Perspective Medical Emperor

Chapter 531
It turned out that all the bastard's elbow joints or shoulder joints were either pinched and misplaced, or were snapped off.

For a moment, blood and broken bones filled it, which was shocking and horrible.

"Well, are you coming?"

Li Zhen smiled slightly, and slowly walked towards Fan Donghai who had been standing there dumbstruck.

It's like talking lightly to a best friend instead of a demon head who just tortured someone.

"You, stop for me, otherwise, I will shoot you down with one shot."

Suddenly, Fan Donghai, who was sweating profusely, woke up, immediately took out a pistol from his arms, opened the safety catch with a bang, pointed directly at Li Zhen's head, and shouted with a ferocious face.

He didn't expect Li Zhen to be so horrifying. Almost in a few breaths, he directly crippled more than a dozen of his younger brothers, and he no longer had the slightest ability to resist.

With such consequences, he had to be forced to use his last trump card, which was the pistol.

He believes that no one in this world can escape a bullet.

Even the guy in front of him whose skills are so terrifying that he can't escape the bullets.

Seeing the black muzzle pointing motionlessly at his head, Li Zhen immediately stopped moving.

His gaze was fixed, and murderous intent appeared, but disappeared in a flash.

He had never been threatened with a pistol to the head.

This is the first time this has happened.

The anger in his heart was like a fire, and the blood in his whole body was boiling.

But he knew that at this moment, he could only keep calm, otherwise, if he pushed the opponent too far, he would really shoot him in the head.

Seeing Li Zhen standing there motionless, although he couldn't see the expression under the clown's mask clearly, it could be seen from the seriousness of his eyes that his heart was full of incomparable fear.

So, Fan Donghai laughed out loud.

No, he laughed maniacally.

"Hahaha... I can't think of it, boy, no matter how skilled you are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives. But my pistol is more terrifying than kitchen knives. As long as it bangs, it will smash your head, just like smashing a knife. Just like a watermelon. Boy, be afraid, haha, if you are afraid, kneel down and kowtow a hundred times, and then I will consider letting you go."

Although Fan Donghai's performance was a bit smug, but the right hand holding the gun has always been firm and steady.

This is enough to show how strong his concentration is.

As long as he tapped his index finger lightly, the pistol would shoot a hot bullet, blowing Li Zhen's head off.

The people around were shocked when they saw pistols coming out in the scene.

Some timid people left in a hurry for fear of being hit by so-called stray bullets.

Only some brave people who are not afraid of death have been watching intently.

"You, are you sure you can shoot me?"

Li Zhen suddenly let out a contemptuous laugh.

Although the clown mask covered the expression on his face, the sneer in his eyes could still make people see his contempt for Fan Donghai.

"What, boy, at this moment, you still dare to laugh at me, then well, there is no need to kowtow to those one hundred heads, I will shoot your head right now."

Faced with Li Zhen's contempt, Fan Donghai was furious, almost out of breath, his facial features distorted by anger looked extremely terrifying.

He didn't expect that the other party would dare to ridicule himself under his own pistol.

It was an insult to his self-esteem.

He panted heavily, stared at Li Zhen, and said through gritted teeth: "Boy, don't look for me after you die. It's none of my business. You forced me, and someone above wants to kill you."

Having said that, he moved his right index finger.

There was a loud bang, a flash of fire flashed, a hot bullet shot forward, and a wisp of smoke spewed out from the black muzzle of the gun.

But after the gunshots, Li Zhen disappeared in front of him.

I don't know where the hot bullet hit.

Fan Donghai's eyes widened, and he looked ahead in astonishment.

He clearly saw the bullet flying towards Li Zhen's head, but why didn't he see Li Zhen's body fall down, and even the figure disappeared.

Did it fly away?

Or it was transformed by the master magician's magic that changed the living person.

This is too unbelievable, unbelievable.

Immediately afterwards, Fan Donghai felt his right hand lighten, and then he saw his pistol in the other hand, and pointed the black muzzle at his chest.

He couldn't help but turn pale with fright, and hurriedly covered his head and shouted: "Don't shoot, be careful not to fire."

After talking about it, it was discovered that the owner of the pistol turned out to be Li Zhen.

The speed was so fast that he couldn't react at all.

After he reacted, he was as motionless as a stone sculpture.

At this moment, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body was icy cold.

He stared blankly at Li Zhen, his throat rolled for a while, but he couldn't make a sound anymore.

"Why, didn't you just fire a shot, and you were afraid of going off. I don't believe this gun will go off."

Li Zhen said with a smile.

He'd never grabbed a gun, and this was his first experience with a gun.

So, without even thinking about it, I pulled the trigger directly.

At this moment, Fan Donghai was so scared that he almost wet his pants.

Bat, let go of a shot.

The gun didn't even spit out bullets.

It was so unexpected.

"Wow Kaka, I got stuck, is my luck so good?"

Fan Donghai, who came back from the ghost gate, was so happy that he couldn't help laughing wildly.

He can't wait to buy a lottery ticket with this super high luck now.

Li Zhen was a little annoyed, and couldn't help shouting angrily: "I don't believe it, your luck is so good?"

Then, he pulled the trigger again.

Beep, two beeps in a row, but both shots were fired.

This time, Li Zhen's face was almost green with anger.

He couldn't help raising the gun, looked it over carefully, and cursed angrily, "This is a broken thing, it can't shoot bullets."

"Haha..., I have to go buy a lottery ticket today, I want to buy 1 yuan in one go, and win back all the money in the prize pool."

Fan Donghai laughed wildly, put his hands on his hips, leaned forward and backward with laughter, extremely rampant.

God doesn't accept him, so why should he have any scruples?

"Don't laugh, it's too noisy."

Li Zhen lost face by firing empty guns three times in a row, and couldn't help shouting at Fan Donghai angrily and destructively.

"Haha, I just want to laugh. If you have the ability, just use this pistol to kill me. I have no complaints. If you can't kill me, then you can't blame me. Let's settle the matter. You go your way, and I pass. My single-plank bridge."

Fan Donghai said cheerfully.

"Really?"

Li Zhen was very angry, his eyes were on fire, and he asked in a low voice.

"Of course, I mean what I say."

Fan Donghai held Tang high, and said very proudly.

"Well, this time I want to see if your luck is really so good?"

Li Zhen shoved the barrel of the gun into Fan Donghai's mouth viciously, blocking his sneer.

The index finger pulled the trigger again.

With a loud bang, a bullet quickly pierced through the back of Fan Donghai's head, carrying blood, and shot toward the wall in front of him. With a jingle, it rolled to the ground, still emitting a trace of heat.

(End of this chapter)