Chapter 106 The pain won't kill you

"Mr. Liu, when do we start the treatment?"

Gu Hongyong didn't want to wait any longer.

In order to resist the invasion of toxins, his body was in great pain every moment.

Liu Jianan thought for a moment and said, "Chief of Staff Lin, please help us find a quiet room. I will treat Mr. Gu."

Chief of Staff Lin agreed to his request and asked the signalman to take them to an unused office nearby.

Zhao Simo wanted to follow, but Liu Jianan declined his kindness: "Captain Zhao, I can go by myself."

"You..."

Zhao Simo wanted to say something, but he felt that Liu Jianan didn't want to treat people's injuries so easily.

But the other party's distant look made him realize that Liu Jianan had made up his mind, and whoever tried to stop him would be his enemy.

Thinking of this, he stepped aside, and when Liu Jianan passed by him, he said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "You have to consider the consequences."

Liu Jianan glanced at him, and in those peach blossom eyes that were seven points similar to Gu Hongyong, there was a cold murderous aura.

Consequences?

No matter what, it would not be worse than his ending in the novel.

The signalman opened the office door for the two of them: "Come in."

Liu Jianan thanked them, locked the door, and immediately motioned Gu Hongyong to sit down: "Mr. Gu, let me see your injuries."

Gu Hongyong did not doubt him. He took off his shirt, revealing his back that was heavily wrapped with bandages.

After tearing off the bandages that were stuck to his skin, Gu Hongyong was already sweating profusely from the pain.

Without the bandages to cover his wounds, Liu Jianan could clearly see that the vicious wound was constantly oozing poisonous blood.

Strangely, the blood did not flow down, but dissipated into the air and disappeared.

Gu Hongyong explained at the right time: "My ability is to control blood. If I hadn't relied on this ability to gather all the poisonous blood to the surface, I would have died long ago."

Liu Jianan lowered his eyes: "Don't worry, I'll try."

He changed the label to the Holy Son of the Five Poison Sect, and controlled the poison in Gu Hongyong's body to rush to his heart.

Indeed, Gu Hongyong has not had time to oppose him yet, and has not done anything to let him down.

But in the novel, all Gu's family members are his accomplices on the road to death.

If they had thought of even a little bit of blood relationship, he in the novel would not have fallen to the point of losing his dignity, losing his lover, and finally losing his life.

The poison was running very fast and was about to attack the heart.

The Book of Superpowers sounded an alarm at this time. Liu Jianan couldn't help but frown, and a line of big words appeared in his mind.

[Before the timeline of the ending of the book arrives, the son of luck in the book cannot be killed. The Book of Superpowers needs their luck to operate. ]

Liu Jianan was stunned. What does it mean?

His superpowers actually have to rely on the survival of the protagonists to exist. What kind of bullshit superpowers are these!

It seems that Liu Jianan's idea of ​​going all out is sensed.

The Book of Superpowers continues to persuade him earnestly.

[Once the Book of Superpowers stops running, everything will return to the starting point. ]

[Not only you and Duan Haiping, but the Hu family will also die. ]

What does it mean to return to the starting point?

If the Book of Superpowers stops running, will everything return to normal as written in the Book of Superpowers?

Liu Jianan didn't dare to take risks. He could take his own life to destroy the protagonists.

But the premise is that Duan Haiping's life and the lives of the Hu family must not be sacrificed!

Stay calm. It's not time to kill them yet.

Liu Jianan controlled the toxin to flow back and gathered all the toxins in Gu Hongyong's body into Gu Hongyong's little finger.

"This toxin is too stubborn. I can only force it to your little finger." He pretended to be weak.

Gu Hongyong looked down and saw that his right little finger was indeed black and purple and could not move.

"What should I do?" he asked anxiously, "Is this the only way my little finger will be in the future?"

Liu Jianan shook his head.

When the other party looked at him expectantly, he said cruelly: "You must cut off your little finger. By the way, the cut little finger can't be reattached, otherwise the poison will invade your body."

Gu Hongyong looked embarrassed: "You also know that I am an actor. My fingers are very important to me."

"No matter how important your fingers are, they are not as important as your life." Liu Jianan looked at him with a good look on his face, "Don't worry, it won't hurt. After you cut off your little finger, I will help you heal the wound." Gu

Hongyong was silent. Thinking of the days and nights he was tortured by the poison, he gritted his teeth and compromised.

"I'll find you the sharpest knife."

Liu Jianan said, and left the office with a serious face. He informed Hu Deyi through the intercom: "Uncle Hu, drive the car and get the dragon-patterned pig-killing knife."

"What's the matter? The troops are going to kill pigs?" Hu Deyi asked.

Liu Jianan couldn't help laughing: "About the same."

Hu Deyi: "Then I have to help."

An hour later, Hu Deyi brought his dragon-patterned pig-killing knife: "Anzi, where is the pig?"

Liu Jianan took him into the office: "Look, it's right there."

At that time, everyone already knew about Gu Hongyong's experience of having his little finger amputated.

Chief of Staff Lin was reluctant to let him go: "Can't we try bloodletting therapy?"

After all, with a finger missing, he basically said goodbye to the entertainment revival plan.

What people want is comfort, and they don't want to see even their idols seriously injured and disabled in the end of the world.

"Chief of Staff Lin, it's not that I don't want to keep Mr. Gu's little finger," Liu Jianan said regretfully, "The toxins in his body are too stubborn."

He continued: "If you don't believe it, you can ask Mr. Gu yourself. His own supernatural power is to control blood, but he still can't remove the toxins?"

Chief of Staff Lin looked at Gu Hongyong, and after getting the other party's affirmative answer, he could only sigh: "Then this is the only way."

"Mr. Gu, should you come, or should I ask my dad to come?" Liu Jianan asked softly.

When Hu Deyi heard Liu Jianan calling him dad in front of outsiders, he was immediately overjoyed and wanted to show off his superb knife skills in front of everyone.

He volunteered: "I have killed at least 800 pigs, if not a thousand."

"If I can kill with one knife, I will never waste the second knife."

As he said this, he used the dragon-patterned pig-killing knife in his hand to make a beautiful knife flower: "This knife of mine was passed down from my ancestors. It can cut iron like mud. With one knife, the pig doesn't even have time to scream. It's so fast." The more

Gu Hongyong listened, the uglier his face became.

He said with difficulty: "I am a human, not a pig."

"My father is a pig killer, he was just making an analogy." Liu Jianan said with a smile, "If Mr. Gu is worried, then I will take charge of the knife."

He couldn't kill Gu's family now.

But it didn't mean he couldn't hurt them.

"Forget it, forget it, let your father do it." Gu Hongyong closed his eyes painfully and put his hands on the table.

Hu Deyi didn't dare to neglect it, holding Gu Hongyong's little finger and observing from left to right.

Liu Jianan handed him the prepared white wine, Hu Deyi laughed and drank a big gulp.

Then he opened his mouth and sprayed the white wine on the dragon-patterned pig-killing knife.

The knife fell!

"Ah——"

Gu Hongyong's screams echoed throughout the entire building. His face turned pale instantly, and he frantically controlled his supernatural powers to stop the bleeding.

"Quick, help me heal!" He covered his disabled palm, his facial features twisted in pain.

Liu Jinan pretended to have just reacted, and injected the healing energy of Siqin into Gu Hongyong's body.

However, unlike his usual treatment of others, the speed of injecting energy was controlled by him very slowly.

The wound was painful and numb. The thin layer of skin that had just grown was also broken by Gu Hongyong.

He was in so much pain that his supernatural powers were out of control.

Blood flowed out of the wound continuously, like a small fountain.

Liu Jianan pretended to stop him: "Mr. Gu, please bear with it. If you keep scratching yourself like this, how can I help you heal?" You

little brat, it won't hurt you to death.