Chapter 18: The Biting Off Ear

Suddenly, Chris lay motionless on the ground, stiff on the ground, and his limbs limped.

"Chief, he doesn't move. When one of the younger thugs saw that Chris was not moving, he was a little afraid that he would actually be killed, and reminded in a trembling voice, "We won't beat him to death, so we will be taken and jailed." ”

"No, it won't. Scar looked at the motionless little coachman and hesitated.

"Ge Laozi, I'll see if he is really dead and fake, don't try to deceive us again. ”

As he spoke, Scar bent down, looked at Chris's face, and then smiled, "Haha, this kid is really lying to us." Dead or not, Lao Tzu knows it at a glance. This stupid thing is trying to fool us, brothers, and give me a fight. ”

Chris was lying on the dirty streets, trying to play dead to scare them and get them out of the way so they could end it all. I didn't expect this group of people to be so unprepared to let themselves go, do they really want to beat me to death here?

Chris, who was beaten out of anger, opened his eyes and looked at the ugly and hideous face in front of his face, his heart was full of anger, and he opened his mouth to bite the ear of Scar in front of him, and with all his strength, he actually bit off one of Scarface's ears!

"Poof...... Poof......"

Streams of bright red blood poured out, splashing on Chris's young and immature face, and on the shabby clothes on the left side of the scar.

"Ahh He pushed Chris away and hurriedly put his hand on his left ear.

It's a pity that there is nothing left there except for the constant gushing of blood, hollow!

Look at the other person's face covered in blood, and the items in their mouths. Scarface was horrified, pained, and angry, he had been planted in the hands of such a little bastard that he could knock down with a single finger.

With his right hand, he pulled out his ear from Chris's mouth, who had been pressed down by several younger brothers, and Scar trembled, fearful, and cried in pain.

Scar trembled and put his left ear on the left side of his face, but he couldn't catch it.

Ge Laozi, I haven't married a little girl yet.

Scar wants to cry without tears, and his already ugly and hideous face is now without his left ear, which is even more terrifying.

Chris looked at the bloody scar on his face, a little happy.

He wanted to vent his anger at being beaten, but he didn't expect that he really bit off the other party's ear.

His teeth are too good, Chris complained ruthlessly in his heart about the sharpness of his teeth.

Looking at the ferocity on Scar's face and the murderous aura in his eyes, it seemed that he was in a catastrophe.

Scar, who was covering his ear holes, looked at the damned man in front of him, and wanted to kill him immediately!

It's a pity that even in this case, he still doesn't dare to do it directly.

Immediately after, years of brawl experience made him think of a way to kill this little bastard and get out at the same time.

With his right hand, he fumbled the dazzling stone out of Chris's arms.

He didn't think about how much the stone was worth anymore, he just wanted revenge now, revenge for his ears.

Scar ordered someone to hold Chris's head down and make him open his mouth - he wanted to put a rock directly into Chris's mouth and into Chris's stomach.

In this way, this damn little bastard will definitely die, and no one will know that he killed it.

This is a murder method that makes Scar a little smug, and the most important thing is that the murder weapon is still the other party's.

Scar believes that his brother will not betray him, after all, they are accomplices. Even if the police can find clues from Chris's body afterwards and suspect themselves, there is no evidence that they did it.

In this way, it was this little mongrel who ate the stone by mistake and killed himself.

Chris was pressed upside down by several people and couldn't move, and he tried hard to close his mouth: God, if this really swallows such a big stone that I don't know what it is, it will be really dead.

However, his mouth was forcefully opened, and the hard stone was thrust into his mouth by Scar's right hand.

"Eat me, damn little bastard!" Scar smirked, "no one can save you anymore!"

Just as the stone was already stuffed into his mouth and blocked in his throat, a vigorous cry sounded not far away.

"Stop!"

Before the thugs could raise their heads, they heard the sound of rapid footsteps all around.

A group of police officers in black uniforms, white leather gloves, and pistols quickly surrounded from all around.

"Stop!

"Don't move! Whoever moves Lao Tzu shoots him!" a captain-like officer approached from behind the crowd.

At this moment, this group of gangsters who are good at bullying the soft and afraid of the hard are completely panicked.

"!" Scar looked at the group of cops who had surrounded them, many of whom had been dealing with a lot.

Looking at the hateful face of his subordinates again, Scar not only did not let go, but his right hand increased its strength.

It's all to blame on this little crumb!

He wants him to eat it!

He wants him dead!

"Bang"

A gunshot rang out, and the yellow bullet hit Scar's right arm, and Scar screamed and fell to the ground with his arm clutched.

It was the police captain who fired the shot, Andrei, the captain of the second squad of the police station in the western district of Federenburg.

"Hoo ......"

Chris lay on the ground gasping for breath, but it didn't work!

The stone had lodged in his throat, blocking the cartilage of the epiglottis, preventing him from breathing.

He felt like his throat was about to burst!

At that moment, the hard stone in the throat seemed to begin to dissolve, and then turned into a liquid that flowed into Chris's stomach.

But Chris didn't know the changes, he only knew that a stone of that size was finally, still, swallowed by him.

If you swallow it, you may die, but if you don't swallow it...... Definitely going to suffocate right away.

Chris collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily.

In the face of death, there is no place to live.

The captain already knew what was going on on the way here, and the robbery turned into a beating.

Those thugs were all regulars in the police station, but they didn't expect the beating to turn into murder today, almost killing a civilian.

"Take them all!" the police captain said angrily, putting away his pistol. Immediately, several police officers escorted all six thugs away.

The police captain glanced at Chris, who was struggling to get up on the ground, and it seemed that his life was not in danger for the time being...... As for the injuries all over his body, that's not his business.

"When you're healed, come to the police station and make a record. ”

"They can be convicted. ”

With another command, the police captain who saved Chris's life followed the group of prisoners.

After the policemen were gone, Chris saw that behind the policemen were a man and a woman: they were not very old but well-dressed, and they were the two young guests who had just ridden in his carriage.

Struggling to get up, he felt a sharp pain on both sides of his chest, and Chris thought to himself: Oh no, the ribs must be broken, and as for how many are broken, I will only know when I go to the hospital.

"Are you alright? The older boy ran over and asked, seeing Chris's bruised and bloody face, and hurriedly helped him up.

In the process of helping Chris up, the boy also quickly explained who he was and why he was here.

It turned out that the boy's name was Bert, and the girl's sister was called Bonnie.

Today they moved here from the Southside in Chris's carriage.

As a result, before I entered the house, I saw that the little coachman just now seemed to be in trouble. After a few seconds of staring, it was determined that it was the thugs who were robbing.

Bert stopped Bonnie's desire to go to the rescue, but instead told her to stay at home, and immediately ran to the nearby police station to report the crime.

Bonnie waits and waits, and as soon as she sees her brother coming with the police, she immediately runs to stop the bastards.

This saved Chris in time.

Chris barely stood up, naturally thanked the brother and sister again and again for their kindness, and felt that his physical condition seemed to be not good, so he made an appointment with the brother and sister to come to the door another day to thank him, and he went to a nearby public hospital to treat his injuries first.

As a result, he didn't take two steps before he felt as if there was a fire burning in his stomach, accompanied by a sharp headache, and it seemed that countless noisy sounds and images poured into Chris's newly broken head.

Then he convulsed involuntarily, his eyes quickly became blurry, his thoughts wandered but became clear, a large amount of knowledge and memory fragments from his previous life poured in, and Chris felt that his head was bursting.