In a small private hospital.

Bei Ming held a small sharp knife and stabbed at Peony.

He was originally a doctor in a tertiary hospital, and he was also the chief surgeon. Later, Beiming's girlfriend was ruined by the director of the medical department. The young man who had just interned in Beiming was more naïve and younger, and went directly to theorize, but who knew that the director beat him up and stopped him at the door of the hospital.

Beiming asked the director of the hospital to reason, but the director kept laughing and playing Tai Chi, but he didn't give a solution.

He also did not have the courage to do anything to the director later and left the hospital. Beiming apprenticed and learned martial arts, mainly to practice courage.

Beiming has killed three people so far, all of them are big names in the imperial capital.

It quickly made the Northern Underworld famous.

He still didn't do anything to the director, maybe he didn't know how to face his predecessor, maybe he didn't know how to face the hospital director.

Every time Beiming faced this matter, he was still a little cowardly.

He kills several women now.

Bei Ming Dare.

It's just an ordinary woman, and she can't be restrained.

Dare to stop him.

Beiming has never killed any ruthless people, and he has practiced martial arts with his master for three years and suffered three years of sin.

Come and kill three women now, what's so difficult.

Beiming looked at the woman in front of him, a pair of legs suddenly raised, and the whip leg smashed into the face in the air.

A 120-yard car can block the North Underworld, what is a mere whip leg?

He didn't pay attention to it at all, and snorted contemptuously, "Girl, you're looking for death!"

Beiming blocked it with his arm fiercely.

The sharp knife in his other hand poked forward.

Syllable!

A strong hurricane blew on Peony's legs, with the sound of a sonic boom.

With a snap, he smashed it into the air and smashed it into Beiming's arm.

It's like the sound of firecrackers exploding.

There was a sharp pain in Beiming's arm, the bones shattered with a rattle, and a heart-piercing pain, dense from the chest like an ant bite, spread all over the body and climbed up the neck.

He was in pain.

In front of you, another kick.

Peony's body swirled beautifully, snapped, and kicked Bei Ming's face, followed by a small turn.

Beiming's body was bounced out on the spot and smashed to the ground, with a boom, and dust flew up.

The next second.

Peony's foot stepped on Beiming's chest, and three ribs were broken.

The rattling sound rang out again.

Peony looked at Bei Ming with a cold face, she stepped on Bei Ming's arm, and the sound of broken bones was so loud.

A sharp ache.

The killer Beiming was completely incapacitated, his pupils widened, and he looked directly at the peony.

A mere woman, or a woman who can't feel the realm, can clean him up so easily?

The North Underworld is practiced in winter and practiced in summer.

Why was it solved by a girl, so a few punches and kicks.

He clenched in pain, gritted his teeth and looked at the ceiling, and what appeared in his mind was not the most beloved master, but the vicious face of the hospital director.

It was the director of the hospital who pretended to care about Beiming step by step, and then slowly developed with his girlfriend to everything, the two of them seduced each other, and then went to bed.

That old guy should have been killed then.

It was too late now, and the director seemed to be laughing at Beiming's incompetence unscrupulously, and swayed hard while riding on his girlfriend's body.

It's infuriating!

Beiming's mind was like boiling boiling water, and a handful of peppercorns were sprinkled, and all of them exploded noisily and rumbled at once.

It's a headache and it's hard to accept.

Beiming's body suddenly stood up and shouted, "Lao Tzu is not a wreck, old dog, you my, I will kill you!"

As if he was holding a sharp knife in his hand, he stabbed forward with great difficulty, and in front of him was like the director's old dog, ruining his women, deducting his internship salary, and mocking him.

Insult him.

I can't stand this anger.

But Bei Ming didn't have a sharp knife in his hand, and he wasn't an old director in front of him.

Peony has a beautiful roundhouse kick, and her slender and seductive long legs snap, like a whip slashing her face, leaving a red scar.

Smack.

Beiming collapsed on the ground, unable to move.

Dizzy, like drinking a beer, and taking a few sips of red and yellow alternately.

The head is heavier than the body, and it seems to have a spinning top on the head, shaking slowly, and the body is constantly nauseous.

Began to regret it non-stop.

It's all late.

Peony has always been ruthless, resolute, and short-tempered is her exclusive term.

She will not show mercy when she can kill people to solve them.

In the past, the throne did not use her very much, and once it was used, it proved that there was no room for negotiation.

It's for the sake of murder.

The North Dead is dead.

Before he died, his brain struggled constantly, and in the afternoon of that year, on the hospital bed by the window, a ray of sunlight with a warm filter came in, and the director's body was ketones underneath.

Smooth and white.

Stagger.

Beiming seemed to open his mouth, but didn't say anything.

Looking closer, he didn't say anything harsh.

Just say, "I'm not a human anymore." ”

A doctor who became a killer.

I don't know if Beiming was cured of the disease or terminally ill.

It's dead anyway.

Peony turned away mercilessly.

In the hospital room.

Su Linglong was almost stabbed in half, and her lung function almost failed.

She didn't feel anything at all, kneeling in front of the hospital bed, holding Chen Pujia's hand, tears in her eyes.

She looked at Chen Pujia on the bed worriedly, and murmured, "Sister, sister." ”

"Sister. ”

No one could respond.

Peony came over, she held Chen Pujia's forehead with her hand, but only sighed lightly: "The breath is weak, difficult, difficult, difficult." ”

The aura in Chen Pujia's body was very weak, and the internal force was like a small tadpole, swimming proudly in the sea of qi.

The first one is difficult.

It's hard to die.

Chen Pujia has this little tadpole here, as if she has been hung for a few years out of thin air, and she can not die if she holds on to this breath.

The second difficulty is that it is difficult to wake up.

This little tadpole is too weak.

The breath is almost cut off, and the aura in the body is almost the slightest.

The third one is difficult.

It is difficult to treat, this kind of disease, how many soldiers on the border, have fought many battles, and have never seen this kind of disease.

It's too rare.

How to treat it is a difficult question.

Imperial capital.

A few people have left their names throughout the ages, and there are countless barren hills in the north.

Northside.

Chu Tiannan stood at the forefront, with dense human heads behind him, and when he waved his hand, he had the style of Han Xin's troops and the commander of the three armies.

"Are you all together?"

Yelufei shouted: "Back to the throne, the people have been ordered." ”

Chu Tiannan glanced around, and said majestically: "All squads, follow the various commanders, act according to the original plan, and in the process, if they encounter any resistance or obstruction, there will be no mercy!"

He is domineering.