Physician’s Odyssey

The middle-aged black man divided the three teams, called the white woman, frowned and asked: "Yes, I have a question, why did you go to the burial place of those three people?"

If it were not for the white woman who discovered Su Tao, the organization would not find out that the three people were not dead, and the following plot would not appear. The middle-aged black man was ordered to carry his men and search on the grassland for many days.

The white woman stared at the middle-aged black man with a complacency in her eyes and said: "You don’t understand women. Women’s vengeance is very strong. That Chinese man looks down on me, so I want him to die without peace. I will go to the place where the body is buried, intending to dig out his body and put him in a bad way. For example, throw him into the hyena den. Hyenas like to eat carrion most. They must be very excited."

When the white woman said these words, her brows were excited, immersed in a stimulating and bloody fantasy.

The middle-aged black man couldn’t help shivering, because the white woman didn’t seem to be lying. She said that she was the most poisonous woman. It made sense. Although she was her boss, she knew that she was placed by her side. This is the habit of the dark side organization. No one knows the true identity of the comrades around him, so everyone must be cautiously guarded and show sufficient respect for the organization at all times.

The attitude of white women who ignores life is nothing. There are many people in the dark side organization that are more cruel than her. It makes middle-aged men so nervous for other reasons.

He didn't expect that the seemingly careless white woman would actually have another identity, the eyeliner hidden by his side, which made the middle-aged black shudder.

The middle-aged black man said calmly: "I think of you too simple."

The white woman shrugged and smiled relaxedly: "I made a great contributor to the organization by solving an internal rape. The researcher who provided the experimental drug to the BOSS was unable to withstand the interrogation. Soon Admitting that he changed the sample, the medicine given to the princess and her bodyguard will only cause suspended animation and not really lethal. The researcher is now detained. He was originally a researcher, and the next situation he will face is very miserable. It will become a test specimen of a new drug. What a irony. It’s just that I’m a little curious. It’s clear that the bullet has penetrated the Chinese man’s chest. Why can he still survive?"

The middle-aged black man was also curious about this and touched his chin. “There may be some special secrets in this. Everyone’s heart is located differently. Although it hits his chest, it does not prove that it hits the heart. The fatal part, so it is still possible for him to survive. The only puzzling thing is that the person responsible for burying the body at the time insisted that the Chinese man had lost his vital signs, had no heartbeat, no breathing, and died completely. The other two It is understandable that a person has been injected with a fake death medicine and has symptoms of fake death, but that Chinese man did not inject a fake death medicine, which is too weird."

The white woman's eyes lit up and she lowered her voice and said, "So this time we have to fight to catch someone alive. That Chinese man may have mastered the secret of how to get back to life. If we find the answer, wouldn't it be a great achievement."

The middle-aged black man took a serious look at the white woman and sighed secretly. His assistant is more cunning and scheming than he thought!

The middle-aged black man did not respond directly to the white woman's proposal, saying: "It is imperative to find the three people as soon as possible. We have been out for so many days and there is no result. If we return empty-handed, it is really impossible to justify."

The middle-aged black and white women led two teams, one heading southeast and the other heading northwest. They walked very carefully. Although they were all experienced fighters, they would be everywhere just a few days after it rained. In the swamp, if you are bitten by a poison lurking in the dark, you will have to take half your life if you don't die.

The middle-aged black man and his three accomplices stayed and rested on the rare hard ground. They were surrounded by withered and yellowed trees. As the mist floating above the swamp blocked the sun, the distant swamp was dark and humid and silent.

The middle-aged black man carefully inspected the circle. Except for the poisonous insects, snakes and ants, he could hardly hear other sounds. He suddenly felt an unknown.

One of the accomplices climbed up the thickest tree and stood so high that he could see far. He picked up the binoculars and swept around, pointed to the south and said, "There seems to be something there!"

The middle-aged black man nodded and said, "Take someone over to see."

The two subordinates carefully separated the tall grass and fumbled in that direction. About a quarter of an hour later, the two returned. One of them gritted his teeth and said: "There is a small hunting trap, and two African rats are trapped inside. It’s been a while since I died, it smells really stinky!"

The middle-aged black man thought it was a bit strange. The clue came here and reached the end. There were swamps on all sides. According to the truth, the three people could not fly over the swamp.He quickly stood up and said in a deep voice, "Leave quickly and go back the same way."

As soon as his voice fell, there was a huge movement from the swamp not far away. A behemoth rose directly into the sky from the swamp, and then rushed towards the direction of the middle-aged black man.

"It's a hippo, or a group of hippos!" The middle-aged black man said in disbelief with fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

This road was not only made by misleading them, but also a trap leading to the hippos. The middle-aged black man found the ground limp. He stepped on it twice with his foot and saw a layer of black excrement appear below.

He finally understood why he found a strange smell when he checked the neighborhood. It turned out that the place he was stepping on was piled up with hippo dung. The hippopotamus regarded this as their own territory. Now that intruders have appeared, they naturally furious.

Hippos are extremely grumpy animals. In the East African steppes, they are absolutely no one dare to provoke them. They are extremely aggressive and unscrupulous.Wild hippos cause more human deaths every year than lions and crocodiles.Female hippos are more aggressive than male hippos during lactation.

"Don't shoot!" Before the middle-aged black could speak, an accomplice around him panicked and pulled the trigger, accompanied by a gunshot, second, third, fourth... dozens of them. Hippos stood up from the swamp one after another.

The hippo's skin is very strong, five centimeters thick at its thickest part, and its teeth can even fire pistol bullets.With two serrations, a bite force of more than 1,000 pounds and a large size, it looks like a natural tank at first glance.

The bullet hit the first hippopotamus, but under the stimulation of the pain, it was aroused wildly, speeding up toward the shooter.

The middle-aged black man secretly cursed an idiot. The hippo is a herbivore with a relatively mild personality and will not actively attack humans.But now being angered, it means that great trouble is coming.

Standing in the front of the men, the hippopotamus flew easily.The hippopotamus opened his mouth wide, showing huge teeth, and bit him down. The man vomited blood, his eyes burst, his limbs struggled instinctively for a few seconds, and he quickly lost his breath.

"Run!" The middle-aged black man commanded the others to retreat and hated the three of them. This is definitely a carefully arranged trap, deliberately creating false clues to lure them here.

Hippos look cumbersome, but in fact they run very fast, much faster than humans.

Rumble, not a big hard place, like an earthquake, middle-aged black people know that if they turn around and run, they will definitely die, so they can only tell the left and right: "Let's go up the tree!"

Kacha, a huge male hippopotamus rushed directly under the tree with thick arms, hitting it twice with a heavy body, and the trunk of the tree was directly divided into two.Although one of his men who had just climbed the tree was calm enough, he felt that he was holding a gun, so he could still be invincible. After jumping from the tree, he shot frantically, sparking constantly from the muzzle.

However, the hippopotamus seemed to have practiced the incorruptible body of King Kong, without any scruples. Soon he was knocked to the ground by a group of hippos. The column-like horseshoes trampled on him mercilessly, and in a moment it became fleshy and dead. More miserable than the first person.

Middle-aged black people only feel that their scalp is numb. He has participated in many difficult tasks, but for the first time he felt fear. He was not afraid of death, but did not want to die so ugly.

Isn’t hippo a herbivore?

How could it be so violent?

The middle-aged black man hadn't reacted yet, and a tragic cry for help came from a tree next door. The middle-aged black man hurriedly shot down and beat a few hippos.

The instinct of the beast is that the more I feel pain, the more mad.

A few hippos that hit the tree were lying in a pool of blood, but the other hippos went mad, and finally the slightly thicker tree was smashed. The moment the hand fell to the ground, a group of hippos were ruthlessly torn to pieces. .

The middle-aged black man was almost crying. He had spent half of his life on various battlefields. He had imagined his various ways of death, but he never expected that he would be killed by a group of crazy hippos.

There was a feeling of shaking from the trunk. The middle-aged black knew that even if he was on the tree, he didn't seem to have much chance of survival. He gritted his teeth, jumped off the tree, and shot out bullets with his gun. Can only report the mentality of killing one more.

Unfortunately, it was not a human being killed, but a hippopotamus. No matter how you look at it, it was a loss-making business.

The group of hippos didn’t give him too much time. Suddenly he felt an impact coming from his back, and then he lost control of the whole person, as if the clouds were rising and the fog was falling, and he drew a high parabola in the air. The moment he fell on the ground, The sturdy hippopotamus rushed all over him. After the hippopotamus left, the middle-aged black man seemed to be run over by a rolling pin, and his internal organs turned into pie.

His eyes were wide, and he looked at the blue sky aggrievedly...