Capture the River

Qin Chuan did a psychological profile for Mr. Gong. Mr. Gong is a person with a very weak sense of morality. This sense of morality is limited to respecting others and not bullying the weak.Although Mr. Gong seems to be very pampered, this subtle respect and self-respect is not due to the self-sufficiency of a natural superior, but more like a self-restraint of a strong person who knows his own destructive power.

Qin Chuan suspects that Mr. Gong may have been raised as a fighter or killer since he was a child, and then he entered society. Although he pretended to be a gentleman, Mr. Gong's bloodthirsty nature does not conflict with this moral restraint, and even has the upper hand.

For example, Mr. Gong will give Qin Chuan a certain degree of freedom, but the subtext of this freedom is: I have already given you freedom, if you resist again, you will do something wrong, so don’t blame me for being rude.When Mr. Gong thinks that Qin Chuan has violated the rules he made, he will no longer regard Qin Chuan as a "person who needs respect" or a "weak person", but as a "person who defies his will". moral stand, and then bared its fangs mercilessly.

Mr. Gong followed his word and gave Qin Chuan a drip himself.When there was still half a bottle of glucose left, Qin Chuan felt his strength return.

The electric shock device was turned off, the three restraint rings had been untied, and only the injured right foot was still hoisted up—this [-]-square-meter empty operating room had a floor height of about three meters, and Qin Chuan could see the traces on the floor tiles. It was judged that many other large-scale instruments or furniture had been placed in the house, and it was only recently moved out.

The question now is how to leave this room that only Mr. Gong can enter and exit, and what is waiting for him outside the room.Fortunately, Mr. Gong said very generously that the password to open the door is today's eight-digit date, and there is only one chance to open the door. As long as Qin Chuan can reach the door, he will let Qin Chuan go.

Qin Chuan was very good at pretending to be in a coma. He fooled the brain doctor at the No. 1 Civilian Hospital in Jianning City. It was not a big deal to control his breathing rate, eyelashes, and muscle tension and pretend to be asleep.About five hours later, Mr. Gong came to check on the medication.

Qin Chuan moved his hands and feet just now, and his right ankle is now swollen like a steamed bun, and the wound on his back can't heal under the malicious grinding, and the bed sheet is full of bloodstains.

Mr. Gong sighed, and used the password to untie the metal restraint belt on Qin Chuan's right leg.

The moment he turned his back to Qin Chuan, there was wind in his ear, and he turned his head to avoid it while saying flatly, "Has the game started, Boss Qin?"

Qin Chuan didn't have time to answer, and immediately stepped on the operating bed and kicked fiercely with a roundabout kick if the blow failed!

He is standing in a high position at the moment, and it is most convenient to attack Mr. Gong's head. At such a close distance, Mr. Gong has no time to dodge, so he raises his elbow!

Qin Chuan's right foot was injured and he had to stand on his left leg. At this moment, he only felt severe pain in his entire right calf, and his shin seemed to hit an iron plate!

He was terrified, until now he had an intuitive feeling of Mr. Gong's fighting power!His leg is enough to kick a [-]kg sandbag up to [-] degrees, but it is only as strong as Mr. Gong's forearm!

The veins on the back of Qin Chuan's hands bulged, he turned around and raised two fingers, and thrust towards Mr. Gong's eyes!

Mr. Gong slammed into Qin Chuan's lower body in a short body, and brushed past with Li Feng's fingers, and the infusion stand was brought down, but he didn't even blink, and punched Qin Chuan's left knee!

Qin Chuan sank his hand, and suddenly pressed and pushed on Mr. Gong's shoulder well point, using his strength to roll over backwards and at the same time throw the operating table flying!

As soon as Qin Chuan stood firmly on the ground, Mr. Gong flew up on the bed with the glass shards from the infusion bottle, and kicked him straight!

While Qin Chuan turned around to avoid it, at the same time, the sheet in his hand was like a noose, and he whipped Mr. Gong in the face!

Mr. Gong turned his head to avoid Qin Chuan's elbow, but Qin Chuan was just a feint. His real purpose was to twist the bed sheet around Mr. Gong's neck with his hands!

Mr. Gong didn't advance but retreated, he didn't care about the shackles around his neck, instead he took advantage of this to grab Qin Chuan's hands, his fists flashed, and hit Qin Chuan's lower body so fast that people couldn't see clearly!

Qin Chuan yanked his hand violently, raised his knees and raised his legs to block repeatedly, but it was really not as fast as Mr. Gong's punching speed, but after a few back and forth, Mr. Gong found an opening and hit his abdomen hard while blocking his hands.

Jiuwei point is located seven inches above the navel and half an inch below the xiphoid process. It is the collateral point of the Ren meridian and is one of the 36 death points of the human body.After being hit, it impacts the arteries and veins of the abdominal wall, as well as the liver and gallbladder, vibrates the heart, and in severe cases, the blood stagnates and dies!

Mr. Gong was very accurate in identifying the acupoints. Although the fighting rhythm was extremely fast, he punched the dovetail with the protruding metacarpal bone of the middle finger. Qin Chuan only felt a tightness in his chest, as if his internal organs were instantly oppressed and his breathing was stagnant.

But Qin Chuan's muscles still reacted, and the knee lift in the middle section directly turned into a high-end sweeping leg, and a kick that changed the line bypassed Mr. Gong's arm and hit the side of the head!

Mr. Gong let go immediately, and did a backflip with an iron bridge. Qin Chuan twitched vigorously, and the bed sheet swept Mr. Gong down with a strong wind!

Mr. Gong turned over on the ground with one hand on a kite. When turning over, he grabbed the bed sheet with the other hand and pulled it vigorously. When he rolled over in the air, he had already given Qin Chuan a three-stage kick!

Qin Chuan retreated again and again, but was restrained by the bed sheet. Before his feet landed, Mr. Gong had Qin Chuan's neck caught in his arms. He pressed his thumb on the Baihui point and at the same time lowered his body and gave Qin Chuan a shoulder. fall!

The verses are as follows: Baihui fell to the ground, and his tail did not return home; Zhangmen was hit, and nine out of ten people died!

Mr. Gong said he didn’t give in, but he really didn’t. This time Qin Chuan’s head hit the ground heavily, a huge shock in his head made his eyes dizzy, and he was almost blind for a few long but short seconds. An avalanche!

However, when the eardrums were buzzing, the trance-like hearing caught the rustling of clothes. Mr. Gong took off his clothes, and his voice was full of joy: "The first round is over, now it's my turn."

Mr. Gong raised Qin Chuan's intact left leg, folded it fiercely towards his chest, and pulled the bed sheet just now to tie Qin Chuan's thigh, calf and chest tightly together!

Qin Chuan's heart was full of alarm bells, but he was caught off guard and exhaled in pain!

Then there is the pain.

excruciating pain.

Qin Chuan thought to himself mockingly, it turned out that Mr. Gong was really gentle for the first time.

It turns out that this is the feeling of the body being split in half alive.

Qin Chuan felt that he was very much like the devil who was sliced ​​open in the anti-Japanese drama. It hurt too much. It seemed that it was not a human body, but a fucking iron cone, the kind that had just been quenched on the fire.

That action can't be called piercing, it can only be called poking, the kind of poking that the tongs poke the coal stove, every time is fierce, and every time is poisonous, as if it really wants to pierce his intestines and pierce him from the tail hole , nailed to the cold ground!

In fact, Qin Chuan could no longer feel whether the marble on his back was hot or cold.

All his attention was taken away by the overwhelming pain.

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Qin Chuan didn't know that his expression was extremely emotional, his brows seemed to be furrowed but he was powerless, the peaks of his brows were wet with sweat, his eyelashes were as red as if they had been smoked, faintly glistening with physiological tears, the two The lips that can usually open and close can be sarcasm and talk elegantly are so pale that there is no color at all, the lower jaw is raised like a heron's arc, and the Adam's apple looks especially beautiful and helpless when it rolls.

Qin Chuan felt that his physique was too good, and he still didn't pass out after being pressed to the ground and fucked like this when he had concussion and internal injury.

He couldn't tell how much time had passed. He tried to time the time, but the dizziness in his head was still there, and the pain continued until he lost consciousness. He also lost the ability to judge. He had no idea how long Mr. Gong would last. , Did I faint and had a dream and woke up again.

……

Studies have shown that when a man ejaculates, his heart stops slightly and his mind relaxes.

From the current point of view, this is Qin Chuan's only chance.

When Mr. Gong pinched Qin Chuan's thin needle that was stabbing at his Juque acupoint, he was not too angry. He threw the needle away and untied Qin Chuan's left leg from the bed sheet: "The infusion needle? Boss Qin? It's quite tolerable. But the length and strength are not enough, and the angle is not very good. Boss Qin can try Zhangmen acupoint next time."

Qin Chuan barely lifted his heavy eyelids and rolled his eyes.

Despite the backlight, Mr. Gong's body still has a cold color, is white and smooth, without any scars, and he can't be seen as a violent person at all.

Mr. Gong helped Qin Chuan up and leaned against his arms, gently pinched Qin Chuan's right ankle to make sure that the injury was not too serious, and then rubbed Qin Chuan's leg and kicked the bruise on his forearm, as if feeling It's too quiet: "Boss Qin isn't going to say something?"

Qin Chuan thought for a while and asked, "Boss Gong mentioned stimulating his groin with voltage, what happened?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he found that his vocal cords seemed to have been scorched by fire, and his voice was so hoarse that it didn't sound like a human voice.

Mr. Gong looked at Qin Chuan with a very appreciative look: "Boss Qin is a very rare person who makes me interested."

Qin Chuan was a little surprised: "Really? To be honest, from your first performance, you don't look like a person with a cold personality."

Although the movements are unhurried, the size and skill are definitely battle-tested.

Mr. Gong leaned over Qin Chuan's forehead with a smile, only Qin Chuan's figure was reflected in his pure black pupils with a standard round shape, he looked affectionate and dedicated, and his voice was as gentle and mellow as a cello Solo: "Boss Qin is very rare and unique to me."

Qin Chuan tried hard to shrug his shoulders, but failed, so he raised his eyebrows: "My pleasure?"

Mr. Gong replied politely: "You are welcome."

Qin Chuan sneered, but the next second he raised his left hand, and several pieces of broken glass that had just been sharpened by him flew towards Mr. Gong's face, covering the area from the eyes to the collarbone!

At the same time, he stabbed his own carotid artery with a piece of blood-stained broken glass!

If this blow is solid, Qin Chuan himself will undoubtedly die!