The scarred man was overjoyed. He didn't expect that he would meet a special person with healing powers in a random hiding place.
It’s true that God never stops me!
"Who are you?"
The young man looked at the uninvited guest who was covered in wounds and bleeding.
"It doesn't matter who I am, tell me, do you have healing abilities?!"
The scarred man walked forward excitedly, startling the birds in the yard, and fluttered their wings and flew up to protect the young man.
"Don't get me wrong, I have no hostility." Seeing these birds, including some ferocious raptors, the scarred man calmed down: "Have you heard of the Dark Night Club? I am Yue Wu, a senior cadre of the Dark Night Club. I was attacked by the enemy not long ago.
, is seriously injured and needs your help."
"As long as you help me heal my injury, I can give you a large reward and introduce you to the Dark Night Club."
"Dark Night Club..." The young man fell silent. This name was known to everyone in Li City. It was a notorious organization of special persons that had done a lot of bad things secretly. It controlled the entire Li City, and even the law enforcement team
There is nothing we can do against them.
From his mother's mouth, the young man knew that the Dark Night Society had been in trouble recently, and was being surrounded and suppressed by people sent by the temple. If nothing else happened, it would soon disappear from Licheng.
"Thank you for your kindness. I have no intention of entering the Dark Night Club." The young man shook his head: "I can't cure your injury, so you should leave. I won't tell others that you have been here."
"Stop talking nonsense and help me treat it quickly!" The scarred man was anxious. His injury could not be delayed any longer: "If you dare to refuse my Dark Night Club's request, do you know what the consequences will be?"
The young man was indifferent.
"You have to be treated today, even if you don't want to be treated!" The man with the scar finally got impatient and rushed forward.
"唳!"
"Jiji!"
Seeing that the young man was in danger, the birds in front of him gave a warning cry and attacked the scarred man.
The one rushing at the forefront was a brown goshawk, its sharp claws flashing with cold light as it clawed at the scarred man's face.
The scarred man used his good right hand to protect his face, then found the right opportunity, grabbed it, and threw it out.
But it was not only the goshawks that fought against him, but also other birds. They swarmed up, surrounded the scarred man, and kept attacking the scarred man with their sharp beaks and claws.
"Get away!" The scarred man roared, and a wave of air swept out, briefly clearing a blank area around him, "Even if I am seriously injured, you beasts can't stop me!"
The scarred man stepped forward and punched out, hitting a black curly tail in front of him hard.
"Ji!"
With a cry, black feathers flew in all directions, and the black curly tail was blown away by a punch, hitting the wall of the yard hard, leaving a ball of blood on the wall and falling to the ground.
The death of the black curly tail did not make the other birds flinch, but instead aroused their ferocity and rushed towards the scarred man even more recklessly.
It's a pity that it's useless. The scarred man is so powerful that he can take away a flying bird with every punch, forcing a way out of the siege of the birds.
He quickly came to the young man and slapped away the charging black cat. The scarred man stretched out his hand and pinched the young man's neck, saying in a cold voice: "Give me treatment."
The young man's face was calm, and he did not feel that he was in danger at all. He still shook his head.
"Are you really not afraid of death?" The scarred man's hand increased in strength, and the boy suddenly felt that it became difficult to breathe.
"If you want to kill, just kill." The young man's eyes were very calm, as if he had looked down on life and death, but when he looked at the dead birds in the yard, there was a look of regret.
The scarred man's face turned cold, and he gradually increased the strength in his hands, slowly lifting the young man up.
The boy's face turned red, his breathing became tight, and his brain began to lose consciousness.
But he didn't struggle. Looking at the birds in front of him that were desperately attacking to save him, he used his last strength to say a word.
"Let's go."
An invisible force rippled out, and the surrounding birds immediately flew away. Driven by this force, they flew outward.
But they didn't leave too far. They kept circling and calling above the yard, but they couldn't get close to the yard.
"Do you still have this kind of power?" The scarred man was a little surprised: "If we change the time and place, I would be very interested in discussing it with you, but unfortunately I am not free now. As long as you promise to give me treatment, I will let you go immediately.
, and will also leave you a rich reward."
"How was it?"
The boy closed his eyes.
"I don't believe you are really not afraid of death!" The scarred man became angry and lifted the young man up with one hand, causing the wheelchair to overturn to the ground.
It became increasingly difficult to breathe and his consciousness became increasingly blurred. There was no fear of death on the young man's face, but a hint of relief.
Seeing this, a ruthless look flashed in the scarred man's eyes.
"Brother, why do our birds keep flying in the sky?"
A clear voice came from inside the house, and an eleven or twelve-year-old girl opened the door, just in time to see the bloody scarred man choking the boy.
The little girl was so frightened that she suddenly lost the right to think and stared blankly at the scene in front of her.
Seeing the little girl appear, the boy's calm expression finally changed. He didn't know where the strength came from, he raised his hands with difficulty, grabbed the scarred man's right hand, and tried to open his palm.
Looking at the little girl who had a similar appearance to the boy, the scarred man seemed to understand something, a smile appeared on his face, and he let go of the boy with his right hand.
"Ahem!" As soon as he landed on the ground, the inhalation of a large amount of air stimulated the young man's lungs and made him cough violently. However, the young man could not care about himself at all and anxiously shouted to the door: "Yao Yao! Run!
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Hearing her brother's call, the little girl finally reacted and subconsciously prepared to shout. The scarred man suddenly appeared in front of her and covered her mouth.
"Uh-huh--"
The little girl struggled fiercely, trying to break away from the scarred man's control, but to no avail.
"Let go of my sister, I'll treat you...cough cough cough!" The young man became anxious and coughed violently.
"It would have been better if it had been like this." A smile appeared on the scarred man's face, and he knocked the little girl unconscious with a knife, and then led her to the young man.
"Don't make any small moves. If I get nervous, I don't know what will happen." The scarred man put his hand on the little girl's head and threatened.
"I know." The young man understood that the matter had come to this, and could only obey the scarred man's order and regain his calm expression.
Stretching out his hands, the boy pressed the wound on the scarred man's left arm, activating the power within his body.
A faint white glow emerged from his hand, constantly healing the wound.
Feeling the burning breath subside from the wound, the scarred man's face was filled with joy, but before he could be happy for long, he saw that the intensity of the boy's treatment gradually weakened.
"What are you doing?!" The scarred man's face suddenly darkened.