Chapter 1: Checkmate
John turned his head......
Behind him, there was a man, who didn't seem to have to be much younger, and he was wearing a white coat, so to speak, this guy was a doctor?
However, looking at his unhealthy pale face, and the pair of decadent eyes that were obviously hung by some kind of addiction, John seemed to be sure that this guy was definitely not a doctor, and even if he was, then no one would definitely come to him to see a doctor, after all, this guy was full of unreliable smell.
John was all too familiar with the taste because...... It reminded him of himself.
As I said before, John hated himself, hated it, so he frowned impatiently, and then lit a cigarette: "I'm sorry, no ......" he said.
Of course, this kind of behavior of saying no cigarettes while smoking also represents another word.
That's βββ "roll." β
The man in the white coat smiled.
"Hey, don't be so ruthless, I haven't smoked in a long time, you know, for smokers like us, how uncomfortable it is to smoke without a cigarette."
"Come on, I'm not a smoker, what I pay attention to most is a healthy attitude towards life." John said while puffing on the smoke ring, in fact, he just wanted to use the nonsense with this person to make himself temporarily forget about the souls wandering in front of him, otherwise, John would have turned around and left.
"Okay, friends who pay attention to healthy life, my name is Ziliang." The other party didn't seem to be angry, and introduced himself.
John wouldn't be surprised by the man's good temper, for the kind of person who begs for cigarettes or drink, even if you slap him, he will smile at him: "Oh, my name is John. Kennedy. β
Immediately after, he saw Ziliang quietly take out a black notebook, and then opened it and looked at it: "Well, it's good that you don't have this name, otherwise I would have walked so far in vain." β
John frowned: "What do you mean, it sounds, you're looking for me?" β
Ziliang smiled: "Of course, did I go so far just to smoke at you?" Well....... Well, while smoke is also important, though...... To make our conversation go a little bit smoother, I think you should read something first. β
"What's that?"
The words just fell!
The muscles in John's whole body tightened suddenly, because he saw the eyes of the guy named Ziliang, and in the depths of the pupils, there seemed to be a faint cloud of scarlet light, which was gradually clear.
John didn't know what it was, but he knew it wasn't a good sign.
But it was already too late, and in an instant, a huge dizziness sank him, and the next second, John fainted.
At the same time, John's eyes snapped open again.
The noisy pedestrians disappeared, the streets were gone, and he found himself lying on a hospital bed, surrounded by all kinds of monitoring devices.
At the edge of his line of sight, a doctor was holding a case file, as if recording something.
"How...... What's going on? John was stunned by this scene, and he asked subconsciously.
However, from his throat, a hoarse, difficult, harsh and unpleasant sound came out, and at the same time, he also felt a sharp pain in his throat...... It's as if a cactus is choking in your throat.
The doctor seemed a little surprised: "Oh? What the...... What's wrong? β
"Where is this?" John asked again.
"Here? This is a hospital, huh? β
"Nonsense!" John shouted, "I mean, which hospital?" How did I get here?! β
His voice was a little louder, causing a sharp flow of air out of his throat, which caused a violent choking.
The adjective "violent" was no longer enough to describe the cough, it was almost as if it wanted to kill John in an instant, and a stream of hot liquid exploded in his chest with unbearable pain, like thousands of blades mixed with sulfuric acid gushing out of his trachea.
"Ahemβββ Wowββββ"
A mouthful of hot liquid literally squirted out of Konstantin's mouth, a mass of blood mixed with thick viscous phlegm.
"Oh...... Oh my God, you can't talk so loudly! Nurse! Nurse! β
Soon, a nurse rushed in with some kind of medicine and injected John, and his cough finally eased a little.
John was lying on the bed, and he felt weaker than he had ever been......
"I....... What's wrong? β
The doctor shook his head: "I don't know why you're asking this, but ...... You have lung cancer, have you forgotten? β
"Lung cancer?" Konstantin hardly believed his ears.
Although he knows that he has been smoking since he was 15 years old, and by the time he was 25 years old, he smoked half a cigarette almost every day, and it was a natural thing for a person like himself to get lung cancer, in fact, he had been diagnosed with lung cancer many years ago.
But...... I should have been fine.
Oh, well, it's not that he's been cured by medical treatment, it's that someone has pulled out all his cancer cells and the tar that filled his lungs.
Of course, the people who do this kind of thing will naturally not be ordinary people...... That man's name was Satan, and he was one of the rulers of hell.
And he did it because of a gamble.
This gamble is firmly tied to his life and the entire hell, as long as he dies, between the three major forces of hell, he must carry out and never die.
So, I shouldn't die again.
However, a chest X-ray image of the doctor made Konstantin have to believe all this, and the lungs, which were almost completely rotten, were really presented on the black negative.
"I ...... How long can you live? Konstantin asked.
"If you hadn't died of phlegm sticking to your trachea from choking on a cough one night...... "about a week." β
Konstantin's mind began to mess up: "What's the matter, I shouldn't die again, isn't it true that some bastard below doesn't even want the whole hell in order to get my soul?" β
Suddenly, the trance struck again, and the surrounding noise reappeared.
Konstantin came to his senses, and he found that he was still standing on the street, and the cigarette in his hand had not yet burned out. Everything just now was an illusion, but it was so realistic that he completely lost himself.
"Bastard...... What the hell are you ......," he yelled angrily at the man in front of him.
Unexpectedly......
"I know what you're thinking." The latter interrupted him abruptly: "You're thinking that everything just now was my prank, it's all an illusion, right...... True, it was an illusion, but ...... If you don't do anything, after two months, your cancer will come back into your body and you will die...... I'm showing you not just an illusion, it's the future. Now, can you give me a cigarette? β