In Saladin Medical Clinic, a surgeon who was about thirty-five years old said this to the injured patient.
"The real tragedy is that your life is wasted."
Mrs. Bai's products and panaceas were neatly placed beside the operating table, and the shadowless lamp illuminated the doctor's angular face.
He has beautiful champagne-colored blond hair. He is a rare and handsome uncle in Saladin Town. He has red lips, white teeth and a bearded face. He has a pair of tourmaline-like eyes with slightly dilated pupils. It seems that due to extreme excitement, his brain has produced strange
stress.
We can know from the doctor’s department work certificate——
——His name is Maguire, he is thirty-six years old and has no psychic abilities.
However, a strange and inexplicable surge of spiritual energy came from this ordinary man's body.
It was so hot that it poured through Maguire's limbs and onto the blade of the scalpel, making the blade scalding hot.
Injured patients treated under anesthesia originally had to remove the broken bones and rotten flesh from the body, and then be completely cured by Mrs. White's products or panacea. However, in Maguire's eyes, the patient's strong body had a special meaning.
"Let me have a taste..."
The knife cut across the scarred right arm, and Maguire removed a piece of shoulder and neck scar. The wound quickly stopped bleeding under the heat of the blade.
He calmly took out two small bottles from the medical tool box, containing chopped fennel roots and white pepper and salt grains.
He carefully held the piece of meat and gently tapped the plump fat with a scalpel. This was the patient's source of energy and the perfect moment for the fat to fully exude its sweet fragrance.
His throat moved, and he moved gently and meticulously, applying a little salt, powder, and spices evenly on the ingredients until the blood was boiled out, and the fishy smell was squeezed out along with the water. He put the food into his mouth, and then his eyes widened.
Crossing the boundaries of time and space——
——Maguire saw the memory of the injury.
It was an old hunter from the lynx hunting group in the Xuefeng Mountain area of the Elf Holy Land.
The hunter waved the ice stick and climbed up the cliff with difficulty.
He could feel the patient breathing heavily. In the hypoxic environment on the side of the ice cliff, it seemed that his physical strength could not sustain him to the next settlement.
The thick fur collar was stained with sweat, and the cold tundra north wind blew it into pieces of frosty leaves. They hung on the clothes, making the body heavier.
On the fast and steep slope, the wounded man couldn't fight off his fear. He finally looked down and saw two hunting companions hanging on his safety rope. But at this glance, the mist from the dark abyss almost threatened to kill him.
Drive him crazy.
He doesn't have long to live, and if he continues to carry these two burdens with him, he will die without a trace of peace.
The screams of birds of prey could be heard from the deep canyons. The wounded man made up his mind, took out his hunting knife and slashed the rope around his waist.
Again and again, again and again.
Until the thick rope reveals petals and strands of twine.
His body suddenly became extremely relaxed, and his heart seemed to relax as well...
I didn't hear the sound of my partner landing, and there seemed to be a dead silence under the canyon.
He has no time to care about the life and death of his companions, he just wants to survive - that's all.
Then swing the ice ax and climb up!
He thought so, pulling on his zombie-like limbs, and with a strong will to survive, he climbed onto platform 12. However, he did not find his companions in the hunting group. What was waiting for him in the settlement was actually three adult golden animals.
Gryphon.
These chimera monsters with griffin heads and lion bodies and snake tails discovered him almost immediately. They seemed to smell the remorse on his body for abandoning his companions. He was broken by a huge force and his arm was smashed to pieces.
After breaking the sternum, he grabbed the griffin's feathers tightly, was lifted into the sky, and fell back to the second peak of Xuefeng Mountain.
He rolled all the way, suffering countless injuries and colliding back and forth between solid ice and bare rock. Only then did he discover that the ice pick had pierced one of the griffin's wings.
He fell back into a water well depression in the Artemis camp and was still alive. He was eventually taken back to the infirmary by the hunters and presented to Maguire.
Now this injured patient has multiple fractures in his body, and there is still a lot of golden eagle griffon essence left in his body.
"Alphonse." Maguire whispered the real name of the injured person: "You are a member of the lynx hunting group and a warrior who defeated the north wind. Who could have thought that you are so blessed and so lucky, and so brave.
, you are so lucky that you actually abandoned two companions and threw them into the abyss of the Elf Holy Land..."
"I'm afraid no one can try you except David Victor. They can't find any evidence to prove that you killed someone. In order to protect yourself, you killed your close friends and relatives in the hunting group."
"Now that you have become a famous and experienced hunter, you returned to the infirmary with scars all over your body, and you also killed a golden eagle gryphon, how should people tell your story? Alphonse? If you are still conscious?
If you can hear me, why don't you speak? What should you say? A few words to excuse your sins? Find some excuse for your unkind and despicable behavior?"
Dr. Maguire played with the knife in his hand like a juggler, with an excited smile on his face.
"Fortunately, you met me. How could such a coincidence happen in the world..."
"Let you, a treacherous and evil person, fall under the blade of my White God."
"I really want to know...I really want to taste it!"
He lowered his head and body and looked at the face of the wounded man. The dying wounded man was still struggling to his death, wandering between life and death.
"What does your heart and liver taste like? Your kidneys, your stomach, and your intestines. I really want to cut them open and taste them."
"Pull out your eyeballs? How about trying this dessert first? Sneak it home and make it into candies?"
Maguire's knife was getting closer and closer to the injured person's face, and he gently used the back of the knife to hold up the flexible eyelids.
"Just drive a nail down this road and you will forget all this. Even David Victor will not be able to find the sin in you."
"Alphonse, what should I do? Spare your life? Can I help you get rid of the crime?"
"This scalpel is inhabited by Belloberg's spirit. It seems to be urging me to continue to slay demons. A scumbag like you who betrayed his friends and survived will not die under Belloberg's sword."
End of life, right?"
Maguire licked the burnt blood on the scalpel, and more memories of the injury emerged in his mind.
"You are a complete scumbag, Alphonse."
"In the hunting group, you ask the newcomer to wash your socks, dominate the dressing room of your female colleagues, but secretly sniff other people's clothes."
"The two people you killed were a surveyor from the hunting group and a geologist from the secret library. It was you who discovered the golden eagle gryphon. You were so overjoyed that you ignored the dissuasion of others and insisted on climbing up Xuefeng Mountain to find it.
Cub of the Chimera. This is all your fault."
"Belloberg! You think so too? If the gunsmith were here -"
"——This monster in human skin will never survive for a minute!"
Maguire raised the knife with the intention of committing murder and wanted to skip the trial process and directly sentence Alphonse to death.
At this time, noisy and strange shouts came from outside the operating room, which calmed Maguire down.
A young nurse opened the door in a panic, screaming with fear: "Director! Director Maguire! Robbers are coming to rob the medical clinic! They are going to rob the hospital!"
Maguire had already stood up completely. He looked like an iron-faced and benevolent doctor who was treating the wounds on Alphonse's body while cleaning up the scorched marks on the scalpel to destroy the evidence of cannibalism.
"What's wrong?"
The little nurse explained nervously: "There were four vicious gangsters. They rushed into the front door and headed to the pharmacy. The tall one pointed a gun at the head of the old Chinese medicine doctor. The other two ran to collect medicinal materials, and one occupied the
The cash register, but you can’t open the cash drawer without the password.”
Maguire immediately understood that these gangsters were professionals——
——Clear division of labor, rich experience, and came here for medicine and cash.
"You take care of Alphonse's injury. Don't worry, I'm here."
The little nurse immediately asked worriedly: "Director! Are you going to be okay? Our medical center relies entirely on you to take care of it! If you have any problems..."
Maguire immediately stepped forward, took off his gloves and rubbed the nurse's head and neck, hugged the young nurse's waist, and pressed her scalp to calm her down.
The warm and broad arms make the nurse lady fascinated and full of security.
Mr. Maguire whispered: "I know what they want. These remnants of the war gang are greedy for life and afraid of death. Unless they are forced to a desperate situation, they will not take my life. Don't worry, there are some problems that don't need to rely on bullets and bullets."
Psychic power can be solved with words.”
"Well..." The little nurse broke away from Mr. Maguire's arms, her face flushed, and she squeezed to the side of the operating table.
Before leaving, Maguire took one more look at the injured Alphonse, but there was no change in his eyes.
"Danny, do the disinfection first."
The nurse went to the sink with the robber on her mind and no precautions.
Maguire took away most of the White Lady's products, leaving only a special bottle of panacea. This bottle also contained part of the fluoride waste liquid, which was collected during his work as an anesthesiologist.
poison.
He has no moral burden, no concept of law and conscience.
Maguire knew that Dani was about to become an accomplice, and they were going to go beyond the process of procedural justice and send Alphonse to hell together. It didn't matter even if the little nurse killed someone with his own hands - that's what he thought.
For more than three months, the spirit of Belloberg in the scalpel has always affected his thinking. He believes that this is a kind of inheritance and a gift from heaven.
Before the news of the gunsmith's death reached Saladin, the moment Belloberg was defeated and destroyed in the Shinto City, many living elves returned to the Holy Land, wandering among the deep valleys, and various psychic mediums
Carrying these elves, it eventually fell into Maguire's hands.
He could vaguely feel that there were many brothers and sisters like him who had the spirit of Beloberg, and they were also affected by the gunsmith——
——When holding this type of psychic prop, it is similar to the state of Xiao Qi wearing the Heart of Steel.
It's just that Belloberg's sword spirit is more like a one-way output, transmitting the gunsmith's spiritual thoughts when fighting with the sword to these people.
Belloberg has tasted the blood of countless cultists. Not to mention a thousand blood-granting monsters died under this sword, as many as eight hundred. They were all powerful enemies with full armor and high health. They were targets that could not be eliminated by bullets.
You need this sharp blade of light to cut through their flesh and blood.
During this period, Maguire's temperament changed drastically, his observation became sharper, he awakened his cannibalism quirk, and he was able to restore the patient's injury experience by tasting the scars. An inexplicable [hungry] control
Hold him.
When he walked back to the hall, he bumped into four brothers from the war gang.
Andro held a firearm, held the old aunt at the cashier in the front hall hostage, and threatened sternly: "Is your director here? Ask him to open the cash box! Be obedient!"
On the other side, Big B and Ajie were very disciplined. They split up on both sides of the waiting chair to search for the money in the hands of the patients' relatives and asked the patients' relatives to obediently hand over all the life-saving money.
They set the target of the robbery as a hospital, which was a very cruel and wise choice.
Most of the armed personnel here are injured and cannot form combat effectiveness in a short period of time. Many weak patients will also become hostages. The armed employees stationed at Saladin Military Station and Guangling Zhixi will definitely not dare to violently break in. Once the hospital is cut off, the water supply will be cut off.
Electricity has become a battlefield for CQB. They cannot bear the responsibility for the dead, injured and sick patients.
"I am the director of the medical clinic. You want money, right?"
Maguire was calm and calm. He raised his hands and headed towards the cashier.
"Be obedient..." Andro became excited: "Yes! Be obedient!"
The situation was under control for a while, and many of the patients' family members were about to be killed. You must know that their relatives and friends are still lying in the ward and need to buy Mrs. Bai's products and panacea to save their lives. What these robbers are robbing is not money, but money.
It is the lives of their loved ones.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Maguire shouted loudly: "Don't harm ordinary people, all the cash in the cash box belongs to you."
Andro breathed a sigh of relief. Among the three brothers, Big B, who belonged to the Red Jack Circus, was the least humane. He was a greedy gangster clown who usually turned burglaries into killing the whole family. Now the Crazy Butterfly Cult was
Anonymous was crushed, and Big B seemed to have lost his old anger. Hearing that the director wanted to take money to settle the matter, he immediately sent back the wallets of the patient's relatives. This was a great thing.
It’s just that something happened on the other side——
——Maguire withdraws cash and puts a wad of bills into Ajie and Big B's bags.
Schopenhauer, who was in his forties, took advantage of this moment to grab a trainee nurse who was seventeen or eighteen years old and wanted to take the young girl to the registration work room.
"What are you doing?" Mr. Maguire said angrily, "You are here to make money, not to kill, right?!"
Andro was in a daze for a moment. The muzzle of the gun left the old aunt's head and he involuntarily pointed at his companion: "What are you doing?!"
Schopenhauer was shocked, his eyes were dry, his lips and teeth were hot.
"I... I just want to have sex... rob someone?"
Andro rolled his eyes and pointed the gun at his companion's crotch: "Don't make matters worse! Is there something wrong with your fucking mind? Are you waiting for Qingjin to collect DNA samples and chase you to the ends of the earth? I tell you! Criminals like you,
If caught, castrate first and then kill!"
"I...I just want to rob someone! I just want to rob someone!~" Schopenhauer was very honest. He hugged the trainee nurse and burst into tears. He was even a little aggrieved: "I am in my forties.
I’m an old virgin! I just want to rob someone! What’s wrong with me!”
At this moment, Maguire had murderous intentions——
——He knows that he has no psychic talent, but the spirit of Beloberg may be able to help him.
"Damn...you guys are so fucking damn..."
Seeing that the situation is about to get out of control, among the four brothers in the war gang, only Andro has a gun in his hand. If a fight breaks out in the hospital, who knows how many injured people will suffer.
At this time, a kind-hearted and kind-hearted priest squeezed in through the ajar door.
He held the Bible and the cross, as if raising his hands in surrender, and said with a smile.
"Hey! Hey hey! Wait! Wait a minute! Don't be so angry, brothers..."
This moment——
——Maguire smelled an unusually sweet smell, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat. The spirit of Belloberg attached to his body became extremely restless. There was a strong cannibalistic impulse for a moment.
I want to taste the flesh of this priest, I want to lick his skin, I want to drink his blood, and I want to chew his tendons!
Andro immediately turned his gun and pointed it at the intruder.
Jiang Xueming was so frightened that her "face turned pale" and seemed to be "weak and weak and about to faint."
He held on to the wall, his legs twitched and fell forward weakly. He staggered to Schopenhauer's side, squeezed and leaned against him, and immediately fell into Schopenhauer's arms.
Schopenhauer hugged the little nurse and this inexplicable priest, not knowing what to say.
Big B laughed and bent over: "Hahahahahaha!"
After the last crisis of trust, Andro did not dare to point the gun at his companions.
Xueming simply straightened her waist and pushed her hips, squeezed the little nurse out of Schopenhauer's arms, took out a poster from her pocket, turned a blind eye and whispered.
"Brother, believe me, once you get the money, Saladin will have a lot of things you like."
Schopenhauer was still angry at first. First, he was pointed at gunpoint by his brothers in the war gang, and then a nervous priest came in and fell into his arms without saying a word.
He took a closer look——
——The beast hybrid girl with protruding front and back curled up on the poster. This charming cover girl immediately awakened his bloodline and reminded him that he was also a blood donor.
"Oh! You're right! Father! Oh, my, my, my! Why should I rob someone when I have money?"
Schopenhauer held Jiang Xueming's shoulders, looking like he suddenly woke up.