Wow, the hem of the clothes was cold and pierced the air. The bearded man turned his head alertly and saw a black figure leaping high from the top of the stairs. He took a few steps across the sky, stepped down with one foot, and bang - suddenly there was a flower in front of him. Wait and look carefully.
Go, the companion who was drinking beer not far away, like a tattered sack, flew out with his burly body, rumbled into the debris pile behind, and detonated a bomb, all kinds of debris scattered everywhere like a goddess.
Flying around.
Includes a set of broken kitchen knives.
He picked up a chipped boning knife in the air, landed on the ground, turned around, stepped on it, the light of the blade flowing between his fingers, and met another foreign man who was shocked and pale.
Hissing, dazzling phantom white blade, I don’t know how many knives were swung out in the blink of an eye. I could only see the foreign man’s body shaking like chaff, his arms, chest, thighs, joints, waist and abdomen... He staggered back, and the dark red blood seemed to be gone.
Qian's fountain splashed in all directions until his back hit the wall. A slightly curved blade was pulled out from left to right, and the throat was sealed with a knife, ending.
Whoosh, whoosh, the blade light continued to fly at the fingertips at high speed, without any blood. He raised his hand backwards, and flew out of the air with a whoosh, "Ah -" the black pistol flew out, and the bearded man in front of the railing looked at the blade that pierced his palm.
Bone Knife couldn't help but let out a shrill scream, his expression was one of pain and disbelief.
To be fair, he reacted very quickly and was not alert enough. He immediately chose to draw the gun in his hand. When he raised it, the sudden attacker even had his back turned, but even in this situation, he still failed to pull the gun.
trigger……
Ignoring the futile sneak attack, in fact, I didn't even look at it after I swung the knife out. I walked to the pile of debris and looked down at the big foreign man who struggled several times but couldn't move.
That’s right, I didn’t get kicked to death by one kick... Then, I’ll make up for it...
With an expressionless face, he raised his leg, aimed it at the big man's neck, and stepped down with one foot. There was a clear sound of bones breaking, and the struggling body suddenly fell silent.
At this time, the sound of gun barrels was heard. Turning around, Massman was gnashing his teeth on the railing assembling a pistol. It was the black pistol that had just been thrown in. It was not broken, but the barrel spring and other parts were scattered. This
Obviously it's not a problem. Although Massman is not a serious shooter, foreigners are still familiar with guns. When he looked at it, he had already assembled it successfully.
Click, the bullet is loaded, and the safety is pushed open. Aiming at the beard who subconsciously retreated but had no room to dodge, his fingers moved slightly, the muzzle of the gun trembled, and then trembled again...
There was a clatter, the iron door railing opened, a palm touched the body of the gun, and he sighed in a light voice, "Doctor, your duty is to pick up the scalpel and save people." He pressed down, "Leave it to such a small thing as killing someone.
Just let me do it."
Massman struggled to move his eyes away, looking at the charming Asian face in front of him. He thought of something and released his palm: "You are..."
"I am!" He took the pistol and said, "I'm sorry, I'm late." Naturally, the person who came could only be Tang Chao. After getting off the plane, he first went to the medical center and then the police station to check for information.
Time is about to arrive until now, so I nodded and apologized.
"No, it's not yours..."
Massman shook his head, with a sad face. Before he could finish his words, a loud bang of gunshots exploded in the closed basement, and there were continuous screams. Not far away, a bearded man who wanted to take the opportunity to sneak out from the stairs
He fell down and rolled on the ground holding his shattered right leg and knee.
"This is not the place to talk." Tang Chao suggested sincerely, "I'll send you up first, Doctor."
"Okay..." He nodded subconsciously, then suddenly thought of something, Massman said hurriedly, "Rebecca! Rebecca is in their hands!"
"I know, so I want to ask you, doctor, to leave for a while." Pointing to the beard on the ground not far away, Tang Chao raised a smile and said, "Let me stay alone with him for a few minutes. I think he will be happy.
Tell me some useful news."
Ten minutes later, after a cordial and friendly exchange, Tang Chao walked out of the basement.
In front of you is a neatly maintained backyard lawn. Not far away is a small single-family villa. This is a wealthy residential area in Los Angeles. The security is very good and the concealment is also very good. This is where Massman was brought.
No one would notice the reason for his imprisonment, and the Tang Dynasty also took a lot of trouble to find out here.
Seeing Tang Chao come out, Massman, who was sitting on the lawn nearby, stood up quickly, but staggered before he could stand up straight. Tang Chao stretched out his hand to help him, "Doctor, what are you doing?"
"It's okay. Did you ask about your reaction after not eating for a day?"
Not eating for a day would not be the cause of this, it should be more due to the heavy pressure on the psychological nerves, but Massman obviously couldn't care less about it now, looking at Tang Chao eagerly.
He nodded a little and said, "I asked. It's not far from here. The guard is the person holding the DV player just now. Rebecca is not in danger now." After a pause, he looked at Massman, who was all light and airy. "You think we need to save him first."
People, why don’t you go inside first and find some food to fill your stomach?”
"Save people! There are dogs there, save people first!"
"Okay, I'll drive."
Tang Chao helped Massman walk to the front yard. When he passed by the outer window of the small single-family villa, out of professional sensitivity, the latter couldn't help but sniffed and subconsciously looked inside through the window. The open kitchen hall,
Including the corner leading to the stairs, there are more than ten twisted figures lying on the ground... or more accurately, they should be corpses, recently dead corpses. Massman can confirm this, the bloody lingering on the nose.
The flavor is fresh and rich.
"This is a hiding place for the opponent. Most of them are peripheral members with limited strength. It doesn't matter whether they are killed or not. The impact is not big... I just got off the plane and I might not be in a good mood, so I killed them all..."
Also looking at the killing scene in the house, Tang Chao gave a brief explanation. Massman nodded: "They deserve to die... This is actually my fault. I should have thought of that Ralph... Maybe you just got off the plane.
After knowing the situation, he was admitted to Kang Ruisi Medical Center a month ago. I was named to be responsible for his treatment. I didn’t think much about it at the time. After the examination, it was found that his heart function was in severe failure and he was almost on the verge of death.
Coincidentally, the donor he urgently needed for transplant was a perfect match for Xiaotang's previous transplant. I discovered this, but I was not alert, or I was a little alert, but I never dared to go that way.
Think, after all, this is too, too..."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! After opening his mouth several times, maybe he couldn't find the right adjective, or maybe he just didn't want to say it. Massman looked frustrated, "Now that I think about it, all this is a trap. He found out
Xiaotang's re-examination time has been waiting here for a long time. What's funny is that I couldn't connect all these things together before. I should have told you in advance..."
"This is obviously not your problem, doctor. There is no need to blame yourself." Tang Chao shook his head and said calmly, "You are a doctor. You should understand that there are so many patients in the world, with physical viruses and psychological viruses. You have to care about them, and you have to care about yourself.
He became a patient."
He narrowed his eyes and said, "As for that Ralph, I found some information on your office computer. If nothing unexpected happens, it should be the person I know..."
Having said this, Tang Chao's expression became a little complicated. He looked up at the tragic sunset that was as red as blood and smiled inexplicably, "Ah... this shit-like fate, you are really not merciful at all!"
"Huh?" Massman looked surprised.
Tang Chao did not explain, but just shook his head. He could not explain this matter.
Do you want him to say that this Ralph was alive in his previous life, and lived happily for a long time, until he died in his hands seven or eight years later...
There is no need to say much about killing people. It was just a normal employment mission. I can’t remember the details clearly. I only vaguely remember that he seemed to have killed him with a long-range sniper rifle.
It is obviously unreasonable to only talk about the problem of Ralph being able to live so long in his previous life. Heart failure is not the kind of congenital heart disease that has not yet developed in Tangdou before. He is destined not to live long unless
There was a successful heart transplant. This is how Ralph should have survived in his previous life. Judging from the probability of a matching donor, Tang Chao had to make a ridiculous conjecture...
In his previous life, the heart that Ralph transplanted was probably the one in Jelly Bean's body now.
This kind of thing...
It was no wonder that Tang Chao had a complicated expression and a lot of thoughts. He felt that there seemed to be a pair of invisible hands in the dark, trying hard to straighten the destiny line and restore it to its original track...