"Hmm." The instructor nodded, still holding his forehead.
Upon receiving an affirmative answer, Hera immediately dialed 120.
After a series of mechanical communications, the ambulance quickly arrived at the scene and took the three people to the hospital.
A dark alley in City A.
Covered in blood, Brother Long was leaning against the wall, panting heavily.
With each rise and fall of his chest, his wounds bled again.
His already mangled right hand and slightly cracked skull caused him excruciating pain, making it almost impossible for him to think calmly.
Brother Long could sense that he was not far from death.
With his left hand gripping the wall, he kept exerting force, leaving several deep scratch marks on the wall.
He was unwilling to accept it, extremely unwilling!
He was enjoying the life of an emperor, surrounded by beautiful women and with his henchmen at his beck and call, even in broad daylight.
But now... in just a few hours, I feel like a down-on-his-luck stray dog.
"Sons~ Let's make dumplings tonight. What kind of filling do you want?"
"pork!"
Suddenly, Brother Long saw a young mother with her two children on the street outside from the dim alley.
This mother looks extremely beautiful; even under her casual clothes, her stunning figure is still evident.
Wearing a pair of skull earrings added a touch of mature femininity to her otherwise innocent face.
"Heh... how happy they are." Looking at the happy family of three, Brother Long revealed a cruel smile.
"Even if I die... I'll take a few of them down with me!"
After he finished speaking, his muscles began to swell rapidly, and with the addition of blood, he looked like a bloodthirsty monster.
He crouched low, facing the three men outside the street, poised to strike!
*Pfft!*
But as soon as he took a step, countless bone spurs grew out of his bones.
Dozens of thick bone spurs pierced his internal organs and muscles, intertwining with each other, rendering him unable to move.
"Ah..." Brother Long's eyes widened in horror, but it was quickly replaced by despair.
Because these bone spurs all avoided his vital organs, preventing him from dying instantly.
But at the same time, it pierced his lung, causing blood to gush in.
Each breath worsens the wounds in the lungs and causes more blood to rush in.
And so, in extreme pain and despair, Brother Long slowly died.
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