I have the fairy medicine book

Chapter 296 I'm in Abi Hell
Before the anger completely invaded his reason, Hu Tianming grabbed the knife on the ground, rushed forward, and stabbed the back of the shadow in the heart.

He gasped heavily, staring at him sullenly, the black figure stood up belatedly, and turned around slowly.

His size was more than twice that of Hu Tianming's, and Hu Tianming subconsciously took two steps back to counteract the visual coercion he brought to himself.

At this moment, the black figure suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Hu Tianming's neck, and lifted him abruptly.

Hu Tianming suppressed the suffocation, took out the pistol pinned to his waist, and fired three shots at the huge black figure.

As expected, it still didn't work.

Hu Tianming was thrown away by him, and Hu Tianming's back hit the sewing machine heavily, and then he slipped and fell to the ground softly.

The black figure rushed over like a bull, bent down, raised his fist, and punched him on the jaw.

This punch dislocated his jaw, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Then, the black shadow grabbed his collar and lifted him up. Hu Tianming saw double images, and his consciousness was even more blurred.

At this time, the black shadow said coldly: "What? Did I do something you always wanted to do but didn't dare to do, and made you unhappy?"

Hu Tianming couldn't utter a word, he pulled himself together, stared at the black shadow with a strong killing intent.

He only hated himself for being too incompetent to kill the bastard to avenge his beloved woman.

"You should go and kill Lin Zhenhe, that heartbroken man. He doesn't deserve A-Ling. Think about how he treats A-Ling!"

"Also, do you still think of him as the big brother? Obviously you met A-Ling first, and A-Ling liked you first, you are a wimp, how dare you give up A-Ling to that bastard?!"

"You are a piece of shit!"

Bang bang bang!

Hu Tianming went crazy, lost his mind, raised his hand and pulled the trigger, and emptied all the bullets in the magazine like crazy.

The echo lingered over the lifeless living room and could not dissipate for a long time.

Wang Yuchuan woke up suddenly when he heard the gunshots.

It's over!The woman may have been killed by now, he slammed on the brakes, turned off the engine in a hurry, and pushed the door to get out of the car.

He stood downstairs in a daze. He hadn't noticed that the gunshot came from that floor just now, and he had no way of finding it at this moment.

Just when he was in a daze, the puddle of meat paste on the ground swelled up.

A rustling noise kept ringing behind him, and Wang Yuchuan belatedly looked back. In just a short while, the puddle of meat paste had swelled into a meat ball as tall as a person.

This scene was so weird, Wang Yuchuan frowned tightly, and felt a chill in his bones.

Then, it seemed that a pair of invisible big hands pinched the fleshy ball out of the outline of a human figure.

The tall and thin black figure pierced the meat ball with his hands from the inside, pawing at the crack, and opened a crack that could allow one person to enter and exit the meat ball.

Wang Yuchuan subconsciously swallowed his saliva. For the first time in his life, he felt an invincible sense of powerlessness in the face of this invincible ghost.

"Lin Zhenhe, Lin Zhenhe, you are promising." After saying that, the black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him.

Wang Yuchuan clenched his fist, and instinctively swung out a punch. This punch hit the shadow's jaw, forcing the shadow to pause.

This punch hit the real point, which brought some comfort to Wang Yuchuan.

He calmed down, clenched his fists and put them on his chest one after the other, his eyes were as sharp as knives.

The black figure was silent for a moment, and suddenly pulled out a submachine gun as if by magic.

Wang Yuchuan was taken aback for a moment, shit, are you a son of a bitch?
He didn't have time to think about it, a short figure walked around behind him from the left hand side of the black shadow, hugged him by the waist, pulled the onion from the dry ground, and forcibly lifted him up and threw him behind him.

The black shadow Tianling Gai hit the ground heavily, and Wang Yuchuan also fell down with him.With this fall, the black shadow was completely messed up.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Yuchuan wrapped himself around him like a python and strangled him fiercely.

The black shadow conjured up a short knife during the struggle, and stabbed Wang Yuchuan's ribs in the confusion.

Intense stinging pain hit his whole body, Wang Yuchuan cursed bad luck secretly, resisting the severe pain and getting off his body.

The black figure hurriedly sat up, and Wang Yuchuan, who was like a ghost, walked around behind him again, and snapped his neck.

In an instant, the black shadow lowered its hands and leaned against Wang Yuchuan as if it had no bones.

Wang Yuchuan didn't dare to relax his vigilance at all. This guy is like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang. Who knows if he will be resurrected later?

The pain in his ribs was unbearable, Wang Yuchuan was slightly distracted, and looked at the wound.The knife was still stuck in the crevice of his ribs, and it must have pierced his lungs. Now even breathing is tearing his lungs in burning pain.

He got up from the ground, and after walking a few steps, he couldn't hold on anymore and knelt on the ground.

Just forget it and wait for the next cycle.

Wang Yuchuan swallowed dryly, lowered his head, and closed his eyes in pain.

"Well done."

Wang Yuchuan raised his head, and Lao Jintou squatted down, without even saying hello, he directly pulled out the knife.

The blood flowed wildly, and Wang Yuchuan was suffocated in pain, almost ascending to immortality.

Old Jintou smiled gloatingly at the side.

Wang Yuchuan gritted his teeth and looked at him.

Now he was in so much pain that he couldn't speak a word, he could only stare at the old Jintou, if eyes could kill, he would probably have cut the old Jintou into pieces by now.

"Have you forgotten how you tricked Zhang Qiankun to death?" Old Jintou's words really reminded him.

At that time, he created the nightmare in the dream and controlled the nightmare to attack Zhang Qiankun.

That guy Zhang Qiankun believed in the truth in the chaos, so he was tricked to death.

This is also the difference between dreams and reality. In dreams, as long as you don't believe that you will die, you will never die.

Wang Yuchuan calmed down, forced himself to ignore the pain, and sat up cross-legged.

In a short time, the wound in his ribs healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wang Yuchuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is that guy dead?" Wang Yuchuan glanced at the black figure and asked uncertainly.

"Well, he is dead." Old Jintou said firmly.

"Why?" Wang Yuchuan was surprised.

"This dream is the Abi Hell that Hu Tianming built to punish himself. It's not that he can't kill these two shadows, it's that he subconsciously doesn't want to kill them. If they die, no one will punish him."

Then he set his eyes on Wang Yuchuan: "Every plant and tree in this dream is a manifestation of his subconscious mind. Whether it is a gun or a car, these are all things in the dream. Of course you can't kill them with the things in the dream." They? You have to rely on yourself, rely on your own fists."

(End of this chapter)