"Ahh

A hoarse roar rang out from the infirmary of the Night's Villa.

Then came the crackling sound of debris falling to the ground, mixed with hysterical roars, and the muffled sound of fists smashing against heavy objects, as if the beast had fallen into a frenzied tearing sensation that could not bear to be heard.

Fu Chen, who walked outside the medical room, paused, a trace of unbearability flashed on his expressionless face, and finally sighed silently.

"Knock knock knock-" Fu Chen respectfully stretched out his hand and knocked on the door.

"Get out!"

A roar of rage swept through the wind.

Immediately afterwards, there was another violent sound, and what made Fu Chen's heart beat was that this time there was a dull sound of flesh and skin colliding.

I was about to say something, but I saw that the movement inside suddenly stopped, and I fell into a strange silence.

Fu Chen's heart sank, "Master, master, are you okay, open the door!" ”

"Bang bang—"

Knowing that the reinforced door could not be kicked open at all, Fu Chen did not hesitate to pull out his gun and shoot at the door lock with two shots in succession.

He kicked open the closed door, and he was startled by the mess that came into view—

There was not a single thing intact in the entire medical room, the curtains were torn to shreds, the mattresses used for first aid were completely scrapped, and there were broken glass slags on the ground.

Qi Mingye's favorite medical instruments were all staggered, and the parts rolled to the ground, and it seemed that they were not spared......

A scalpel with a shiny handle was scattered all over the ground, emitting a silver-blue glow, and the blade was still stained with blood.

Fu Chen sighed in his heart, and he was even more anxious to search for Qi Mingye's figure.

After searching around, he didn't see half a figure, and he couldn't keep the calmness on his face, and strode towards the medical room.

Finally found him behind the large B-ultrasound instrument in the far corner-

Qi Mingye was like a desperate lion at the moment, and after being completely mad, he collapsed to the ground in exhaustion......

The resolute face was covered with sweat, and the large ones slid down the forehead, with a hint of wildness in the embarrassment.

The shirt on his body has long been unable to see its original appearance, crumpled and glued to the sturdy body, a few buttons in front of the chest have been completely broken, and the cuffs are covered with blood on the ground.

A pair of incomparably precious hands were already drenched in blood, and the flesh rolled like a knife, and even several times the bones were deep into the bones, and the blood kept dripping down the dense wounds......

"Master, your hand is ......" Fu Chen's dark eyes narrowed, and he exclaimed in disbelief.

Qi Mingye actually committed suicide to such a point for Gu Qianqian, and his throat was infarcted for a while, and he couldn't spit out a word.

Qi Mingye's blood-red pupils raised, swept over Fu Chen in front of him, and his lips pursed out a ray of light, and he was extremely cold, "Get out." ”

There was only a fluttering rolling word, no anger, no roar, but Fu Chen suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Looking at Qi Mingye, whose eyes were red, as if he couldn't believe what he saw with his eyes, he looked like he had to rely on killing people to calm his grievances earlier, like a ghost coming out of hell......

He stood up faintly with his hands full of wounds, and his desolate back was lonely with unbearable staring, and he raised his hand to smash down against the wall.

Fu Chen found that the wall closest to him had been imprinted with countless traces of fists, stained with blood.

"Master......"

"Say one more word and I'll strangle you!" As soon as Fu Chen spoke, Qi Mingye turned around and grabbed his neck like crazy, and with the strength of his hand, Fu Chen couldn't spit out a word.