
That flat and cold face now turned into a lousy loser face. Cold sweat clearly scavenged profusely wetting his temples.
Doubtful the bastard pulled the trigger, with his hands shaking violently.3 times the bullet was in the shot with the same position. Right in front of me.
I dodged it a little, waiting. 30% chance or 70% chance%? No. gabe. I managed. The bullet passed through my body, it was magical. 3 bullets at once! And somehow looks veered from the starting position.
DOR'S! DOR'S! DOR'S!
The bastard unhesitatingly fired 3 more bullets.6 bullets slammed into the shot at me again. But strangely, the bullets continued to miss like a magnetic field with the same polar direction. Reject each other. Is this a coincidence? Or is it a miracle? I feel this red look is a little developed. The incredible pain is also shrinking.
That son of a bitch is too stupid to scatter his bullets. Stylish gives me a long shot. Only one bullet hit my left leg. While the others, lost somewhere.
Before it was too late, before his pride was hurt, and chose to run away, then I hurried to jump into that tall body. As oppressive, I more freely hit his head, making fresh blood flow in the temples, mouth, and nose. My strength is not great, but this is more than enough to avenge, then make him sprawled in the muddy land with that silly face.
Goddamnit! Let's just say it's a retaliation for damaging my phone.
***
The situation is complicated. Several police cars with echoing sirens filled this place. I saw Mark and Aryo tagging along. Not spared also with ambulance cars, and security officers.
The police line stretched across the area, leaving me, the bastard, and the security and medical personnel in the middle. They suspect this event occurred due to a gas explosion.
"Just calm down, son. We'll heal your wounds." A nurse with a pleasant face calmed me down. Cuddling. Mark nodded, agreeing with the friendly woman.
"You'll be fine, Aggy. I'll keep you company." Mark followed, occasionally helping.
"What about Erina? Gosh darn. You don't tell me the real news. You clearly know why I'm lying here with that fucking asshole."
Mark looked at me concerned, then nodded. "I'll be careful. Trust me all."
"Good God, Mr. Mark! You knew?! That bastard knew my name, he called me 'Maria Aggy'. He also introduced his name in an absurd manner." I panicked and cried impatiently. The nurse was busy preparing the place.
"We'll talk about this later. You need to be treated before you bleed out. And, for the boy, he's under arrest for suspected gun abuse."
Before I even returned his words, the ambulance was closed, leaving me and the nurses busy stopping the bleeding. I swear it in my heart. God fucking. That shit ruined everything.
I was rushed to the hospital immediately. The car drove at a speed of 200km/h, splitting the highway in the afternoon. Even if things go bad, even though my injuries are this severe. But at least I was free from the danger. I don't dare imagine that he actually killed me.
"Am I going to get an operation?" I asked casually, leaning my bellied face against the wall of the ambulance.
The female nurses looked in surprise, but eventually hesitated to nod. Holy hooch! I don't want an operation!
***
The emergency room. Afternoon. Exactly at 17:30.
I should be grateful. Everything went well. The operation on my left leg went well too. My whole body was wrapped around the infusion, also with the addition of a bandage that was rather uncomfortable actually. I stared at the ceiling of the emergency room, found Mark, Aryo, and... Erina (?)
Holy hooch! Realizing that, I hurried to sit down with a soft pillow on the hospital bed. I gulped, exclaiming stifled. What the hell's going on? How is Erina suddenly here?
"You okay? What about your legs? Know it? I was so worried that I left the lab." That was the first question he asked me. Erina looked at me with her worried face.
I started to fracturely nod, spitting spit. I slowly turned my face to Mark and Aryo. They replied with smiles and winks. Doesn't that mean Erina only knows about accidents caused by gas explosions? It might be true. I'm sure they can be relied on.
A few minutes later Aryo and Mark leave. Just waving your hands and saying there is important business that must be taken care of immediately. Me and Erina nodded off.
"What did they tell you?" I asked after seeing those two backs disappear in the doorway.
"The gas explosion and the bullet..."
"What?! What did they say about the bullet?!" I interrupted impatiently. This matter will run out if Erina knows the real events.
I heaved a sigh of relief, again casually leaning my back against the hospital pillow. Mark must know my goal is to solve the mystery of the Bloodfiend without involving any of the parties.
"Nothing don't worry about me. My situation is starting to improve. I'm serious."
"Yes. You're right."
I raised my head, wondering while folding my forehead.
"Yes, that's right. I'm starting to learn about your special endurance. How does your body react, the metabolic cells in your body are unusual."
I'm not very interested. I don't even know what Erina is saying.
"Let me be clear. Macrophage cells are cells that play a very important role for wound healing. Everyone's obviously been hurt, right? How long do you think it will take to heal his wound?"
"depends. Depends on how bad the wound is. Didn't we?" I began to answer, treating the sense of wonder.
"Yes. Youre right. Usually it is like that. And the endurance of people's bodies must be different. Including you, Aggy. If you don't have that ability, I may have wept over the terrible wounds you've been through."
An ability? I began to shake my head (again).
"Your body is like 'restrained'. It has been self-employed, and as if forced to heal your wounds independently. Easily. cells in your body work optimally and faster than others.
"Look. Isn't it the first time you've had a gunshot wound?"
I nodded in agreement. (It's hard to understand). "But this burn's been twice."
"Yes, that's right. Remember the incident at Bu Neny's lab the other day. Doesn't it feel a little different, Aggy?"
I nodded again. Maybe it's a little different. The burns in that incident were more painful, excruciatingly painful than the burns I'm going through now. I think the blast radius looks the same.
"If you have not felt the pain for the first time, then in the future the cells in your body are not used to it and can not work optimally. Like that burn. You've been through, then if you're experiencing it a second time, it feels different.
"Didn't it hurt more than it did now? Then if for example you experience again, the pain will also be reduced. According to my analysis, Aggy."
Erina sighed for a moment, then continued, "I'm sure you have a hard time understanding. So, just like this. Let's just say you're doing split practice for a ballet dance contest at your school. For the first time, your muscles are not flexible and still stiff. As a result, you get pain at ************.
"But if you try repeatedly on a regular basis, continue to practice vigorously, then the pain will decrease. Even in the next few days you feel no pain in your groin. As a result your muscles will be flexible and flexible."
Wait for. I'm starting to understand. "So if this pain has been felt before, then in the future the same wound or pain will recover quickly and may not be felt at all. Didn't we?" I'm getting excited.
"Hm? 'Don't it hurt?' I think you're right too, Aggy. There's still so much in you that I don't know. The archive of documents in the lab is gone, so I'm the one who's researching."
"Dear of it! Is there really such an amazing thing?" I was too excited to say it.
"of course. Rest assured, long-time pain when the red vision relapses unusually it will soon disappear. You just need time, and I'll help you progress."
I admit, Edward Marcues' creation was amazing. Being able to compete with the scientists who developed many of his discoveries, then show the world. Marcues' insanity sometimes benefits me
This is capital for me. Capital to solve the mystery, I can even use to support my safety. That bastard Dion reminded me that our current position is not safe. Danger will come anytime and anywhere. Bloodfiend must not be easy to find.
"Your age is 15. Soon to be 16 years old. You know why that red look started to show when you were 15?" Erina made me think hard. Who cares? I won't think about it so it makes my head feel like it's going to break. I don't want most of the burden of the mind.
"It was decided from the beginning. Since the chemicals were injected into your body first. But keep this in mind, Aggy. Don't panic when your eyeballs change color!" Erina said with a serious look.
Eh? Change color?
"The "DNA of the 'black dog' will also affect your physique. Especially those identical red eyes. I started to look at your eyeballs. Little by little, they began to change color. And on your 16th birthday, your eyeballs could be red."