I Founded Tantric Buddhism in London

Chapter 118 Those Who Open up Will Eventually Be Opened up by Others

Ganser looked at the knife tip that was close at hand. He seemed to be able to see the ease and comfort after he pierced his chest and lungs.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling the beating of his heart and the expansion and contraction of his lungs. He thought about how wide and deep the gap should be to be the most suitable wound for gas exchange... Well, let the blade penetrate one-third of the lung first to try the effect. If the effect is not good, continue to go deeper.

But the blade must not be allowed to completely penetrate the lungs, otherwise if there are wounds on both sides of the lungs, oxygen will have to go out from this side as soon as it enters the lungs... Wouldn't it be a waste of effort!

He was still thinking about how to perfect his groundbreaking surgery, how to optimize the steps, and how to fill in the details of the hole.

The knife tip was gradually approaching him, and Mr. Nello's face also showed a surprised and shocked expression... Hehe, you are surprised, you will be even more surprised when you see my results later. At that time, you and Mr. Winfreys will definitely be shocked by my epoch-making idea! ! !

However, the world does not always let Gansel get what he wants. Just when his chest was about to hit the tip of the sharp blade, a nimble figure suddenly jumped out from the side, raised his leg and kicked him in the heart, kicking him backwards and falling on the edge of the platform, almost falling into the abyss below.

The force of this straight kick was not great, but it was effective only when Gansel was not paying attention. His heart beat slightly, and the slight injury was resolved, but... I want to open the chest, not kick the chest! ! !

He stood up angrily, staring at John Watson who kicked him away from the sharp blade with a resentful look, and said with gritted teeth:

"John Watson! What are you doing? Why are you interfering with my research?!!!"

Faced with his questioning, the guy who had just joined the team less than a week ago just tilted his head and sneered: "Research? What are you researching? How to die without pain?"

"You mean, I'm looking for death?"

Ganser got John Watson's provocative words and smiled contemptuously. He was really a fool with muscles in his head. He had no wisdom in his head and couldn't understand my advanced ideas at all. Arguing with such a person was a waste of my time and energy. It would be better to continue my lung lobe surgery.

"I have nothing to say to a brainless guy like you. Stay away from me and don't hinder my research!"

Ganser just said this coldly, and then rushed straight to another sharp blade that had not yet been completely covered with mud - he instinctively realized that if he continued to try to pick up the sharp blade that Mr. Nello had just pulled up, he might be blocked by the other party.

So he had to complete the chest-opening operation as soon as possible before the other church members who were behind in their ideas rushed over to stop him - only if they saw the significant results of the operation, they would be able to believe my ideas!

Alas, it is too difficult to communicate with these ignorant mortals. Their poor brains can't understand the ideas of geniuses like me... I'm afraid only the wise Mr. Winfreys can understand my ideas.

Seeing that another knife tip was close at hand again, Ganser's face was filled with a smile of success again.

But! That figure flashed before his eyes again - it was that damn John Watson, he actually came to hinder me again! ! ! Why do you always refuse to listen to what I say and don't believe my ideas? ! !

This time, Gansel received a hook from below, and his jawbone made a slight crisp sound. His brain, which was like a mass of paste, was hit by the fist force enhanced by the skull lever, making his already tangled thoughts even more chaotic.

As he fell backwards and flew out, his heart began to beat violently. The power of the heart made his heart surge. He resolutely urged the Qi phase in his soul body and released the splitting and separating power, like a surging wave, all attacking the hateful John Watson!

He saw that the brainless guy's reaction was also very sensitive. He seemed to be able to feel the invisible opening force. He twisted his body and tried to use his back to withstand the blow... Hahaha, although your reaction is very fast and sharp, after all, you are just a layman who has recently come into contact with the knowledge of the esoteric religion. You don't know that whether you use your back or your chest, no matter which part of your body to receive the power of Qi, the result is the same! That is the skin opening, the flesh bursting, opening like a door, revealing the bones hidden deep inside! ! !

Ganser saw the clothes on one side of John Watson's back tear open as he wished, and the skin on his shoulder blade also opened synchronously, revealing bloody muscle fibers... Wait, something is wrong! I clearly used the magic power to open left and right like a door, why did John Watson's shoulder blade skin open like a page of a book? !

Although the flipped surface was also torn in half under the influence of my magic power... But the effect is wrong, shouldn't it be like this? !

Before Ganser had time to figure out the reason, he saw three swift silver lights coming towards him, so fast that he had no time to react. It was just a moment of thinking in his mind, and the three cold silver lights had already pierced deeply into his throat and eyes.

His vision was completely dimmed, darkness, suffocation, and pain all rushed towards his brain along the nerves, just like the Mongol cavalry that swept across Europe in the past, and the painful arrows shot from the curved short bow pierced his mind like a ruthless rainstorm.

Ganser wanted to scream loudly, but his damaged vocal cords could not make any sound. Even if the mind power had immediately rushed to the wound, it could not heal the wound in such a short time.

He stumbled back a few steps, waving his arms in the air, and felt that the light in his skull seemed to be captured by some terrifying darkness, bitten by some monster that only existed in ancient times, and his reason and wisdom were lost silently... Since I can't scream in pain, let the fluctuations of the mind replace my voice! ! !

Gansel desperately squeezed the heart in the soul body, forcing it to pump out the mana like blood. He originally just wanted to let the heart beat to convey his words and call for help from other church members... But the heart seemed to feel his hatred for John Watson, and the emotional fluctuations that were originally just to convey information became full of dangers, which would cause the muscles of mortals to spasm uncontrollably, and the heart of mortals to beat at a high frequency, and even die of heart failure.

This was the last straw that broke Gansel's back. This indiscriminate attack made other church members lose trust in him... It was not the first time they saw church members who were out of control and crazy. Members who could not control themselves were no longer worthy of being our church members.

So everyone just stood by and watched, silently watching Watson, who was fighting back, stabbed the sharp knife into Gansel's chest, opening the door for direct communication between the body cavity and the world... Then the sharp blade easily crushed the huge heart.

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