Chapter 1377


    And the knife could not be pulled out, or Luke would bleed to death before he got to the hospital!


    Afterwards, Kingsley picked up Eileen and walked towards the car at a steady pace.


    "Thanks," Eileen frowned in pain and spoke weakly.


    She used to think that Kingsley was too dignified and unapproachable, yet he looked different at this


    moment.


    "You''d better not talk at this time, or you will lose more blood..."


    Kingsley dropped his eyes slightly and looked at Eileen''s face. "You and Luke go to the hospital


    first. I’ll be right behind you


    guys..."


    Eileen nodded, but she still frowned. "Is h e... Is he ... okay?"


    "Maybe yes, maybe no. But I hope he is safe and sound just like you do!"


    Kingsley replied.


    The car left, but Kingsley turned around and walked back inside the abandoned old factory.


    Those gangsters had been subdued. They were now kneeling submissively on the ground.


    Seeing Kingsleying in, the bodyguard beside him put a chair behind him.


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    Kingsley sat down and said coldly, "Beat them up!"


    At once, those gangsters began to wail.


    Kingsley was sitting there indifferently and leisurely just like a spectator.


    Even though his suit jacket was stained with Eileen’s blood, he remained elegant even in such a


    violent environment.


    In a long while, those gangsters gasped for breath on the ground. Bruised and sore, they were half


    dead.


    "You guys have to pay the price because you did what you should not have done. But I still think the


    punishment on you guys is far from enough. Go on! Don’t stop until they bleed!"


    Such bloodthirsty words made Kingsley sound even more dangerous.


    Those bodyguards would not stop until the gangsters bled!


    The middle-aged doctor''s arms were broken. Looking at Kingsley, who was elegant and noble, the


    doctor did not expect him to be so bloodthirsty!


    Kingsley got up and walked to the doctor. H e bent slightly and turned the knife between his long


    fingers. "You were the one who operated on that woman just now?


    The male doctor stepped back in fear.


    "You are indeed skillful with your knife. That corpse is also dissected perfectly. To b e honest, I quite


    appreciate it."


    Kingsley said slowly.


    But his praise scared the male doctor to death. His blood ran cold, and he even broke out into a


    cold sweat.


    "So I think you must feel unique if you dissect yourself with your brilliant technique. I like challenges,


    and I think you do too."


    Kingsley''s voice was gentle. As he spoke, h e handed the knife to the middle-aged doctor and idly


    made an inviting gesture. " Come on."


    The male doctor kept shaking his head and crawling backwards, fine sweat appearing o n his


    forehead.


    "Why do you dodge? I can''t wait to appreciate your technique."


    Kingsley narrowed his eyes and stared at the doctor coldly.


    The doctor became increasingly frightened. The knife in his hand was trembling.


    Suddenly, Kingsley reached out to hold the knife handle and quickly stabbed the doctor.


    Instantly, his wail sounded in the factory.


    The sharp tip of the knife stuck in his thigh.