Chapter 50: Iceberg Killer: Gentle Healer Pursuing Leng Qinglang (1)

On the evening of the second day when he was put into the dungeon of Huangfu's house, Dugu escaped from prison.
He attacked the bodyguard who came to deliver the dinner, escaped from his own cell, and spent two hours climbing from the underground eighteenth floor to the first floor.
That's right, for two hours, this is because Huangfu's family even repaired the dungeon's lifting frame to a particularly high level. The first floor is comparable to the normal ten-story floor. It is deeply embedded in the ground and almost digs out oil!
The lighting in the dungeon corridor is very sufficient. It is like daylight. Under this light, Dugu can't converge and sneak, and he has to run all the way to fight against his scalp. Many of the bodyguards were solved with the skill of the master of the Thousand Kill Pavilion. Seized a pistol, a diamond dagger, and a bullet clip ... just picking up equipment while fighting, and when he got to the ground, Dugu had successfully armed himself fully.
For Dugu, the first priority is to escape from Huangfu's house, find some medicines to deal with the vaguely deteriorating wounds, solve the killers who are about to kill themselves, and then find a relatively safe foothold. point.
So Dugu headed toward the door of Huangfu's house without returning. He converged, and used his stealth skills. The pure black figure melted into the night, silent.
Not far away, a group of ten bodyguard patrol teams approached Dugu, holding his breath, and flattened himself to the dark corner. The bodyguard patrol team didn't notice anything and went straight to it.
Dugu: "..."
Darkness is my protective color.
My bloodthirsty, sinful, and unbearable monster, the rotten breath that emanates from me is perfectly integrated with the darkness. When I lurk in the darkness, no one can find me ...
Humph.
Dugu leaned against the thick frosted wall surrounded by his own iceberg gas field, and hummed coldly in his heart.
However, the frost on the wall was reflecting the pale light under the moonlight, which could hardly be more obvious! Not to mention the footprints formed by the frost under his feet, the white footprints all the way from the direction of the dungeon to the soles of solitary feet, and the black footprints of small animals in the snow have the same meaning. Under bright moonlight, the white footprints have fluorescent indicators The lamp also shows the position of loneliness!
however……
Strictly abide by the original setting, the patrol bodyguards who must wear sunglasses no matter how soon, fall into a deep meditation on the ground three meters away from Dugu: "..."
It ’s so dark and I ca n’t see anything wearing sunglasses. Where am I going? What am I doing? Why am I wearing sunglasses? Where ’s my captain? ?
So, under the cover of night and sunglasses, Dugu smoothly escaped from Master Huangfu's giant house and walked towards the hospital closest to Huangfu's house in his memory.
ten minutes later.
"Come out." As he passed by an alley inaccessible, Dugu suddenly stopped and said coldly.
Quietly around, no one was there.
Dugu snorted, turned his head and walked into the dark alley where the moonlight couldn't shine, and said for the second time: "Come out, I'm familiar with your breath."
As soon as his voice fell, dozens of people popped up in the darkness that was empty before a moment! The dozens of cold and brutal murderous enemies that followed stabbed directly into Dugu like a sharp ice cone.
Yes, in order to kill the master of the cabinet, the highest cabinet kung fu in accordance with the rules, Qiansha Pavilion went to the rescue ...
After a few seconds of silence, the headed person said coldly, "You have failed in assassination of Master Huangfu."
Dugu: "Huh."
The headed person: "In accordance with the rules of Qiansha Pavilion, we must dispose of you."
Dugu: "Huh."
He said nothing but hum, his eyes were as cold as ice, but hot.
"The failed killer is not worth living." After a moment of confrontation, a cold voice cut through the night, and then, dozens of killers each used their housekeeping skills to kill the duke alone!
In fact, this break the rules is not reasonable at all. It is very difficult to train a qualified killer, not to mention the top killer who is proficient in eighteen martial arts and stealth. It is just a thousand kills if a mission fails. There is no need to do it.
But there is no way, after all, the settings are there!
Du Gu's eyes flashed sharply, the electric light flint flew up, two slender legs drawn a beautiful arc in the dark night, and then he landed on the fence steadily to avoid the first round of fire. And with the index fingers of both hands, the two pistols inserted on the left and right sides of the belt were drawn. The dark muzzle turned around in the air, and the muzzle burst into a series of shining sparks. With two pops, two The killer fell to the ground dullly like a deflated pocket.
After two shots, Dugu used stealth skills, Qing Jun's figure disappeared in the wind, but he disappeared in a few seconds. However, he appeared in a dark corner opposite the wall. After the two shots, two killers fell down. .
In this alley that even moonlight can't come in, Dugu is like a drop of water in the sea formed by darkness, suddenly jumping out with the waves, suddenly disappearing, and every time he appears, he will knock down at least two Killers ... After all, these killers were cultivated by the owner of Dugu Pavilion himself, so Dugu understands each of them's weaknesses and fighting habits! Knowing oneself is cheating!
So, after the end of the twenty-minute battle, the funeral and love of Qiansha Pavilion was tragically destroyed by the owner ...
The disappearance of a terrorist and violent organization is also a great achievement.
Dugu stood up from the pool of blood on the ground.
When the last person was killed, the leader of the operation, the lonely bullet ran out. The first strong killer and the second strong killer in the Thousand Kill Pavilion, like two beasts, scuffled and smashed into a ball, entangled tightly, and Dugu pulled out a diamond dagger around his waist and pierced his throat. The short knife struck Duke ’s heart. Both were holding a knife, and the other hand was against the opponent ’s knife-holding hand. Due to the close force, they were deadlocked for a while ...
After three minutes of deadlock, Dugu successfully froze the opponent!
Very unprepared to die! The leader said that he would not stare.
Dugu sipped his saliva and said coldly, "Well, there isn't any one who can fight."
Immediately, he continued to walk towards the hospital in a pant, and after a few killings, he also had a few new injuries on his body, one of which was still in the thigh area. I do n’t know if it was the main injury. The blood vessels, blood flow, soaked half of the pants, the visual effect is like a fierce aunt ...
However, the blood that bleed in my stomach for several hours yesterday morning did not die, so according to this blood-resistant setting, I ca n’t die this time either. Dugu looked calm and resolute, avoiding pedestrians with unknown truth along the way, and arrived successfully. The target hospital dived in by bypassing the guard.
This hospital is famous for its high fees. Lonely is now penniless, and as the owner of the Thousand Kill Pavilion, he is also a dangerous person wanted all year round in the world. Even if he has money, he cannot go to the hospital brightly. Usually, the killers of Qianshage are treated by the killer of a part-time doctor in the court. However, the part-time doctor has just been killed by the lone in the melee!
Following the light, Dugu touched the nearest doctor's office on his own, sneaking quietly like a ghost.
There was a young male doctor sitting in the duty room. He was burying his head and struggling to write a book. The expression of concentration made his side face even more beautiful. He was wearing a clean white coat without half-folds, and the same white inside. Shirt, exposed hands, and skin on the face are white as if exuding a soft light. Against this background, the thick and dark hair and eyebrows are drawn by ink pens on white paper. Comes out exquisitely delicate.
Yes, this is Dr. Xuanyuan, the world's number one physician.
Although I don't know why the number one doctor in the world actually has to work night shifts hard ...
With a cold breath, a blood-stained diamond dagger arrived silently in Dr. Xuanyuan's throat.
"Who?" Doctor Xuanyuan froze, but soon calmed down.
As a doctor engaged in high-risk occupations, in addition to studying the necessary professional knowledge in the medical school, Xuanyuan has also taken multiple combat-related courses, and is proficient in karate, Sanda, Judo, swordsmanship, shooting, and small capture!
Although in fact he started to be sure that he could not defeat the professional loneliness, but without knowing the strength of the other party, Xuanyuan didn't panic.
Dugu: "Huh."
Xuanyuan: "?"
After a few seconds, Dugu seemed to suddenly remember that a "hum" was not enough to express his meaning. He had to speak. He opened his mouth and said, "I ..."
Xuanyuan frowned slightly and said, "You're injured. You want me to help you?"
The words he wanted to say had already been finished by the other party, and Dugu stunned and said, "Hum."
... but how did this guy know?
"You have a heavy smell," Xuanyuan explained extremely understandingly, and then he raised his hands to show friendliness. "Release me first and let me see the wound."
Dugu slowly relaxed his restraint on Xuanyuan. Xuanyuan turned his hands and surrendered. Xuanyuan's lip angle with a slight upward curvature made him look gentle and calm. Dugu seemed to have never thought of a knife threatened People would be so calm, and the darkness of the eyes would tremble slightly.
Two people, one white and clean, tender and luscious, and one black, blood-stained, and cruel.
They stood opposite each other, staring at each other for a moment.
"Where's the wound?" Xuanyuan asked, looking away kindly, and nodded towards the corner of the room. "There is a treatment bed over there, you can sit down."
Tokgo walked over and sat down, one step at a time.
He first lifted up his coat, exposing the thin and thin waist inside, and removed the gauze that he had wrapped around with a thick layer in an amateur way, and said coldly: "Gunshot, I picked out the bullet and took antibiotics , But the wound seems to be infected. "
Xuanyuan frowned and observed for a moment, and said, "What about the other wounds? You seem to be losing a lot of blood. I will stop the bleeding first."
Dugu frowned and snorted coldly, but did not move.
Xuanyuan smiled with a temperament, and looked at Dugu from head to toe, and found the cracked fabric at the root of the other's thigh and the cricket wound.
"Take off your trousers, and I'll prepare something for hemostasis." Xuanyuan calmly ordered, and got up and walked to the dressing room next door.
Tokgo's face was terribly stiff, he hesitated for a moment, and gritted his teeth and pulled down his pants.