Chapter 352 On Board the Pirate Ship (4200)

In the operating room, the lights were bright, and in the middle was an alloy iron bed. It was covered with a white cloth, with only one corner exposed.

Surrounding the iron bed were medical counters and shelves, on which were placed various trays and a variety of medicines. There were also surgical props such as scissors, awls, and medical knives.

The light from the ceiling shone on the surface of the metal instrument, revealing a cold color that made people panic inexplicably.

Simone took a deep breath and calmed down.

The door of the operating room opened, and a team of seven or eight people quickly walked in from outside. The youngest was already middle-aged, and the oldest had pale hair and wrinkled faces. They wore uniform doctor's uniforms and rubber gloves, and inexplicably had a professional and sophisticated aura. These doctors were all well-known orthopedic surgeons in various places, and they had considerable attainments in the study of human bones and blood vessels.

In this operation, they will assist Kaxiu in correction.

With a click, the door of the operating room was pushed open again.

Kaxiu walked in in a windbreaker, dusty.

It seemed that he had just finished something important outside.

"Get ready, let's get started." He locked the door with his backhand, and signaled the person standing in the middle to lift the white cloth. With a rustle, the iron bed revealed its true appearance under the light.

Thick, hard, with metal edges, it looks like a large shield. There are also devices like grip guards at the four corners that can cuff people's limbs.

There are some dents and lines on the surface of the bed, which look like blood grooves for bleeding, which can directly guide blood away.

"This... this is not right... Why doesn't it look like a medical bed for surgery, but more... more like a torture device!" Simone's body stiffened for a moment, and he looked at Kaxiu tentatively.

"You guessed right, it is indeed a modified torture device."

Kaxiu nodded honestly, with no intention of hiding anything.

"You admit it now?! Too straightforward!"

"Isn't it possible that I'm on a pirate ship..."

"They want to conduct human body research on me!"

Simone's mind suddenly recalled a terrible scene.

"Don't get me wrong, we are not interested in your body. It's just that you may feel very painful during the operation, so you may struggle desperately. We have discussed that we can only inject you with an appropriate amount of anesthetics. If the operation is over during the anesthetic effect, you will not feel any pain. If the anesthetic effect wears off and the operation is still in progress, you may have to endure unimaginable pain."

Kaxiu saw Simone's thoughts at a glance: "I got this bed made from torture instruments. A layer of tough alloy is added to the surface to ensure that you can't break free as long as you are bound and handcuffed. It won't cause damage even if you struggle hard."

"Don't think too much, lie on it."

Simone swallowed his saliva and lay on it under the coercion of Kaxiu's deep eyes. His chest was in contact with the cold torture instruments, and he had an inexplicable sense of panic and uneasiness.

"Or I'd better forget it and wait until the exchange meeting is over..."

As soon as the idea of ​​retreating arose in his mind, it was completely shattered by four consecutive clicks, and his hands and feet were handcuffed.

Simone raised his head in a panic, only to see a bald middle-aged doctor walking over. He held a large syringe as thick as his wrist, with a blank expression and his glasses reflecting light.

"Mr. Simone, be quiet, I'll give you an injection..."

"I..."

September 29th, six o'clock in the morning, the sky was just getting light.

A single-family villa, on the third floor, in the sunny room. The window was already open, and the breeze blew through the white curtains, swaying slightly.

On the white bed, a young man was sleeping soundly. He seemed to have a nightmare, his whole face was distorted, and his eyelids were twitching wildly. His body was twitching from time to time as if he had been electrocuted, just like a severe epileptic patient.

"..."

A low sob came, and two lines of tears flowed from the corners of the young man's eyes. His lips opened and closed, as if he was instinctively calling for his uncle.

"Ah!!!"

He screamed and woke up suddenly. The whole person stood up blankly, looking at this blurry ward with empty eyes.

After a moment, Simone's pupils refocused and he finally came to his senses. He immediately saw Kaxiu standing at the door of the ward.

"Master!" Simone shouted subconsciously as if in response to stress, with a slight tremor at the end of his voice. He shook his head, frowned, and was a little puzzled. Although the master of the Golem Sect was very powerful, he was not so scared that he felt every cell was afraid. His hair stood up.

"You're awake, Simone, it's the second day now..."

Kaxiu, who was standing at the door, smiled and walked slowly.

"The second day?" Simone glanced at the dim sky outside the window and reacted immediately. He subconsciously put his hands behind his back and pressed his spine hard. There was no needle-like pain, nor was there any deformed bend. There was only a straight dragon!

"My bones, my spine, are healed!"

Simone showed a pleasant smile on his face, he turned to look at Kaxiu: "Thank you, Master! It's just as you said, after the anesthesia, everything is fine when I wake up!"

"I didn't even feel any pain the whole time!"

Simone couldn't wait to stand up, walked back and forth in the ward in front of Kaxiu, stretching his body with boxing.

To test the integrity of the new spine.

Kaxiu stood there in silence for a while, looking at the jubilant Simone: "Is it because that memory was too painful, the personality couldn't bear it, and the brain automatically blocked it?"

Last night, the scene was comparable to slaughtering a pig! If you want to do something to a person's spine, you really have to skin and pull out the tendons! Blood was dripping, minced meat was rolling, and bones were pulled out one by one.

Kaxiu kept cutting and fiddling with Simone's body, and then constantly repaired it with life vibration energy. This cycle was repeated, and under the advice of the expert group, modifications were made, and everything went smoothly.

It was just a little longer, and Simone woke up in the middle.

He screamed first, then fainted. After a minute or two, he woke up again, screamed, and fainted again. Quite rhythmic.

The high cry of pain almost penetrated the concrete and soil on the top of the basement and rushed into the sky. It was like an air defense alarm, comparable to a fighter jet gliding. Simone struggled frantically, and the torture instruments came in handy. Even if his limbs were completely broken and his five fingers were stuck in the iron sheet, he couldn't break free.

Fortunately, Kaxiu and the expert team grasped the clue.

Finally, they succeeded once and for all, helping Simone out of the sea of ​​suffering.

Simone woke up this morning without that memory, probably because of the brain's automatic protection function to prevent himself from collapsing.

Kaxiu opened his mouth and met Simone's happy and grateful eyes, but he was reluctant to tell the cruel truth after all.

"Alas, it's also a white lie, who told me that I am soft-hearted." He shook his head and walked to the corridor.

A doctor walked quickly from the corner of the stairs.

"Sir, how do you deal with those things in the basement?"

"Basement?" Kaxiu thought of a space like a slaughterhouse, with blood, broken bones, and dirt everywhere.

Three large buckets of blood alone were collected, and there were dozens of Simone-brand spines that were pulled out. Even the specially made torture bed was damaged and deformed, with a lot of traces of impact and struggle on it. It looked exactly like something used to scare people in a haunted house.

"Let's clean it up thoroughly, and throw away everything that should be thrown away. Oh, by the way, keep the operating table, it can be used after some repairs."

Kaxiu touched his chin and pondered.

"Sir, are there any new patients to be treated?"

The doctor asked curiously.

"No, I mean it can be used as a torture instrument."

Kaxiu waved his hand and signaled the doctor to go down. At the end, he added: "By the way, wait until Simone leaves before dealing with those things. Don't let him see them and be moved by the scene, which will have a bad impact..."

So considerate, so gentle.

If Simone knew the whole story, he would probably cry to death.

September 29th, 8 o'clock in the morning, Jinye Club.

Simone, who disappeared for a night, appeared again.

"You look very good today, and you are in a good mood..."

On the way to the Black Eye Building, under a lush roadside tree at the corner of the street. Feisi looked at Simone and said.

"I think so too. It's getting better. Everything is getting better..." Simone muttered to himself, with a rare smile on his face. He raised his head and looked at the clear blue sky. The leaves rustled in the breeze.

Feis patted Simone on the shoulder. He could feel that the deep depression and decadence had disappeared.

"Uncle Feis, I will go all out in the next game. Let everyone in the Eastern Secret Martial Arts know that there is only one star in the younger generation, not three stars..."

Simone restrained his smile and said seriously. He is the strongest person in the younger generation, and no one is qualified to compete with him. As long as the body is intact, the individual competition will be swept.

And the fact is just as Simone thought.

The first day of the individual competition.

In the random draw elimination system, Simone's luck was not very good. He drew the two first cores of the East Nine Gates in succession. Then one of them gave five punches and knocked him down with a violent attitude.

The whole process was smooth and easy.

As for the other cores who met Simone, the strong ones could take three moves, while the weak ones couldn't even take one. Some even surrendered the moment the referee announced the start.

The second day of the individual competition.

Simone really wanted to draw the two guys, Moon Fist Shaq or Soul Sword Cid, to teach them a lesson and let them recognize the naked gap in strength in reality! What the hell are the three stars in the East? Are they worthy of being on par with me? They have always been one star!

But unfortunately, he was eager to try but didn't meet his prey in advance. So, he could only helplessly use some birds and rabbits to satisfy his teeth. The biggest one among them was the first core of Red Wrist Fist, one of the East Nine Gates. He had always been unknown before, and he was a dark horse in this exchange meeting. He had defeated the first core of Mingshuidao, also the East Nine Gates, in the individual competition on the first day. He was quite strong and obviously wanted to win a good ranking.

Unfortunately, he met the spirited Simone.

Three moves! Only three moves! He was beaten straight out.

Why can other top players last five moves? He can only last three moves? Because Simeone was serious, so he was gone.

The time came to the third day of the individual competition, October 1st.

The last eight people will compete for the championship here.

In order to extend the time, the last few games will not be played at the same time. Instead, they will be played one by one to attract everyone's attention.

At 8:30 in the morning, the first game was full of gimmicks.

The collision of the two stars in the East.

Thunder Dog Simeone vs. Moon Fist Shaq!

On the No. 1 ring, the referee stood at the edge, and two figures confronted each other. One was wearing a tight fighting suit and a red headscarf tied on his forehead. His arms were bare, and his muscles were knotted and powerful.

The other was dressed in white and handsome. His attitude looked relaxed and casual, with his eyes slightly narrowed and a smile on his lips.

"Alas, have you noticed? The eldest brother has changed a lot in the past two days. He likes to laugh. It feels like the whole person... is..."

"Relaxed and unhurried." Someone added.

"Yes, yes, that's what I mean."

There were disciples discussing at the Yunquan Fist station under the stage, and people from other schools were whispering and talking around.

"The second one against the first one, what do you say?"

"How many moves will determine the winner?"

"It's hard to say. According to the past records, both sides have won and lost. Two people of similar strength may not be able to tell who is better unless they fight for hundreds of moves. I estimate it will be about a hundred moves."

"About the same, I think so."

"Similarly, the three stars in the East have their own strengths..."

The two people on the ring listened to the discussion below, and their expressions rarely changed. Shaq stared at Simeone on the opposite side, his pupils bursting with fighting spirit, and veins on his strong arms bulged.

"Simone, I have been waiting for this day for a long time! You have improved, and I have improved too. I will definitely defeat you today!"

"Hehehe..." Simeone chuckled twice like an adult looking at a child: "I originally wanted you and West Germany to fight together, but unfortunately the rules do not allow it. Let me set a number for myself. Ten moves, no no no, seven moves, should be about the same. Defeating you within seven moves, well, most likely no problem." He talked to himself, not taking Shaq seriously at all. Shaq's eyes seemed to be spitting fire, and he was furious.

"Players, get ready, the game begins!"

Snap! The heel touched the ground.

Suddenly, Shaq rushed out, his feet hitting the ground like a slingshot. The power of three blood accelerations filled his body, and he seemed to hear his heart beating like an engine in his ear. His eyes were fixed on Simone who was standing there, and Shaq stretched out his arms and rushed over.

Bang!

His fist as big as a sandbag passed through a whistling arc, but was intercepted by another fist in mid-air. Shaq's pupils shrank, and the whole person retreated violently and spun, opening the secret art of the sun, moon and stars, and threw a punch!

This was so powerful that it was like a big pendulum swinging over. Aww! The roar of a ferocious beast exploded in his ears.

Simone's right arm disappeared in an instant, and his five fingers condensed into claws, or more like the fangs of a vicious dog with its mouth wide open. Obviously, he was a step slower in attacking, but he was a step faster in biting towards Shaq! With a hiss, the fighting suit on his chest was torn, and four parallel bloodstains spread from the left chest to the right waist, with blood dripping!

"So fast!!!"

Shaq was shocked, but his body roared. He slammed into Simone fiercely. He knew that the other party was not strong.

Whoosh!

The fist whistled like a whip and hit Shaq's shoulder. The huge force made him stagger back several times, staggering and barely stabilizing. Shaq's heart was shocked again. Simone's strength was stronger than his!

Something was wrong, something was wrong. Simone hid his strength, a lot of strength! At least 30% or even 40%!

"I..."

Shaq had no time to think, and a figure rushed over in the corner of his eye! The terrifying momentum and oppression made him feel in a trance that he was facing a fighter!

Bang bang bang!

After several collisions, the fight on the ring was over.

Simeone glanced at Shaq lying on the ring and flexed his wrist: "It's exactly seven moves. My prediction was very accurate..."

Facts have proved that there is a gap between the three stars in the East!