The pistol Chen Rou used was called the Desert Eagle, which was also a favorite among pirates.
Its power lies not in the speed of fire or the caliber of the bullet, but in the impact force generated by its powerful recoil.
When it fires at its target, there's only one word to describe it: tear it apart!
She shot Tiger's two hands; the two bullets shattered his hands, breaking his finger bones and splattering blood and flesh everywhere.
She then smashed his mouth with the gun, breaking all his teeth. At this point, she was also struggling to catch her breath due to the excessive force. Tiger's fear and will to survive had reached their peak. His feet were still bound, and his hands were numb and insensitive from the pain. But he instinctively used all his strength, arched his back, and pressed his bald head against Chen Rou.
Although Chen Rou is tall, she has a slender frame and is very thin, weighing less than 100 pounds.
Tiger, a burly man weighing a full 200 pounds, lifted Chen Rou off the ground with his thrust.
Song Yuanchao was still at the door; the incident was so urgent that he hadn't even had time to react.
Tiger had a nickname in the park: The Butcher, because he loved to chop up the hostages who had been brought there.
Song Yuanchao had fought with Tiger in the park, but he lost. If he were to deal with Tiger, he would prefer to tie him up and slowly break him down, using psychological warfare to make him submit.
He knew Tiger was a good fighter, and he never thought of confronting him head-on. When Chen Rou and Tiger were fighting earlier, he thought Chen Rou wanted to kill Tiger. She had such a good gun to help her, so he didn't take it seriously.
It wasn't until the two started hand-to-hand combat, exchanging blows, that he realized things were going badly.
Seeing Chen Rou being pushed away by Tiger Brother, and thinking that she would be injured if she fell to the ground, Song Yuanchao got angry, pulled out a dagger and prepared to stab Tiger Brother from behind, intending to kill him with one blow.
But just as he was about to draw his knife, he saw Chen Rou, who had been thrown by Tiger Brother, put one hand on Tiger Brother's shoulder, leap high into the air, one long leg stepping onto the ceiling, the other leg bent and aimed straight at Tiger Brother's nose, and the other hand smoothly drawing the dagger. Then her whole body drew a circle in the air, and as she landed perfectly, the dagger was plunged between Tiger Brother's buttocks.
This is called kung fu, the kung fu of planting flowers. Song Yuanchao was amazed.
Tiger Brother looked like a pig being slaughtered for the New Year, letting out a heart-wrenching howl as he strained his neck.
Not content with just rupturing his anus, Chen Rou twisted the dagger and turned it from side to side.
Even without mentioning how much pain he was in, Song Yuanchao felt a tightness in his anus just looking at him.
But it wasn't over yet. Chen Rou had come to see Nie Zhao and was heading towards his bedside when Hu Ge struggled to get up. She kicked him hard, ruthlessly and precisely shoving the dagger directly into his rectum, leaving only the handle sticking out.
Just then, Nie Han and Wan Daozi brought over bread and water, ready to eat.
Just as they reached the door, the two saw Chen Rou kick a dagger into Tiger's buttocks.
The Taiwanese boy, holding the bread, was so startled that he dropped it all on the ground with a loud crash, even though he was used to seeing the world.
Nie Han was carrying a water bottle. Although she had already witnessed Chen Rou's ruthlessness, she was still so frightened that she dropped the water bottle on the ground with a loud crash.
Only Song Yuanchao, who had been to the battlefield and seen the world, was able to control himself and re-tie up the unconscious Tiger.
The Taiwanese boy said, trembling, "Yuanchao, do you think if we offend Miss Chen, she might do the same thing to us?"
Song Yuanchao said meaningfully, "Then stop talking nonsense, stop using the Taiwanese accent, and try not to make her angry."
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Nie Zhao's face was covered in blood, and Tiger was a pirate, a scoundrel, who was likely to have all sorts of dirty diseases, so Chen Rou rummaged through the drawer and found some alcohol and cotton balls. She dipped a cotton swab in the alcohol and had to disinfect him first.
The doctor had already bandaged all his wounds, wrapping them in white gauze. His body temperature was at least 40 degrees Celsius. Tiger's blood fell on his face, quickly congealing and even emitting faint steam.
Nie Han said he was awake because his breathing was much heavier than before, and he would unconsciously tear and scratch, instead of breathing weakly like a dead person and lying stiffly.
She was also quite worried. She took Nie Zhao's hand and said to Chen Rou, "Sister Rou, I gave my uncle a large dose of antipyretics, but I don't know why, his fever just won't go down."
Chen Rou carefully wiped the blood off Nie Zhao's face with cotton and explained, "The iron chain contains a large number of bacteria, which are constantly spreading in his body. They can only be killed by high temperatures, so his fever is actually beneficial to his recovery."
After a moment's thought, she turned to Wan Daozai and said, "Go check the freezer and see if there are any ice packs. If there are, bring them over and let's try physical cooling for Mr. Nie Zhao, otherwise his brain will be damaged."
The Taiwanese boy ran faster than lightning to find an ice pack.
Chen Rou carefully wiped Nie Zhao's eyebrows and eyes with a cotton swab, removing the bloodstains, and saw that his eyes were actually open.
Nie Han exclaimed, "Sister Arou, my uncle is really awake!"
Indeed, Nie Zhao blinked slightly, his eyes slowly rolling as he looked at Chen Rou, his gaze fixed on her.
Nie Han shook Chen Rou: "Look, my uncle is really awake, he's looking at you."
Chen Rou instinctively wanted to call him Mr. Nie, but it was probably the original owner's subconscious that was at play, so she called out, "Uncle?"
She watched anxiously, and then saw Nie Zhao blink in response.
As Chen Rou prepared to wipe his other eye, she glanced at the direction of the blood smeared at the corner of his eye and suddenly realized that Nie Zhao must have already opened his eyes when she shot Tiger.
In other words, if he were sober, he would have witnessed the entire scene of her beating up Tiger and using a dagger to penetrate his anus. This made Chen Rou feel quite guilty, because the original owner of this body was a particularly gentle and kind girl, and she cared a lot about her image in Nie Zhao's eyes, fearing that she was not perfect enough and that Nie Zhao would dislike her.
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