Burning Article 6018

  The little monk let out a strange and eerie laugh, his malicious gaze falling on Cheng Chou's body.

  The detective looked down at his own abdomen in confusion. He had clearly shot the little monk three times, so why was he bleeding himself?

  The young detective clutched his stomach and fell over.

  Chengzhou rushed forward and held him up.

  The little monk looked at him sideways and didn't stop him from saving people, but instead followed him step by step into the room.

  "Save him! Come quickly!" Cheng Zhou shouted wildly towards the outside of the gate, while frantically pressing on the criminal police's abdominal wound to try and stop the bleeding.

  "No matter how loudly you shout, no one will hear you. We've fallen into a trap from the very beginning. This is his territory and we can't get out for now." Si Tu said coldly.

  Cheng Zhou half-embraced the detective and helped him onto the sofa. "A trap? How is that possible? I clearly followed the police here..."

  "We'll explain later, first give that kid some hemostasis!" Si Tu separated Xiao He Shang's gaze from Cheng Zhou.

  Chengzhou stared at the fresh blood gushing out from between his fingers, getting anxious and breaking into a cold sweat.

  "How can I stop the bleeding for him? Bandages? Hemostatic agents? Mobile phone? Ambulance! Right, call an ambulance!" Cheng Chou was in a panic.

  "Alright!" Sito shouted, while keeping a watchful eye on the little monk and instructing him: "The phone can't be reached now, calm down and listen to my orders, don't think about anything else. Now, first check if there are any penetrating wounds on that kid's back, how many?"

  Cheng Zhou heard that the phone couldn't get through and was stunned for a moment, then quickly looked at the back of the young detective, "There's bloodstain, one, two... a total of two."

  "That means there's still one bullet in his belly. Second step, prop him up and lay him flat on the couch."

  Cheng Zhou was originally very frightened. Seeing the painful expression of the criminal police, he didn't know what to do. Now that he sees Sic Tu so calm, he is no longer so flustered and only follows one command after another action.

  "Thirdly, you're wearing warm underwear inside, right? Take it off and give it to me."

  Chengzhou quickly took off his clothes and threw his undershirt at Situ.

  Situ took the undershirt and tore it into several long strips with both hands.

  Cheng Chou quickly put on his sweater and coat, as for the bloodstains, he didn't have time to care about that now.

  "Listen! You tie these strips of cloth together and wrap them around his abdominal and back wounds, make sure to wrap them tightly. At the joints, you don't need to tie a knot, just use another strip of cloth to wrap around again."

  Cheng Zhou lifted up the young detective's clothes, following Si Tu's instructions, and began to bandage his wounds, but he was still a novice, and did so clumsily.

  Cheng Zhou almost cried, he felt that the young detective was already at his wit's end.

  "Situ, come here, I won't be able to hold on, it will always fall apart..."

  Situ stared at the little monk who couldn't stop making strange laughter, "Shut up! You have to learn how to do it! If you don't know how to wrap a bandage around a wound, just wrap one wound at a time and tie it tightly."

  Situ had given up hope for the young detective's life, it was a case of trying to revive a dead horse. At such close range, three shots were fired, one of which was still lodged in his abdomen, heaven knows whether the internal organs and major blood vessels were damaged or perforated.

  "Sorry, sorry......" Cheng Zhou didn't know that his tears had flowed out. He wasn't afraid or sad, he just felt particularly useless. The company had trained him in first aid courses, but he had forgotten everything he learned from the teacher.

  "There is, there is... adhesive tape..."

  "What did you say?"

  "My bag..." The young detective was in so much pain that he almost went into shock, and with great difficulty managed to get the words out.

  Cheng Chuan rushed over to grab the package, fearing that Xiao He Shang would snatch it away.

  But Little Monk just looked at them, as if a cunning cat was appreciating the dying struggles of mice.

  Cheng Zhou opened his backpack and dumped everything on the ground. A messy pile of stuff spilled out, including a roll of transparent duct tape.

  If it were usual times, Cheng Zhou would definitely be curious why the young detective would put a roll of tape that takes up so much space in his bag for no reason, but now this thing could save lives.

  Duct tape is much better than a piece of cloth that's not long enough, Cheng Zhou helped the detective get up and kept wrapping him around until he used up the whole roll of duct tape.

  Along the way, the young detective didn't know whether he had fainted from pain or gone into shock from losing too much blood. Cheng Zhou slapped his face several times, but he still didn't react.

  "Waste of effort." The little monk sneered gloomily.

  Cheng Zhou took two deep breaths, grabbed the young detective's gun and walked over to Situ.

  "How does insurance work?" Cheng Zhou asked Situ in a low voice.

  "Situ gave him a glance, 'It's already open, what do you want to do?'"

  "That's good." Cheng Zhou raised his pistol and pointed it at the little monk, "Tell me, where is Hong Ye? Where is Chen Yan? And where is that young man? If you don't tell me... I'll shoot!"

  "You come on, hurry up and come kill me, I've long been tired of living, haha!" Little monk laughed happily.

  Situ raised his hand and pressed down on Cheng Zhou's hand, "Don't shoot, it won't work."

  "Why not use it?" Cheng Zhou didn't notice that his voice was trembling. This lifetime, he still had never touched a gun before, thinking that pointing one at someone would be easy, but when he actually got hold of it, he found out it wasn't as simple as that. His index finger, which was holding the trigger, didn't dare to use force, and yet was afraid of not being able to pull it down in time, becoming stiff with tension.

  "If I were useful, I would have gone up to deal with him long ago. Why am I still standing here like a fool?" Si Tu said helplessly.

  Chengzhou was shocked, even Situ couldn't think of a way?

  "Didn't you notice that the little guy was aiming at Little Monk, but in the end he got hurt himself?"

  "Why is this happening?" Cheng Zhou was shocked. He thought that the detective had been deceived by Xiao Heshang and shot him.

  "I've told you, this is his turf. Here, he's almost invincible. As long as he wants, all attacks directed at him will be deflected back to their original owner. Give me the gun, don't self-destruct yourself." I don't want to become Red Leaf's food. Situ stretched out his hand.

  Cheng Zhou hesitated for a moment before handing over the tightly gripped pistol to Sutu.

  "By the way, where's He Sheng?" Cheng Zhou suddenly realized that an important member was missing.

  "He had something on and left at the train station." Si Tu didn't say more.

  "Let me guess, where did that ghost named He Sheng go after leaving you guys? Is he going to find that monster called Hong Ye?" Little monk tilted his head and made a cute face, but his face with only eyes still gave people the chills.

  "You're the monster! Your whole family are monsters!" Cheng Zhou was afraid to return home, but he couldn't bear others saying his son was no good, let alone calling him a monster.

  "Ah, you're right, my whole family are monsters, hehehe."

  "Madman! Neurosis! Don't come over here!" Cheng Zhou found that the little monk was approaching them step by step.

  "Are you waiting for that monster? He won't come, I've trapped him. After I eat you, I'll go collect him!" The little monk's tone suddenly turned ferocious.

  "What he means is that he needs to eat you in order to have the strength to deal with Hong Ye, so Cheng Chou, for Hong Ye's sake, you can't let him eat you either." Si Tu pulled Cheng Chou back, even though he knew it was completely ineffective.

  "What are we going to do? How can we deal with him?" Cheng Zhou asked hastily.

  "Try to drag out the time." Cheng Zhou's mind directly echoed Si Tu's voice, and before Cheng Zhou could ask him how to drag it out, he quickly said another sentence: "Don't ask me how to drag it out, just ask him questions. He is interested in you, and at this moment, he is proud of himself, so he shouldn't eat you up that quickly, hurry!"

  Cheng Zhou stared at Situ for a moment, then decided to trust him. He turned his head and bravely faced the little monk, opening his mouth to ask: "Was it all you who did the things in the canyon?"

  The little monk's footsteps paused, "What then? Do you want to delay time?"

  Chengzhou was startled and thought that Little Monk had heard Sito's inner voice.

  "Keep asking!" Sutou said in a low voice in his mind.

  "Why did you have to do this? Why did so many people cross over? Where did all those people go? Are they even alive or dead now?"

  "Why do you all have so many problems? In my experience, the less one thinks, the happier they live. Those who think too much are usually very tired. Cheng Zhou, aren't you tired? Don't you want to change your life?"

  "Where did you trap Hong Ye? Is Chen Yan still alive?"

  "Do you want Chen Yan to live?"

  Cheng Zhou immediately said: "Right! And also Hong Ye and that young man, as well as the others who are still alive in your hands."

  The little monk shook his head, smiled strangely, and his face didn't show a smile, but his eyes curved up. "You're too greedy. Ah, I thought of a good idea, come on, Cheng Chou, let's play a game that is very common in horror movies."

  "What game?"

  "A life for a life."

  Chengzhou could almost guess what Little Monk would say next.

  As expected, Little Monk said in a very pleasant tone: "Hong Ye, Chen Yan, young man, the criminal police officer next door or anyone else, even this dying injured police officer, as long as you use yourself to exchange for one of them, that person will have the right to leave here alive. Remember, only one person can be exchanged."

  Cheng Zhou looked at Situ.

  "Just leave here alive... This little monk didn't press the right key, he's playing with words, continue to negotiate with him." Si Tu said in his mind.

  But the little monk seemed to know what Sutu had said, and immediately said gloomily: "You only have ten seconds to consider, if you can't choose one out within ten seconds, I'll eat you directly! None of those people will be able to live! Countdown begins, 10, 9, 8……"

  Damn it! Both Cheng Zhou and Situ cursed loudly in their hearts at the same time.

  Is this how you play? That's against the rules!

  “4、3、2……”

  "Choose yourself!" shouted Si To and the little monk's last cry of "One" rang out simultaneously.

  The little monk rushed over!

  Cheng Zhou panicked and didn't think much, immediately shouting: "I choose myself!"

  The little monk's figure paused for a moment, and then burst into crazy laughter. "There is no such option! Selfish people should die!"

  "Then I choose again, I choose Red Leaf! You let Red Leaf go!"

  "Too late!"

  Situ Da Ji hurriedly tried to pull Cheng Chou over, avoiding the little monk's attack, but he ended up pulling nothing. The little monk separated him from Cheng Chou instead.

  "Cheng Chou!" Sito Wubi wished that the mark left on Cheng Chou's body by the red leaf would still be effective.

  Chengzhou was frightened out of his wits. He only saw a shadowy figure swiftly enveloping his entire body, and everything around him suddenly turned pitch black.

  An extremely cold aura wrapped around his right wrist like a snake, a red light flashed, the aura disappeared, but more yin energy snakes entwined him.

  The red light flashed again and again, but as the dark energy snakes increased with its extinction, it became weaker.

  At last, a long snake transformed from yin energy broke through the red light and attacked, wrapping itself around Cheng Chou's neck!

  Chengzhou grasped his own neck with both hands, trying to tear open that invisible dark energy snake.

  "Ah——ah!" Cheng Zhou's face turned bright red, he was about to suffocate.

  That familiar feeling of something important leaking out of my body has returned.

  Will he be able to hold on this time?

  It's strange that at the moment of his death, what he thought of was not Hong Ye, nor his mother, but that unsent letter... If only I had sent it out earlier.

  Before Cheng Chou lost consciousness, he thought this way.

  Just as Cheng Chou's life was hanging by a thread, a small red shadow suddenly darted out of his body and plunged into the darkness.

  "Ahhh!"

  Who let out the scream?