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Chapter 357 A Murder Case Caused by a Fart

Because of the severe coughing, the scar on his stomach once again soaked in blood, making Hawkeye's face turn pale again.

Everyone turned around and ran away immediately, searching the room.

However, there was still one of them who was excited and hurried forward to support Hawkeye, Hawkeye didn't refuse, and walked slowly towards the outside.

When passing by the bed, I suddenly saw two people lying on the ground motionless, causing a sharp flash in Hawkeye's eyes, and kicked them directly.

"Damn, do you want to die?" There was a cold voice.

But the two corpses didn't make any movement except Hawkeye kicked them.

The mercenary who supported Hawkeye hurriedly shone his flashlight carefully, looked at it carefully, and took a deep breath.

"They're dead, killed with a stab to the back of the head!" He glanced fearfully at Hawkeye, who was glaring at the two corpses.

Hawkeye really wanted to spit out a mouthful of old blood at this time, damn it, two more companions died.

This bodyguard is really badass!

After shaking a few times, he still swallowed the blood deeply.

He is ischemic now!

The chest was still bleeding, and the left wrist was wrapped in towel hair, and it was also bleeding. Although the special medicine was used on it, the blood was still oozing out.

"I caught it! I caught it!" A joyous exclamation sounded from outside, attracting Hawkeye's attention.

The mercenary quickly walked out with Hawkeye supporting him.

Sure enough, I saw a white man dragging a middle-aged man who was a bit embarrassed, wasn't it Zhao Yunming who was full of fear,
"Damn it, I finally caught you!" Hawkeye's eyes also showed joy. In order to catch this bastard, he wasted a lot of energy and killed many of his subordinates.

When he thought about the injury he had suffered, an invisible fire burst out instantly.

"Grass mud horse~~" His foot directly stepped on Zhao Yunming's old face, which directly involved the wound in his abdomen again. This sourness made his entire face distorted.

Zhao Yunming's face was stepped on, and he was immediately flustered, with a deep sense of panic revealed in his expression.

"Take it down, take it to the first floor, damn it~~give me a good hello!" Hawkeye, who finally got over it, said with difficulty.

Immediately, two people directly picked up Zhao Yunming, who was limp on the ground, and dragged him down.

The original mercenary who was supporting Hawkeye also quickly stepped forward to support Hawkeye and followed.

"You continue to kill all the people on this floor!" Hawkeye gave a harsh order to the remaining mercenaries. He was really upset, so he would use the blood of these people to grind calm the anger in his heart.

At this time, Zhao Yunming felt that pain in his heart, and he even let out a fart to expose himself, and let the mercenary with a very good nose smell it, otherwise he might have missed him.

This is life!
When I don't come, but at that time, I feel depressed.

What he would face made him very uneasy, not knowing what kind of torture he would encounter.

Hearing Hawkeye's weak voice, the wild dog also knew that Hawkeye must have suffered a lot of damage, and quickly returned to the first floor from the second floor while clutching his chest wound.

When seeing Hawkeye's miserable appearance, his eyes could not help but shrink severely.

This shit, I didn't expect to be worse than myself!

But when he saw Zhao Yunming who was tied up and beaten into a pig's head, he couldn't help crying and laughing.

And Eagle Eye couldn't help being surprised when he saw the wild dog's appearance, he didn't expect the wild dog to look like this.

His left hand was dripping with blood, and there were two long, pointed fingers stuck in the middle of the palm. A large piece of flesh was missing from his chest, dripping with blood. The wound was somewhat similar to his, and the positions were almost the same, so it was really a predestined relationship.

Completely wry smile, the price paid for arresting a person is really high, how many brothers have already died, this is completely beyond the wild dog's expectations.

The doctor also quickly came forward to help the wild dog treat the wound. He, who had just treated Hawkeye's wound, was even more shocked at this moment.

While breathing heavily, the wild dog glanced at Zhao Yunming with his eyes, making Zhao Yunming feel as if his whole body was blown by a very low-temperature air conditioner, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

The breath of death enveloped him, and when he saw the wound on the wild dog, he was even more horrified.

Feeling like being hacked into pieces, Zhao Yunming didn't know what to do with the treatment he would receive in the future.

At this moment, Qin Hu, who was injured, could be said to be limping towards the fourth floor. His face was covered with cold sweat. He had wrapped up the broken part of his finger with a piece of rag, and even spit on his own characteristics. The ointment was used, and the entire right leg was also numb, and the final burst of speed really exceeded the limit of his muscles.

Fortunately, I had some special ointment on my body, otherwise I would have to bleed to death.

But at this time, his eyes were firm, and his eyes were full of excitement. The anticipation for the gene potion really filled his whole heart.

He had already thought about it, he was so injured that even an ordinary person could kill him, hiding in this building, he would be killed sooner or later, so it's better to fight.

Enduring the torment of the genetic potion, and the transition period, as long as he is lucky enough to pass, he doesn't have to be afraid of anyone at all and he can kill that guy. Thinking of the wild dog, Qin Hu's eyes flashed a stern light.

Looking at the corpses all over the floor, there are mercenaries, tourists, and the bodyguards I knew before.

The one who was laughing, iron-blooded and tender at first can only lie quietly on the ground and leave this world.

Life is so fragile, death is death, there is nothing left.

There was a trace of emotion in Qin Hu's eyes, as well as a trace of sadness, but the staggering steps under his feet became more determined.

A figure appeared behind Qin Hu, without sound or trace.

Appearing quietly like a ghost, there is no extra emotion in the eyes, extremely indifferent.

This person was Zhuang Ming. He looked at Qin Hu's back with some doubts, wondering why this guy had returned to the fourth floor, and the direction seemed to be Zhao Yunming's original room.

Logically speaking, for Qin Hu in this state, the best choice is to find a hidden place to hide and recuperate. Does he think that room is the safest?
Not right!

Looking at the back that was about to fall at any time, he limped persistently towards that room.

Countless ideas floated up in Zhuang Ming's mind, but they were overturned one by one.

"It's weird, go and have a look!" Zhuang Ming's voice followed silently, without any deliberate concealment, and walked swaggeringly in the corridor, but Qin Hu in front of him was not far behind. There was actually a person following him.

(End of this chapter)