Although the woman was seriously injured, she might still have a chance of making it to the operating room alive if the knife wasn't pulled out and sent to the hospital.
But if the knife was pulled out, she would most likely bleed to death.
When he got close, he felt that he had to hold back.
The woman was lying there, and the black-and-white figure was right next to her with a dagger in his hand.
Luke turned his head and looked at him with his empty eye sockets. He then tilted his head and looked at the dagger that had just been pulled out, and then at the wound on the woman's stomach.
Pondering for a moment, he said, "Why don't I stick it back in, and you pull it out again?"
The old man: "…"
The injured woman: "…"
Luke joked casually. In a good mood, he stood up and said, "Okay, let her lie down quietly for a few minutes. If you're worried, we'll send her to the hospital for a checkup. If you're fast, she can still go home and sleep."
Suddenly, his expression froze, and he cursed, "F * ck!" Then, he sped up and sprinted ten meters away, before he activated the auxiliary propulsion system on his back.
Boom!
The armor flew northeast at a high speed, stirring up a lot of dust behind it. However, it avoided the direction of the injured woman. Big Wave was covered in dust and dirt.
By the time Big Wave ran out of the dust, only a tiny dot of light was left on Luke's thruster.
The old man and Big Wave looked at each other in bewilderment.
But the old man was more worried about the injured woman lying in front of him. She was his "ex-" wife, Julia.
A few months ago, when he was a living man, Julia had been his proper wife.
Now that he was dead, his wife had automatically become his "ex-" wife, but he couldn't just watch her die.
After examining the wound on Julia's abdomen for a moment, the old man raised his head in surprise. "How do you feel?"
Julia frowned. "It's a little itchy inside. It's uncomfortable."
The old man asked, "It doesn't hurt?"
Julia shook her head. "Well … after someone injected me with the drug, the pain quickly disappeared. It's just itchy, and it's getting itchier."
The old man said, "… Don't scratch it. It's healing."
Julia was stunned. "Huh?"
She had only been stabbed once, and it was already healing? Her head was full of question marks.
Big Wave also came over to take a look and nodded. "That black and white face is not a normal person. Hmm, maybe he's not even human. It's not surprising that he has a way to heal himself quickly. I'm sure he won't die."
The little old man glared at his partner in dissatisfaction. That's my wife, what do you mean she won't die? This damn old man's mouth is really stinky!
Big Wave didn't care about that. After all, she wasn't his ex-wife.
He walked to the front of the Netherworld Divine Tool and examined it. He muttered, "This is great. If we hand this over, we won't be treated as trash by the higher-ups."
As he spoke, he walked back and started to search beside the big tree.
Just now, he had used a pistol and a special claw to pull out the core part of the artifact, the cross.
Of course, RIPD's backer would automatically censor or "censor" everything that could possibly be leaked.
Any actions that involved RIPD's confidential content, including speaking, gesturing, writing, and typing on the keyboard, would automatically be turned into nonsense.
For example, in the eyes of a living person, this claw was something else — such as a dung extractor.
For example, Roy Pulsey was clearly a handsome guy with a beautiful white beard, but the living person could only see the big wavy blonde hair on the ID.
His partner was a pretty boy with a face full of misfortune, Nick Walker. Even if he was alive, he would only be able to see the little Asian old man on the ID card.
This was how insane RIPD's harmony mechanism was.
Before this, Roy and Nick, the pretty boy, had caused a lot of trouble. They might have been abandoned and thrown into the Netherworld as ghosts.
Now that he had solved the problem of opening the Gate to the Netherworld and found this divine tool, he could happily play for at least a few more decades.
As he thought this, Roy looked around but didn't find the golden cross.
He had successfully sneaked in and closed the Gate to the Netherworld, but there were still a lot of ghosts who had managed to sneak in. He could only remove the claw and throw it away, ready to fight to the death.
Logically speaking, shouldn't the cross have fallen here? He looked around twice in confusion, but still found nothing.
It was impossible for his memory to have declined. He had been dead for decades, and his brain cells didn't decline at all.
But this thing … where did it go? After frowning and pondering for a moment, Roy suddenly shivered. "Nick, don't care about your ex-wife. Otherwise, we'll be thrown into the Netherworld. You'll never see her, including her tombstone."
Nick was originally very unhappy, but hearing this, he immediately comforted Julia and walked over. "What's the matter?"
Roy: "The core of the divine tool, the cross, is missing."
Nick: "Wang Defa? How is that possible? Didn't you pull it out? "
Roy's face was bitter. "Apart from us and your ex-wife, there's only one 'person' left."
He placed a slight emphasis on the word "people".
Nick's mouth opened wide. "Holy sh * t! Are you f * cking kidding me? How could that kind of person … Wait, it's really possible? "
The cross was the core of the divine tool that opened the gate to the Netherworld. Even some high and mighty beings would be interested in it!
Roy looked at his expression and knew that he should have figured it out. He lowered his voice and said, "He passed by the place where I threw the cross and then flew away, so it can only be him."
Nick looked desperate. "Then what do we do? Ask that skull for the cross back? Then he will directly turn into the sun and turn us into ashes to silence us! "
Roy, who had been stubborn all his life, felt that this ending made sense and couldn't refute it. "So, we have to be on the same page now."
Nick: "Huh?"
Roy: "We just need to bring forward the time when he took the golden cross. He must've secretly taken it after I pulled it out. "
Rolling his eyes, Nick suddenly slapped his thigh. "That's right. When he flew away, we didn't see him take anything. He actually took the cross at the beginning and then helped us! "
Roy was stunned. A moment later, he reached out and patted Nick's shoulder. "As expected of a police officer who came a few decades later than me. Such thick skin …"
Nick was speechless. Damn it, weren't you the one who came up with this idea? You sly old b * stard.
However, RIPD finally found someone to throw the pot at, and finally felt a little more at ease.
The truth was just as they had speculated.
Luke had run dozens of meters before he left precisely to pass by the golden cross and store it in his inventory.
It would be a waste not to take this clearly unusual mysterious item.
As for if a bigshot came looking for him, he probably wouldn't be too afraid now.
This time, the system had given him a brand-new path of spending money. Credit points had finally changed from numbers on the system panel to attack power.
Last time, he had beaten Mephistopheles back to hell for ten years with 50,000 credit points. Now that he had more than 200,000 credit points, it would be enough to beat Mephistopheles twice more.
Also, as time went on, his credit points would rise rapidly.
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