Chapter 4: Riots (2)
Occasionally, a few dazed guys would rush towards the Chinese. The Chinese, though, seemed to care about the beer and snacks on the table. Therefore, whenever someone comes over, the Chinese will definitely rush out, and then solve a few guys who are not long-eyed with three punches and two feet. I have to say that this Chinese's outstretched hand is very tricky and vicious. Although he hasn't killed a single person so far, every time he strikes, the guys he hits are invariably seriously injured. Moreover, it is also the weakest part of the body......
The situation inside the bar intensified as gunshots rang out. Almost every second, someone falls. It is not known whether these fallen will rise again.
"Whoa! ……”
Somewhere in the bar, a figure slowly climbed up from the ground amid the sound of glass bottles cracking. This person's body was covered with glass shards of different sizes at this time. Especially on those hands, dense shards of glass were actually covered with that person's hands. Even, there was a little finger on the man's left hand that had been cut off by something, and only a little flesh was still attached. The white stubble and the red shredded flesh shine back and forth under the laser lights on the roof of the bar, which looks unique. Of course, the faint of heart will never appreciate this kind of charm. However, for those guys who soak in the disco all day long, such a person appearing in the middle of the disco dance floor will definitely cause a lot of **.
Of course, when the person concerned saw that the little finger of the factory on his left hand was only connected to the palm of his hand by a little bit of flesh, he seemed to be a little worried that the little finger of his left hand would be lost because of this. Therefore, after he got up from the ground, he did not even raise his head, and hurriedly used his right hand to hold the severed finger of his left hand in the palm of his hand.
"These bastards...... Looks like I'm going to lose some of my blood again. But...... I'm going to get these bastards back......"
The words of the person concerned sound a little weird. However, what happened next was even more bizarre. Because, when this guy docked the severed finger of his left hand to the palm of his left hand according to the severed point, it seemed that there had been no trace of blood on the severed finger, and suddenly some blood oozed out......
The guy didn't know what he was doing, but in this bar, which had been shrouded in madness, he stared at the severed finger of his left hand with great seriousness and extreme concentration. And everything around him doesn't seem to have anything to do with him. He didn't even notice that a stray bullet had hit him from nowhere......
A few seconds later, when the guy let go of his right hand, the severed little finger of his left hand was miraculously reconnected by him. This, I have to say, is a miracle......-
It seems that this guy only cares about his severed finger. When he picked up the little finger of his left hand, he completely ignored the glass stubble embedded in his body, and raised his head in the bar and shouted, "Where are you goddamn guys hiding?" Get out of here right now! ”
In the angry roar of that guy, a dozen figures that appeared out of nowhere quickly gathered around him. In the blink of an eye, a small piece of pure land was cleared out by the dozen or so people next to this guy. And the guy's upturned face was now full of anger and looked around the faces of the guys around him.
This guy turned out to be the same Hervey who was blown away by some Englishman with a tire that served as the base of the table!
I have to say that Hervey's appearance at this time is really miserable. Although the severed finger of his left hand seemed to have been connected by him with some unknown ability, it was now intact and there was not a trace of it being broken. But there were still a lot of shards of glass on his body. Especially, one of Hervey's faces. Originally, Hervey's face was pale enough. But now, his face turned whiter. As for the reason, it's simple, most of the flesh on Hervey's face is gone. How can exposed bones not be white? It's just that I don't know if this guy really doesn't have pain, or if this guy is really so tough. His face had become like this, and he could still open his mouth and shout at the guys who were beside him.
"You damn bastards, can't you see what our bar has been made of by these bastards?" Pointing to the increasingly crazy people around him, Hervey's eyes seemed to be bursting with fire.
"Now, I want you to calm these bastards down on me. Otherwise......" Hervey said, suddenly glancing at a guy beside him. Then, in the midst of the guy's surprised gaze, Hervey suddenly reached out and grabbed the guy by the collar and pulled the guy in front of him. "If these bastards can't be honest in five minutes, then I'll drain your blood bit by bit......"
I don't know if Hervey's threat worked, or if Hervey's face looked too terrifying. When he said this, the dozen or so guys around him trembled in unison. And the guy who was grabbed by the collar by Hervey was so frightened that he couldn't even speak.
"Go ......"
With Hervey's roar, the dozen or so guys quickly rushed into the crowd around them......
I don't know if the pain in his face made Hervey really unbearable, or if Hervey really didn't know the pain, but just felt that his face was a little uncomfortable. As the dozen or so guys burst into the crowd, Hervey suddenly raised his right hand and touched his nose. At the same time, he muttered, "What's going on?" Why do I feel like something is missing from my face? ”
"Oh! Oh my God! ……”
With an exclamation, Hervey suddenly crouched on the ground and groped around by the light of the laser lights that were still flickering on the roof of the bar. And his mouth was also muttering, "Oh my God! Where's my nose? My pretty nose ......."
A few minutes later, when Hervey rose from the ground with a disappointed expression, the people in the bar, who had gone completely crazy, had all been subdued by a dozen of his men. At this time, these crazy and unstoppable guys just now, one by one, curled up on the ground, moaning in pain. The wails came and went. From this point alone, it can be seen that Hervey's dozen subordinates are really not ordinary. However, it's not that Hervey's men are very skilled. At the very least, they can't dodge bullets. And the reason why they are powerful is entirely because of their ability to heal themselves......
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