When Xiaoya lay on the ground and obeyed the order of strangulation without moving, she simply closed her eyes out of fear.
She didn't know whether Mr. Strangler could forcibly defeat the incoming enemies even though one of his arms was missing from a bullet...
But she could realize that the protection afforded to her by strangulation must come at a price.
——In other words, I was the one who dragged Mr. Strangler down.
If he didn't need to save himself, he wouldn't have been seriously injured at all; and if he hadn't been injured, maybe he would have been able to defeat these hateful guys more easily with fewer enemies and more enemies. She also had to accept the strangulation
Sir's protection... Otherwise, he may even be kidnapped and turned into a hostage, or attacked, which will force Mr. Strangler to be distracted.
Xiaoya thought seriously on the ground.
She immediately sent a message requesting assistance.
And the most useful thing she can do after that is to trust Mr. Strangler and not cause trouble for him.
Her own actions may affect the effectiveness of defense methods, and may even affect the state of Mr. Strangler. Even though she, as a fish, would feel slight suffocation lying on the dry floor, she could really hold on to it.
Breathe and remain motionless.
If Mr. Strangler was unfortunately defeated, she would not escape because of this. Because she was originally meant to die, but was forcibly saved by Mr. Strangler - in this case, how could she abandon Mr. Strangler and live alone?
It can be said that.
The girl who is just fourteen years old this year is still afraid of the upcoming future.
She didn't know when the support from the headquarters would arrive, and whether Mr. Strangler would die unfortunately... She couldn't accept the reality that the person who saved her died tragically in front of her. So she chose to close her eyes, not to listen, not to see.
Look, don't think.
And when she felt the wooden planks of the cabin under her feet squeaking again and sinking slightly, Xiaoya perked up and became frightened.
It wasn't until she heard the sound of strangulation again that she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Mr. Strangler actually won!
She opened her eyes happily, turned over and sat up. The fish's tail patted the floor happily.
But when she really saw the current state of the strangulation, her breathing suddenly stopped, and a look of horror appeared in her eyes:
"Mr. Strangler, you are seriously injured!"
Most of the soft white lion fur on his body has been dyed red with blood. It is like hair that has been styled with mousse. The hair is stuck together, no longer fluffy, but dry and hard;
The elbow joint of his right arm was directly broken.
Only the semi-connected tendons and muscles could be seen barely holding on to the shaky forearm.
His left hand was also soaked in blood, and the second bone of his middle finger seemed to be broken.
There is also a sharp steel arrow stuck in the right shoulder blade of Strangler. It almost penetrated the flesh and blood, and the arrowhead can even be seen slightly bulging from the front.
It looked scary, but it was just a broken arm. All three attacks were concentrated on one arm, which minimized the trouble of replacing the prosthetic body.
What a weak little girl, making such a fuss.
In those days of strangulation, there were fierce men who used their skulls to catch bullets and their faces to catch heavy fingered tigers with steel nails.
His chest had been cut by a chain saw, and the muscles and one and a half ribs were severed. The wound was just a hair away from cutting off his heart. He had taken at least seven or eight bullets all over his body... and this was just as an act.
A prostitute is living a normal life in Xiacheng District.
But seeing Xiaoya looking at her broken right arm in horror and self-blame, her body shaking violently and trembling, Hangsha still didn't directly say what she originally wanted to say.
He was silent for a moment and explained in relatively euphemistic words: "This is actually a minor injury to me. After all, my internal organs are not damaged at all. The most serious injury is
My brain and heart are completely fine. It looks scary, but it doesn’t have much impact.”
"But your right arm, I'm afraid-"
"Just replaced it with a new one, it's not a big problem."
Strangler said nonchalantly.
Strangler will not lament or feel sorry for what has happened, because it means nothing.
This is something he has understood since he was very young.
He didn't assemble too many prosthetic bodies for himself before because his fighting method back then mainly turned his body into fire. For him, he didn't need much powerful defense or strength, because the fire of the furnace only needed
One touch will incinerate the enemy.
On the contrary, if too many prosthetic bodies are assembled, the speed of turning into fire will be slower. After all, it is not his own body, and the structure is complex. Assimilating it with magic will take longer to affect him, which means that he
His reaction speed will be slower - maybe he has realized that someone is shooting at him, but he has no time to turn into flames and dodge the attack.
Even a pause of only 0.5 seconds can be fatal. Not to mention that the impact of changing the prosthetic body on the spell is far more than this 0.5 seconds. There may be a delay of two or three seconds.
But things are different now.
Losing the powerful furnace fire has allowed Strangler to lift many restrictions. It doesn't matter if he is missing an arm or something, he can just replace it with a powerful prosthetic hand. This was what he originally planned, but he was suddenly sent out on a business trip before he could do it.
Just a replacement.
The only surprise is that the one that Strangler originally planned to replace was actually his left hand.
After all, his dominant hand is his right hand, which is more dexterous and powerful. As for the prosthetic hand, whether it is the dominant hand or not does not matter much, so most people will replace their unfavorable hand with one that can perfectly respond to brain instructions.
Prosthetic hands that make mistakes.
However, the time to rescue Xiaoya is too tight.
Strangler subconsciously stretched out its more dexterous, more agile, and more powerful hand. As a result, it suffered a powerful attack that maimed it.
As for the subsequent injuries, Strangler tried to recycle the waste with the calm thinking of "the arm is already useless anyway, so it's better to let it take more damage".
He has always been ruthless and cruel.
Not just to enemies.
He has no mercy for his comrades, companions, and subordinates—even for himself.
With this thought in mind, he held his broken right arm with his left hand and asked Xiaoya calmly: "Is there a knife on the boat?"
".knife"
Xiaoya became nervous: "Are there any enemies?"
"No, I want to cut off this useless arm. Leaving it hanging like this will be very painful and may cause infection. It would be better if there is wine and fire. According to the general legend, there should be wine on the ship.
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Strangler said nonchalantly.
But when he saw the expression on Xiaoya's face, it became more and more complicated.
The look she looked at him, a look that was mixed with heartache, pity, self-blame, and sadness, made Strangler's heart suddenly tremble.
"Doesn't it hurt?"
The girl's voice trembled: "Why are you so patient, Mr. Strangler?"
——At that moment, an illusion flashed before his eyes.
He had a strong feeling of vomiting. It was like being punched in the stomach. If he didn't cover his mouth immediately, he might even vomit out stomach acid.
In front of the strangulation, Xiaoya stretched out her hand to touch herself, but did not dare to touch her, and she overlapped with her mother.
Ridiculous laughter, sarcasm, ridicule, awakening from memory along with the pain from the cracks in the bones.
It was like a dull pain sensation that was completely restored in an instant.
For the first time, Hangzhou took a breath because of the pain on his body.
That was something that Hangsha thought he had forgotten a long time ago.