Conles looked old and recalled the scene in his mind.

One morning a black man came to their hospital and he brought a sum of money...

In three months, most of the doctors in the hospital turned around him. This patient endured the pain that ordinary people could not bear. The operation was very successful and the recovery was very successful. It was the most successful case since the establishment of their hospital, and it is also Kang Er. Dean Si's most proud work.

But it was such a person. On the day he recovered and was discharged from the hospital, it was the Good Friday of Notre Dame Hospital. This man with a face and a beast called all the doctors into the ward in the name of gratitude, then locked the door and used flammable gas The doctor killed.

Ten years later, it was this one who knelt in front of Mr. Conles begging for mercy.

Before that, he did a lot of detrimental things, such as this place!

Can you get around him?

"Hold him down!" Mr. Conles said coldly.

Zhang Feng winked at Tang Dawei and the others, who immediately went up and held Solomon, regardless of his struggle.

"Combustible gas!" Conles said again.

Someone ran to get it, but was stopped by someone, Alice, who said coldly: "I'll get it!"

Just now Conles repeated the sentence of convicting Conles. Alice was trembling all over when she heard it. Such a person could be at ease for ten years, and now ten years later, he has done such a big thing and caused so much damage. Many people, unforgivable, unforgivable!

Soon, Alice came with a bottle. It was brought from the laboratory. It was a liquid that was stronger than gasoline and had a very low ignition point.

Contact with the skin will cause the skin to rot, and then spontaneously ignite. People will not die immediately, burn the skin, and burn it inch by inch until it burns out.

Alice gave the bottle to Conles.

Conles slowly unscrewed the bottle cap. Solomon's feet were so frightened that he couldn't stand any longer. Tang Dawei helped him not fall down.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!" Solomon shouted.

But Conles walked up to Solomon as if he hadn't heard it. Solomon struggled with the strength of a breastfeeding, but he couldn't move, and Tang Da held him tightly.

The bottle was placed over Solomon’s head, and then poured slowly, the transparent liquid like clear water came out of the bottle, emitting a strong pungent smell, making it difficult to open your eyes and choking your nose, but everyone didn’t. I closed my eyes and squinted at most to witness Solomon's torment.

The liquid dripped, dripping onto Solomon's face, and he immediately screamed, "Ah..."

The body struggled and trembled.

Solomon's face was smoked, and the strong liquid invaded his nose and mouth black.

As the amount of liquid increased, it even burned.

Conles simply let go more, showering all over him, Tang Dawei couldn't help letting him go.

Solomon rolled and screamed on the ground.

The smell of death was in the air, and everyone backed away, looking at him coldly.

"Ah, ah..."

Solomon's screams seemed to be calling the doctors and nurses who died unjustly to ask for their forgiveness.

But their grievances were too deep, no matter how Solomon begged, they could not be forgiven!

Ten minutes later, the screaming stopped, his body stopped moving, and Solomon's body became a charred corpse.

Conles knelt on his corpse and said, "You can rest in peace..."

After shouting, Conles fell down.

Zhang Feng hurriedly supported him: "Mr. Cones!"

"Zhang, this is for you!" Kang Si held an old key in his hand and placed it in Zhang Feng's hand.

This may be something, his relic, Mr. Conles said lonely and has no children.

"Mr. Conles!" Zhang Feng called again.

Because Zhang Feng found that Kang's vital signs were declining.

Until he dropped his hands and closed his eyes.

Zhang Feng was stunned. Mr. Conles died like this. Could it be that he lived on the grievance in his heart?

Now that the grievance is released, he too is dead.

Everyone was silent, and this old man was worthy of admiration until he died.

Zhang Feng hugged Conles into the corner, put it on the ground and said, "We will send Mr. Conles away!"

Speaking, he went to a small room and took a small can of gasoline, then put Mr. Conles into the glass coffin in the laboratory, poured all the gasoline into it, ignited it, and started burning.

No one has any opinion on Zhang Feng's approach, and still agrees.

More than ten minutes later, Conls' body was still burning, but Fan Yongxi and the others came back, bringing back two people.

One man and one woman!

They were all seriously injured, but not to death!

The female Zhang Feng is acquaintance, and she is still wearing their costumes, her face is cold, she can't see any fear.

Another middle-aged man was a little embarrassed, his feet were beaten from his knees, only muscles were connected, and the thigh was tied with a rope to prevent blood from flowing out, his face was pale.

"Uncle Emerson!" Alice called out in surprise.

In fact, Emerson had seen Alice a long time ago, but he just said nothing, because he knew he was finished.

He did not beg Alice for mercy.

Zhang Feng was not at all curious about the fact that Alice knew Emerson. Alice was seen as the daughter of a nobleman in Roman City, and it was normal to know Emerson.

Zhang Feng is not interested in her identity. After this battle, Zhang Feng will leave Roman City. If nothing happens, he will not come here in the future.

At the moment, Alice's face is ugly, she has misunderstood the wrong person, and the uncle who is kind to her is so bad!

"Miss Baihui, right? We finally met!" Zhang Feng sneered at Miss Baihui: "Miss Baihui is really beautiful, so it's no wonder that so many men can be fascinated."

"You are Zhang Feng?" Miss Baihui asked. She was also seriously injured and one of her feet was beaten.

He didn't lose too much blood and looked fine.

"Yes, doesn't Miss Baihui know me too?" Zhang Feng said.

Seeing a real person, Zhang Feng had to admit that this woman has a taste. No wonder Solomon will fascinate Bob, and there will even be more people.

Such a woman is the most terrifying.

"You kill me!" Miss Baihui closed her eyes, begging for death.

She understood very well that she couldn't survive such a big thing, at least she couldn't go back.

"No, no, it's a pity that a beautiful woman like Miss Baihui died, how about we did a deal?" Zhang Feng said.

There are too many secrets and too many things in this woman. Wouldn't it be great if they could make something out?

"Let's talk about Mr. Zhang!" Miss Baihui said.

She has never been a fateful person, has a thorough understanding of life, and has seen too many things.

"I want all the data of Chip Warrior!" Zhang Feng said.

Miss Baihui looked at Zhang Feng and suddenly laughed: "Haha..."