People have no dignity in the face of pain, so many tortures are mainly painful and stimulating. The ultimate pursuit of punishment is the psychological collapse of the human being. Pain is obviously a very good entry point. △↗,

Nowadays, the weekend seems to be experiencing torture and feeling the pain of the body being pierced. The scalpel inserted into the body can directly repel all sensory systems. In an instant, the scalpel has become a public enemy of all sensory systems in the body. This feeling forces you to focus all your attention here.

People have always been very "singular", which makes sharing a virtue. Think about it, when people can't even tolerate the food residues stuffed between their teeth, the discomfort makes you want to get it out every minute and every second when you don't have a handy guy, let alone an extra scalpel inserted into your body.

After enduring the pain, he pinched Ted's wrist with his left hand to deliver the scalpel. If he hadn't thought of this when his life was in danger, Ted would have cut his abdomen horizontally in the next second, but even so, the pain could not be eliminated. The pain weekend could only make a sound of panting in his throat, similar to: "Ha...ah..."

"You seem to need help." Ted knew he was sure to win, and the knife in his right hand and the chair he held with his left hand made him sure that the situation was under control: "But when I first met you, I didn't think you were such a person."

He ridiculed the weekend and used the last moments of his life to create joy for himself as much as possible.

Hoh!

When Ted's hand, which was pinched by the weekend, began to forcefully rotate, his eyes suddenly widened, and the sound in his throat began to flow out. Beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead flowed down the nose and the sideburns under the convulsions all over his body. In the winter, he sweated like pulp.

On the weekend, I saw blood gushing out again from the wound. The pattern that was originally covered with blood was constantly expanding on my clothes, and the blood was expanding the territory in the slightest, as if a diligent king was using all his strength to expand his territory. At that time, on the weekend, I realized something that when pain came, people would not lose all their strength, but would use all their strength to resist the pain. Every cell in the body would become stiff and tense, trying to prevent the pain from spreading.

Usually at this time, no one has any other thoughts. As long as he is still normal, his mind will be filled with resistance thinking, and on weekends...

As the pain arrived, all the strength of the body gathered on every inch of the body's muscles, and the lower abdomen was about to get cramps suddenly opened his mouth!

The sticky saliva stuck between the upper and lower teeth pulled into a thread. At this moment, my head slid forward and bit Ted's biceps hard.

He bit people. At this time, what kind of man's face and dignity are all-he-mother-lost with the preciousness of life, and living is what should be considered at this time.

Human bite force is not the strongest in the biological world. Normal people have about 25-150 kilograms of strength. It is said that the performer who specializes in biting the pole to support another person's biting force can reach a terrifying 443 kilograms. If he is not good at such pain on weekends, he can still get at least 50-70 kilograms of bite force, even if his chewing muscles are not so developed.

puff.

On the weekend, Ted, who was unable to avoid the dryness of his clothes, was bitten by a bite because he was still holding the scalpel. The pain seemed to be pinched by a pliers. The nerve twitching and pain almost made his entire arm unable to move. This is the natural law of the human body. When something is affected by external factors, it will cause pain. The more it hurts, the more it will stimulate you to move. However, when you are bitten, the more it moves, the more it hurts. Most of Ted's arm strength is almost trapped in this vicious cycle, and his situation is completely different from that on the weekend.

"ah!!!!!"

Ted roared with his neck up, and his hand holding the chair finally let go. He grabbed the weekend's hair and pulled it hard, and at the same time...

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Catherine, who had been in danger, fell down. As soon as the chair fell, the dust accumulated on the ground floated up, and she became safe. When she fell to the ground and forced her head to look up at the weekend when she was tearing her together with Ted, she seemed not to feel the joy of being safe, but was a little surprised.

The pain of being stabbed was just a few seconds ago. It made you want to give up all hope. Not to mention counterattack, Catherine never had any thoughts in her mind from beginning to end. This weekend... she has not experienced long-term training like her husband, nor has she not been trained by countless life and death on the battlefield to grit her teeth and persevere under serious injuries. How could he do this at a critical moment...!

Isn’t that a period of time that is so difficult that even a second is too long?

Ted was anxious, otherwise he would never have grabbed the hair of the weekend. At this time, whether it was using his knee to hit the opponent's waist to drive the wound, or using his left hand to loosen the chair to restrain the injured right hand of the weekend, it would make the opponent open his mouth and scream instantly.

But he didn't!

This is also an instinct. Instinctively, you want to avoid this unbearable feeling to extend when the pain occurs.

Extreme people will have this extreme thinking. For example, after Adam lets Ted go to prison, the first thing Ted wants to do is to take revenge on the entire homicide department; when Robin was sent to prison on the weekend, Ted wants to make him fall into the mental prison that will never be relieved.

On the contrary, when he saw Catherine fall down in Yu Guangzhong, he relaxed a little. Without this constraint, he could devote himself to this life-and-death race.

"Um!!!!!"

After increasing the force on his mouth over the weekend, a lengthened muffled groan came from Ted's mouth. At this moment, he could clearly feel that the two front teeth were only one layer away from the suit and were about to resist together, and he had bitten through the muscles on the other party's arm. In that second, Ted let out a second roar with the pain superimposed. The hand holding the scalpel was instantly loosened and stretched straightened. The hand that was tearing the weekend's hair also exerted even harder.

It was not that Ted didn't want to rotate the knife hand harder to make the other party feel relieved, but the tearing pain on the muscles of his arm made him unable to move at all. Whenever this thought arises, there will always be a pain of tearing off his flesh, which completely restricts the action and threat of the knife hand.

The bloody and salty smell came out in his mouth on the weekend. He took advantage of Ted's arm to lift it up and tightened his right wrist with his left hand. The right forearm raised flat to reveal his left elbow. He endured the stimulation of the pain of the abdominal knife wound when he used force, pulled his arm up and hit him back violently.

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The weekend's arm was knocked down from the straightened V-shaped word, which hit Ted. The impact made both wounds on his body feel trembling under the influence of force. This painful stimulating weekend's right eye was shaking continuously while closing and opening. The feeling of exhaustion after a serious illness was about to come.

Ted was bent down so hard that he had an upper body collision with the weekend. The spasm of his stomach hit had just appeared, and he felt the ease on his arm. The guy let go, he...

bump!

Ted, who gritted his teeth, finally had a glimmer of gratitude, but the next second, his abdomen was hit again!

This time, the opponent's power was obviously much greater. He lost the restraint of his head and could turn around more easily on the weekend. In this case, the elbow that hit back was stronger and stronger. The powerful force hit Ted's abdomen. When the power penetrated, Ted felt relaxed as if someone was stumbled into his body with a fist. This time, Ted felt relieved. This time, he completely hit Ted felt the feeling of soreness and water coming up from his stomach. He couldn't stop the surging of the nausea, and his mouth opened unconsciously... twitched!

Vomiting was sprayed out along Ted's mouth and nasal cavity. On the weekend, he felt physically exhausted after the elbow hit just now. He was so frivolous that he couldn't even avoid Ted's vomiting. He turned around in a stinky stinking, pushed Ted's forehead with one hand with all his strength, and rushed back to death.

Buzz!!!!!!

When Ted touched the wall at the back of his head, he could no longer hear the impact. The sound of tinnitus in his ears was full of numbness. His confused brain was filled with numbness, which made his whole body become uncontrollable.

bass.

After this weekend, he completely lost his physical balance and fell into a posture that ordinary people could not imitate. After he used up his strength, he turned his shoulder and hit the wall. Judging from the live broadcast on the Internet, it seemed that he used too much force and put himself at the right angle of the wall, and then turned around and twisted it.

Ted, who was slowly sliding down the wall, could not have the mood to watch the weekend. His vision was blurred, and Famu's head completely lost the function of giving any commands. This was a bit cruel, but it was not fatal.

At this point, the Internet fell into silence. In these few seconds, no letter appeared in the dialog box of the live broadcast room.

Steven, who was far away in Russia, was completely stunned when he sat in front of the computer screen. He was typing frequently and scolding the police for being incompetent, but he watched a policeman desperately save the hostages, but Mu said dazedly: "What did I - he - mom - see?"

A 16-year-old rebellious girl from Pennsylvania stood there wearing a nose ring and a cigarette that was emitting blue smoke. She had never believed that a policeman could sacrifice his lives for civilians, especially the gangsters around her repeated every day that "the police are a more bastard than us." This made her even more disgusted with the police and all government officials, but everything she saw in front of her was not like this at all!

Not only them, but the 800,000 people watching the live broadcast in the United States all saw a policeman fighting with the murderer bare hands without a gun to save the person, but he was stabbed without taking a step back. Those scenes were directly reflected in their hearts, and there was a narrator next to him saying, "This is definitely not a movie scene."

heroic……

sacrifice……

Dedication...

It seems that any of these words seems too thin when used by this policeman.

"Ha ha……"

He was lying in the weekend, gasping for breath. He couldn't move any more, and even his little fingers could not move. At this moment, it was as difficult as lifting a crane with his closed eyelids.

"Uh~" Ted's voice came out at this critical moment. He seemed to struggle to stand up, especially when he was sitting in the corner of the wall, he had already started to support the ground with his hands...

His body was standing up little by little. Although he seemed very tired, it didn't seem like he had suffered a fatal blow.

Weekend, not Chekov!

He can use his fists to make Ted temporarily lose his combat power, but he cannot kill him.

At that moment, everyone who saw this from the computer screen widened their eyes!

"Stand up!" Steven, who was far away in Ohio, forgot to type and yelled at the computer screen.

"Don't admit defeat in this second!" The rebellious girl in Pennsylvania shouted like crazy, as if she wanted to find some way to convey her voice.

They are more anxious than weekends!!

In the blink of an eye, countless words began to appear in the live broadcast room that was silent, each of which entrusted their hopes and desire for justice. At this time, no one doubted the responsibilities and glory of the police. They all expected that some people might win for the first time, rather than watching Hollywood movies, they always hoped that the police would lose to the charming bad guys. Under this emotion, even if the clown in front of the weekend is now the Joker in "Batman", they hoped to win on the weekend!!!

I didn't see these words on the Internet on the weekend, but the half-closed eyes still felt something from the light and shadow. He tried to make his last effort and tried to straighten his waist. At that time, the wound on his abdomen was stimulated by this subtle movement and seemed to have been cut open again...

He didn't know how much hope he had placed, nor did he know that everyone in front of the computer screen was staring at this action. When he completely gave up his efforts and collapsed there on the weekend, countless people yelled or poured out in front of the computer screen, saying roughly the same "No!" and "No!"!!!

Ted stood up and bent down to touch the scalpel on his body on the weekend. Once his hand touched the knife, he would definitely spread the entire abdominal cavity of the weekend, and immediately declare death...

In the same second, huge feet stepped into the threshold of the small warehouse, and then a police gun was placed beside the door. Chekov's eyes, which had long been full of rage, aimed at the sight of the pistol, aimed at such a large target, and pulled the trigger without any hesitation.

Bang.

The warehouse lit up during the gunshot, but the light flashed in a flash. The bullets swirled and flew towards Ted's shoulders, smashing the steady air pressure in the air and forming a unique trajectory.

puff.

Blood gushed out, and blood splashed into the form of stones thrown into the river with force. Ted, under this impact, pressed his shoulder on the other side against the wall, and his legs slipped along the ground and fell down.

Chekov did not intentionally not kill people, but Ted happened to bend over and made it difficult for him to aim at the back. In this case, if there is a little deviation in the head, the death may be the weekend.

When this shot hit, Chekov didn't want to shoot. It was not because he was afraid of taking any charges. It was because he saw Ted stabbing his lover's upper arm with his own eyes. He felt that Ted was unhappy with the shot.

The angry bear crossed the entire distance in the warehouse in a few steps. He bent down and picked up Ted's feet, swung his whole person with both arms and whispered forcefully, and threw it out towards the green oil barrel in front of him.

bump!

Bang.

A few chaotic sounds appeared. Catherine watched a body fly out of her husband's hand and smash it directly on the oil barrel. The bear was stubbornly silenced and ignored the wounded. She rushed over again, grabbed the oil barrel that had fallen horizontally with both hands, and raised it over her head and smashed it down again.

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Ted was smashed on the ground and bounced up a little, losing consciousness.

"assistant!"

At this time, a large number of police officers began to pour in. When the group raised their guns and shouted the word, they saw clearly that it was Chekov who was taking action...

In that second, Chekov suddenly found a red light flashing on the wall. He turned his head subconsciously. His face, the anger that could not be dissipated, and the mountain-like body were frozen in this second!
Chapter completed!