Chapter 21 Blood Therapy (II)

"Damn, let you kill this little guy!I'm still alive!!There's a baron behind him!" The thought flashed through John's mind, and then he screamed like a reflex and pounced on the big black brother.

There was a snorting sound, accompanied by John's muffled snort, Chen Shihao, whose cold hair was still standing up, immediately knew that John had saved himself by blocking the eye, so he naturally quickly flew up and kicked the back of the black super big brother's head, and now, the black super big brother was completely unconscious.

Chen Shihao, who was afraid that the other party would wake up again, immediately kicked the gun far away, and then carefully helped John up, and asked nervously, "Are you okay?" Although this guy threatened himself, he didn't hurt himself, but saved his life this time, and Chen Shihao's senses for him immediately improved.

John was shot in the stomach, and although he was a little sad, he still struggled and smiled, "I'm fine." ”

Chen Shihao, who had never seen this scene, panicked, and shouted at a loss as he pressed his bleeding stomach: "What should I do?

John hurriedly stopped: "No! I have a gunshot wound, and my blood has mutated, it will definitely cause a shock when I go to the hospital!"

Chen Shihao asked nervously: "Ah? Then what should I do? If you continue to bleed this blood, you will lose too much blood and be finished!"

John said with a relaxed expression: "This is just a small wound, I am now imprisoned and unable to heal myself, otherwise it will be easy to deal with, just help me open the handcuffs." ”

Seeing John's relaxed demeanor, Chen Shihao suddenly remembered that this guy in front of him was not an ordinary life, and he naturally nodded to find the key with a sigh of relief.

Chen Shihao first took off the two black super suits halfway and tied his arms, and picked up both guns and put them beside him, and then began to search for the key.

I found a silver-white, strange-shaped key from the big black big brother and tried to open the handcuffs, and as soon as I opened it, I let it go, John rubbed my wrist and smiled: "Thank you." Then he made a gesture of running the exercises with his eyes closed.

Seeing that John was fine, Chen Shihao, who was completely relieved, focused on the two pistols, both of which were silver-white pistols, what model, Chen Shihao, a country boy, was not clear, tried to withdraw the magazine, and found that the bullets were actually silver-white, this beautiful color made Chen Shihao a little reluctant to play with it.

At this moment, a scream suddenly came from behind him, Chen Shihao turned his head to see that John's face was pale, and he was rolling on the ground in pain with a bloody stomach.

"What's wrong with you? Didn't you mean a small wound? How could this be?!" Chen Shihao hurriedly leaned forward, trying to help John up, but he struggled so hard that he couldn't get close.

"Damn! they're witchers! The bullets are not only silver, they're bathed in light! My blood cells are disappearing fast! Quick! Get me fresh blood to drink! or I'll be finished!" John begged as he struggled and wailed.

"Ahh

John, who was rolling on the ground, saw Chen Shihao's sluggish appearance, his eyes lit up, the canine teeth in his mouth stretched out, and his eyes were aimed at Chen Shihao's neck, anyway, Lao Tzu also saved your life, donate some blood to save Lao Tzu! But thinking of the baron standing behind Chen Shihao, John's eyes increased with fear, and he was reluctant to give up this idea, and sighed helplessly in his heart, Mom, did he hang up just because he saved people? It's too embarrassing!

He was unwilling to die like this, and suddenly saw two black supers who were tied up! Immediately ecstatic, those two were enemies! There was absolutely no problem with sucking their blood, and he was saved! Immediately used all his strength to move towards the two black supers, and when he was about to touch the black super, John only felt that his strength quickly left his body, and his mind was in a trance, knowing that he was almost finished!

Gritting his teeth, he took out a folding knife from his pocket and handed it to Chen Shihao, who was still stunned on the side, and begged with a dying breath: "Take theirs ...... Vascular incision...... Let me drink blood...... Please......" With that, John lay on the ground with his mouth open, rolling his eyes, and fell silent.

"Ahh

Chen Shihao's face changed for a moment, he hesitated to pick up the folding knife, looked at the two black supers who had passed out in a coma, his hands trembled, the folding knife fell to the ground, Chen Shihao shook his head helplessly, and cut their necks? Isn't this murder?

Seeing John, whose face was already snow-white on the ground, and the ups and downs of his chest were getting slower and slower, Chen Shihao picked up the folding knife again, a resolute look appeared on his face, his teeth were bitten, and his hand flicked a flower knife, cutting his wrist, and blood dripping into John's mouth.

The grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring, this is the belief taught by his parents, since John saved his life by blocking his eyes, he naturally had to save him. Although it is completely possible to cut the necks of those two black supers according to what John said, with the blood of these two big men, they can definitely save John, just now they still want to kill themselves, so it is natural to kill them in turn. However, if you don't have the ability to resist, you can't do anything at all, so what is the difference between you and a butcher if you cut their necks like this? If you do this kind of thing, your conscience will definitely eat you for the rest of your life! So the best way is to let your own blood to save people.

It's okay to say you're stupid or whatever, you don't care at all, anyway, as long as your conscience can be comfortable.

Chen Shihao silently watched the blood flow from his wrist into John's mouth, he didn't think about anything in his head, just quietly felt his body getting colder and colder, his eyes getting heavier and heavier, his head getting more and more dizzy, and then he fell to the ground and didn't know anything.

After Chen Shihao passed out, John's pale face suddenly returned to ruddy, the rolled eyes closed, his mouth screamed, poof, the warhead in his stomach ejected like this, John stood upright like a zombie, opened his eyes and looked at his hands in disbelief.

"Strength, such a strong strength, I can feel that I have been successfully promoted to the rank of servant chief! How can this be? Can I actually break through at the moment of life and death?! But I have never heard that the blood clan can have the same breakthrough opportunity as the protagonist in martial arts novels? The blood clan upgrade depends on boiling!" John was happy and confused, and looked around to find the answer, but when he saw Chen Shihao unconscious on the ground, his heart almost jumped out: "Oh, my God! Young master, you must not have anything to do, otherwise how can I explain to His Highness!"

John eagerly helped Chen Shihao up, and at this time he also noticed the wound on Chen Shihao's wrist, stunned for a moment, reflexively reached out and wiped it, the wound healed, and then his whole body was shocked, and he looked at the two intact and still unconscious Hei Chao with a face full of disbelief, and then looked at Chen Shihao's bloodstained wrist, his eyes flickered, and finally shook his head helplessly and said with a wry smile: "How can this young master be so soft-hearted, he is willing to hurt himself rather than hurt the enemy, how did he educate him?" Alas, it makes me owe more favors, it's a real headache. ”

John carried Chen Shihao in distress, and when he just picked up the bag of school uniforms, the school uniform fell off, and the cold sweat on John's forehead flowed down: "Oh my God, how can I explain it to His Highness when I bring him back like this?!"

John carefully put down Chen Shihao, and then howled like an injured wolf and pounced on the two black supers, gritting his teeth and punching and kicking, going back and forth several times from the two black supers to being knocked unconscious.

After venting fiercely, John pinched the neck of the black super brother, woke him up with a few slaps, and roared with a hideous face: "Damn, haven't you demon hunters been operating in the snobbery of the Holy See? Why did you come to the Dragon Kingdom and pretend to be a member of the Ninth Public Security Department?!

Big Brother Hei, who had swollen eyes, nodded in a panic as he grabbed John's hand and whispered something.

After John let go, his body moved a step, blocking in front of Chen Shihao, vigilantly paying attention to this black super big brother, this black super big brother rubbed his neck and coughed a few times, and then waved his hand and said in a slurred voice: "Don't kill me, I said, we are ......"

John pricked up his ears and prepared to listen carefully, but he found a cold light flashing in the man's swollen eyes, and couldn't help but shout angrily: "Look for death!" was about to knock him down with a punch, but the man smiled weirdly, threw his hand at the other Hei Chao who was still unconscious, and then fell down with black blood spitting out his mouth.

John's face changed, and he immediately went to check on another black super, and stopped after taking two steps, because this black superstar had a dagger stuck in the back of his heart, and he didn't need to look at it to know that it was dead.

John's face is very ugly, demon hunters are all trash who dare to do anything for money, cannibalism, betraying relatives and friends from time to time, but I have never heard of suicide for the sake of secrecy! It seems that these demon hunters ran to the Dragon Kingdom to hunt low-level demon clans, it is definitely not a simple matter.

When he was in a bad mood, he immediately felt much better when he heard a somewhat weak greeting behind him: "Heh, have you recovered?"

John turned his head in surprise and saw that Chen Shihao was pale, leaning against the wall weakly and weakly, and couldn't help but walk over happily: "Great, you can be considered awake, we have to get out of here quickly!"