Chapter 1170: Revenge!

Seeing the severed arm right in front of my eyes was definitely a painful feeling.

However, Qin Bo had no pain at this time, only full of relief.

The hatred that has been tormented for ten years has finally been relieved today.

"Wife, Jiajia, have you seen it, I killed this demon, and I avenged you."

Taking off his mask, even though Qin Bo's face was covered with cold sweat, he showed a relaxed smile, he stared at Quentin's corpse, and the murderous intent in his eyes still couldn't be completely eliminated, "Count your fate, otherwise I will definitely torture you first." ”

Boom.

Tang Yue suddenly jumped down from the second floor, and said with a solemn expression: "Uncle Qin, hurry up and unload the smasher, you have bled too much." ”

"It doesn't matter."

Having said that, Uncle Qin's face became more and more pale, as if he was seriously ill.

On the premise of breaking his arm, it was obviously very difficult to get rid of the Crusher, in order to reduce his pain, Tang Yue had to do some damage to the Crusher, which could be regarded as not causing much pain to Qin Bo and getting rid of the Crusher.

After quickly stopping the bleeding for Qin Bo and bandaging the wound, Tang Yue picked up the severed arm again and said in a deep voice: "I am a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, and I don't know much about the operation of amputated limb replantation, but I think your arm can still be connected, so it is better to go to the hospital quickly." ”

"Wait, wait."

Qin Bo stopped Tang Yue and looked at Quentin with some stubbornness, "Help me determine if he is really dead." ”

I have to say that Uncle Qin's words are reasonable.

Quentin does have the possibility of suspended animation.

Just as he was about to determine Quentin's situation, Qin Bo's eyes suddenly darkened, and he fell directly into Tang Yue's arms.

Sighing helplessly, Tang Yue took out his mobile phone and called the goat: "Uncle Qin is injured, hurry up and take him to the hospital." ”

"Brother Yue, what are you laughing at, aren't you the best doctor?"

"He's going to have amputated limb replantation, I won't!"

Angrily put down the phone, Tang Yue secretly thought in his heart, the brothers were too dependent on their medical skills, and they really thought that they were the masters of the flesh and bones of the living dead.

Soon, the goat rushed in with his brothers, and saw a messy lobby, Quentin lying on the ground and not knowing whether he was alive or dead, as well as Qin Bo and the smasher who had broken an arm, and suddenly it was quiet as death.

Tang Yue glared at them angrily: "Why are you stunned, hurry up and take Uncle Qin to the hospital, if this arm can't be connected, you will be responsible!" ”

This sentence was very effective, and suddenly, several brothers came up and carefully carried Uncle Qin out.

At the same time, the goat called Yang Chen: "Hurry up and help me check, where is the nearest hospital to the Vermilion Bird Club, and what is the fastest route!" ”

Watching them leave, Tang Yue's heart fell.

Tang Yue did not choose to leave, but turned his head to look at Quentin's corpse.

A gust of wind blew through the hall, blowing the rubble on the ground, the crystal pendant on the ceiling, and the broken wiring exposed from the shatterer's broken arm.

These voices are intertwined, but it is quite nice.

Suddenly, Tang Yue's pupils shrank, and he opened his mouth to break the voice: "Okay, don't pretend." ”

If Qin Bo was still here, he would definitely refuse to go to the hospital for amputated limb replantation, but put on the Crusher and fight Quentin for another three hundred rounds.

Quentin, not dead yet!

Slowly opened his eyes, and from that cloudy look, he could see that Quentin had run out of oil, and there was only one breath left, and it was estimated that Qin Bo would be able to solve him lightly without using the smasher.

It's a pity that Qin Bo has already been sent to the hospital.

Before he died, Quentin was about to show a hideous smile, he glared at Tang Yue and said, "Bah, you still see it, it seems that I am destined to die here today." ”

"If Uncle Qin hadn't reminded me, you might really have slipped through the net."

Tang Yue looked at Quentin calmly, and his voice was not a little wavering, "So, it was still Uncle Qin who killed you, and the one you shouldn't be angry with killed you the most." ”

Quentin spat again, although he was defeated in the hands of Uncle Qin, he still did not have the slightest respect for Uncle Qin, but said: "If Purgatory didn't give him enough star gold and technical support, how could he make that kind of mecha, I didn't die in his hands, I died in the hands of that mecha." ”

Tang Yue sneered: "Uncle Qin is a smasher, and it is impossible for you to change this with a hard mouth." ”

"Sooner or later, the mecha technology will be taken back by Purgatory, you wait and see."

After Quentin finished speaking, he seemed to remember something, and he showed an expression of enjoyment, how sick and sick it was, "Let's do it, after going to hell, I still have to abuse Lao Qin's wife and daughter, only the two of them are my favorite slaves." ”

Tang Yue's eyes turned red instantly.

That's the color of anger.

The silver needles in the waist bag all appeared in Tang Yue's hands, and the lightning needles came out, and Tang Yue landed all the silver needles on Quentin's body, and everywhere they fell was the big acupuncture points and dead points all around his body.

The pain of the heart spread to all corners of the body, and the terrible thing is that Quentin did not die, but his vitality was gradually increasing.

Quentin couldn't keep that perverted smile anymore, and screamed heartbreakingly.

"Kill me quickly, please!"

No matter how strong his psychology is, it is only that the torment he suffers is not enough to break him, and when Quentin is so abused, he can't bear it at all, and begging for mercy.

Looking at Quentin coldly, Tang Yue had no intention of killing him, but said: "Uncle Qin's wife and daughter are in heaven, and you will go down to the bottom of hell and taste a punishment that is a hundred times more terrible than now." ”

Quentin's mind was blurred, and his voice became lower and lower, turning into a murmur: "Please... Kill... I. ”

Squatting down, Tang Yue dropped a few silver needles, and asked in a deep voice: "Before killing you, answer me a few questions first, otherwise I have a way to make you suffer forever." ”

This sentence is actually said to be frightening, Quentin's vital signs are constantly declining, and it is not impossible to save him, but it is not such a method.

This could only hasten his death, and Tang Yue was gambling.

"You, you ask."

"Whose body did you exchange the rat's abilities into?"

Uncle Qin's revenge has been avenged, and now the most urgent issue is the ability of the mouse.

The ability to shield has a big effect, and Tang Yue doesn't want it to fall into the hands of others.

Quentin's consciousness was obviously not fully recovered, and he asked in confusion, "Who is the mouse?" ”

Burst.

A silver needle immediately pierced Quentin's acupoint.

Tang Yue said coldly: "The shielder in your mouth! ”

Quentin died in pain, his brows were already furrowed, and it took a lot of strength before he finally wanted to write a www.biquge.info fragment of Qu Pavilion, and said, "At Qi Lin's." ”

"Who is Qi Lin, how can I restore the ability of the mouse!"

"He is the destroyer of sin."

Quentin's consciousness had begun to blur at this time, and his voice was getting smaller and smaller, "Unless you kill him, hehe..."

Even, Quentin just opened his mouth and couldn't make a sound.

In order to be able to hear Quentin's voice, Tang Yue had to pull out two or three silver needles from Quentin's body to eliminate his pain.

"Sue me, how did you find Qi Lin!"

Hiss.

Taking a sharp breath, Quentin's face was a little better than it had been before.

However, Quentin did not tell Tang Yue of Qi Lin's location, but bit his tongue violently and chose to commit suicide.

Blood and half of his tongue spit out of Qi Lin's mouth, and the scene was extremely terrifying.

Tang Yue frowned, this time Quentin was really dead, unless he could live to the dead, there was no way to get any useful information from Quentin's mouth.

If you want to get the ability of a mouse, you can only kill Qi Lin.

After sorting out these logics, Tang Yue disposed of Quentin's body and got up to leave.

He didn't go back to the police station at the first moment, but first asked the goat for the location of the hospital where Qin Bo was located, and took a taxi to the hospital.

As for the smashers, there are specialized brothers who take them away.

A few minutes later, Tang Yue pushed open the door of a room in the inpatient department.

The whole room was a harsh white, which made people feel sullen in their hearts.

Qin Bo was lying on the only bed, his face was slightly restored, and the severed limb was also connected, if he wanted to use it, he would also need to recover for a long time, and there was no guarantee that he would be able to do whatever he wanted as before.

Seeing Qin Bo's bandaged hand, Tang Yue sighed.

"Tang Yue."

Hearing the strange noise, Qin Bo slowly opened his eyes and asked tiredly, "Is he dead?" ”

Laughing softly, Tang Yue said, "Dead, dead thoroughly." ”

The mouse's eyes suddenly widened in surprise, and he gave a thumbs up to Uncle Qin: "Uncle Qin, you are so fierce, you killed Quentin with one punch, I fought with him for a long time, but I couldn't kill him." ”

Qin Bo grinned and laughed silently.

Two lines of turbid tears slowly flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Great revenge, final revenge.

Seeing Uncle Qin's tears, the brothers all understood that feeling, so everyone didn't speak in a funny way.

It wasn't until Qin Bo adjusted his feelings that he smiled at Tang Yue again: "What about my smasher, is it okay?" ”

"It's been sent back to the police station, and this time it has made a great contribution, but it was beaten badly enough." Tang Yue said with a smile, and then his expression became serious, "Then again, Uncle Qin, how did you use half of your Thunder Yin Fist Tower at that time, and then your fist intent disappeared?" ”

If that punch is solid, there will be no follow-up at all, and Quentin will die directly under that punch.

It's strange that the punch inexplicably lost its power.

Recalling the situation at that time, Qin Bo was also worried, and he tried to describe the feeling at that time: "At that time, the smasher did give me a feedback message, which seemed to be a procedural problem, but what the specific problem was, I had to ask Yang Chen's little brother." ”

Tang Yue frowned: "Program problem? ”

That program was confirmed by him with Tianyang Pupil, and it stands to reason that it is the most likely set of programs to succeed.

Could it be that Tianyang Tong is wrong?

Thinking of the experience of using Tianyang Pupil, Tang Yue felt that this inference did not hold water.

It seems that he can only hand over the smasher to Yang Chen to take a look

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