Chapter Twenty-Three: Enter "Slaying the Wolf"
The streets were full of people, mixed with Cantonese and English, and Chen Chuan had a hard time listening.
He doesn't know much about both languages, the former can occasionally hear one or two words when watching movies and television dramas, and although the latter has learned, learning and speaking are completely different things. What's more, when he first learned, he didn't gain much, and his grades were always in the middle and bottom.
It's a very lively street, full of pedestrians and shops, so you know how vibrant the city really is.
However, perhaps no one would have thought that soon after, a financial storm raged here, and if it were not for the tightening of the belt in the mainland, it not only blocked the financial turmoil, but also took a hard bite, and a large amount of money remained in the city.
The last governor of Hong Kong deliberately approved the large-scale construction, leaving a large amount of infrastructure mess, all of which were handed over to the mainland.
This large amount of infrastructure has also brought great vitality to the city, but in exchange for the arrogance and self-righteousness of these people.
Walking on the street in a novelty, Chen Chuan's mood was very relaxed.
Compared with Mr. Zombie's world, this world, which is no different from the real world, is more familiar and intimate.
Although the super trading system gave him the opportunity to travel through different worlds and experience different lives, he was just an ordinary person in the end, and he had a better impression of familiar things.
"It's strange, is it true that little girls in this place generally like older ones?"
Chen Chuan discovered a strange thing, there were many pedestrians on the street, and there were many couples. But in the same way, there are also some little girls who affectionately hold some middle-aged uncles, which is strange.
Suddenly, when a pair of such a man and woman passed by, the girl called Lao Dou, which shocked him.
"Dude, what day is it?"
Reaching out and grabbing a young man's arm, he asked anxiously.
The young man was a little unhappy, frowned and looked at Chen Chuan, looked at it, and said in awkward Chinese: "What other days, Father's Day." โ
After saying that, turn around and leave.
"Damn, it's over."
God knows what the system thinks, and it actually teleports him directly to Father's Day. Although I don't know what year it is, I think it should be the year the plot took place.
At the moment, there is no longer the mind to wander around and observe, and quickly shuttle through the crowd.
I finally ran out of two streets before I saw a taxi on a slightly cleaner road.
Stretching out his hand to stop a taxi, Chen Chuan stepped forward and asked the driver in his thirties, "Master, the queen is like a square!" โ
"It's up ahead."
"What do you mean?"
The driver sighed impatiently; "The square is just one street ahead, less than thirty meters from here, are you sure you want me to drive?"
Some awkward Chinese is spoken very awkwardly, which makes Chen Chuanda ashamed.
"You mean to say that the place I ran over just now is actually the square?"
The driver rolled his eyes when he said this, he didn't know where Chen Chuan came from, but looking at his serious and helpless appearance, it should be right. Rao was a little impatient, but it still made him feel funny.
"Thank you, master."
After speaking, he hurriedly got out of the car, and at this moment, a middle-aged woman came over, saw him get out of the car, and left without saying a word.
Chen Chuan shook his head helplessly, he was unfamiliar with the place, and the map was not easy to grasp.
"Fortunately, this driver's character is okay. If you want to change to someone else, listen to my accent, you can't say that you can't make a detour, and you can't tell the difference anyway. โ
Muttering to himself, he scurried back to where he had been.
I was still glad in my heart, I didn't have time to think about it when I got in the car just now, and now I found that I didn't have a single Hong Kong dollar in my pocket. There are not many soft sister coins, and it can't be said that they are printed after ninety-seven, and different worlds don't know if they are available.
"It's okay in the future, you must definitely have more gold, jewelry, etc., these are hard currency. I'm still too anxious, and I can't wait to come in without a few days off, causing so many problems now. โ
Not long after, I returned to the previous place, and not far away was a square, although it was not big, but it was very clean.
There were still some people there, and Chen Chuan simply surrounded the square, looking for the address of the accident in the plot. I was worried in my heart, and I was muttering in my mouth, hoping that God would bless me that it hadn't happened yet. Otherwise, his mission would have been a complete failure.
How could he have thought that the system would actually send him directly to the side of the Statue Square, if he could get a little familiar, he would not waste so much time in the middle.
As I walked, there were fewer pedestrians around. Although it is the same square, the lively Cheng dรน is completely different.
Suddenly, Chen Chuan, who was walking, widened his eyes.
"it!"
With a roar, he spread his legs and rushed towards the side of the square. A steel pipe appeared in his hand for no reason, and every qiฤ was so natural.
Lu Guanhua endured the force of being stabbed in the stomach one after another, only to feel that the strength in his body was quickly withdrawn. There was a struggle, but the killer's arm wrapped around him, and he lost all possibility of resistance.
The left hand was raised vigorously and attacked the killer's face, but when it reached the opponent's face, it didn't use any strength, it was as meaningless as itching.
Blood soaked his upper body, flowing down his feet and soaking the ground, Lu Guanhua was completely desperate.
Seeing the sharp dagger raised against his neck, he felt the coldness in it, and his heart was as cold as a dagger.
Burst!
The blade slashed, slicing the major artery in the neck, and blood spurted wildly.
His body was weak and collapsed, his hands clutching his neck desperately, but the blood was lost too much and could not be stopped.
Watching the killer go away and walk towards Guo Zichen, his eyes were full of despair.
His pupils constricted, his mouth wide open, trying to warn his companion, but he couldn't make a sound.
In despair, he couldn't help but close his eyes. Suddenly, Yu Guang saw a figure not far away rushing towards Guo Zichen. In an instant, some thoughts flashed, and the brain, which had never been as clear as it is today, seemed to see through a qiฤ, and the color of despair changed expectations.
Guo Zichen looked at the departing baby daughter with a smile, and was about to bow his head to open the gift box in his hand when he suddenly heard an angry roar. When he looked up, he saw a young man running towards him not far away with an angry face, holding a steel pipe in his hand.
Such a posture made Guo Zichen instantly vigilant, and he didn't have time to check the gift box, his body arched slightly, and his right hand touched the pistol at his waist.
"Be careful!"
Just as he was about to shoot the gun, Guo Zichen heard the young man's exclamation, and then the young man actually threw the steel pipe in his hand towards him.
His heart was shocked and angry, surprised why the young man was calling, and he was so nervous, and the anger was naturally the attack of the other party.
Seeing the steel pipe smashing towards his head, he was about to dodge, and suddenly he felt as if there was a strong wind whistling on the back of his right hand.
As he moved, he turned his head and saw a young man with blood on his body quickly approaching him, and a dagger with blood in his right hand attacked his chest.
In an instant, the blade slashed across the clothes, leaving a shallow scar.
The young man didn't expect things to take such a turn for the worse, but he didn't show the slightest nervousness when he was angry. The head easily dodged the steel pipe, and as soon as he shook his right hand, Guo Zichen felt a pain in his chest.