2:10 p.m.

It's the hottest time of summer.

In a mountain village at the foot of the mountain, a young man in ragged clothes is walking slowly towards the mountain village.

The young man's face was clean, but the clothes on his body were a little tattered, and in addition to that, there were clumps of water stains, as if they had been left behind after cleaning the dirt.

And this young man is Yang Yun.

At this time, nearly half an hour had passed since he came down the mountain.

He was getting closer and closer to the mountain village not far away.

The purpose of his trip down the mountain was threefold, one was to find the demon beast, the second was to collect food for the next time he went up the mountain to prepare, and the third was to explore the surrounding situation.

The first point in particular is the most important, which will be directly related to his own life and death.

Time passed quietly.

Yang Yun had already seen several households on the left and right, as well as people busy in the farmland.

Some residents have motorcycles and vans parked in their courtyards, and even a car or two.

In this regard, Yang Yun frowned slightly.

This mountain village at the foot of the mountain is not as backward as it used to be.

Items with network information functions may have become widespread in every household.

If that's the case, then he's probably in a bad situation.

A homicide is sure to be reported one after another. Someone in this mountain village happened to see the report and recognized him at the same time.

It sounds like a small probability, but if it really happens, then what awaits Yang Yun is the pursuit.

With the ability he has now, he is not yet able to face the police head-on.

To do this, he needs to be cautious and improve his strength at the same time.

"Road?"

Not far in front of Yang Yun, a road paved with gray cement appeared.

Occasionally, a car passes by.

Yang Yun's footsteps paused, thought for a moment, and walked towards the dirt road next to him.

Now he can avoid people's avoidance, try to avoid it, so as not to have unnecessary accidents.

"Help!"

Just as he had walked for a few minutes, he came to a wood.

A woman's cry for help suddenly came into Yang Yun's ears.

He was slightly stunned.

"Help!!"

Two voices again, more anxious and scared than before.

Yang Yun looked sideways at the source of the cry for help, and he could clearly distinguish it with his physical talent.

He thought for a moment, slowed his pace and gradually leaned towards it.

Soon, the figures of a man and a woman appeared in Yang Yun's field of vision.

He paused, hid behind a stout tree, and watched covertly.

"Help!

Crying for help was a better-looking woman who was being crushed to the ground by a middle-aged man.

The latter was tugging at her pants with both hands.

"Hehe, no one is going to save you! Do you know why? Because I'm a man of destiny!"

A maniacal smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face, which was bloodshot with excitement.

Like a beast caught in the vortex of desire.

"Uncle Zhou, I beg you to let me go, okay! I beg you!" the woman was already crying. And there was a hint of supplication in his desperate eyes.

"Let you go?" the middle-aged man smiled hideously when he heard this, "I might have let you go before, but now my ability makes me not allowed to do this!"

”

Yang Yun, who was about to go up to rescue the woman, paused when she heard this.

Immediately, his dark eyes shrank slightly, as if he had seen some incredible picture.

I saw that the branches and leaves on the ground around the middle-aged man were floating one after another, no less than hundreds, as if by magic, and the tips of the leaves turned slightly, aiming at the woman on the ground almost at the same time.

"See, this is my ability! And I am the man of destiny!" the middle-aged man shouted emotionally, blood vessels bulging out of his neck.

When the woman on the ground saw this strange picture, she forgot to break free from the resistance for a while.

"Superpowers?"

Yang Yun was thoughtful, and his body hiding behind the tree was quietly retreating.

He stared at the figure of the middle-aged man, the corners of his mouth faintly raised.

When recalling the memories of the previous owner of this body, no anomalies were found, but now it seems that these humans with special abilities are indeed hidden in corners that ordinary people can't reach.

As one of the game planners, Yang Yun naturally knows how to obtain talent points, in addition to killing demon beasts, the remaining method is to kill humans.

This human being is not another human being, and in the game designed, it is a superpower and a martial artist, so here, there is a high probability that it is the same.

After all, killing the demon beast has been confirmed by the blue fish not long ago, even if it is wrong, Yang Yun must give it a try and fight.

Leaving the woods, Yang Yun hesitated for a moment and walked to the cement road.

Wanting to kill a person with special abilities with his bare hands is undoubtedly impossible with his current strength, so he needs some tools.

"Hurry up...... Hurry up and ......."

Yang Yun ran up the road, looking left and right at the same time, as if looking for something.

He didn't know how long it would take for the middle-aged man to finish his work, so he had to do everything as fast as he could, and prepare in advance.

One minute...... Two minutes...... Three-minute ......

Yang Yun is still running on the road.

And there is no one on the road except for some vehicles passing by from time to time.

"Found it!" Yang Yun's eyes lit up.

Not far in front of him, there was a street with a few people around.

The streets are lined with restaurants, barber shops, and shops.

Yang Yun's gaze fell on his shop.

He began to slow down, pretending to be relaxed, and gradually approached the small and even somewhat rudimentary shop.

On the way, Yang Yun's eyes were always paying attention to the people around him.

If someone recognizes him, then that person must show some change in expression.

As long as he sees it, then after he has dealt with the matter, he will go up the mountain again.

"Uncle, may I ask if you have kitchen knives or fruit knives for sale here?"

Yang Yun walked into the shop and smiled at the owner of the shop.

The owner of the shop, an old man with gray hair, looked up at Yang Yun, and said, "No, I only sell some children's snacks and toys and some cigarettes and alcohol." ”

"Then do you know that there are knives sold there?" A trace of disappointment flashed in Yang Yun's eyes, but the smile on his face did not diminish.

"The old Zhang family has opened a grocery store above, and their family should have what you want. The old man thought for a moment, and reached out to point in a direction to him.

"Then thank you, uncle. ”

Yang Yun thanked him and was about to leave.

The old man suddenly stopped him.

"Eh, lad!"

Yang Yun turned around and wondered, "What's wrong, uncle?"

The old man looked at him, his cloudy eyes could not see any emotion, and after a while, he spoke, "Don't do anything bad." ”

Yang Yun frowned slightly, then reacted, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, uncle, I won't do bad things." ”

"That's good. The old man nodded, and said nothing.

Yang Yun took one last look at the former and walked out of the shop.

His brow furrowed slightly, glanced in the direction the old man pointed, and then walked forward again.

In just a minute or two, Yang Yun came to the grocery store that the old man said.

On the way, no passers-by showed any expressions after seeing him, and many people didn't even look at him, they were busy with their own things.

It also made him relax a little.

It seems that this kind of mountain village has some restrictions on the spread of network communication.

And not as serious as he thought.

A moment later, Yang Yun walked out of the grocery store with a pitch-black cloth bag in his right hand.

He began to return the way he came, and when he was out of the street, he began to speed up again.

The pitch-black cloth bag in his right hand was removed and thrown away, revealing a sharp fruit knife.

The blade reflects the light in the light of the sun.

A wisp of coldness welled up in the depths of Yang Yun's gaze.

This time, he must kill him!