Looking at Gerile's severed hand, not only Chen Jiao was stunned, but the expressions of Fu Dahai and others were also frozen in an instant.
"Gerile's hand was really broken?" Fu Dahai's heart trembled violently.
Gerile has always been dominated by his fist strength. If he loses his fist, how will he face reality in the future
"Ah, you... who are you?" Suddenly, Fu Dahai burst into rage and stared at Xiao Feng beside the Dragon King, his eyes filled with endless murderous intent.
"Do you want to kill me? Haha, you can call me Yang Feng!" Xiaofeng looked at Fu Dahai jokingly and said indifferently: "However, you have no chance to take revenge. Of course, with your useless strength , you can’t take revenge either!”
"Kacha!" Fu Dahai and others clenched their fists, their eyes filled with scarlet red.
Wouldn't it be wrong to say whether they are Yang Feng's opponents? It's still unknown whether they can get out if they are locked up here. How can they take revenge
For an instant, the entire dungeon was silent.
And the broken-armed Gerile squeezed his arm tightly with one hand, and there was only despair and endless hatred in his eyes.
The Dragon King looked at Gerile and the others indifferently, twisted his neck slightly and said, "Xiao Feng, that's enough, let them stay here, let's go!"
"Yes, boss!" Yang Feng smiled coldly at Gerile and the others, and followed the Dragon King out of the dark dungeon.
... ...
In the hot summer, in the basement of a small county town, Liu Mang was lying on the hospital bed as if dead, with hanging bottles hanging all over his body.
Next to him, there was also a patient lying. The patient was a woman with blond hair. If Liu Mang were awake, he would be extremely surprised, because that person turned out to be the right hand of one of the two most powerful men around him.
The right hand is not dead! At this moment, his right hand was lying on the hospital bed, unable to move, and he could only move his eyes to look at Liu Mang.
Next to Liu Mang and his right hand stood a man holding a scalpel. This man was none other than the mysterious Liu Tianze.
At this moment, the ghost doctor Liu Tianze kept cutting Liu Mang's abdomen with his scalpel. Liu Mang's abdomen was punctured. Although his abdomen had been cleaned several times, the skin and flesh were still rotting.
All Liu Tianze has to do is cut off the rotten flesh...
He raised the knife and dropped it, and pieces of rotten flesh were cut off.
After a full hour, Liu Tianze stopped. Immediately, he took a needle from the side, and then took out a medicine with crispy antibiotics written on it. After breaking the glass mouth of the medicine with tweezers, he began to use the needle to suck the medicine in the bottle into the syringe.
Crisilin is a strange drug that can promote rapid growth of human cells.
If a piece of thigh is cut off, at normal speed, it will take at least three to five months for the flesh of the wound to grow back. However, if you take this kind of antibiotic, it only takes ten days and a half, or even less.
Liu Mang's abdomen was smashed. If he wanted to recover at a normal speed, it would probably take less than a year and a half. However, as long as he takes this kind of vitamin C, his abdomen will quickly gain weight and recover.
Seeing that Liu Tianze was about to give Liu Mang the antibiotic, his right hand's expression changed slightly: "Will the antibiotic affect the function of that part of his body?"
"The impact is definitely an impact. Things that are brittle are definitely not as good as things that grow normally." Liu Tianze said while sucking the medicine with a needle: "But don't worry, I will give him a pair of my special bone-strengthening medicine. He There will definitely be no problems with his body. On the contrary, his physical fitness will be stronger than before! Once he fully recovers, his strength will definitely be more terrifying than at his previous peak!"
After hearing this, the right hand no longer had any objections.
She looked straight at Liu Mang, her eyes filled with tears unconsciously.
Without Liu Mang, she and her sister would have died under the slaughtering knives of those killers long ago, and there would be no way they could survive until now.
She and her sister had followed Liu Mang for five years, and they had never seen Liu Mang suffer such horrific injuries. In the past, no matter what kind of killing situation he encountered, Liu Mang could escape... This time, it was the only time, almost no chance of death.
She really couldn't imagine who the Dragon King was, who could put Liu Mang, known as the God of Death, into such a desperate situation. This is unprecedented.
She secretly decided that when she recovered from her injury, she would go to Country M to kill the Dragon King and avenge Liu Mang.
Not long after, Liu Tianze was ready to directly insert a needle into Liu Mang's body near his abdomen.
After completing this procedure, Liu Tianze brought a bucket of Black Lake's sticky stuff. Then he put on his gloves and grabbed these sticky things and wiped them on Liu Mang's body. Even Liu Mang's face is no exception.
After doing this, he took out a large roll of gauze and wrapped Liu Mang, leaving only a pair of eyes and nose.
Looking at Liu Mang who was wrapped in white gauze, Liu Tianze said indifferently: "Liu Mang, Liu Mang, I have done what I have to do, and I will leave the rest to you!"
At this moment, Ah You's eyes suddenly fell on Liu Tianze. In an instant, she saw that Liu Tianze's clothes were soaked with sweat. At this moment, there was a complex emotion in her heart.
However, she soon suppressed this strange emotion and asked, "Hey, when will the God of Death wake up?"
Liu Tianze stretched out his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his face, and said: "His physical fitness is different from ordinary people. If someone else had suffered such a horrific trauma, he would have died long ago..."
"So, he will wake up in as little as a month, or as quickly as ten and a half months!"
... ...
In the courtyard of a certain security office in Beijing, Mr. Chen stood on crutches and walked step by step in the courtyard. At this moment, the iron-blooded old man who used to chat and laugh with Liu Mang, and even occasionally scolded his mother in a domineering manner was no longer there. Instead, he was just a lonely old man.
He is the military god of Yanxia and has spent his life as a soldier. He has never been so powerless as he is today.
Liu Mang was killed and his body was stolen... Chen Jiao was in country M, and her life and death were unknown. This was a huge blow to him.
Liu Mang is the young man he values most. Chen Jiao was his granddaughter, and losing both of them made his heart bleed, and he instantly became much older.
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"Old friend, why are you doing this?" Suddenly, a voice rang.
"Old ghost?" Mr. Chen's old eyes narrowed and he looked around.
In an instant, an old man with long hair and flowing robes appeared in front of Mr. Chen.
Looking at the old man, Mr. Chen's face showed deep guilt and pain: "Old friend, you handed over Mr. Liu to me, but I failed to guarantee his safety..."
"Old friend, you don't have to blame yourself." The old man stopped and said solemnly: "I will go to the sea market myself. I want to see who dares to touch my disciple's body!"
"Okay!" Mr. Chen nodded.
In an instant, the old man jumped up and disappeared, like a ghost.
There are many guards guarding this security office compound, but these guards did not notice the old man.
... ...
In the Haishi Patrol Bureau, a man with white hair and an old face, Liu Qingcheng, stood in front of Bureau Chief Wei An, with hope in his eyes: "Wei Bureau, is there any news about Liu Mang?"
Wei An shook his head nervously: "Mr. Liu, we... We mobilized the entire Hai City police force, but we still couldn't find Mr. Liu Mang's body!"
In order to find Liu Mang's body, he had dispatched the Haishi police force and mobilized all his forces, but Liu Mang's body was still not found.
He was equally sad that Liu Mang's body was not found.
Because not only Liu Qingcheng and Yang Tong, who were related to Liu Mang, were putting pressure on him, but also people from Beijing were putting pressure on him. This ubiquitous pressure made him almost breathless.
"Still not found?" Liu Qingcheng's hopeful eyes dimmed instantly. Immediately, he walked out of the patrol station quietly.
As soon as he walked out of the patrol station, he could no longer suppress the anger and grief in his heart, and roared sadly: "Mang'er, where are you?"
He endured the pain of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man away, but he couldn't hold back the grief of Liu Mang's body being stolen.
However, his roar was destined to have no response.
Only in front of the road, several black Mercedes-Benz cars slowly drove towards him, and finally stopped in front of him, and then walked down a few beautiful figures - those figures were Yang Tong, Jin Ling and Black Rose.
Since Liu Mang was away, they decided to take care of Liu Qingcheng for Liu Mang. This was the only thing they could do for Liu Mang.