Chapter 107 Werewolf Killing
Gu Hongyong rolled on the ground in pain. He had never experienced such pain in his life.
The fingers are connected to the heart.
How can such a heart-piercing pain be endured?
Chief of Staff Lin felt a little distressed at first, but later, that distress gradually turned into impatience.
A grown man only broke a finger, why did he act like he had broken an arm?
Does it hurt so much?
"It hurts, it hurts so much! Save me!" Gu Hongyong shouted until his voice was hoarse.
Chief of Staff Lin had a headache after hearing this, and called the signalman to find a military doctor to give him an injection of anesthesia to relieve the pain.
He thought he was useful and thought there would be a chance for cooperation in the future.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a silver-plated gun head, which looked good but was useless.
The anesthesiologist came quickly, and after a shot of anesthesia, Gu Hongyong, who had been rolling on the ground, finally calmed down.
Liu Jianan then accelerated the healing process, and soon the wound healed as before.
"Xiao Liu, what's going on?" Chief of Staff Lin squatted down and looked closely at the place where Gu Hongyong's finger was severed. The skin on the cut surface was as tender as a newborn. "Why is he in so much pain?"
Liu Jianan had already thought of a pretext: "The poison contained in Mr. Gu's body is very dangerous. I forced the poison in his body to his little finger."
"Although at first glance, cutting off a finger can remove the poison."
"But in fact, there is still residual poison accumulated. Unless the entire arm is cut off, the poison can be completely removed."
Hearing this, Chief of Staff Lin's face changed drastically: "Then why don't you do the amputation surgery as soon as possible?"
"I have suggested it before, but Mr. Gu is a public figure after all. He is unwilling, so I can only settle for the second best."
Liu Jianan shrugged and continued: "I guess he is in so much pain because the residual toxins in his body have not been cleared, and they are counteracting my healing ability."
Anyway, no one knows how his healing ability works, so whatever he says is right.
Chief of Staff Lin did not doubt him.
He patted Liu Jianan on the shoulder: "Xiao Liu, you have worked hard this time. Although you don't want Gu Hongyong's reward, it is me who is in charge of his treatment after all."
"When he wakes up, I will help you get a reward that satisfies you." Chief of Staff Lin said with a look of concern for you.
Liu Jianan knew that there must be some cooperation between Chief of Staff Lin and Gu Hongyong.
As for what kind of cooperation, Chief of Staff Lin would not tell him, and he could not ask.
He glanced at the bloody severed finger on the ground, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Then we'll wait for good news from Chief of Staff Lin."
Chief of Staff Lin nodded slightly: "You're tired today too, Xiao Zhao, send Xiao Liu and his father back."
Zhao Simo: "Yes."
Before leaving, Liu Jinan reminded: "Chief of Staff Lin, Mr. Gu's poison is extremely dangerous. If possible, you should persuade him to amputate as soon as possible to save his life."
Chief of Staff Lin seemed to care about Gu Hongyong: "Little Gu really doesn't care about himself. Don't worry, I will try my best to persuade him."
Liu Jinan smiled and said, "That's good."
The moment he turned his head, the smile on his face was as thin as possible.
Would Chief of Staff Lin persuade Gu Hongyong to give up his arm to save his life? Absolutely impossible!
Once Gu Hongyong loses an arm, he will no longer be able to become an implementer of the entertainment revival plan. For Chief of Staff Lin, he will lose his value.
Therefore, Liu Jianan deliberately left some toxins in Gu Hongyong's right arm.
These toxins may not be fatal, but they will continue to destroy Gu Hongyong's body functions and make him weaker and weaker.
Doesn't the Book of Superpowers prevent him from killing the Son of Fortune?
Then he can torture the opponent in various ways, right?
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In the car.
Zhao Simo said, "Do you have a grudge against Gu Hongyong?"
Liu Jianan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, glanced at him calmly and said, "Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask."
"Then what should I ask?" Zhao Simo sneered, "Do you think I can't see that you deliberately forced him to cut off his finger?"
He blinked his fox eyes and continued, "Xiao Tiantian, I know your strength very well. Can't you heal such a small injury?"
"I have a grudge against him, but I can't kill him, at least not now." Liu Jianan crossed his arms and looked at Zhao Simo provocatively, "Do you want me to kill him in front of Chief of Staff Lin?"
"There are many ways to kill someone, why choose the dumbest one?" Zhao Simo whispered, "How about I help you make him disappear silently?"
Liu Jianan said lightly: "Not so good."
Zhao Simo was stunned: "Don't you want to kill him?"
"I don't want to now," Liu Jianan warned him, "Don't act rashly and ruin my plan."
He can play Gu Hongyong to death.
But he can't play him to death, otherwise he can't bear the consequences.
Zhao Simo didn't understand Liu Jianan's fickle mind: "Are you sure?"
Liu Jianan nodded solemnly: "I am sure."
"Okay, then I won't interfere, you have fun by yourself." Zhao Simo turned on the car horn and hummed a little tune.
At this time, Hu Deyi asked weakly: "What are you talking about? Why do you always fight and kill..."
How scary!
Liu Jianan then remembered that Uncle Hu was still in the car.
He turned his head awkwardly: "Father, we are playing Werewolf, just joking, don't take it seriously."
Hu Deyi: "..."
Does he look like a fool and easy to coax?
In order to dispel Hu Deyi's doubts, Liu Jianan organized everyone to play Werewolf together that night.
They played the most classic prophet, witch, hunter board, with Xiao Duan, a total of eleven people.
Zhao Simo played God, because his telepathic ability was too easy to perceive other people's emotional changes, which was equivalent to a prophet who was accurate ten times a night.
Everyone had a lot of fun, and even after the short summoning time was up, everyone was still not satisfied.
Wang Mazi couldn't help but say, "Boss, we can play more games like this in the future. It makes me dream of the days before the end of the world when I drank and boasted with my brothers."
Liu Jianan shook his head and laughed, "I can also play other boards when I have the chance. There are many types of board games in the supplies I have stockpiled."
It was not until now that Liu Jianan realized the importance of the entertainment revival plan.
The end of the world is terrible, with natural disasters, man-made disasters, and shortages of supplies.
People are struggling to survive in the end of the world, and it is inevitable that they ignore their own mental health.
Maybe they can still bear it in the short term.
In the long run, repressed, dark, and negative emotions will quietly invade people's inner world in every lonely late night.
He thought of Xiaoyue's tragedy.
When she was a child, she followed her uncle and saw the prosperity of the big city. Only then did she know that there was such a vast world outside the countryside.
Only then did she know that even women could learn to read, broaden their horizons, and even teach and educate people.
Later, Qin Yue's death forced Qin Lingyue to return to the dilapidated feudal countryside and the dark and moldy house.
Her spirit was destroyed day and night, and she was on the verge of collapse at all times.
She could have endured the darkness if she had never seen the light.
Just like the people after the end of the world.
They used to enjoy all kinds of conveniences in life, and a lot of interesting things filled their hearts.
But after the end of the world, they had to endure this huge gap.
Living is important, but living decently and with dignity
is as difficult as ascending to heaven.
People need a beam of light, a beam of warm light, to comfort their hearts that have been tortured by the end of the world.
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That night, Liu Jianan had a dream.
In the dream, he saw scenes that he had never seen in the book of supernatural powers.