Chapter 547 Brother Bald, You Have Done Merit Again

The alien cells used to maintain life were completely suppressed by the leech ability. It would not be fatal if this happened to others. Like those vampires, they were still young without the ability, and they were not injured.

Whitehall is different. He relies on a large number of sophisticated operations to graft alien cells and his own cells together to maintain the aging body organs in the body. Now these alien cells have lost their function, and the organs of the whole body can no longer bear it The aging of the body.

With a "bang", his body fell heavily, knocking over the tables and chairs in the bald man's living room, which startled both the bald man and Bakshi who was holding the leech. They didn't understand what happened to him.

What is your boss doing here? The handsome Italian-born Bakshi is confused.

"You!" Whitehall struggled to utter a word, his fingers trembled, and he could no longer speak. His lungs had lost their basic functions. There was oxygen around him, and no one put a plastic bag on him, but Whitehall felt like he couldn't breathe at all.

A living sense of suffocation knocked him down. In a flash, he regained consciousness for a moment. He realized that it was the problem of leeches, and wanted Bakshi to take him away quickly. Alien cells can also return to normal.

It's a pity that he wanted to refer to the leech, but the bald man and the two Hydra soldiers at the door thought he was referring to Bakshi who was holding the child.

"Sir, what's the matter with you?"

Bakshi didn't understand the meaning of his boss, instead of retreating in panic, he took two steps forward.

The leech knew that his ability was affecting the guy in the round glasses, he struggled desperately to get out of Bakshi's arms, but unfortunately he was too small and weak to break free at all.

A large amount of hypoxia caused Whitehall's face to turn red. Many organs in his body were rapidly decaying, his heart became weaker and weaker, and the only air remaining in his lungs was squeezed out of his mouth, accompanied by countless blood.

Epileptic? The bald man had seen this disease when he was in India, and he was so frightened that he took two steps back and looked at Bakshi with sympathy in his eyes. The next crime, he can't get away from the pot that brutally killed the Hydra giant.

Not only did he think so, seeing Whitehall glaring at Bakshi as if returning to the light, the two Hydra soldiers at the door also thought so, his boss was killed by number two, what should he do? To avenge the boss or just accept the head and worship?

"It's not me? How could it be me! It must be you? It's you..." Bakshi, a handsome Italian, completely became Italian, and the accident happened so fast that he didn't even know what was going on. What's up.

But he knows that he must not take the blame. He, a powerless business elite, killed a big boss of Hydra, do he still want to live?

The blame had to be passed on to someone else, and he immediately locked the suspect on Brother Bald. He didn't know the murder process, but he must have something to do with it.

"It must be you!"

"You nonsense! It's you!"

The two greedy and fearful guys desperately threw the pot on each other's head. They also wanted to save people, but their eyesight was all there. Whitehall vomited blood profusely.

"Papa——" cheerful applause sounded, and with the applause, all the gunfire outside stopped.

Daisy came in clapping her hands in a double-breasted coat and tassel boots.

The two Hydra guards at the door could only move their heads, and the parts below the neck were completely out of control, just like someone else's body, and the two looked at Daisy dully.

"It was a good show. I heard the gunshots from your side in the east of the city. Fortunately, I came over to take a look. Mr. Sitwell, you did a good job. You can be regarded as the second king of fame... ...." Looking at Whitehall lying on the ground with only one breath left, Daisy only felt refreshed.

If there is a way to heaven, you don’t go, but if there is no way to hell, you break in! I haven't sought revenge on you yet, you're afraid that you won't die fast enough, or die badly enough, so you rushed over by yourself!

"No, no, I didn't do it! He did it!" "Two Kicking Kings" is not English,

The bald man didn't understand, but he understood the previous few words, and he hurriedly pointed at Bakshi, trying to clear up his grievances.

His tone was tight, but his demeanor had relaxed a lot. He thought he was Daisy's confidant, and if he was in danger, the boss would definitely save him.

Bakshi didn't have the confidence, they were here to deal with Daisy, and it was too late to beg for mercy, he wanted to raise his pistol and fight his way out.

But the next scene almost frightened his liver out. As soon as he raised his pistol, he saw the gun suddenly leave his palm, and turned 180 degrees in the air, aiming the gun straight at himself.

Mutant? stranger? Whatever it was, he knew he was screwed.

"Mr. Bakshi, put the child down. Leech, go back to your room." Daisy has been standing outside the influence of the leech, and this superpower suppression effect is still very annoying.

The Italian didn't dare to resist, and honestly put the boy down, the leech was free, and ran back to the upstairs room.

Whitehall finally left the range of superpower suppression, but the damage in the body was too serious, and it was impossible to reconnect those alien cells and body cells without surgery.

He moved his lips slightly, as if he wanted Daisy to give him a hand for Hydra's sake.

"Hehe, haha, you still want me to save you?"

Daisy sneered all over her face. She squatted beside Whitehall and said softly: "When the poor woman in the ancient eastern country begged you twenty years ago, did you let her go?"

What's the meaning? Whitehall was a little surprised at first, but he quickly thought of something, and a wave of fear welled up in his heart.

"It seems that you have thought about it. You killed my mother and used her supernatural cells to maintain your life. Do you still want me to save you now?"

The plain words fell on the ears of the surrounding people like thunder.

Mother-killing revenge! This hatred is boundless, if you kill my mother, I will kill you! It is completely reasonable to avenge the biological mother, and it may be illegal in some areas, but do Hydra need to speak the law?

Daisy is sending a signal that Whitehall is dead today, even if the king of heaven comes, he will not be able to save him!

The bald brother regretted for a while, if he knew you had such a big enmity, he should have admitted that he killed Whitehall just now! To avenge the boss is more effective than a hundred flattery.

But after all, he can only think about it. He can't bear the guilt of killing a giant Hydra. The most important point is that he doesn't know how Whitehall became such a ghost. , Daisy can get angry too.