The reason why people like to use the scales to describe a battle or a change in the world is mainly because in the ever-changing battlefield, accidents can occur every second.

And at this moment,

The scales of victory shifted to the other side almost instantaneously.

Before the mockery on his face could dissipate, the only remaining strong man found that his little brother had received all the boxed lunches in an instant, and his originally small eyes widened in an instant, and at the same time a terrible roar came out of his mouth:

"I'm going to kill you!"

As he spoke, the strong man raised the pistol in his hand violently, ready to avenge his brother.

"Heh..."

Ryan sneered, the slight drunkenness in his mind made him feel unreal at this time.

seem

The person who was just killed by himself was not a person, but an enemy creep in the game, and seeing that his experience bar had risen sharply, Ryan once again had a playing card in his hand.

"Bang!"

Just as Ryan was about to throw the playing cards in his hand, a gunshot brought his movements to a halt.

The clerk who had been hiding behind the counter had stood up at some point, holding a shotgun in his hand and fired at the strong man without hesitation.

"Poof."

A few holes appeared in the strong man's chest, and he didn't even see his murderer clearly, so he fell directly to the ground.

"You..."

Ryan subconsciously looked at his experience bar without moving, and suddenly had a sense of déjà vu that he had been robbed of someone's head.

It's just that the clerk on the other side is obviously more excited than him, and the shotgun in his hand seems to have turned into red-burned steel, and he threw it directly to the ground, and at the same time shouted in some panic:

"I'm self-defense, I'm just defending myself, you have to help me testify!"

Not everyone will be as calm as Ryan after killing someone,

Especially for an ordinary person, killing usually means breaking the law, and at the same time it means that prison life is beckoning to him.

"Let's go."

Skye also stood up at this point, and after seeing the blood on the ground, he paused for a moment, but still pulled Ryan's sleeve and said.

"Hmm."

Ryan gave the clerk a deep look, then nodded, with a card still between his two fingers hanging from his lap, ready to guard against the clerk's sudden attack.

He wasn't going to be bored to stay here and testify, after all, the clerk had only killed one, and he had just killed five in an instant.

That's it,

The action he just took can barely be regarded as justified defense, but the ghost knows if "he" has a criminal record left over there before, and there are already two organizations chasing and killing him, and Ryan doesn't want another policeman.

After a while,

Ryan and Skye were back on the street, and the clerk, hoping that they would stay and testify, did not stop them from leaving through the other door.

You must know that Ryan just showed a hand of cards and killing skills in front of him, and this skillful killing method made him, a rookie who killed for the first time, feel like he was watching a secret agent movie, so even if he had the intention to force them to stay and testify for himself, he didn't dare to really carry it out.

"Where are you going?"

On the deserted street, Ryan leaned against the wall, stretched out his hands and rubbed his somewhat tired face, every time he used the system, he felt like he was being drained.

When the tiredness rushed through his mind, Ryan realized that he hadn't settled for the rest of the night.

"Going home, I rented a small apartment around here."

Skye had eased from the tension he had at this point, but there was a hint of inexplicable emotion in his eyes when he looked at Ryan.

As a hacker, Skye usually deals more with people on the Internet, and this thrilling experience like a movie makes her even feel a little excited in her heart after the fear.

"I..."

Ryan opened his mouth as he thought quickly in his head about how it would be better to bring it up.

After all, it is the first time for the two of them to meet, even if it is the American imperialist who is open to the people, it is not easy to bring it up directly, but the dizzy brain seems to be down at this critical time.

"If you don't have anywhere to go, you can come back with me for a night." Skye whispered, "For now, if you're willing to take my word for it. ”

After seeing Ryan's new and neat murder methods, Skye obviously doesn't think of him as an ordinary man anymore.

"Then let's go."

Ryan's reaction was much more crisp than Skye had expected, and he straightened up and asked Skye with his eyes which direction to go.

................

"Tick... Tick... Tick..."

The alarm bell is flickering rhythmically,

About ten minutes after Ryan and Skye left, several police vehicles stopped in front of the convenience store in turn.

"Click."

The policeman's door was pushed open,

It's just that it wasn't a uniformed policeman who stepped down from above, but Hank in a suit.

"There was a shooting just over here?"

Hank walked into the convenience store, and the red-stained floor made him wrinkle subconsciously, and then asked the clerk with a dull face.

"I didn't do this, no, I mean, there's only one person here that I killed, but the killer of the others was another man!"

The clerk quickly stood up and explained.

"Another man?"

Hank's eyes lit up, and he felt as if he had grasped the key point, and continued to ask:

"Isn't it a height of about 1.84 meters, it looks...."

The corners of Hank's mouth twitched, but he still said with some reluctance: "A man who looks handsome." ”

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Seeing that the police did not interrogate him, but focused on another person, the clerk suddenly nodded hurriedly, and he seemed to see the hope of his acquittal.

It's just that Hank didn't pay any attention to the clerk and walked towards the scene of the crime, he was a high-ranking agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., not a small cop who came here to investigate a murder.

"Chief, except for one who died from a shotgun, the other five were choked with sharp instruments."

A man in a suit who had been in Ryan's room before leaned over and whispered into Hank's ear.

"Sharp utensils?"

Hank frowned, he had been with Ryan for about a month, but he had never seen Ryan kill anyone with a weapon other than a gun.

"Does he have any other means?"

Just as he continued to speculate, another subordinate came over with a few blood-stained playing cards, handed them to Hank, and said:

"Here are a few of the playing cards we found on the wall, and by the texture they should just be ordinary poker, but where we found it was..."

The man pointed to the wall of the shop, and Hank looked up, his pupils shrinking unnaturally from a few deep scratches.

"Do you have surveillance here?"

Hank turned back to the clerk and asked, feeling that the matter was a little off track.

"Nope."

The clerk shook his head, in fact, most convenience stores will place cameras in all corners of the store, but their boss obviously did not take the price of the camera into account in the store opening budget.

"Bastard!"

"Bang!"

Hank slammed his fist into the shelf, nearly causing the shelf to turn over.

"Let's go, check the surveillance nearby!"

Saying,

Hank was the first to leave the convenience store, which had been overrun by the smell of blood.