Chapter 17: Good and Evil (Minor Revision)

Although the girl's reaction was very weird, Wang Ying didn't feel that the girl could pose a threat to him, there was no place for the girl to hide her weapons, and her slender body could not be a fighting master.

The reason why Wang Ying didn't do it directly was because she wanted to educate the girl well before killing her, so that the girl could understand how dangerous it was to enter a strange villa alone.

He wanted to see the girl with a desperate look on her face, kneeling before him and pleading in grief...... Just thinking about it makes him excited!

"Dr. Wang Ying seems to have very rude thoughts about me, as an apology, can Dr. Wang Ying dedicate his soul?"

The sound in his ears made Wang Ying a little stunned, he didn't expect that the other party not only did not do what he said, but instead opened his mouth to fight back, which made Wang Ying completely incomprehensible.

In his sight, the girl closed the notebook in her hand and showed a strange smile at him, and a creepy sense of unease enveloped Wang Ying's heart.

The keen intuition of the crisis made Wang Ying immediately give up his original plan, and the kitchen knife in his hand suddenly slashed towards the girl sitting on the desk, and Wang Ying did not hesitate at this critical moment.

Compared to Wang Ying's reaction like a great enemy, the girl just raised her right hand lightly, which made Wang Ying's puzzlement even worse, did the girl want to block his attack with her own hands?

"How is that possible! It's not scientific at all! In Wang Ying's exclamation, Mo Ling's right hand firmly grasped the kitchen knife, and no matter how hard Wang Ying tried, he couldn't move an inch.

If these shocked Wang Ying before, then the black mist surrounding Mo Ling's right hand brought Wang Ying fear. Could it be because he had done too much evil that he was finally punished by death?

But what about the Grim Reaper? Can death take away his life? He, a doctor who has saved thousands of lives in his life, should go to heaven to enjoy after death!

The thoughts in Wang Ying's eyes flickered, and she suddenly let go of the hand holding the kitchen knife, took out the scalpel from her arms and stabbed at the girl.

This scalpel is the real killer move hidden by Wang Ying, and when the other party relaxes his vigilance, he delivers a fatal blow, Wang Ying believes that the girl will not be able to react at all.

However, his illusions were soon shattered, and the girl first easily used the snatched kitchen knife to block his killing moves, and then threw a side kick at his head.

The huge force caused Wang Ying to lose control of his body for a while, and slammed on the solid wood floor of the study, and the scalpel also slid on the floor into the bottom of the bookshelf.

With strong willpower, he wanted to get up, and the suffocating feeling of pressure in his chest made Wang Ying's head hit the solid wood floor again.

Wang Ying endured great pain and opened his eyes, and what he saw was a kitchen knife in his throat, and a black ...... faintly visible under the girl's skirt Safety pants.

Wang Ying rolled his eyes and looked at the special kitchen knife that would not curl the blade if he chopped meat and bones, and as long as the blade was pressed down an inch, his major artery would be cut, and a sense of fear quickly filled Wang Ying's mind.

Wang Ying is a person who is very afraid of death, because only by living can he experience the pleasure of controlling the lives of others at will, and such people are the most unwilling to have their lives controlled.

Wang Ying was originally a very ordinary doctor, but before an operation, he was abused by the patient's family, and he almost lost his mind, and he hid a hidden danger in the operation.

This hidden danger lurked in the patient's body for a long time, and then broke out during a certain driving trip, and the patient's death was simply judged to be a traffic accident.

Because of this incident, Wang Ying experienced the thrill of controlling the lives of others, he can save a person with super high technology, or he can kill a person by deliberate surgical error.

Because Wang Ying's surgical strength is much higher than that of other doctors, even if he has taken the lives of others many times, the success rate of surgery is still the highest in the hospital, and no one doubts the surgical error.

Although Wang Ying can get the pleasure of controlling life and death in the hospital, he is insulted by a rich second-generation girl in daily life, which makes the greater evil thoughts in his heart take root......

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Wang Ying lay on the floor and slowly spread his hands to make a gesture of surrender, his movements were very slow, for fear of arousing the girl's suspicion, and he directly raised the knife and fell.

The girl didn't do it directly to explain that there was still room for maneuver in the matter, Wang Ying stabilized her breathing, and slowly said to the girl.

"Killing me won't do you any good except get your hands dirty. If I am released, I can give you all the six million deposits. ”

Wang Ying's tone of voice was very sincere, and after a period of calmness, Wang Ying also reflected that the girl was not the god of death in the movie, but some unknown existence living in this world.

This can be seen by observing the brand-name clothes on the girl's body, and after figuring this out, Wang Ying's fear has been alleviated a lot, and she began to look for a breakthrough in the girl.

Wang Ying's first thought was money, which was the most attractive part of him after all. Wang Ying doesn't value money very much, what he cares about is the kind of spiritual enjoyment of manipulating life at will.

It's just that his answer didn't satisfy the girl, and even the slightest expression didn't change, Wang Ying gritted his teeth and increased the chips again.

"If you can let me go, and promise not to trouble me again, I can give you this villa worth 12 million, and if you are afraid of accepting the villa trouble, I can sell it and give you cash."

These in Wang Ying's mouth are already the limit chips he can pay in money, if the eighteen million does not impress the other party, then adding hundreds of thousands more will not have any effect.

Under Wang Ying's more than 20 years of accumulation of money offensive, Mo Ling finally spoke up: "Your ugly face is really annoying, if you keep your mouth shut quietly, I may be able to make your death more comfortable." ”

Although Mo Ling's thoughts have been expressed very clearly in this sentence, Wang Ying obviously can't accept such a result and continues to work hard for his life.

"If you don't need money, do you need my medical skills? If so, I am willing to help you save people, and promise not to use your hands or feet during the operation. ”

Under tremendous pressure, Wang Ying thought of another possibility for the girl to come to the door. The girl took a fancy to his medical skills and went to the door, only to find the notebook that recorded his countless crimes.

Mo Ling did not speak this time, but explained her answer with practical actions: she used the sharp kitchen knife in her hand to gently stick it to Wang Ying's throat.

Feeling the coldness in his throat, Wang Ying nervously shouted at Mo Ling: "You can't kill me, even murderers have human rights, and it is also a crime for you to kill me." ”

"When you take away someone's life at will, do you ever think that one day you will be treated like this?" Mo Ling asked indifferently at Wang Ying.

Wang Ying finally understood the reason why Mo Ling wanted to kill him at this time, not for money, nor to force him to save people, just because of that boring sense of justice?

He frantically shouted at Mo Ling: "Although I have killed many people, I have saved thousands of people!" Is it too much for me to kill one person for every hundred people I save? What qualifications do you have to kill me? ”

Mo Ling sighed slightly, after analyzing Wang Ying's character, Mo Ling had already guessed that he would get such a result.

Although Wang Ying's medical skills surpass most doctors in the hospital, he does not deserve the title of doctor at all, and people like Wang Ying are just a psychopath.

This kind of psychopathy that has evolved because of experience has no sympathy at all in Mo Ling's eyes, otherwise there would be no real sinners in this world.

In Wang Ying's surprised gaze, Mo Ling withdrew the kitchen knife that was pressing on his throat, and just when Wang Ying thought that his words were working, Mo Ling's fingers lightly pressed on Wang Ying's eyebrows.

A strong sense of fatigue enveloped Wang Ying's heart, making Wang Ying want to fall asleep, but the sense of crisis of death made Wang Ying understand: once he fell asleep, it was his time of death.

Wang Ying bit the tip of his tongue fiercely and wanted to struggle, the strong pain made him wake up for a moment, but it was useless, and the wave of fatigue came again.

Along with the appearance of the spirit, there was also a gradual loss of feeling for the body, which made him lose the last strength to struggle, and his soul seemed to be soaked in magma and slowly melted.

This feeling of losing control of the body and the soul as if it was about to melt made Wang Ying extremely frightened, and in this case, death was not a state, but a slow process.

A little light appeared on Mo Ling's fingertips, and this light slowly grew larger with time, which was the most dangerous procedure in nightmare hunting.

As the soul light slowly gathers, it releases an invisible fluctuation that can be perceived by the able, which will make the nightmare living in darkness feel like being exposed to the scorching sun.

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In a certain villa eight hundred meters away from Wang Ying's villa, Jun Yi, who was about to put the scrambled eggs with tomatoes in the pot on the plate, froze and looked at where Mo Ling was.

The breath that seemed to have flashed with nightmares just now, was it an illusion? It's not an illusion to look at it, it's a nightmare that would rather waste time than miss it.