Open a Clinic to Cultivate Myself Chapter 136 A Luxury Crash Package

In the dark mountain, insects chirped in the grass, rising one after another.

"The damned mosquito. I hate this place." The sniper Billy stretched out his hand to kill a mosquito on his face. Then he spread out the palm, and found that the mosquito had been full of blood, leading to a small piece of his palm stained red with his blood.

Next to Billy, a middle-aged blond man was controlling a drone in the sky through a laptop computer. The laptop in front of him showed Ning Tao crossing a curve along a sidewalk. After that curve, Ning Tao would be in the shooting range.

"Pato, help me keep the mosquitoes away when I shoot. That guy is smart. I only have one chance. I don't want to fail because of mosquitoes," said Billy.

Pato nodded and said, "He's coming. 50 meters to go. He'll be in your shooting range in three minutes. Get ready."

Billy took a look at the surveillance video on the laptop screen in front of Pato, and then put his right eye to the optical scope and his right index finger on the trigger.

"I want the fan in his hand. Damn, my pistol is a Magnum, but it failed to shoot through the fan in his hand. His fan must be the most advanced bulletproof device," Billy cried.

"Here he comes," Pato declared.

"Don't be nervous. At such a distance, my M200 and I can kill rabbits running on the ground," said Billy, appearing confident.

Chey Tac produced the M200 sniper rifle, and it was said to have the highest firing accuracy in the world, and could make fewer errors than a penny at a distance of 2,286 meters. With a gun like this in his hand, he had just to pull the trigger when Ning Tao came in sight. Then the task was done.

"10 meters to go. There's nobody around. It's a good opportunity. It's north-east wind, blowing at 0.8 meters per second, with humidity of 37, a distance of 678 meters." Pato gave a string of numbers. He was Billy's partner and observer.

Then Ning Tao entered the optical sight.

"Go to hell," Billy uttered, and pulled back the trigger with his right index finger.

Suddenly, a figure came down from the sky, stepped on the M200's barrel, making it immediately bend up, almost into the shape of "U".

Billy suddenly looked up and immediately saw a man in a leather jacket and leather pants standing on his beloved M200, looking at him without expression. For a moment his mind went blank, his mouth wide open, but no sound came out.

Pato was quick to respond. He pulled out his gun, leaned over, and instantly pointed it at the chest of the leather-panted man who had bent the M200 sniper rifle.

But before he could pull the trigger, a flash of cold light came out of the man's right hand, leaving a trail of shadow in the air that sliced Pato's neck.

Pato's leaning body hit the ground with a jolt and his head rolled off his neck. Until he died, he never had a chance to pull the trigger.

Yin Molan took back the Blade of Brotherhood and stuck it on Billy's face.

"You pick up a stone and stun yourself, or I cut off your head?" Yin Molan asked in English, his voice cold.

His English was very standard. After all, he was a fighting demon who had lived for hundreds of years, and had seen most of the world.

"You..." Billy finally uttered a word, but until now he did not want to believe that things would develop into this way.

Yin Molan raised his right hand, his Blade of Brotherhood looking particularly cold and bright in the moonlight.

Of course Billy didn't dare to hesitate. He grabbed a rock around and threw it at his head.

Bam!

Billy's head was violently shaken, the blood gushing out from the wound, but as a professional killer, his physical quality and endurance ability were far more powerful than ordinary people. As a result, he failed to knock himself out.

"How dare you, a mook, be a killer? Again, if you don't knock yourself out this time, I'll help you," Yin Molan snapped.

Billy bit his teeth and threw the rock at his own head again.

Bam!

This time Billy succeeded. With a muffled groan, he fainted.

Yin Molan took out his phone and texted Ning Tao, "I killed one and stunned the other. Where do you want me to take them?"

He soon received a reply from Ning Tao, "Take the man and the body to the hillside behind the Sky Clinic. Qing Zhui's snake will eat the body."

Yin Molan frowned. He reached into his pocket, pulled out a small porcelain vase, and uncorked it. Then he went over to Pato's body and dripped a pale green liquid over the broken neck.

Pssst...

Pato's body smoldered and dissolved at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Yin Molan lifted Pato's head over the body with his Blade of Brotherhood, muttering disapprovingly, "I'm not your demon slave. You want me to take the body and feed it to the snake? Am I so bored? You are with the snake demon, but do you know snake's nature? Sooner or later you'll be emptied. Hmph!"

The drone in the sky suddenly lost control and dived into a mountain forest.

Ning Tao glanced up in that direction, then stopped and clicked on an app to call a ride-hailing car of Didi Chuxing online to go back to Garden Street.

Suddenly a Toyota off-road vehicle darted out of the driveway and slammed into his back.

Bam!

Ning Tao's body was knocked off, hit a lamppost, and fell to the ground. Ning Tao's phone was shattered all over the floor, his shirt torn, his face covered with dust, his mouth bleeding, his eyes closed. God knew whether he was dead or alive.

The door of the Toyota off-road vehicle was opened, and two men got out of the car, quickly came to Ning Tao, lifted him to the door and stuffed him in. Immediately, the driver started the car, quickly fled the scene of the accident.

The three people in the car were all people of Hua Country. One was bald, another had a brush cut and the last one had tattoos on his arms. All the three were fierce-looking, tall, and strong.

"Damn it! What the hell was that?" snarled the bald man driving the Toyota off-road vehicle. "Didn't he say we only had to take the body? Damn, why didn't anyone kill him the whole time we followed him? As a result, we had to kill him ourselves."

"We're going to ask that guy to give us more money," said the man, with his arms covered with tattoos. His tattoos were scary, which was a fiend with a green face and ferocious fangs.

The man with a brush cut felt Ning Tao's pulse and uttered, "He has no pulse."

"Of course he has no pulse. That collision could have killed a cow, let alone a man," said the bald driver. "Rat, when we get to our destination, call Wang Yaoyang and tell him, the man is dead, the body is in our car, we killed him, and ask him to pay more."

"Rat", the man with a brush cut, withdrew his hand from Ning Tao's neck and asked, "Monk, how much do I ask him to add?"

"At least 600,000, 200,000 for each of us," the bald man "Monk" replied. "We can relax after this deal."

"Why not call him now instead of waiting until we reach there?" asked Rat again.

Monk said, "Are you silly? If we call him now, he will know that the man is dead. If he leaves, who shall we ask for the money? We have to get rid of the body. When we get to the destination, you call him. If he doesn't agree to our demands, we'll kill him!"

"Hha, Monk, you are so clever and thoughtful." Rat raised a thumb to Monk.

"I'm going home to build a house for my parents," said the man with tattooed arms.

"Colored Snake, after this deal, we two will go to your house with you to build the house," said Monk.

"Good, there is a widow in my village who has a close relationship with me. I will bring her some presents this time. What do you think is a good gift?" "Colored Snake", the man with tattooed arms asked and thought seriously.

Rat slapped Colored Snake on the head and laughed. "Are you stupid? Condoms, of course."

"Damn it! Hha!" Colored Snake swore, and then laughed.

The Toyota off-road vehicle sped toward the suburbs, carrying a "dead body", but the mood inside was cheerful.

The three laughed and talked, and did not notice that the "body" suddenly opened his eyes slightly...

To kill Ning Tao by a car?

If they wanted to kill Ning Tao who had the protection of the spiritual power airbag, they would have to drive a high-speed train or a spiked chariot in "Mad Max".

When Ning Tao texted Yin Molan to dispose of the body, he sensed the danger behind him with his spiritual sense. He also saw from the black reflective area on his phone's screen the Toyota off-road vehicle that had suddenly left the driveway and was hurtling toward him. At that time, he could just jump out of a car. But he changed his mind. He stood still, waiting for the car to hit him.

It wasn't because he had never been hit by a car and wanted to experience what it was like, but because he wanted to take this opportunity to hunt down people who wanted his life.

He thought the three would contact Tamao Takeda or Crewe Arthur, but unexpected they contacted Wang Yaoyang who had slipped through the net before.

Qiu Meng said Wang Yaoyang had gone to a temple called Clean Water Temple and become a monk to escape the law. Jiang Hao herself had gone to catch him, but the guy was cunning enough to escape, and Jiang Hao failed. He had not been heard from since, as if he had evaporated from the world. Unexpectedly, he appeared again, and was even directly involved in the assassination of Ning Tao.

The Toyota off-road vehicle soon came down the hill.

"There's monitoring ahead, hide the body," Monk said suddenly, lifting the accelerator and slowing down.

Rat and Colored Snake immediately removed Ning Tao from the sofa. What was more, Colored Snake put his foot on Ning Tao's thigh, and Rat even put his foot on Ning Tao's head.

At that moment, Ning Tao was filled with a white-hot rage, and he felt an impulse to break the necks of the three native killers at once. But he bore it. Wang Yaoyang was associated with Nicholas Conway, and if he caught Wang Yaoyang, it was possible to find Nicholas Conway. In this way, he could wipe out the group of bad guys by the roots!

"I'll settle the score with you when we get there," Ning Tao said to himself.

Chapter 136 A Luxury Crash Package