At night, the rain was pouring non-stop, and in the depths of the alley, several teenagers looked at the innermost person who fell to the ground and made a rampant sound.

"Stinky Sanba, you have the ability to get up, take a toy qiang and want to threaten us, neurotic, hahahahaha!"

The leading young man reached out and wiped the water stains on his face and laughed even more wildly, suddenly thinking of something, he reached out and took something out of his waist and threw it on the ground.

"Look at it, this is the real qiang, what kind of nonsense are you, ah?!"

Hearing the words of the leading young man, the other young man next to him ran up directly as if flattering, and kicked the woman who fell to the ground fiercely.

The demonic red color spreads along the rain and weaves into the inky stone pavement, creating a stark contrast.

Seeing this scene, the leading young man laughed even more arrogantly, and did not organize the second attack of the people around him.

[Pain.] 】

[It hurts.] 】

[Looking for death. 】

This was Junjue's first reaction when he came to this plane, and as soon as the mechanical sound in his brain ended, the pain and discomfort all over his body instantly swept through his body like a tsunami.

Hearing the incessant noise in her ears, Junjue opened her crow eyelashes trembling slightly like a phoenix butterfly, and her ink pupils flashed instantly, and then they were all covered under the scattered green silk.

"Qin Shao, that stinky Sanba seems to be dead!"

The young man who was close to Junjue kicked a few more times, and was slightly panicked after seeing that the only slight ups and downs left by the fallen man had completely disappeared.

After all, although he is also a rich second generation, this kind of murder is the first time he has seen it in person, and he naturally began to panic.

"Phew, bad luck, let's go!"

The leading young man spat directly at the ground, and after saying this, he got up and wanted to leave.

Although he is not afraid, this kind of murderous thing, try not to get into this kind of trouble.

Junjue was kicked twice more, feeling the pain coming from her abdomen, and her anger burned to the extreme.

"Wait."

When she was able to adjust to the pain in her body, the woman forced herself to sit up, and the clear voice sounded in the ears of the group as they were about to walk out of the alley completely.

"Yo, Stinky Sanba is still alive!"

The leading young man stopped, didn't even turn around, and replied disdainfully.

"Qin Shao, take a look, she seems to be holding qiang!"

The young man next to him turned around one step ahead of him, and his pupils shrank when he saw the silver reflection in the girl's hand, and he hurriedly reminded him.

"What are you afraid of, with her temperament, she won't use it if she gives her a gun."

The young man smacked at the ground again, his tone full of disdain.

"If you have the ability, you can open ......" qiang.

"Bang."

The woman's hoarse voice sounded, as if it were accompanied by the most beautiful musical instrument in her ears. Watching the vermilion liquid bloom in the air, the red lips were lightly hooked, and a trace of excitement and indifference flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Bang-"

"Click-"

Two sounds rang out, the crisp sound of the silver object falling to the ground and the screams of other teenagers were completely overshadowed by the sound of the rain, and then disappeared around the corner.

The corners of Junjue's mouth rose, and after looking at the fallen people, she began to study the silver object in her hand.

All the movements are smooth, as if engraved in the bones......

qiang, a momentary concept popped up in his mind, Junjue squinted his eyes, feeling something in his hand that did not belong to his cognition but was extremely clear.

Lost in thought.

【Ding——】

[The system is bound successfully, and the task officially begins.] 】

[The current host has been instilled with the basic knowledge of the current plane and mission information.] 】