【Ghost Rider】

Summons (Li Yan)

Mastery: Marksmanship 83%

Passive: Curse (Kinetic damage is not effective)

Growth Limit: Jiuyao

Li Yan walked past the motionless riding ghost, and the riding ghost's armor began to rush to the star pocket on his head, turning into a viscous black mudflow, and a puff of smoke drilled into the square hole of the six-striped money.

Several bullets were squeezed out of Li Yan's chest, and the flesh and blood on the surface of the black-red wound were squeezed together, no longer bleeding.

There was still a burning sensation in the organs, soaked in boiling oil, but on the surface it seemed to be fine.

[Dugong Nectar Talisman] plus Tiger Head Gun Special Effect [Blood Sucking].

Li Yan began to walk slowly, and slowly began to accelerate, passing through the streets and alleys, and the direction was very clear.

When several people broke out in the conflict on Changchun Street, the skeleton man picked a narrow alley, and it took dozens of minutes to go around a few circles, but he found that he couldn't get rid of Li Yan!

He raised the RPK light machine gun in his hand, and Li Yan hid behind the alley, only to find that the man did not shoot, but quickly disappeared from his field of vision.

"Heh......"

……

Not far from the probation alley, Xuanwumen East Street, the former site of the Catholic Yan Metropolitan Episcopal Palace. When the night is so dark that it can't be more than that.

There are many restaurants and clothing stores on the street, and the most eye-catching thing is a store with a "Rolling Stone Culture" sign.

The lacquered wood door at the entrance of the store is hung with a series of colored lanterns, with a transcript written on the left and an image system written on the right, all of which are red-striped characters.

Cherry tomatoes-shaped lanterns are lit up in red, green, or yellow.

The color TV on the glass skylight looped the "old song" of the time, which was Li Zongsheng's "The Man Who Raced with Himself".

An unknown middle-aged man with a terrible hairstyle, a naturally sad face, and thick eyebrows drooping was playing with Ji singing.

"We are all people who are racing against ourselves, working hard for a better tomorrow, and there is no end in sight......"

The tattooed man ran forward, looking back in a panic from time to time, looking frightened.

The sound of hurried footsteps came from far and near, and the tattooed man stood under the sign of "Rolling Stone Culture", holding his knees with his hands and panting loudly.

"Ha~ Damn! Damn it! ”

His eyes were red, and he vented his fear and anger with angry shouting.

The colorful lights flickered as if they were short-circuited, and at last only the red bulbs were still on, reflecting the red of the street

The skeleton tattooed man raised his face, pointed his gun at the Sudu bird that was looking down at him in the air, and threw out a shuttle of bullets, causing the Sudu bird flock to disperse quickly.

Dada!

The sound of bullets was particularly harsh on the long and silent street~

The middle-aged man on the TV is singing in his mouth, but there is a hint of mockery on the corner of his mouth, he is playing with the guitar weakly, but his eyes are fixed on the tattooed man!

The tattooed man apparently didn't notice the weirdness of the shop, and the man in the back seemed to him much more terrifying.

Another footstep sounded, and Li Yan rushed over as if he was running at night, with a carrot in his mouth

Click~

Li Yan bit off the carrot in his mouth, planted the black flag on the ground, and squinted at the tattooed man.

"Not running?"

The skeleton tattooed man stared at Li Yan's blood-stained chest and took a few deep breaths to calm himself down.

He shrugged his shoulders.

"I can't run away, so I won't waste that effort."

"The woman is your leader?"

"Almost, she's a man."

"I said it's not like that, after all, it's the inheritance of the auxiliary class. Eh, you mean, you still have accomplices. ”

"yes, right behind you."

Li Yan looked back according to his words, and the skeleton tattooed man was stunned for a moment, and a burst of ecstasy welled up in his heart and just wanted to move, Li Yan had already turned around.

"Nope."

“……”

The middle-aged voice in the TV set was melodious: "People sometimes need, a little blow, the most common is your girlfriend, leaving you~"

"Smack~"

The tattooed man grimaced and threw the firearm in his hand to the ground.

Seeing this, Li Yan sneered: "I've had enough mercy today, you still have to die with dignity when you pick it up." ”

The tattooed man pursed his lips, pulled out two serrated daggers from behind his waist, and said in his mouth: "[Fierce] comes with 30% bullet damage immunity, 25% accelerated healing (glimpse observation), plus healing consumables, a few fewer shots won't kill you." I was occupied with both hands with my gun, and your big gun swept over me and I couldn't stop a single shot, and the final result was that you injured me and died. “

"Then why do you think you can play with me?"

Li Yan smiled.

"You don't have a heritage state!"

The tattooed man shouted angrily and rushed forward:

"Even if you have 70%, or even 80% melee specialization, and you don't have the blessing of the inheritance status, we are still open!"

Li Yan raised his hand and threw out a red object, which frightened him and hurriedly rolled to the side.

The leftover radish tassels smashed on the glass in front of the TV, and the middle-aged man on the screen was singing "Dear Landy, my brother ......" at the top of his voice.

Li Yan raised his hand and motioned for him to come over.

"I hate Zhang Peiren (landy in the song), change it."

The middle-aged man blinked helplessly, his hand involuntarily plucked the guitar, and the tune suddenly became cheerful.

“…… Chun'er is my daughter, a gift from God, I want her to be happy and healthy, and there are no complicated things in her life. ”

That's a lot better......

Li Yan nodded lightly, and the two cold lights in front of him rushed straight to the door in front of him.

At a glance, this person's dagger specialization is only 69%, the same as Zhang Mingyuan who met for the first time......

He, on the other hand, seems to be confident in his melee specialization.

Li Yan shook his wrist and drew the Ring Dragon Sword. Heng lattice holds the dagger and jerks his knees up

"Thank you for letting me know, I'm really strong."

……

The tattooed man added two wounds to Li Yan's face and arm, at the cost of his own neck being stabbed through the whole by Huanlong.

"It's a pity that you didn't get its inheritance."

20% odds, good, true.

The singing continues.

"I am the son of a gas shop owner, and before I prove that I have the ability to make money independently, I will be at home, helping, and delivering gas."

Li Yan walked into the video store with the Rolling Stone culture written on it, the two wounds on his body had been scabbed, and his broad fingers pressed the gramophone that rustled and turned.

Singing along with the man on the TV, his voice hoarse: "I have to tie a telephone sign to the telephone pole in the new neighborhood every light afternoon, and I have to carry the gas through the stinking night market......"

Speaking of which, Li Yan's singing is a little more enjoyable than the person on TV.

The guitar stopped, and the man stopped singing, but looked at Li Yan quietly: "You are very eye-catching, I have never seen you." “

He glanced at the corpse on the ground.

"And this man.

Li Yan's whole body was buried in the chair.

"Hasn't anyone been in before?"

"Occasionally."

The man in the TV was smiling, how weird it looked.

"What happened to those people?"

The man shrugged his shoulders.

"I only remember that there was a narrow B who came before, and he didn't go out for seven years."

"Oh? Where are the others? ”

"Him?"

The man laughed heartily.

"What about ...... with another narrow b"