In the evening of the second day after being imprisoned in Huangfu's dungeon, Dugu escaped.
He attacked the bodyguard who came to deliver the dinner, escaped from the cell where he was being held, and spent two hours climbing from the basement -18th floor to the ground floor.
That’s right, for two full hours, this is because the Huangfu family even built the dungeon’s lifting racks to a very high level. The first floor is comparable to a dozen or so floors. It is deeply embedded in the ground, and almost oil is about to be dug out!
The lighting in the dungeon corridor is very sufficient, like daytime. Under such light, Dugu could not restrain his breath and sneak, so he had to bite the bullet and fight all the way. With the extraordinary skill of the pavilion master of the Thousand Killing Pavilion, he solved many bodyguards neatly. The pistols, diamond daggers, and bullet clips were seized... Just like this, he picked up the equipment while fighting monsters. When he got to the ground, Dugu had successfully fully armed himself.
For Dugu, the top priority is to escape from Huangfu’s house first, find some medicines to treat the wound that is about to worsen, get rid of the killers who are about to kill him, and then find a relatively safe place to stay. point.
So Dugu walked towards the gate of Huangfu's house without turning his head. He restrained his breath and used his stealth skills. The pure black figure melted into the night without a sound.
Not far away, a ten-person bodyguard patrol team came towards Dugu. Dugu held his breath and stuck himself flat against the dark corner. The bodyguard patrol team didn't notice anything and walked straight over.
Dugu: "… "
Darkness is my protective color.
My bloodthirsty, sinful, unbearable monster, the rotten breath that emanates from me, blends perfectly with the darkness, and when I lurk in the dark, no one can find me...
Humph.
- Dugu leaned against the wall that was frozen with a thick layer of frost by his own iceberg aura, and hummed coldly in his heart.
However, the frost on the wall is reflecting the pale light in the moonlight, it can't be more obvious! Not to mention the footprints condensed by the frost under his feet. The white footprints spread all the way from the direction of the dungeon to Dugu's feet. They are similar to the black footprints of small animals in the snow. Under the clear moonlight, the white footprints are like fluorescent indicators. Like a lamp, it shows the direction of Dugu!
However…
Strictly abide by the original setting, the patrol bodyguard, who has to wear sunglasses in the morning and evening, sullenly fell into contemplation three meters away from Dugu: "… "
It's so dark, I can't see anything with my sunglasses on. Where am I going? What am I doing? Why am I wearing sunglasses? Where is Captain? Am I still at Young Master Huangfu's house?
So, under the cover of night and sunglasses, Dugu successfully escaped from Young Master Huangfu's mansion and walked towards the hospital closest to Huangfu's house in his memory.
ten minutes later.
"Come out." When passing an inaccessible alley, Dugu suddenly stopped and said coldly.
It was quiet all around, no one was there.
Dugu snorted coldly, turned his head and walked into the dark alley where the moonlight could not shine, and said for the second time: "Come out, I am familiar with your breath."
As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of figures suddenly appeared in the darkness that was empty a moment ago! Dozens of icy and brutal murderous auras stabbed straight at Dugu like a sharp icicle.
Yes, in order to kill the pavilion master with the highest kung fu in the whole pavilion according to the rules, the Thousand Kill Pavilion was dispatched...
After a few seconds of silence, the leader said coldly, "Your mission to assassinate Young Master Huangfu has failed."
Dugu: "Huh."
The leader: "According to the rules of the Thousand Kills Pavilion, we must deal with you."
Dugu: "Huh."
He didn't say a word except humming, and his eyes were as cold as ice, but they were scorching hot.
"Failed killers don't deserve to live." After a moment of confrontation, a cool voice cut through the night, and then, dozens of killers each used their own skills to kill Dugu!
In fact, breaking the rules is unreasonable at all. It is very difficult to train a qualified killer, let alone a top killer like Dugu who is proficient in eighteen martial arts and stealth. The pavilion just doesn't need to be done.
But there is no way, after all, the settings are there!
Dugu's eyes widened, and he jumped high between the electric light and flint, and his two slender legs drew a beautiful arc in the dark night. Then, he landed steadily on the wall to avoid the first round of focus fire. He used the index fingers of both hands to hook up the two pistols inserted on the left and right sides of the belt. The jet-black muzzle circled in the air, and clusters of shining sparks burst out from the muzzle. The killer slumped to the ground as dull as a deflated sack.
After two shots, Dugu used his stealth skills, and Qing Jun disappeared in the wind. However, after a few seconds, he appeared in a dark corner opposite the wall. After two shots, two killers fell. .
In this alley where even the moonlight can't come in, Dugu is like a drop of water in the sea formed by darkness, suddenly jumping out with the waves, and then disappearing, every time he appears, he will drop at least two Killers... After all, these killers were cultivated by Pavilion Master Dugu himself, so Dugu understands the weaknesses and fighting habits of each of them! Knowing each other is very cheating!
So, after the 20-minute battle, Burial Love Thousand Kills Pavilion was tragically destroyed by the pavilion owner himself...
The disappearance of a terrorist and violent organization is also a great achievement. Congratulations!
Dugu stood up from the pool of blood on the ground.
When he killed the last person, the leader of the operation, Dugu ran out of bullets. The first and second strongest killers in the Thousand Kills Pavilion scrambled and fought like two beasts, tightly entangled together. Dugu pulled out the diamond dagger from his waist and stabbed the other party in the throat, and the other party also pulled out his boot shaft. The short knife attacked Dugu's heart, both of them were holding the knife in one hand, and the other hand was against the other's hand holding the knife. Because the strength was very close, it was a stalemate for a while...
After three minutes of stalemate, Dugu successfully froze the other party to death!
Very unexpected death! The leader said that he would not rest his eyes.
Dugu spat his bloody spit and said coldly, "Hmph, there is no one who can fight."
Immediately, he continued to walk in the direction of the hospital panting heavily. After the fight just now, he also had several new injuries on his body, one of which was still at the root of the thigh. I wonder if it was the main injury. The blood vessels of the blood are pouring, soaking half of the pants, and the visual effect is very similar to a ferocious aunt...
But yesterday morning, my stomach bleed for several hours and I didn't die, so according to this bleeding resistance setting, I can't die this time. Dugu looked calm and determined, avoiding pedestrians who didn't know the truth along the way, and arrived smoothly. The hospital in the target and sneaked in, bypassing the guards.
This hospital is famous for its high fees. Lonely is now penniless, and as the pavilion owner of the Thousand Kills Pavilion, he is also a dangerous person wanted by all countries in the world all the year round. Usually, the killers of the Thousand Kills Pavilion are injured by a killer who is a part-time doctor in the pavilion. However, the part-time doctor just now was killed by Dugu in the melee!
Following the light, Dugu found the doctor's duty room closest to him, and sneaked in silently like a ghost.
There was a young male doctor sitting in the duty room. He was burying his head and writing hard. His focused expression made his profile look even more handsome. He was wearing a clean and unwrinkled white lab coat. The inside was also snow-white. The shirt, the exposed hands and the skin on the face are also white as if exuding a faint soft light. Against this background, the thick and dark hair and eyebrows seem to be drawn with ink pen on white paper. Comes out generally delicate and delicate.
That's right, this is the world's number one physician - Dr. Xuanyuan.
Although I don't know why the world's number one doctor is still working hard at night...
With a cold breath, a blood-stained diamond dagger silently touched Doctor Xuanyuan's throat.
"Who?" Doctor Xuanyuan was startled, but soon calmed down.
As a doctor engaged in a high-risk occupation, Xuanyuan not only learned the necessary professional knowledge in the medical school, but also took a number of fighting-related courses, proficient in karate, sanda, judo, swordsmanship, shooting, and small grappling!
Although he was definitely no match for Dugu, who was a professional earner, Xuanyuan didn't panic when he didn't know the opponent's strength.
Dugu: "Huh."
Xuanyuan: "?"
After a few seconds, Dugu suddenly remembered that the word "hum" was not enough to express his meaning. He had to speak. He opened his mouth and said, "I..."
Xuanyuan raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "You are injured, do you want me to help you deal with it?"
The other party had already finished what he wanted to say, so Dugu was stunned and said, "Humph."
… but how did this guy know
"You have a heavy smell of blood on your body." Xuanyuan explained extremely understandingly, and then he raised his hands in a friendly gesture, "Let me go and see the wound first."
Dugu slowly loosened his grip on Xuanyuan, Xuanyuan raised his hands and turned around in surrender. His naturally curved lips made him look gentle and calm. Dugu seemed to have never thought of someone who had just been threatened by a knife. People will be so calm, and the dark pupils tremble slightly.
Two people, one is white, clean, gentle and jade-like, the other is black, covered in blood, cold and violent.
They stood opposite each other, staring at each other for a moment.
"Where is the wound?" Xuanyuan looked away, asked kindly, and pouted towards the corner of the room, "There is a disposal bed over there, you can sit down."
Dugu walked over and sat down, bloody footprints one step at a time.
He lifted up his shirt first, revealing his thin and slender waist, and removed the thick gauze that he had wrapped with amateur methods, and said coldly, "Gunshot wound, I picked out the bullet myself and took antibiotics. , but the wound seems to be infected."
Xuanyuan frowned and observed for a moment, then said, "What about the other wounds? You seem to be losing a lot of blood. I need to stop the bleeding first."
Dugu frowned and snorted coldly, but did not move.
Xuanyuan smiled in a good-natured manner, looked at Dugu from head to toe, and as expected, found the torn fabric at the base of the other's thigh and the hideous wound.
"Take off your trousers, I'll prepare something to stop the bleeding." Xuanyuan finished the order quietly, got up and walked towards the dressing room next door.
Dugu's facial lines were terribly stiff, he hesitated for a while, then pulled down his trousers through gritted teeth.