Liu Mang's eyes lit up. Money, women, which one of them wasn't what a man wanted? Liu Mang was no exception, and he was very interested in it.
With the desire in her heart, she was no longer so afraid when she faced Chen Ming's corpse again. She also became more agile.
Before dismembering the body, Liu Mang shamelessly rummaged through Chen Ming's pockets. Although Wu Qing had taken it once, the two of them had different goals. Liu Mang did not think that he would not get anything.
Soon, a stack of banknotes, a watch, and a platinum chain appeared in Liu Mang's hands. These things might be unimportant to Wu Qing, but Liu Mang had lived a poor life for a period of time. The owner of these things had died, so they naturally became ownerless. He could only take advantage of them.
Liu Mang didn't count how many there were. He stuffed them all into his bag and began to work hard.
Wu Ming was indeed a martial artist. His muscles and bones had already reached a certain level of cultivation. They were hard to the touch, but Liu Mang's knife only cut a little of the skin. Apart from being shocked, he couldn't help but sigh at his luck. If the other party had not underestimated his strength and allowed him to seize the opportunity, it would have been hard to say who would have won. Perhaps he would be the one lying on the ground now.
These people who lived in the knife's mouth really lived an unusual life. They looked glamorous and unrestrained, but there was no guarantee of their lives. They often had to fight with their lives. From the bottom of his heart, this was not the life Liu Mang wanted.
Liu Mang was a very greedy person. He wanted to live a good life with good cars, good wine, and beautiful women, but he did not want to be the center of attention, nor did he want to be a hero. To him, only the things in his hands were real, just like the wealth he had just plundered from the dead.
Liu Mang was facing a difficult problem. He couldn't even chop up a corpse. Chen Ming's body was too hard. He had to spend a lot of effort to cut it open successfully. This was really a stupid method. It took both time and effort.
"Cut off its limbs and head first, then cut open its internal organs. Hurry up! We have to go!" Wu Qing resisted the urge to faint. The blood loss in his body had already reached a very heavy level. He felt that he could faint at any time. However, he was really worried about leaving the matter to Liu Mang to handle. This was murder. If he did not handle it well, he would have to run away again in a few days.
Liu Mang's eyes lit up instantly. This way, cutting could save a lot of effort.
With an idea in mind, the knife in his hand became much more agile. Liu Mang cut off one of Chen Ming's arms first. With this success, Liu Mang's hand became more agile. He suddenly remembered the anatomy book at home.
Liu Mang's family could be said to be a medical family. There were three doctors and a nurse in two generations. Liu Mang's father used to be a doctor.
As a doctor, medical books were indispensable, especially the most basic human anatomy books. Liu Mang remembered that there was an anatomical map on the bookshelf. When he was curious about women, he had flipped through it many times. He had a good understanding of the female body structure.
Liu Mang was a person who loved to study and read books. However, the study here did not refer to the study in school, so he naturally did not read textbooks. He had a wide range of hobbies. As long as he was interested, he would study a thing or two. Although his house was small and run-down, there were many books in it. When Liu Mang had nothing to do, he would hang around there. He could spend the entire afternoon with a book.
Among these books, there were at most medical books. The thick medical classics would give others a headache when they read them, but Liu Mang still finished them bit by bit. Don't misunderstand. It wasn't that he was eager to learn, and no one forced him to. At home, no one would force him to do anything.
In Liu Mang's words, this was purely out of interest, and there was no pressure. He wanted to know why people were sick. What kind of illness should he treat?
As a member of a medical family, Liu Mang was very concerned about his health. Being healthy was a blessing. His father had told him this countless times. He had also witnessed many people who were poor because of illness or illness. It was really a painful thing. It was simply suffering and spending money.
Liu Mang was also very satisfied with his knowledge. Ever since he read these books, Liu Mang would inadvertently pay attention to his daily life and gradually develop some good habits. Over the years, he did not get any illness. At most, he would catch a cold once a year and occasionally have diarrhea. He had never been to a hospital as a patient. He never took medicine, and at most, he only took two slices of watermelon frost to moisten his throat.
Some people said that interest was the best teacher.
This was true. Liu Mang had learned so many things because of his wide range of interests.
At this moment, Liu Mang was interested in the corpse in front of him.
When he was reading the anatomy book, Liu Mang still didn't quite understand many parts. Even though there was a very detailed anatomical map, Liu Mang still felt that he didn't quite understand it.
Without a physical comparison, he felt that something was lacking. At this moment, he wanted to verify it personally.
Dissection pictures appeared in his mind one after another. Liu Mang's long blade fell down accurately, cutting pieces of bones and tendons...
It was separated from his flesh.
At this moment, Liu Mang was fully focused on the knife in his hand. He only had eyes for the corpse.
Liu Mang himself did not notice how scary he was at the moment. The long knife in his hand was like a fruit knife. It was extremely agile. Sometimes it stabbed, sometimes it cut. His movements were slow and orderly. The originally bloody scene now looked beautiful.
Wu Qing had completely forgotten about the pain in his body. His eyes were fixed on Liu Mang, and no one knew what he was thinking.
It was late at night. The cool wind blew on his body, making him feel particularly comfortable. It carried away the thick smell of blood in the air.
In this environment, Liu Mang was actually sweating. Bean-sized beads of sweat rolled down his face one after another and dripped onto the corpse. Soon, they mixed with the blood.
"Phew!"
After an unknown period of time, Liu Mang finally let out a long sigh and put down the knife in his hand. He was completely drenched, as if he had just been fished out of the water.
Beside Liu Mang, bones, muscles, and internal organs were arranged in an orderly manner. Chen Ming's body was completely dissected by Liu Mang.
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