I have a room at Meiman Mental Hospital

"There are about 100-150 security personnel on the ship, all equipped with guns, and there is a high probability of heavy weapons. In addition, according to the information found, they not only have deadly weapons of their own design, but are also researching a killing creature. ..biqugev" Du Wensen analyzed.

"And there are only two of us! You also took away a knife and a gun from me." Wade complained endlessly.

"enough!"

Du Wen held the long knife, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the security personnel.

It wasn't until he was nearly two meters away that a security guard came over impatiently and said, "Hey! Yellow-skinned monkey, this is not your place to play. Get out of here!"

The sword flashed, and Du Wensen walked slowly past him.

The security guard suddenly found that his body was out of control. When he lowered his head, the world spun and his head fell to the ground. In the end, only a horrified expression remained on his face.

"Good sword skills!" Wade kicked his head away and followed.

Several security personnel were killed by Du Wensen without even making a sound. He was not discovered until he got on the ship.

A gunshot broke the tranquility of the cruise ship.

a week later.

In the police station, Andrew was standing in the Sheriff's Office angrily.

"Jackson, seven days, seven whole days, how on earth did your police officers do their job? They couldn't even find anyone. You let me down so much!"

Sheriff Jackson slowly took a sip of coffee and persuaded: "Hey, Andrew, don't get excited, okay? Mr. Du is just a patient in your hospital. We have been working hard to find him. You know New York is so big, we want to find a patient." It’s not easy for people. If it weren’t for you, we wouldn’t have spent so much effort looking for them. Do you know that countless people go missing in New York every day? It’s not a big deal.”

"Du is my friend. I don't care what happens to him. He wants to see his body when he is alive and his body when he dies. Jackson, you have to understand that I asked you to help me find him because of your face. You also agreed to it at the beginning. I'm sorry. If you admit that you can't find it, don't blame me for finding other people to help." Andrew said coldly.

"Andrew, don't be like this. You must not cause any big trouble in my territory. I will try my best to find it, okay?" Jackson hurriedly persuaded.

"I don't want you to try your best. I want you to promise me that my tolerance will be limited within a few days at the latest!" Andrew said sternly.

At this moment, the phone on the table suddenly rang.

The police chief picked up the phone, listened for a while, and then hung up.

"Andrew, I think we have found Mr. Du."

"Where is he? Is he still alive?" Andrew said excitedly.

The police chief stood up.

"On a ship!"

When Andrew arrived at Pier 7, he looked around and asked hurriedly: "Where is Du?"

The police chief pointed to a slowly approaching cruise ship and said, "That one is up!"

"You mean Du left quietly and just ran out to play?" Andrew asked suspiciously.

"No, according to his police officers, Du found the organization that killed more than a hundred people a while ago and killed them all." The police chief replied.

Andrew shut his mouth. It seemed that Du Wensen could really do such a thing. He just didn't quite understand why Hao Hao suddenly wanted to take care of such a thing. Wasn't he obviously not interested in the case?

After the cruise ship docked, police officers and medical staff rushed to the ship, and soon they lifted a person off. The person was still shouting: "Hey! Can any of you get my legs back? No more trouble." Please change my position, I'm pressing my balls."

Andrew shrank back in fear. He saw clearly that the man was the one who came to kill him. He claimed to be Wade, a monster who would not die even if his head was missing.

"Did Vincent Du be killed?"

Andrew couldn't care so much, so he searched for stretchers one by one and finally found them.

Seeing Du Wensen lying motionless on the stretcher, covered in blood, Andrew immediately rushed forward and shouted with a cry.

"Du~~! My good friend, why did you leave me? I..."

"Sir, this patient just fell into a coma from exhaustion. Please don't interfere with our treatment." The medical staff couldn't help but interrupt.

Two tears just fell from Andrew's face, and he looked embarrassed.

"Sorry, I was just too excited for the moment! Actually, what I wanted to say is that I have my own personal doctor and want to take him back for better treatment."

The medical officer said, "This requires the consent of the police chief."

"This is our great hero!" Sheriff Jackson came over and told the medical staff: "Send him to Jushan Mental Hospital now."

"However, there are still many injured people on the cruise ship who need our first aid!" the medical officer said reluctantly.

Sheriff Jackson sighed: "No need, there are no wounded on board!"

"How could it be? We haven't gone in to check it thoroughly yet!" the medical doctor said in surprise.

"Because there isn't even a complete body inside!" Sheriff Jackson explained.

The medical worker's expression changed and he carried Du Wensen to the emergency vehicle.

Andrew said silently: "Maybe I really need to find a psychiatrist to take a look at Du."

"Yes, the scene in the boat is definitely not what a normal person can do. I don't want to personally arrest our hero one day in the future!" Sheriff Jackson reminded.

"I know, I will ask the best doctor to provide psychological counseling to Du."

After speaking, Andrew walked towards the ambulance.

After three hours,

Du Wensen was already lying on the bed in Jushan Mental Hospital. After the doctor's diagnosis and it was confirmed that his body was fine, Andrew breathed a sigh of relief.

However, his heart was still in the air because...

"Du Zhen surprised me. I couldn't believe that he was an ordinary person. I saw with my own eyes that he killed people more ferociously than me. Du's sword skills seemed to be born for killing. It was art, the art of killing. !”

Wade crossed his legs, which were just over ten centimeters long, and said while chewing an apple.

Neve beside the bed was staring at Wade's lower body.

Wade finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"Little sister, didn't your parents tell you that you shouldn't look around in some places? Can I give you an apple?"

Neve shook her head: "Dad doesn't allow me to eat randomly!"

"Oh! Such a father is really a big egg. When I was a child, oh, who is my father? Forget it, I tell you now, you can eat whatever you want, and your father will definitely not see it." Wade taught .

Neve looked back at Du Vincent and smiled sweetly, showing her white teeth.

"Yes! That's it. Uncle supports you and tells you what you want to eat!" Wade said proudly.

Neve reached out and grabbed hold of Wade's newly grown leg.

Wade doesn't know why!

"Crack!"

Wade's eyes bulged in pain.

Him, his leg is broken again.

Neve bit his leg and ran out of the house like the wind.