Late at night, on the outskirts of the city.

From the hospital to here, it is less than 20 kilometers.

Kurumi went all night.

Perhaps it is not quite appropriate to say that it is not quite right. It was a miracle that he was able to get up from his bed despite the devastating blow to his limbs, let alone on foot.

Move.

Leaning against the wall and gasping for a long time, Crazy San reluctantly raised his arm to wipe the sweat from his forehead. The movement of pulling the limb provoked severe pain, and the act of wiping the water stain forced more beads of sweat. The pain stimulated ferocity and resentment, and a figure that made him hate to the bone marrow resurfaced in his heart.

Woods.

It's all thanks to you.

Grit your teeth. Every step forward made the madman go crazy, but he never let out a muffled snort.

It's here.

With his forehead pressed against the heavy iron door in front of him, Kurumi didn't find anything like a bell or a ring to call for him. A high-definition far-infrared probe at the left and right angles stared at him coldly, and a flashing red floating point indicated that the instrument was working. They stared at each other indifferently for a while, and the door showed no sign of opening.

Watching, right?

After a long time, he smiled at the camera, pulled his cervical vertebrae, distanced his head from the iron door, and then hit it hard!

Boom!

In just one moment, Kurumi was already bleeding all over his face.

Then take a good look.

The warm blood that flowed down his line of sight had even blurred his vision, but Kurumi had no intention of stopping.

Boom!

Boom!!

Boom!!!

Look at it.

Take a good look.

Look at my anger.

Look at my hate.

Look at my determination.

See if I'm eligible.

Keep my eyes open for me to take a good look at !!

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"Wow, Rolls-Royce Racing Team!" Sitting in the passenger seat, Filia looked like a little girl who had just stepped into the world: "Everson, look at you! It's really Rolls-Royce Racing Team!"

"I saw it, I saw it. Ignition, start, follow, Everson looked at each other with doting eyes as if he were looking at a child: "Drive, danger, retract your hands, Phil." ”

"Wow. With her hands on her chin, Filia's eyes flashed with little stars: "I'm so envious, I'm really like a princess." ”

"You're a princess too. With his right hand free, Everson gently rubbed the other party's soft red hair: "My little princess." ”

"Hmph. Dissatisfied, she slapped her big hand off the top of her head, and Filia straightened her slightly messy hair: "Stay away from them, don't be discovered." Turning his head, he glanced at the nervous cat's eyes in the back seat, and said with a questioning tone: "This group of people is indeed quite professional, but they are not so powerful that they can almost wipe out your army, right?"

"Return to the Inspector Envoy. "The cat's eye sitting posture has been impeccable to the point of humility. In fact, if space permits, she will even choose to kneel: "As you said, they are professional, but in essence they are just ordinary people who are stronger. If it were only them, we would never fail. But ......" paused, as if recalling some terrifying picture, and the cat's eyes trembled unconsciously: "But their leader is very strong!"

"Oh?'Very strong?'" Snorting through her nose, Filia felt that the other party was just making excuses for her failure: "How strong can it be, stronger than me?"

"The power you have is unquestionable. Cat's eyes wandered, but in the face of the superior, he rarely did not back down: "But if you face him alone, your subordinates think...... You don't stand a chance of winning. ”

"In other words......" narrowed her eyes, and the belittlement in front of her made Filia's mood worse, "I still need your help?"

"Don't dare. Feeling the sudden increase in the temperature in the car, the cat's eyes hung his head: "The subordinates are just explaining the facts." ”

"What a fact!" The temperature display on the central control screen instantly soared to 55 degrees Celsius: "Look at me and I don't ......"

"Phil. Looking at Filia's blue eyes full of tenderness, Everson gently coaxed his wife: "If you don't control yourself again, your big baby will be roasted and." ”

"Humph!" Filia turned her face out the window, leaving only the back of her husband's beautiful head, but the damn heat sirens finally stopped. The car window reflected her puffed cheeks, and Everson couldn't help but be stunned when she looked at it.

"Leave him to me. After a long silence, Filia threw out a thoughtless sentence without replying.

"Okay, here you go. Everson took his wife's palm and pulled it to his chest: "I'll give you whatever you want, my little angel." ”

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Pain.

It hurts.

I opened my eyes in confusion, and I couldn't gather my scattered consciousness for a while.

"Hey, woke up?"

Isn't it...... Someone talking?

Instinctively turned his head along the sound source, but Kurumi felt as if he was covered with a thin veil in front of him, a foggy patch.

Who...... Over there?

I...... Unseen.

"Hey, can you hear me?"

I...... Audible.

You...... Who is it?

Blindfolded, Kurumi tried to remove the white veil, but to no avail.

"It seems that the anesthetic dose is too small. You, give him another shot. ”

What the...... Anaesthesia?

The sound of nodding and footsteps sounded at the same time, and soon Kurumi keenly felt a sharp, cold, sharp object touch his skin, stirring up a piece of goosebump.

This is...... What the?

What are you going to do?

His consciousness instantly coalesced, and Kurumi realized that the white patch in front of him was actually a strong halo of light from the spotlight overhead.

"I'm ...... Where?" Instinctively, Kurumi instinctively wanted to raise his hand to cover his eyes, but found that his body did not react. Unlike Mu Ran's unresponsiveness before, the feeling this time was obviously different. Stunned and bowed his head, Crazy San looked at his bare torso in disbelief, and his eyes were about to split: "This is ...... Where's my hand?!where are my legs?!ah!! where are my hands and legs?!!!"

"Oh, you can speak so soon?" Reaching out to hold the wrist of the assistant who was about to push the liquid in the syringe into the body of the crazy three, Jiang Kun pulled down the mask with the blood-red gloves that could no longer see their own color, and a mouthful of white teeth flashed with a cold light under the light: "It's really worthy of being the instructor of the crazy three." ”

"Jiang Kun. Crazy San twisted and struggled to get up, but was tied and fixed on the operating table: "Jiang Kun! What did you do to me?!"

"Oh, be careful. Jiang Kun bent over as if distressed, and observed: "The incisions on my hands and feet were sewn up with great difficulty, and if you break open by yourself and bleed heavily, I will be very troubled." ”

"As for what you're asking me to do?" Jiang Kun maintained a bent posture, just stared directly at the frightened and stunned gaze of the crazy three, and smiled like a child who had received a favorite toy: "I'm here, give you strength." ”