"It's too late."

Vice President Ferdinand put away the knife inserted into Wright's chest, and he took a piece of disinfectant cotton and gently wiped the blood dyed the blade red.

Wright's consciousness began to dissipate. He actually had a premonition since he was influenced by Vice President Ferdinand's emotions that he was probably trapped in the other party's mental storm.

But Vice President Ferdinand has always used his ability to guide Wright to avoid thinking in this direction. He definitely cannot directly control Wright's consciousness, but it is simple to guide him in a simple and obscure spirit to experts in the field of psychology.

"Fat pig, you are the ones who haven't grown up. Children can only see the growth of their strength, but it is often the hearts of people who decide the outcome. You have to learn to hide yourself first, be cruel and decisive at critical moments, so that you can be invincible in all battlefields."

Vice President Ferdinand looked at Wright, whose eyes were gradually losing focus, and he said softly and patiently as if he was a teacher.

"It's a pity that this is the last moment I have taught you, goodbye to the child forever." He pushed Wright's body gently, and Wright fell down on his back. He tried his best to reach out and grab something, but what wrapped him was a deep sense of weightlessness and powerlessness.

boom.

Wright smashed on the marble floor in the room, his breathing was so weak that it was undetectable that blood stained the whole coat red.

Vice President Ferdinand took off his white coat and covered Wright. He opened the heavy metal door and walked out with heavy steps.

"Today in New York City is destined to be a crazy and sleepless night. Welcome the scarecrow standing on the top of New York!"

The arrogant tone mixed with laughter became farther and farther away, and the metal door gradually closed up. The woman was still sitting on the chair and smiling strangely. The one who fell to the ground was a blood-stained body covered with a white coat. The bright red blood even spread to the white doctor's coat, which looked very eye-catching.

The room was terriblely silent, and I could not hear any movement...

"Damn it, I'm really so thrusting, okay? It hurts so much!"

A huge voice shouted, and then the white coat was lifted into the air and fell down, like a huge white butterfly. Wright came out from under the white coat, covered his chest, and jumped his feet while shouting.

"I'm not dead yet. It's not auspicious to cover people with white clothes! Bah bah bah bah!"

"As it turns out that those guys from the equipment department are right to ask for a pack of micro plasma. This thing is really good in bleeding!"

"Wuwuwu Bulwo, this guy, has a very long scalpel, and his chest is painful."

Wright took off his shirt and the tactical vest on the inner side. He took a pack of bloody plasma bags from the side of the tactical vest that was close to his body, and there was a wound the size of an index finger nail on his left chest.

However, the wound is not deep and is not fatal.

Wright rubbed the wound on his chest and scolded Vice President Ferdinand for a while before he calmed down because he was tired of scolding.

"Stop staring at me, you look weird and creepy when you smile like this." Wright turned his head and looked at the woman who had been staring at him on the other side of the glass. There was still a strange smile on her face.

"Okay, okay, your man made my heart break. I will save you after I'll wait a while. Sister, it's wrong. Should I call me... sister?"

...

A visit to the Presbyterian Hospital, consultation hall.

Part of Chu Zihang's body was wrapped in dark brown scales, and his golden eyes were burning and burning. This was his state of bloodshed, because under normal circumstances, he was not confident that he could resist the enemy who had completely turned into a monster.

The monster, half-human and half-dragon-shaped, was covered with thick dark blue scales all over her body. Huge and dense bone spurs pierced out of her membrane, filled with a sense of violence.

Its pupils have completely transformed into two golden vertical pupils, and its sharp and slender claws seem to easily pierce human skin and take lives.

It was an extremely dangerous thing, not accepted by the mixed race, and regarded by the dragon clan as a dead object that can be abandoned at any time - Deadpool.

A dragon-shaped deadpool, a huge monster that changed step by step in front of Chu Zihang. Chu Zihang's intuition told him that the deadpool turned into by black female nurse Martha Ellino is far stronger than the ordinary deadpool.

Because behind that huge power is the pain and entanglements of the sad woman throughout her life.

The air was twisted and scorching. The temperature around Chu Zihang was rising in geometric multiples. The fire was bright and surging. Chu Zihang used him as the origin to eject a thick column of fire with a high temperature of 800 degrees Celsius!

"break!"

It was Chu Zihang's spell. He read the complicated dragon text quickly, and it sounded like the word "break" in Chinese.

Yan Ling·Jun Yan!

The surging flames shone brightly on the originally dark consultation hall, and the huge dragon-shaped black shadow in the flames was vaguely seen to be defeated repeatedly.

The gorgeous column of fire gushed to the marble wall, and the wall was roasted hot and charred. The dragon-shaped figure showed its shape after a burst of white smoke. The originally iron-green dragon scales were burned into a dark red color. Its skin was relatively fragile and was burned to pieces by the flames, but it did not howl or moan, because it had long lost consciousness, could not feel pain, nor could it experience death.

It once again ran towards Chu Zihang with its thick claws. Its huge body made the marble floor under its feet crack like a spider web. Its explosive calf kicked with force, and its body shot towards Chu Zihang like a cannonball.

Chu Zihang jumped, and his amazing jumping power actually exceeded the head of a monster more than two meters high. At this moment, Cun Yu, who was originally used to kill people, seemed to have become the chef's royal knife in his hand. Chu Zihang poured Jun Yan out again on the top of the monster's head. The flames not only burned the monster but also heated his Cun Yu.

The sword with high temperature cuts across the monster's body like a cook Ding cuts a cow. Chu Zihang's pair of golden eyes found out the four most deadly weaknesses of the monster in a short period of time.

Eyes, chin, back neck, knee bend!

There are almost no dragon scales wrapped around these places, or there are too many exposed parts. Chu Zihang's village rain cut four blood marks on the monster along the four points from top to bottom.

Blood spewed out like a pillar, instantly dyeing the ground of the consultation hall red, like a bright red and thick blood lake.

The monster seemed to have been cut off the connection line inside the body, and couldn't stop kneeling down. As it fell, its huge arm swung heavily at Chu Zihang.
Chapter completed!