Adrenaline acted together, and Zhang Jingzhe quickly became excited, and then he felt the pain all over his body rising sharply.
The white ghost who stared at Zhang Jingzhe's pupils could see at a glance that the adrenaline was taking effect, and he squinted his eyes and continued to pour alcohol.
Suddenly, screams rang out again in the operating room.
After more than a dozen bottles of alcohol were poured out, Zhang Jingzhe, who had been tortured and tortured, watched in horror as the white ghost actually sewed up his hamstring.
The severed hamstring was corrected and sutured without anesthesia. There was another painful roar in the operating room. After the wound on the ankle was bandaged, Bai Ghost looked at Zhang Jingzhe with a smile and said with fear in his eyes,
"The game has just begun, don't die so quickly, do you understand?"
"Xiba", after seeing the cold and cruel indifference in the white ghost's eyes, Zhang Jingzhe, who understood that it was useless to beg for mercy, suddenly cursed crazily.
White Phantom chuckled and reached out to touch Zhang Jingzhe's carotid artery. Zhang Jingzhe soon fell into a coma due to lack of oxygen in his brain. He was dragged out of the clinic by White Phantom and thrown into a taxi.
I opened the door of the taxi cab and was thinking about how to get back and drive my Harley-Davidson motorcycle when I heard the roar of the motorcycle engine.
I saw a motorcycle parked in the corner dozens of meters away, driving over on its own and parking behind the taxi.
Bai Ghost smiled, got into the taxi, and drove to an open-air parking lot far away from the clinic, so as not to affect the ongoing revenge if the stick policeman who had dealings with the clinic discovered Zhang Jingzhe.
After getting on the motorcycle and joining William, White Ghost saw William looking at his watch and saying, "It looks like there won't be much to see for a while. I'll go back to London to have dinner with my family" before he could speak.
White Ghost nodded hurriedly. To be honest, he actually didn't want William to watch him transform into a demon to punish and torture another demon.
So, when he heard that William was leaving, White Phantom had no intention of staying.
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About two hours passed unknowingly? Zhang Jingzhe, who was in a coma, was woken up by the sound of a "clang, clatter" train.
As soon as his hands and feet moved, a sharp pain shot into his head? Zhang Jingzhe soon woke up completely.
"Hahaha"? When he found out that he was not dead, Zhang Jingzhe laughed crazily.
But before he could laugh a few times, the two cheeks that had been hit so hard, and the mouth where seven or eight teeth were missing, were so painful that he didn’t dare to laugh anymore.
"Bastard? Damn madman", holding back the pain all over his body, he lay in the back parking space and cursed for a while.
Zhang Jingzhe, who was almost going crazy with pain, endured the pain and diverted his attention to other things.
And when you think about it? You can’t help but think about how the white ghost found you.
Tracker.
As soon as this idea came to his mind, Zhang Jingzhe ignored the wounds on his hands and feet and the pain all over his body. He opened the car door and climbed out, lying on the ground and groping for the tracker.
But even the soles of the shoes and hair were searched, and nothing was found? He cursed a few words in a panic, and then started to search the tires and the rear of the car again. He also searched the rear of the car, the chassis and other places? No trackers were found either.
.
But not finding it made Zhang Jingzhe fearful.
This means that the equipment used by the opponent is not available to ordinary people.
Zhang Jingzhe was lying on the ground. He stared at the sky and observed carefully for a while. He didn’t find any drone. Instead, he glanced at it with his peripheral vision.
Turning to one side, he saw a bulldog squatting under a streetlight not far away.
Damn it.
Zhang Jingzhe, who had all the hairs on his body standing on end and his heart beating wildly, was secreted of adrenaline. Without thinking, he opened the door, started the taxi and fled without knowing what was going on.
Freddy, who was blessed with a feeling of fear, actually opened his short legs with a smile on his face, and followed him slowly and without any rush.
William had previously told him to keep an eye on Zhang Jingzhe's soul, but Freddy was just happy that he was still useful to William.
But now that he discovered that Zhang Jingzhe was human on the outside, but a complete devil in his heart and soul, Freddy was already thinking about how to drive Zhang Jingzhe even crazier in order to get a high-quality soul.
Even if you can completely turn into a demon in the human world, then the value of this soul will be quite high.
After all, outright villains and scum are just as rare as truly good people.
Zhang Jingzhe, who was frightened by Freddy and ran away in a panic, drove the taxi for more than an hour before calming down and thinking that he had to go to Busan. He looked at the road signs on the road, but did not notice the taxi's gas.
On the watch, the indicator needle is already in the red area indicating no oil.
Not ten minutes later, a 'ding ding ding' sound came.
Zhang Jingzhe looked down and found that the car was almost out of gas. He immediately started to curse, "Xiba, why the hell am I so unlucky? Not only did I meet a madman, but I also met a haunting wild dog."
After sitting in the car and cursing for a while, I suddenly thought that since I couldn't find the tracker, I might as well find another car.
Thinking of this, Zhang Jingzhe turned the steering wheel, reduced the speed of the car and crashed into a tree on the side of the road.
The front of the car was deformed due to the impact, but the engine was not affected, let alone driving. The car was parked on the side of the road.
And by sitting like this, he is telling other passing vehicles that he has been in a car accident and needs help.
The second is to guard against Freddy who transforms into a bulldog, so that when he can't get a taxi, he can still drive away for a while.
A few minutes later, Zhang Jingzhe, who was so frightened by Freddy that he had been sitting in the car and did not dare to get out of the car, saw a bright light shining on the reflector from behind the car.
He reached out and grasped a plum blossom screwdriver found in the car, planning to open the door as soon as he got into someone else's car.
He kept waving to the cars in the distance.
The closer the approaching car got, the more dazzling the lights became. Zhang Jingzhe stood on the side of the road with a smile, thinking about observing how many people were in the car first, and whether he should take action.
But when he saw clearly that the car driving over was actually a military vehicle, Zhang Jingzhe's pupils shrank in fear.
I cursed in my mind how bad my luck was, stopping a car at random, and it turned out to be a carload of Korean soldiers with guns.
"Sir, do you want help?"
The lieutenant sitting in the passenger seat of the military vehicle looked suspiciously at Zhang Jingzhe, who had wounds on both sides of his mouth and a plaster cast on his left hand.
And Zhang Jingzhe was thinking about whether to risk getting in the car and looking for an opportunity to kill the driver and lieutenant in the back seat.
When a car light flashed in the distance, a military truck was seen slowly stopping behind the military jeep.
At a glance, he saw a dozen soldiers with oil paint on their faces and camouflage uniforms sitting in the car, staring at him with confusion and curiosity.
Zhang Jingzhe was so frightened that his heart almost stopped.
"Sir, do you need help?"
The lieutenant in the military jeep stared suspiciously at Zhang Jingzhe, who had an expressionless face but wide-open eyes.
Fortunately, it was past three o'clock in the night, and with insufficient light, Lieutenant Bangzi thought Zhang Jingzhe was frightened by the soldiers on his side.
He lowered his tone and asked again, "We are going to Busan. If you are on the way, I will give you a ride."