After the ghost-eyed monster laughed a few times, he said: "What are you afraid of? I don't want to kill you. Come here, take this knife and stab me."
Doctor Wang looked at the sharp knife he handed over and shook his head in panic. He said anxiously: "Sir, I don't dare."
"What else are you afraid of? Haven't you ever taken a knife in front of me? Come on, do it!" Guimu sneered.
After hearing this, Dr. Wang quickly knelt on the ground in fear. Guimu clutched the sharp knife and said quietly: "If you don't want to, forget it, I can do it myself."
He put his left hand on the table, then gritted his teeth and stabbed it with a knife. The back of his hand was pierced by the sharp knife, and blood flowed for a while. Doctor Wang stood up quickly, ready to bandage him.
Guimu endured the pain, and his left hand trembled slightly. He opened his bloodshot eyes and saw that his wounds were gradually healing, leaving not even a trace of scars.
He laughed loudly and contentedly, waving his bloody hands in front of Dr. Wang's eyes. "Look, I can be like No. 21, not afraid of swords and guns, and I am immortal."
At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Guimu took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood on his hands, and said loudly: "Come in."
An icv member quickly walked into the room and said, "Oh no, Mr. Guimu, the Security Bureau is planning to execute several of our members in public."
"Oh? Don't they always appear to be kind? Are they really going to kill people in public?" Guimu continued to wipe the blood on his hands and spoke slowly, as if he was not in a hurry at all.
Dr. Wang said: "Sir, they want to destroy our prestige. Maybe they just want to anger us so that we can come forward."
Guimu sneered and said: "Then these fools from the Security Bureau don't understand me very well. How could I risk my life for a few useless prisoners? Just kill them if they want. I will do it for these poor people like me."
Make your subordinates a tomb."
The icv member who came to tip off the news said: "But among the people who are about to be executed, there is also Senior Shouke."
Guimuna's hand holding the handkerchief suddenly stopped. After being silent for a while, he said: "Since they want to lure me into taking the bait, then I'll just play with them."
"Absolutely not, Mr. Guimu, the Security Bureau must have been prepared and waiting for you to step into a trap." Dr. Wang said worriedly.
Guimu sneered, and took the bloody knife and slashed his neck again. The sharp blade pierced his skin and briefly sank into his flesh. But when the knife just left his neck,
The wound disappeared. "Now that I am immortal, am I still afraid of their traps?"
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Several ICV prisoners were kneeling at the door of the Security Bureau. Their heads were covered with black cloth bags, and their hands and feet were bound by iron shackles.
Several onlookers waved their fists and shouted: "Kill them, kill them! Let them pay with blood!" In fact, these angry people are not ordinary citizens, but some members of the Security Bureau. For safety reasons
, other people had already been evacuated.
Among the prisoners kneeling in a neat row, there were also several members of the Security Bureau mixed in. They pretended to be frightened and their bodies were shaking constantly.
Gu Siyi looked around cautiously and said to Liu Weike beside him: "Gui Mu is a ruthless person. Do you think he will come in person for a few prisoners?"
Liu Weike said: "He has a complex and changeable personality. Although he is inhumane to other people, he has a deep love for Luo Shan. Perhaps the life and death of Luo Shan's father is not insignificant to him. We
All we have to do is take a gamble."
She glanced at the thin man not far away. The frail old man was kneeling on the ground, almost unable to straighten his back. Although he also had a black bag on his head, as long as you could notice his wrinkled neck,
His identity can be easily distinguished by his hands and his rickety figure.
He said to the members of the Security Bureau who were guarding him: "You'd better take action quickly and give this old man a happy life. It's worth living to this age. It's time to reunite with my old wife."
The member of the Security Bureau put a gun to the back of his head and said: "Be calm and don't talk."
Liu Weike looked around, but still didn't find any unfamiliar faces. She said to a member of Team 13: "Let's do it."
The team member nodded, turned around and said to his companions guarding the prisoners: "Shoot!"
The thin man who was covered with a black cloth bag could not see the surrounding situation, but he seemed to be able to see that the god of death was already waving to him. He was still a little uneasy at the moment, his back was tense, and his old hands were resting on his thighs, palms
Sweating slightly.
Several gunshots suddenly rang out, and he heard the sound of people falling to the ground heavily from both sides. The air was also filled with a thick smell of blood, and bright red blood flowed to the thin man's side, making it wet.
His trousers.
After a few more gunshots, he heard the sound of the prisoner falling to the ground again. However, the pistol pressed against his head did not emit bullets. His body was shaking slightly, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
When he was arrested into the security bureau, he had long been prepared to die. But he still couldn't help but feel frightened. He wished he had been shot to death earlier, so that he wouldn't have to endure such mental stress.
torture.
In fact, the few people who fell next to the thin man were not prisoners, and they did not die. They were prisoners pretending to be members of the Security Bureau, and the blood staining their clothes also came from broken blood bags.
At this moment, several bullets suddenly fired at the members of the Security Bureau who were responsible for guarding the prisoners. Several members quickly dodged. They were wearing thick body armor, and their lives were not endangered by this attack.
Liu Weike had already known that a strange vehicle was approaching through the hidden communication device worn on his ear, so he had already taken precautions and sent a signal to the members in advance.
"Mr. Ghost Eyes is here to save us!" A man shouted with joy.
He tried to pull off the black bag on his head, but was pushed to the ground by the security bureau member next to him. "Be honest!"
I saw a black van driving nearby, with sniper rifles exposed behind the half-opened windows. When the door was opened, several men wearing silver masks quickly walked out. They were wearing exactly the same clothes.
Even the heights are very similar.
Gu Siyi stared at the men closely, frowning and saying, "Who is the real ghost?" He raised his pistol, pointed it at one of the men and pulled the trigger.
