Chapter 1468

After killing two night road robbers, Zhang Jingzhe suffered severe pain, holding the steering wheel in his left hand and the right leg of the dead driver in his right hand from time to time,

let the taxi keep the speed of 50 or 60 yards for more than ten minutes. When he felt that the terrifying Bulldog couldn't catch up with him for a moment,

then he drove the car down the mud channel and stopped in the mud more than ten meters away On the ground, first look for something useful in the storage box of the co driver's seat, then get off and open the trunk.

Seeing that there was a real person in the trunk, Zhang Jingzhe sneered, regardless of whether the real taxi driver was still alive or not. Together with him, two people died in the car, and the strong man dragged the car,

casually, he was still at the side of the stream by the side of the road, searched, got a lot of Korean coins and two mobile phones, and then used the towel and washing things found in the car to clean his face at the side of the stream Blood on the surface.

Finally, looking at the bloodstain on his clothes, Zhang Jingzhe gritted his teeth and pulled out the clothes from the real driver and put them on himself.

After driving for more than ten minutes, I just wanted to go directly to Busan and get on the boat to escape from Shengtian. As soon as I relaxed, the wound of my left finger and other injuries on my body became more and more painful.

Moreover, the wounds on the severed fingers, back and chest were all infected by the soil. They not only swelled up, but also felt numb, itchy and tingling.

It seems that if you don't go to the hospital to clean and treat the wound, you may have a fever in a few hours.

"Asshole, asshole.".

He hit the steering wheel with his right hand in anger and cursed the white ghost's ancestors. After 18 generations, he thought silently about where there was a 24-hour clinic on the way to Busan.

More than an hour later, the taxi pulled into the edge of a medium-sized city, stopped outside a small private clinic, and took out three $100 bills from his pocket.

unexpectedly, doctor Bangzi asked for three times the normal black market price.

Zhang Jingzhe's eyes were cold, and he was determined to kill the doctor. Otherwise, if he had no money, how could he hire a boat to gard island?

And usually just look at people not pleasing to the eye will be under the killer of him, how can pass the opportunity to increase the price of the black market doctor.

And since doctor Bangzi dares to take over the black work, he must also have a basis.

Before entering the operating room, a patrol stick police car stopped on the street outside the clinic. Soon a young woman came out of the clinic, looked left and right, made sure no one was following, and then quickly delivered an envelope into the car.

An hour later, Zhang Jingzhe's upper body, left hand, corner of mouth and face were all dealt with. He went to the bathroom, dragged his tired body out of the clinic, and Bangzi's police car left with flashing lights.

Ten minutes later, his figure suddenly appeared at the corner of the street. After observing for a while, he quietly climbed up to the second floor of the clinic and got in through the window of the bathroom.

But I didn't notice that there were two Harley heavy cruise motorcycles on a street a few hundred meters away.

William looked at the picture coming from the smart helmet and asked the white ghost, "don't you want to stop him from killing again?"

White ghost face expressionless shake his head, "unless you speak, otherwise these people and I have anything to do?"

William thought and was right that Bangzi's life and death really had nothing to do with him, let alone being a black doctor in Zhang Jingzhe's scum business, he had to understand the risks of this business.

When Zhang Jingzhe killed the greedy doctor easily, and then saw that the only nurse in the clinic looked young and beautiful. He used a folding knife to control the person and dragged him into the ward,

the white ghost turned up his mouth and interrupted him when his enemy was most excited. If the number of times increased, he might not have a chance to rise in the future.

First came, the white ghost said to William with a smile, "boss, it's my turn.".

William nodded. A few minutes later, Zhang Jingzhe was in the ward of the clinic, forcing the nurse to strip. Then, just as he was about to put a putter into the hole, his ears suddenly moved.

he quickly picked up his pants, turned his head and saw the smiling white ghost. He didn't know when to open the door and entered the ward. Then, in Zhang Jingzhe's frightened eyes,

he found the spare rubber baton in his hand A fierce blow hit Zhang Jingzhe on the uninjured face.

Poof.

Huge impact, instant let Zhang Jingzhe spit out a few teeth again, blood splashing head hit the ward wall.

Without waiting for Zhang Jingzhe, who is dizzy with pain on both sides of his cheeks and other wounds, to get up, the white ghost steps forward with squinting eyes,

waving the rubber baton in his hand, and facing Zhang Jingzhe with a ton of smoke.

"Ah, stop it, asshole, stop it.".

Zhang Jingzhe raised his arm and felt that his bones were about to break after only a few strokes.

But as soon as he put down his hand, the baton hit his head and shoulder, forcing him to lift his hands again to resist the crazy waving baton.

Fortunately, the white ghost has no plan to kill Zhang Jingzhe at this time, and wants to continue the cat and mouse game. After waving the baton for more than ten times, he puts the attack point on Zhang Jingzhe's thigh, back and buttock."Bang bang bang" dozens of hits, finally let the white ghost feel comfortable.

He threw away the baton and knocked the stunned nurse unconscious. With his gloved hand, the white ghost grabbed Zhang Jingzhe's dizzy hair and dragged it out of the ward.

The sharp pain on his scalp made Zhang Jingzhe wake up. At the same time, he screamed and cursed, but he secretly felt his hand in his pocket, took out a folding knife and stabbed the white ghost in the back.

But as soon as the dagger was stabbed out, the white ghost with gloves grasped the blade.

Damn it.

Looking at the innocent gloves on the white ghost's hand, Zhang Jingzhe shakes the folding knife fiercely. However, he finds that no matter how he turns the knife, there is no sign of any scratch on the glove which can't see the material.

Without waiting for him to think about the origin of the gloves, the white ghost punched Zhang Jingzhe in the face, then stepped on his back,

squinted and grabbed Zhang Jingzhe's foot, and stabbed his ankle with the folding knife in his hand without any hesitation.

In the cry of Zhang Jingzhe's pain, the white ghost picks his hand and cuts off Zhang Jingzhe's hamstring without pity.

The white ghost stood watching Zhang Jingzhe yelling and even banging his head against the wall for a few minutes before kicking Zhang Jingzhe on the head.

after kicking someone unconscious, the white ghost thought for a while, then dragged Zhang Jingzhe to the operating room, tied his hands and feet with adhesive tape,

and then went to the pharmacy to find more than a dozen bottles of alcohol, opened the bottle cap and faced the operating table Zhang Jingzhe's chest, palms and ankles were poured up.

"Ah, ah, ah.".

The sharp pain instantly wakes Zhang Jingzhe up. With a burning feeling deep into the bone marrow, Zhang Jingzhe immediately feels that he is in hell.

It took half an hour to pour seven or eight bottles of alcohol in a row. After Zhang Jingzhe began to feel numb and his voice was hoarse,

the white ghost turned his mouth up, went into the pharmacy again, found an epinephrine injection, and gave Zhang Jingzhe an injection in the neck.