Special Forces Medic

Chapter 1039 - 1001: Sin City’s Submission (3)

Hearing the screech, the raven’s head tilted, its massive body swinging to the right and landing on the ground, while the Black Doctor had already tightened his grip on his weapon, ready to attack the raven.

The cramped, tense legs suddenly exert force, the tightly held sharp spike erupted with a piercing wind-breaking sound, swift like thunder. Whoosh~~~ unexpectedly, the sharp spike fiercely and violently slashed at Troy’s right arm, which was wielding the saber, deeply embedded in the flesh, hacking at the white bone within.

Ah~~~~ The angry roar echoed through the night sky like rolling thunder falling to the edges. The extreme pain made Troy’s arms tremble violently, nearly causing him to drop the curved saber.

Yet Xiao Lin seemed unwilling to stop there. He suddenly increased the pressure with both hands, and his throat’s Adam’s apple cracked sharply under the fierce squeeze of the two thumbs. With this crack, Troy’s roar turned bizarre, his adam’s apple shattered, blood vessels blocked, his entire face reddened like a lantern.

His eyes widened suddenly, and the intense pain finally sent him, a life-and-death assassin, into a complete rage. His body shuddered, and he forcibly leaned forward against Xiao Lin’s clutching claws, crashing his head towards the wolf’s fang.

With narrowed eyes, Xiao Lin increased his grip again, tilting his head back forcefully to avoid Troy’s headbutt. Yet Troy, in his reckless fury, couldn’t care less, intending to raise his curved saber to intercept the raven’s left hand, emulating Xiao Lin by loosening his grip, reaching forward to grab Xiao Lin’s collar.

With his collar seized, Xiao Lin trembled at Troy’s audacity to counterattack in such dire circumstances, amazed by his extraordinary persistence, endurance, and reflexes, which excitedly curled his lips as his body was involuntarily pulled forward.

Bang! The sound of their heads colliding rang out in an eerie, scalp-tingling tone, leaving those closest in astonishment; if it were them, no matter whose head collided like that, it would be strange not to fracture on the spot, their brain matter would surely spill across the ground.

Troy didn’t intend to halt there either; once he achieved his strike, he bit through the bewildering headache, seizing the momentary dizziness of Xiao Lin, he bit savagely onto his shoulder like a beast.

Immediately... rip... In a sound akin to paper tearing, large chunks of flesh were brutally torn away.

Underestimating, Xiao Lin hadn’t expected this side of him, comparable to his dog, glancing at the wound on his shoulder, he snorted indifferently; it won’t take long to heal, he thought.

Though Troy managed to leave Xiao Lin slightly dazed and succeeded in tearing off a large chunk of flesh, his left forearm, as a trade, was forcibly pierced through by Xiao Lin’s retaliation.

Since then, with Xiao Lin’s sudden bloodthirsty savagery, unbeknownst to them, this originally splendid, fierce saber duel has shifted under Troy’s lead into beast-like ripping combat.

The brief yet intense dizziness spurred by the pain in his shoulder completely disappeared, the enraged Xiao Lin violently exerting force with both hands, prying Troy’s head away from trying to bite his throat again.

His hands moved upwards, seizing his ears suddenly. Then... rip... A double tearing sound followed with blood splattering, blood fog dancing, shockingly, two bloodied ears were halfway torn off by Xiao Lin. Before Troy could scream, Xiao Lin swung his fist again, pounding his head fiercely.

Is this still human fighting? Even among the notorious villains present, famed for their brutality, some couldn’t help but turn away, unable to bear witnessing this scene; this isn’t a contest but one-sided slaughter, their City Lord is as fragile as an egg against a rock.

Boom... The pounding fist instantly sent Troy spinning, flying backward, crashing onto the ground, skidding five steps away before reflexively struggling a few times, ultimately slumping against a stone, his head tilting... fainted!

First, the throat crumbled, then the right arm and left wrist pierced, finally battered by Xiao Lin, Troy bloodied from head to toe, reached his end.

Gazing at Troy with his throat nearly obliterated, barely breathing, Xiao Lin stared at him with narrowed eyes, accompanied by a dull growl. He suddenly charged forward, grabbing Troy’s curved saber, leaping into the air, his form swiftly spinning mid-air, the saber whirling aggressively towards the convulsing Troy on the ground.

The Black Doctor, eyes bursting, took a step forward, his entire body soaring like stepping on invisible stairs, three or four steps through the air, his slender form arriving faster than the flying saber in front of Troy, his right hand stretching smoothly, carving a semi-arc before his chest, a wave of heat instantly surging towards the saber.

Crack! The still-flying saber collided with an invisible wall, the blade bending nearly into a circle, abruptly snapping apart with a boom, breaking into pieces and falling midway.

Xiao Lin raised one eyebrow; the most powerful person in Sin City was actually here. His gaze shifted from Troy to the Black Doctor. Who exactly was the real City Lord? This doubt flashed through his mind, but it was quickly cut off by the Black Doctor.

A gust of wind swiftly rushed in front of him, and Xiao Lin couldn’t dodge in time. The Black Doctor’s fist had already reached his abdomen. "Why didn’t you dodge, you could have avoided it." Struck, Xiao Lin was lifted off the ground, but unlike Troy, who ended up miserably, Xiao Lin spread his arms like a bird in mid-air, spinning and landing on the ground.

"There’s plenty of time to fight, but shouldn’t you deal with him first?" Xiao Lin pointed at Troy behind the Black Doctor. "Compared to me, that guy is more important right now. As for me, I won’t run away, I’m ready for your teachings anytime."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Black Doctor had already rushed Troy back into the tent, and Xiao Lin immediately followed inside. "I think you might need my help."

"No need, I can handle it myself." The Black Doctor didn’t even glance at Xiao Lin, already busy on the operating table. Although Troy’s injuries appeared severe, Xiao Lin’s touches were precisely where needed, avoiding fatal damage but ensuring Troy wouldn’t have it easy.

"Really don’t need it? I think you’re mistaken. Don’t be so absolute with your words. Judging by Troy’s current condition, he needs quite a bit of blood; you won’t find anyone more suitable than me."

"Oh, is that so?" The Black Doctor gave a slight reaction by looking at Xiao Lin. "I know your blood is precious; using it on a beast is bizarre. But this world is full of oddities, and you’re not the strangest one."

With that said, Xiao Lin didn’t bother to argue further, focusing intently on those nimble hands dancing around. Witnessing Troy’s astonishing healing ability, he couldn’t help but let out a shallow cry. "He’s..."

"Seems you know a bit about this; it’s a type of evil arts, an ancient Heart Method that’s been lost for a long time. I don’t know where this guy got it from, but despite getting cut daily, he achieves astounding healing, just..."

"The side effects are severe; Troy is shrinking!"

"Hmm, that’s right. Normally, it wouldn’t happen this quickly, but recently he’s been using it more frequently. Though it purifies his power to a level in a short time, he loses just as much, his intelligence deteriorates."

"So you don’t oppose him handing Sin City to me, but why don’t you take it yourself?"

"Haha, you seem quite smart, but this time you’re indeed wrong." In Xiao Lin’s eyes, the Black Doctor wasn’t a conventional doctor; many of his techniques were non-standard, even crude. But philosophically, this treatment wasn’t wrong; at least he was saving lives.

"Troy is indeed the City Lord here, but over the years, he seldom manages things. His brain can’t handle more information or make decisions, and this situation arises intermittently. Now, amidst internal and external conflicts, you just happen to appear."

Evading the matter at hand, the Black Doctor suddenly grabbed Xiao Lin’s arm. "Since you’re so generous, your blood is indeed precious, better not to waste it." With a swift stroke of the scalpel on Xiao Lin’s wrist, blood dripped into a container. "Lending you 300 milliliters, I’ll charge you less for an Electric Welding Gun."

"Ah, just one Electric Welding Gun, are you sure you’re not joking? My blood is worth so little!"

"Heh... that’s already a high price. Besides, who knows if this blood will even be useful. If not, it’s a loss." The Black Doctor checked the scale and removed the container at 300 milliliters. "By the way, I’ve heard you’re handy with a scalpel too; you should be able to bandage yourself, right? Go find something in that medicine cabinet to bandage it."

Xiao Lin glanced at the only thing that could be considered new—the sterile cabinet—then licked his wound with his tongue. Lifting the tent flap, the raven waddled in, guarded by Consort Ling at the entrance to keep any lurking individuals at bay.

"It’s not good to raise it here; it doesn’t belong here. Eventually, it will return to the forest. When that day comes, your blood will be poison, and then it will surely die!"

"I’ve never viewed it as a beast; it’s part of me, inseparable." Xiao Lin extended his arm, letting the raven lick the blood from his arm, while his other hand gently scratched its head, soaking in its scent. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation.)