Amor works in the most promising "company" with profits, has a stable and high-paying job, has a little brother who respects and trusts him, and even has a gentle and virtuous wife at home, and has cute and sensible children.

From the point of view of an ordinary person, Amor really has everything.

But...

All along, he always felt that he was missing something.

What is it...

Amor forgot before, but today when I saw Li Qing, the "stand-in messenger", I remembered-

Dream.

He wants to be a gang-star.

However, this dream was shattered when Amor officially joined the Passion organization:

Those who are qualified to become core members of the organization and challenge the throne of cadres are only those stand-in messengers with superpowers.

And Amor is just an ordinary person.

However, as an ordinary person, Amor at that time actually had two choices:

One, go to Naples to find Polpo, the cadre of the organization, and take the introductory test that the fatality rate is said to be 99%. As long as he succeeds in the challenge, he can become a core member of the Passion organization.

Second, he directly gave full play to the expertise he had developed in other gangs, and served as a peripheral scavenger with a low status but a high income and a not very busy job.

Fearing death, Amor gave up his dream and chose the second option.

As a result, he has been honestly receiving his salary, taking his apprentices, and helping the organization dispose of corpses day after day.

Until just:

The bald "double messenger" saw through his last ploy and slammed a "positioning light" firmly into his arm.

And after the bombardment of the white light, there was immediately a positioning mark on his right forearm that glowed with white light.

Previous observations of the battle made him understand:

It is absolutely impossible for the person who was marked with this white light to avoid the fatal attack of Li Qing's "Echo Attack" high-speed advance.

If nothing else, today is his death.

"..."

Amor stared at the white light mark on his right arm, gritted his teeth and roared:

"I became a gangster to become a rogue superstar, not to come and carry corpses!"

"Half of my life has been doing nothing, and in the end..."

"Do you want me to die as a minion?!"

At this moment, a raging fire ignited in his eyes.

Then, Amor jerked out his left hand, which had not been marked by the light, and quickly drew a razor-sharp dagger from his waist.

"What do you want to do?"

For the first time, Li Qingfeng's indifferent expression showed waves.

"Hahaha..."

Amor is laughing maniacally:

"Bald, I thought you were just a fool with no stand-in abilities and no tactical mind."

"I didn't expect you to behave so unexpectedly."

"Good, good..."

"This is the battle I yearn for, this is the life I yearn for!"

"So..."

Amor clenched his dagger tightly and shouted hoarsely:

"Let me tell you, bald!"

"If you want to achieve the glory of victory, you must not only have brains, but also consciousness—"

"Dare to give up all consciousness!"

As soon as the words fell.

A screech of sharps tearing through the air rang out from his hands, and a metal hum of blades trembling slightly in the vortex of air.

And Li Qing didn't expect Amor's Jedi counterattack at all.

He had already subconsciously launched the second stage of the "Echo Strike" when the "Sky Sonic Wave" hit Amor, and at this moment he rushed towards the positioning mark in a posture that he couldn't even restrain himself.

Then, Li Qing finally understood what Amor had done:

He cut off his own hands.

He exerted his greatest strength, and with the fastest speed, he cut off his right hand forearm, which was glowing with white light positioning markers, with a single sword.

Amor's blade was so fast that the forearm of his right hand detached from his body in an instant.

And then ....

In the splash of blood, the power of Li Qing's "Echo Strike" breakthrough all hit the broken arm that had not had time to fall to the ground.

Because the power of the "Echo Strike" charge was so strong, he even slammed into the wall of the alley next to him with the severed arm that was blasted into soft mud by his blow.

In the end, Li Qing hurriedly turned around, but met the faint muzzle of the gun in Amor's hand that was firmly pointed at his eyebrows.

The muzzle of the gun had locked onto his head, and in this case, his ability to dodge bullets by anticipating the direction of the muzzle was completely useless.

"Hahahaha!"

Amor endured the pain of his broken arm, and tried to stabilize the pistol he was holding:

"Sure enough..."

"I guessed right!"

"Your dash ability isn't locked onto people, it's the marker pattern!"

"Just cut off the marked part and you'll be stupidly headfirst into that severed arm!"

"Now, your 'stand-in ability' has entered the 'rest time'."

"The two of us are now five or six meters apart, and I can definitely run out of my magazine before you rush over!"

"You have limited speed, and even if you have a keen sense, how many bullets can you dodge?"

"And you..."

Amor glanced at the blood bar above Li Qing's head that only had 48% left:

"You don't have half of your health, how many shots can you block?"

Li Qing was silent, as if he had fallen into despair.

Seeing this, Amor's usually calm eyes finally swelled up with irrepressible excitement and fanaticism:

"Boss, boss... Did you see that?! ”

"I, Amor, defeated the stand-in messenger with my mortal body!"

"I... I have the ability to get into the heart of the organization and become a cadre of Passion! ”

Amor uses the world rules of "stop when explaining" to express his ambitions, however....

What responded to him was Li Qing's incomparably calm voice:

"Amor, your move is indeed unexpected."

"But..."

"But what?!"

Amor had a bad premonition.

This instinctive fear reminded him of his original self, the middle-aged gangster who was inactive and greedy for life and afraid of death.

The sensation made him sick.

Therefore, Amor roared with some unacceptability:

"My gun won't be off!"

"Even if I break a hand, even if I suffer a lot of pain, my gun will not deviate!"

"Huh."

Li Qing smiled noncommittally, and just continued:

"But..."

"Everything you just said has to be based on the condition that 'my skills are cooling down and I don't have any other means of long-range attacks'."

"What?!"

Amor's heart rippled again:

"Could it be that you have any other 'stand-in abilities'?"

"No, I didn't."

Li Qing shook his head very sincerely:

After killing the four men in black just now, the experience bar on his system interface has indeed increased a lot.

However, the experience contributed by the four men in black only made his experience bar close to full, and it was not enough for him to move up to level 2 and gain new skill points.

"But..."

Li Qing smiled slightly, and turned out a gun in his hand as if by magic:

"Amor."

He half-baked his gun at Amor's distorted face and smiled:

"Before I went downstairs, I got some toys from your little brother."