"System, I cǎo your ancestor."

muttered blankly, without any angry tone, just kept chattering.

This is a slightly familiar city, the sun is very dazzling during the day, standing on the street, Chen Chuan is suffering from the chaotic probing gaze around him.

It was winter when he came, but here it was more than 20 degrees, and the thick cotton jacket on his body was like a stove.

That's all there is to it, but he doesn't know where he is, and the mansion in the movie doesn't hint at all.

"Damn, wouldn't such a modern city be a trouble in the future."

Cursing in a low voice, he walked into a mall and changed his clothes, still very dissatisfied with the system.

Finding a target, it's a wasted thing. I don't know Huang Zhicheng's contact information, even if he knows, do you have to find a special door to tell him not to contact Chen Yongren recently?

If he does this, Huang Zhicheng will definitely investigate him as soon as possible.

Chen Yongren is even worse, the undercover agents are too sensitive, and the stimulation is great, and they don't know what they will do.

Walking on the street, watching the traffic and people coming and going, this sultry weather made him roll his eyes and was very unaccustomed.

The city is big and just as populous, and the streets are so narrow that it always feels very crowded.

"It stands to reason that I shouldn't be given no information at all, so do you have to let me continue to go back and read the movie?"

Shaking his head, he looked up and looked around, when suddenly his figure froze.

I remember that when I met Chen Yongren before, the other party was standing on the roof of a building. It is very familiar, according to Chen Yongren's feelings for Huang Zhicheng, it may be the place where Huang Zhicheng was thrown down.

As soon as I thought of this, my mind began to recall the scene when we met before.

At that time, because I was concerned about Chen Yongren, I didn't pay too much attention to the surrounding situation. But it was the first time he had met people in such a scene, and he was curious about whether the city presented by the system was real, so he also checked it out.

I still have some memories of the shape of some of the buildings, so I simply began to look around.

The system usually doesn't teleport him too far away, after all, it's like the one he cursed, the location is not clear, and the transaction can't be completed easily, so it must be related.

Chen Chuan kept wandering, looked up to observe, and soon, he noticed the location of a building.

Looking back, calculating the images in his memory, he suddenly locked on to one of the buildings.

Quickly stepped forward, turned a few corners, and was about to step forward, when he saw a few cars parked not far away. In these cars, there are still vague people sitting, looking around.

One of them is somewhat familiar, Chen Chuan raised his head and looked at it, combined with the plot, I'm afraid these should be police.

Then he retracted his gaze and quickened his pace.

"I didn't expect the system to be so fast, and the timing was so good, but fortunately I was fast enough, otherwise I would have missed it."

Muttering to himself, he had just walked to the main entrance of the building when he suddenly heard a series of brakes. When I turned around, I saw more than a dozen men in suits getting out of the car.

The few who took the lead, although they looked like **, their momentum was still quite strong.

Chen Chuan's mind moved, and his steps were a little faster, but he didn't see it.

Pushing open the staircase door, he walked towards it, but his heart was a little anxious.

The plot developed too fast, just when Chen Yongren and Huang Zhicheng were surrounded by black and white. He doesn't know whether to exaggerate the system to save time, or despise the other party's stinginess that even calculates the plot time, but doesn't even give the location.

As soon as he stepped on the stairs, his steps quickly accelerated, and he reached the turntable in three steps and two steps, and turned to continue.

Before he reached the second floor, he heard the sound of the staircase door being opened again, followed by three footsteps, and some unintelligible curses.

This should be the three gangsters who came to catch the thieves, but Chen Chuan didn't dare to underestimate it, these guys all had guns in their hands.

Thinking of the shootout that happened at the end, Chen Chuan was a little eager to try.

learned from Guo Zichen to shoot, and even trained in the end, although his marksmanship level did not improve, he still had a little experience. But in reality, there is no one, and I can't say that there may be a chance to try it here.

Thinking of this, my steps became brisker, and thanks to the light running shoes, plus the use of a bit of triad cloud skills, there was no sound.

Faintly, it was as if I heard the door open overhead, and then closed again. I don't know if it's a delusion, but thinking about it, the two people who fled for their lives have already begun to act.

"It's really not interesting to make a deal like this, and every time you come in, you get nervous and you have to act on it immediately. Originally, I wanted to go shopping, but I found a woman to practice the Thirty-six Ascending Style, but I lost a lot. ”

I was very unhappy with the behavior of the system, but when someone entered the world of Mr. Zombie, he was very dissatisfied with the rule that the transaction could not be completed and he had to wait until the end of the plot.

After all, someone starts to be arrogant, this is dissatisfied with that, and in fact, he has no ability and can't control the overall situation.

His figure abruptly stopped at a turntable, leaning back against the wall, breathing softly, silently waiting.

The footsteps in his ears became louder and louder, and Chen Chuan's face couldn't help showing a nervous look, but a dagger appeared suddenly.

"You can do it, it's just killing people, they're all underworld elements, you should kill them and clean up society."

muttered in a low voice, but couldn't even hear what he was saying. This was the first time he had premeditated his life to kill him, and he was inevitably a little nervous.

As for Applejack, who was strangled to death by him, it was an accident, the result of desperate efforts.

At this moment, the originally panicked expression instantly converged, and his face showed a grim expression. With a turn, the dagger crossed a brilliant arc.

A stream of blood shot out, and a figure was still running, and it was powerless to stop when it was transferred to Chen Chuan, with a surprised expression on his face.

The smell of blood instantly filled the surroundings, and as soon as Chen Chuan turned his feet, he dodged the blood that was spraying towards him.

The companion behind the deceased still didn't know what was going on, but when he saw that his companion didn't run, the current one showed an impatient expression, and just as he was about to speak, he saw a black shadow emerge from in front of his companion.

Shocked, he instinctively stretched out his hand to his waist, and suddenly saw a bloody light shooting towards him.

The man panicked, and suddenly found that the bloody target was not in his body, and his heart was immediately relieved. When his fingers touched the handle of the gun, the figure jumped in front of him, and before the man could react, he smashed it with a fist.

"Ahh

There was a scream behind him, and then it stopped abruptly, and before the man could check, he was hit by a fist in the chest, and a strong force came, and the man's body was about to fly up but smashed on a heavy object.

As soon as the figure stepped forward, his left hand grabbed him by the throat, and without much effort, he heard a click, and the man's eyes widened, but there was no more sound.

Letting go of his fingers, the corpse slowly fell, and on the stairs behind him, a corpse glared angrily. A dagger was plunged into his throat, and blood shot out, but there was no way to save it.

In less than five seconds, the three of them were completely dead, and even Chen Chuan himself was a little dumbfounded.

"Could it be that Lao Tzu was still born a murderer?"

Muttering to himself, still a little unconvinced, but his hands quickly grabbed the back of the two corpses, made two pistols and a few magazines, tightened the storage room, and ran wildly down the stairs.