with a question:
"Do I still expect to work hard with these fools in Black Front Alley my whole life?"
"With my attack this time, Chiqi's team can only stop in front of that big mushroom and capture you again. From now on, you will have countless glory and wealth, and go directly to the Central City No. 1 City to become a rich man.
Isn’t it beautiful?”
Leng Qingning's hands shook slightly, and six scalpels slipped from her sleeves and were clamped between her fingers.
Boo hoo hoo hoo hoo!
Six scalpels hit Niu Dali's head and shoulders, but the skin was not even scratched.
Niu Dali said calmly: "I told you not to waste your efforts. When your knife penetrates the outside, it is not as powerful as an ordinary lv1 blow. Doctor Leng, there is no need for you to overreact. I will not kill you, let alone hurt you."
"Huh?" Leng Qingning frowned.
Niu Dali smiled and said: "Your medical skills are a scarce resource and cannot be replaced. The big guys behind the Red Umbrella Company are very rare."
"You just want to kidnap me?" Leng Qingning kept asking questions, hoping to get more information.
"Of course I wasn't completely sure in the past, but this time, reinforcements will come soon. I just need to hide you and wait quietly."
Niu Dali jumped between the two buildings, already beginning to dream about the wealthy life after returning.
Three years after three years, three years after three years, I pretended to be stupid in Black Front Alley every day, collecting a lot of information, but never exposed it, just to wait for such a day, to earn enough merits at once, so as not to give any more to my rubbish boss.
Arrange a nine-year plan.
Suddenly, a feather flew through the air, interrupting Niu Dali's beautiful fantasy.
The pain in his shoulder blade was excruciating, Niu Dali bared his teeth and said, "Who?!"
His body lost balance and his arms could no longer support him. The wooden prison fell out of his hands and fell vertically.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I really watched a good show today. I didn't expect the traitor to be a big, honest-looking guy like you."
The shrike flapped his hands, whipping up a strong wind, and several long and sharp feathers flew side by side, just enough to drag the wooden prison.
Boom!!!
Niu Dali hit his back against the side wall of a residential building, and a half-meter-long feather penetrated his left shoulder blade, pinning him firmly.
The pain penetrated into his bones. After playing the role of a reckless man for nearly ten years, he roared: "Smelly old man, who the hell are you?"
Shrike opened the wooden prison, released Leng Qingning, and chuckled: "Xiao Leng, he doesn't know about me, old man."
Leng Qingning's brows and eyes were full of surprise, but her tone was as cold as snow: "Mr. Shrike, you have heard of his name but have never met him in person."
Niu vigorously gritted his teeth, cut off his feathers, pulled out his body, jumped several times in a row, and jumped onto the roof of a residential building.
Shrike? It’s that Shrike!!!
There was a flash of fear in his eyes, and he moved his left shoulder slightly, feeling that the torn wound had not healed for a long time.
Didi da da, didi da da~~~
Dripping blood continued to fall, and the wound seemed to be getting worse.
It was as if a group of hyenas were biting the wounds frantically, constantly causing bone-eroding pain.
Niu Dali had veins popping on his forehead, "Didn't you, old man, become disabled more than ten years ago? You still dare to interfere in other things now, you're afraid you won't die soon enough!"
The shrike grinned with a look of sincerity on his face: "Okay, very good, I like diehards the most. They feel better when they are torn apart than other prey."
"He is my patient." Leng Qingning frowned, opened her hands, and completely unfolded her white coat.
The exquisite and graceful body is the center line, and the linings on the left and right sides are hung with a dazzling array of surgical instruments. There are more than a dozen styles of scalpels alone.
The shrike fanned the wind with both hands and swooped away quickly.
His mischievous, childlike laughter lingered in the air: "That won't work. It's my first time since I recovered my skills. There's no way I'm giving away my prey."
Niu Dali clenched his fists, his chest muscles jumped, making a drum-like rhythm.
Dong Dong! Dong Dong Dong! Dong! Dong...
The majestic power gathered together and condensed all over his body, forming animal patterns visible to the naked eye.
Golden lion, black tiger, white ape, green rhinoceros, jade elephant...
With simple sketches and a few strokes, the gods are drawn, with more than a hundred beasts tattooed on them.
Mighty, ferocious, violent, cunning... all kinds of auras spread out, combining into a wild and majestic aura.
"It looks quite impressive." Shrike slapped his hands, speeding up seven or eight times.
Niu Dali's eyes widened, and he was inexplicably horrified. He was too strong.
The speed was so fast that there was only an afterimage left in his eyes. Block it? How to block it! You can't block it even if you are joking.
As the thought flower floated up, he suddenly felt his left arm empty, followed by his right palm.
The delayed pain came later, and Niu Dali screamed: "My hand!!!"
At this moment, his body was mutilated, his left arm was empty, the palm of his right hand was broken at the wrist, and dripping blood dripped down.
The shrike stepped on the head of Niu Dali with one foot, let go of his right hand, and let one of his palms fall down.
Niu Dali subconsciously wanted to reach out and grab it, but in 0.0 seconds he realized that he was already handless and disabled.
"It's a pity, it's a pity. Momentum alone is of no use. The only martial arts in the world is fast."
The shrike sneered and tore repeatedly with his hands, removing the flesh and skin from the left arm that Niu had broken off with great force in three seconds.
Niu Dali had seen many more bloody scenes, but he had never looked at it from the perspective of a weak person, and never thought that he would be so scared.
The skin and flesh were torn very evenly, and at first glance there were hundreds of them, and blood dripped down.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Niu Dali's mind collapsed, "What kind of monster are you?"
Shrike frowned slightly, "We haven't even figured out the basics of our Black Front Alley... It's really disappointing."
After the words fell to the ground, his dangling foot gently fell down and stepped on the top of the cow's head.
Click, click, click, click~~
The sound of tiny bones cracking was heard, the cow was bleeding from seven holes, and it looked like it was close to death.
The beautiful woman Miao Kongjiao spat: "Every battle is so bloody, it smells so bad."
The movement of the shrike's feet was half a beat slow, but he mumbled something vaguely unhappily.
Hai Mingsheng suddenly appeared on the roof of a residential building. He stepped aside and came to Niu Dali's side. He raised his gentleman's cane and pushed away the shrike's feet.
"He is a key traitor and cannot be killed now."
The shrike clicked his tongue and said, "I am a rough man and I am too lazy to take care of the overall situation."
"Just play with it, just cut off the limbs, don't kill them." Hai Mingsheng shook his head.