Chapter 334 01 Gamble, I am a dead man
04The headless corpse fell in a pool of blood, its limbs struggling unconsciously, and blood foam kept coming out of its neck.
Although not completely dead.
But it was obvious that it had suffered unimaginable damage.
With just one sentence, a statue in blood-stained clothes was almost scared to death. This was the terrifying power of the doctor in the seventh ward!
The whole place was dead silent.
All eyes were focused on that nearly invincible figure.
He Yuren was over two meters tall. He looked down at everyone with a cold and indifferent look in his eyes. "04 is a child. I gave her some privileges. The rest of you will all be killed one by one by me in the most brutal way!"
As he finished speaking, a bloody shadow spread out from under his clothes, accompanied by a strong fishy smell that spread madly, blocking everyone's escape route. After a moment, the entire corridor was left with only an extremely depressing red.
And all the other mumblings and growls disappeared.
There was only one voice left!
That's He Ren's voice!
The voice of a top-notch blood-robed figure!
"03, your obsessive-compulsive disorder hasn't healed yet? Why did you secretly stuff your heart in your stomach again? This doesn't make sense, because your heart... should be exposed to the air!"
He spoke again, his tone was calm, yet it made people feel creepy.
03's eyes widened, and the next moment, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand, ripped open his chest, tore off a large piece of flesh, and forcibly exposed his heart.
“No…no…no!”
He seemed to have understood what was going to happen next, and his expression became extremely panicked.
"Haha, that's not right, it's still not right." He Yiren shook his head, his face full of joking: "Your heart was clearly crushed by you a long time ago!"
The words fell.
03 found that his hands were raised uncontrollably, and then he grabbed his heart fiercely.
"laugh"
He also fell in a pool of blood.
At this time, a young woman looked quietly at the tall man in front of her and spoke slowly.
"He Ren, a patient with severe cognitive impairment, has seen the world differently since childhood. Black and white have been reversed, good and evil have been confused... Even after your death, these misconceptions could not be distorted by your resentment."
"Haha, after last time, I pondered for two months and finally came up with a way to deal with you."
He didn't finish his yes.
To use this method, He Ren needs to fall into a furious state.
This is also why 01 breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that He Yiren was not in the doctor team. He thought that only in this way, when they had defeated the other doctors first, would He Yiren, who had rushed over, explode directly.
Hearing this, He Yuren showed interest for the first time and stared at 01: "Although you have the potential to be a vice president, your treatment still has at least two stages to complete."
"01, you are smart, but too confident."
01 Hearing this, he chuckled nonchalantly and suddenly stepped forward.
With every step he took, a ball of black blood would smear out from under his feet, spreading out little by little in the blood shadow cast by He Yiren.
The surviving doctors and 02 were all shocked.
01 is actually trying to turn any world upside down!
However, he was obviously struggling. The black blood spread very slowly and was even squeezed by the blood shadow, becoming smaller and smaller.
"That's an interesting idea." He Yiren shook his head and stared at 01 with regret. "If you can be cured by the magic, you might be even stronger than the previous vice president."
"But it's a pity, you will die in my hands later."
"Haha, I'll kill a genius like you with my own hands."
"It really feels good!"
After a burst of wild laughter, his tone suddenly became cold.
"01, stop moving forward. Have you forgotten... you're a double-legged patient. Where... do you have legs?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, He Yuren's blood-red clothes began to flutter, and then countless blood threads gushed out, turning into bloody hands, frantically grabbing at 01's legs.
Normally, if he cursed someone, the other person would die.
But when one's strength reaches level 01, it is no longer possible. One needs to use the blood vessels all over the body to create a more violent killing move in order to do so.
01 smiled, took out a scalpel and pressed it between his eyebrows as if he was taking a gamble.
"You are wrong. I am neither disabled nor a patient."
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