The pirated doctor in American comics

Yan Ding took out an earth-yellow crystal ball, and a huge amount of spiritual power was continuously drawn out, replenishing Yan Ding's own consumption.

If you just use telekinesis as a scalpel, there is certainly no need to supplement it, but the consumption caused by Yan Ding's next actions is not something he can afford.

It should be said that no living individual that has not undergone transformation can afford it.

Although Yan Ding has the power of telekinesis and his body is incredibly strong, he is still essentially a human being. The internal circulation in his body is no different from that of ordinary people, and he also needs to breathe and eat.

Although the mental power reserve is extremely strong, it still needs to be replenished when it really needs to be consumed in large quantities.

Invisible spiritual power radiated out and gathered in large numbers above the operating table, condensing into a long pipe shape, emitting a glistening white light, and even felt tangible.

"What is that?" asked Miss Killer.

The wound on her body had already passed the pain when it was just incised. Although there was still a steady stream of pain hitting her brain, it was no longer so unbearable.

"Magic circuit. A kind of soul organ." Yan Ding placed this magic circuit on a bone-deep wound on Miss Killer's thigh. With a squeeze, the bone-deep wound was controlled by invisible thoughts. It was completely healed and the original smooth skin was restored, with no trace left.

Yan Ding took out a jade jar from the space ring and took off the cover with runes drawn out of silk thread drawn from mithril, revealing the bright red liquid inside.

It is the monk's blood of Buddha.

If it were just ordinary blood, it would be considered a rare material, but it would not be worthy of Yan Ding's shameless extortion. However, the blood all flowed from the monk's heart, and was mixed with part of the heart. The blood in the vessel is more affected by Buddha's power, and its nature changes more obviously.

The effect as a material is also better.

A slender and gorgeous streamer floated out from the jar, outlining a rune in the void. This rune was not a simple two-dimensional plane structure, but a three-dimensional space structure. When the head and tail were connected, the bright red liquid emitted a burst of light. Dazzling golden light, and then the rune was frozen in mid-air. The dark red liquid kept flowing along a fixed trajectory. The flowing golden light was clearly visible, but the golden light did not look like light, but instead seemed to be flowing. The golden dust floated down and landed on Miss Killer's body, making Miss Killer feel refreshed and even the pain from the wounds all over her body was temporarily forgotten.

Miss Killer let out a long breath, and her body that had been a little tense just now completely relaxed. Although the pain could no longer affect her, she suddenly felt that her thoughts were unusually active and she could clearly feel her body. The internal changes and the foreign object that was just implanted into the body.

"Does the soul also have organs?" Miss Killer was now in the mood to inquire further.

"Why can't the soul have organs? The soul also has its own structure. The human body is not a jar. Just put the soul in it.

The connection point between the soul and the body is these soul organs, and they unify the relationship between the body and the soul to a certain extent.

To be honest, the success rate of this kind of surgery is very low. After all, it involves the soul level. It is normal for the surgery to be unsatisfactory.

That's why it's an experiment. " Yan Ding responded to the movements of her hands without stopping. Sections of magic circuits were constructed, and sections of them were implanted into Miss Killer's body.

After the entire process was completed, a total of 28 magic circuits were completely implanted into Miss Killer's body.

Of course, this is not the end yet, it is just the first step.

Because Miss Killer clearly felt a foreign body sensation in her body, it proved that the magic circuit had not completely transformed into her soul organ.

"So, along with those 13 successful cases, are there more than 2300 missing cases behind them?" Miss Killer made a bold guess based on what she knew, and couldn't help but take a breath of air.

"To be precise, it's 2526. I also have records of medical visits." Yan Ding didn't have the slightest fluctuation when he heard Miss Killer's words. He was even in the mood to correct her fallacy, as if those 2526 lives were not worth anything to him. Mention the same.

Miss Killer's heart felt cold, not only because of Yan Ding's disregard for life, which was a mentality worthy of the title of devil, but because Yan Ding did not try to hide it at all.

There are 2526. Maybe one more doesn’t matter.

She couldn't reveal her identity as an agent. As a killer, no one would pursue her even if she disappeared. And she was lying on the operating table, with her life and death in the hands of the person in front of her.

Moreover, even if she was not lying on the operating table, the various abilities displayed by the person in front of her told her that she had no ability to resist at all.

Does the devil doctor not only have a devilish mentality, but also possess devilish abilities?

"Then you killed many more people than me. I only killed more than 100 people because these people had money." Miss Killer looked away and responded like this.

She lied. Whether she was in Mao Xiong or now in the United States, her long career as an agent would not allow her to kill only so many people. However, in order to fit the killer's personality, she had to slightly process the numbers. .

Killers are not executioners, they are just knives for killing people with money. Kill one person, squander the money, and then kill again. This is the living condition of a killer.

So most killers actually kill far fewer people than people think.

Miss Killer tried her best to perform, but she didn't know that the persona she tried her best to maintain had been sold by her face.

From the moment the iconic burgundy hair appeared in her sight, there was no possible way for her to get to Yan Ding.

"So you're just a little bit better than me

Who told you that the degree of sin is judged by the number of murders?

Which one weighs more, 2000 people or 100 people?

The result actually doesn't matter, because as long as the result is measured, it proves that something as priceless as life has been forcibly given value. " Yan Ding's words surprised Miss Killer. She didn't expect that this devilish doctor's attitude towards life was unexpectedly decent.

The complexity of human beings far exceeds human imagination, and judging people based on facial expressions is the most undesirable. Many years of career have made Ms. Killer keep this truth in mind, but she will still be surprised.

“No matter what the reason is, killing a life is the greatest sin. Killing one life is no less sinful than killing ten lives.

It's just that the former will only bear the curse of one person, while the latter will bear the curse of ten people. Yan Ding added slowly. Miss Killer was about to respond, but was suddenly deprived of the ability to speak by the changes in her body.