At this moment, the tall man's hand had taken out a pocket, and it was a pistol. Before the man could raise his gun and aim at Li Liang, Ling Hao had already jumped over, kicked the man's wrist in the air, and kicked the gun away.
But the guy ignored Ling Hao. He took out a bright dagger with his other hand and aimed at Li Liang to stab him.
How could Ling Hao let him succeed? She grabbed him by the collar, pulled him back hard, and threw him on his back to the ground.
At this time, Li Liang was protected by Tian Yong and Xueting and retreated, and the killer had no chance to take action again. He threw off the peaked cap on his head angrily and stared at Ling Hao with murderous eyes. It was obvious that he had blamed Ling Hao for the failure of the mission. If he didn't kill him, he would not attack Li Liang again. Chance.
"Go and help." Li Liang looked at Tian Yong and Yang Xueting standing aside.
Tian Yong smiled and said: "Have you ever seen a leopard help a tiger? With Ling Hao's skills, the two of us together are no match for him. With the level of the killer, even twenty of them are not enough for him. Don’t worry.”
A flash of cold light flashed, the killer stepped forward, and stabbed Ling Hao's throat with the dagger. The latter smiled contemptuously, and lightly blocked the dagger to the side with his left hand, and then with his right hand, he suddenly struck out as fast as Meteor's three punches immediately made the killer dizzy and caused his nose to bleed. However, Ling Hao had no intention of letting him go. He grabbed the killer's arm with his left hand, turned his fist into an elbow with his right hand, and pointed at the opponent's head to say hello again. This was a battlefield fighting technique used by special forces. It was absolutely vicious and vicious. , in just 10 seconds, the killer has turned into a pig head. If this was not a public place and Ling Hao had used two more brutal moves, this guy would have died on the spot.
But some people don't know how to cherish their lives. The killer was also anxious. He turned the dagger in his hand and wanted to stab Ling Hao in the shoulder. The latter frowned, and there was a hint of killing intent in his eyes, as if a cheetah suddenly jumped up and hit the killer's chin with his knee. This move was so cruel. The guy flew up in a high-jumping posture. The clear "click" sound made everyone's eyelids twitch. It was obvious that the killer's jaw was finished, and the comminuted fracture was definitely It can't be run away. He fell to the ground like a broken sack, his face covered in blood, and he could never get up again.
"Stop!" A woman's voice sounded, and a woman with dreadlocks and a snake head tattoo on her neck pressed a butterfly knife against Cheng Zhuxin's neck and roared at Ling Hao with a fierce look on her face. However, her Before he finished speaking, Cheng Zhuxin "disappeared" in front of him. She had no idea who she was holding hostage. She was an elite policewoman in Interpol. Although she seemed to have little chance of taking action with Ling Hao and other special forces, her skills could not be underestimated.
At this moment, Zhu Xin's whole body was like a compressed spring. He squatted down, made a fist with his right hand, and then suddenly hit the woman behind him with an elbow in the abdomen. The latter immediately looked like a big shrimp. Bending down, the contents of his stomach were beaten out, but a more severe blow was still to come. Zhu Xin put his right fist under his ribs, jumped up suddenly, and punched upward at the same time. This punch hit hard on the Lifting the chin of the woman behind him, Zhu Xin jumped more than two feet high, while the woman was knocked up a full meter. She still made a graceful arc in a back-jumping posture and fell hard to the ground. On the ground, he passed out directly.
"Holy shit! The 'Hunting Cannon' is so cruel." Ling Hao couldn't help but his sphincter tightened. If he got married in the future, he might be abused by his wife. Not far away, Tian Yong, Li Liang and Yang Xueting had even more wonderful expressions, as if they had seen some monster.
Only the heartless Shi Si was cheering and shouting: "Street Fighter! 'Haoyouke'! My sister-in-law is so handsome!"
"I didn't expect you to be more violent than me." Ling Hao said to Zhuxin with a meaningful smile.
"Is it enough to make you fall under my feet?" Cheng Zhuxin straightened his clothes in a smart way and also laughed.
"Enough, very enough, I'm convinced." Ling Hao extended his thumb.
At this moment, there was a crisp sound of metal bouncing, and the faces of Ling Hao, Tian Yong and Yang Xueting suddenly turned ugly. Anyone who had served in the army could tell that this was the "safety grip" of the grenade popping up. sound.
Basharov led two of his men and appeared behind everyone at some point. He looked at Li Liang with a look of resentment and said, "You did all this, right? If you don't give me a way to survive, you won't do it either." Think about it!" As he said that, a grenade was thrown over by him.
"Everyone squat down!" Tian Yong shouted, but Ling Hao had already jumped out like a civet cat, twisted his waist in the air, and kicked the grenade with an "upside down golden hook". This kick was very powerful. With great force, he kicked it directly onto the glass curtain wall of the waiting hall. It was an iron lump. A large glass curtain wall was directly penetrated, forming a unique shattering state of tempered glass. An explosion sounded on the tarmac outside, and it was unknown whether anyone below was affected.
Seeing that the blow was ineffective, Basharov and his men began to take out guns from their arms. At this moment, a group of people rushed in from outside. A middle-aged man in casual clothes had arrived not far from Basharov. place. Ling Hao and the others recognized that this middle-aged man was the "Falcon", the leader of the Li family's bodyguards, and it was his team members who rushed in from the outside.
"Bashalov, madness will only accelerate your destruction." "Falcon" said calmly, but his eyes were full of murderous intent.
"Up!" Basharov pushed his two men up, but he turned around and ran away from the fire escape.
"Falcon" did not chase him. After all, his mission was to protect the safety of the head of the Li family. Basharov's two men have no intention of fighting. After all, they are just making ends meet, and their employers have fled. They are still risking their lives. Isn't that stupid? Obediently dropped the weapon in his hand and raised his hands in surrender.
According to the plot of ordinary film and television dramas, after everything was settled, the airport security and a group of police arrived belatedly. Cheng Zhuxin showed his ID and handed over the four criminals to the local police. After confirmation, the The grenade landed on a flatbed truck transporting luggage outside the tarmac. Although no one was injured, many passengers' luggage must have been accidentally damaged.
The formalities took a long time. After finishing the airport matters with the local police, it was time for Zhuxin to get on the plane. Ling Hao didn't have the chance to say a few more words to her. The latter looked at Ling Hao deeply, and then lightly He waved lightly, turned around and walked into the boarding channel, and Li Liang patted Ling Hao on the shoulder and said, "Everyone is already on the plane, what else are you looking at? It's time for us to leave."
Eight hours later, Ling Hao and his team finally set foot on the port city again, but it took several more hours to get the "Pippi Shrimp" and "Stone Crab" back to the dock. Everyone was almost exhausted when we got home. In the next few days, they will have to maintain and inspect all diving equipment. This is an inherent procedure after returning from a mission.
Jiang Mingyu cooked a large pot of instant noodles, found some frozen shrimps from the refrigerator, threw them into the noodles and cooked them. This was dinner. After being hungry for more than ten hours, everyone was stunned, and even Li Liang ate it. Very fragrant. After eating, he fell into a deep sleep. When Ling Hao woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day.
Many people haven't gotten up yet, but Ling Hao still has something to do. He has been gone for so many days this time, and he has to go to the hospital to see his father. Although his old man is cared for by nurses, he cannot replace his biological son after all.
In front of the hospital bed, Ling Hao wiped his father's body with a hot towel and massaged the muscles all over his body to try to slow down the symptoms of muscle atrophy. Then he applied a layer of talcum powder on his back to prevent bedsores. He did it very carefully. Since he returned to China to go to school, he has had very few days to spend with his father every year. Later, his relationship with his father became very tense because of applying for the military academy. Thinking about it now, he really regrets it. If He was willing to pay any price to give Ling Hao a chance to make amends.
The "smoking and drinking voice" in my mind spoke again: "Is this your father?"
"Yeah." Ling Hao has become accustomed to someone speaking suddenly in his head during this period. At first, he was startled every time.
"His soul has been damaged," Shui Lingxing said.
"Do you mermaids call 'vegetative state' soul damage?" Ling Hao asked curiously.
"'Vegetative'? This is an interesting term. But there are several possibilities for a person to be unable to sleep for a long time. Some people have brain damage. This is a physical problem, and I just felt your father. There is nothing wrong with his brain, but someone directly attacked his soul, causing him to fall into a deep sleep with severe injuries, so he became what you call a 'vegetative state'."
Ling Hao wanted to laugh a little. Isn't this the plot of a fantasy novel? Do you still have to look for some "treasures from heaven and earth" or "top-quality elixirs" that can heal your soul?
"In your opinion, how is this kind of soul trauma caused? Is there any way to cure it?" Ling Hao asked.
Shui Lingxing pondered for a while and said: "Soul trauma is actually very difficult to cause, because it is hidden in the human body, invisible and without quality, but uses the human body as the carrier. Human body trauma cannot hurt the soul, even if it is Even if the human body is destroyed and the body dies, the soul may not necessarily be destroyed and disappear. There is still the possibility of continuing to reincarnate or wander for a long time. I am a good example. However, there were some people who attacked the human soul a long time ago without destroying the human body. The means are in the hands of some special people. In the East there are Taoist priests, magic monks, shamans, onmyojis, and Gu masters; in the South there are magicians and Nuo masters; in the West there are wizards, exorcists, holy martial monks, etc. Even though There are many monsters that can do this, including mountain spirits and wild monsters. Our mermaid clan's "sea priests" are also good at it. But this was a situation thousands of years ago. By the time I lived, these trades had already declined. Some talents have withered, and some have simply been lost in the long river of history. As far as I know, more than a hundred years ago, magic monks, great shamans, Nuo masters, and exorcists had long been extinct. Yin and Yang The inheritance of masters, Gu masters, and descending masters has almost been cut off. The younger generations only have some superficial knowledge of the inheritance, and they can even rely on cheating to make a living. The line of Taoist priests is also declining day by day. A hundred years ago, there were no people who could be called heavenly masters. There are already less than one hand, and maybe there are none now. The wizard lineage and the holy martial monks have always had an endless hostility, and the wizard lineage has been suppressed. Now I don’t know if they are extinct. Maybe only the saints The martial monks, relying on the church, have a relatively good life. But the holy martial monks have always been ascetics who eliminate demons and protect the Tao. They never attack ordinary people. Your father is definitely not injured by them. So. I don’t know exactly who committed the murder.”
Ling Hao listened to her talk so much, but in the end he couldn't understand the most crucial part. He couldn't help but rolled his eyes and said: "I haven't said anything after talking for a long time. You said you are a mermaid, how can you be so clear about human society? The key point is that things that should be clear are completely messed up. Do you think there is a way to cure my father?"
Shui Lingxing felt that his self-esteem had been ruthlessly crushed, and he immediately quit: "Oh, you brat, are you asking for help? Believe it or not, I don't care about you anymore?"
Ling Hao was able to bend and stretch, and immediately apologized and said with a smile: "I was wrong, just think that I am young and ignorant, talking nonsense. Please also teach me how to heal my father's soul trauma?"
"Hmph, although we, the mermaid clan, have never come into contact with ordinary humans, we still have contact with those practitioners from all over the world. If you be more polite to me in the future, maybe you can find out who your enemy is." Shui Lingxing said proudly. "Quickly, put your hand on your father's forehead, I want to fuck him."
"Ah?!" Ling Hao was so frightened that he almost sat down on the ground.
"I'm talking about getting on top of him, or 'getting on him' for short. What do you think?"
"Oh, but he's already like this. If you go to him, oh no, if you go to him, what can you do?"
"Use my powerful soul power of more than four hundred years to nourish his soul. Otherwise, what do you think I can do?"
"Okay." Ling Hao obediently put his hand on his father's forehead. He didn't know whether Shui Lingxing had passed by, but he was silent anyway. The other party didn't move, and he didn't dare to take his hand back. He just pressed it. Father's head was in his head for nearly an hour before Shui Lingxing's voice sounded again in his mind.
"Okay, that's it for this treatment. If you do it ten to eight times, he will probably wake up. Let's go and we'll talk about the rest when we go back." Shui Lingxing seemed to be in a hurry to find the toilet. In a hurry to leave, Ling Hao could only pack up, leave the hospital and go home. He didn't know that when he closed the door and left the ward, Ling Yuan's fingers twitched slightly while lying on the bed.
