Chapter 131: Memoirs of a Teenager

Although it was only a moment, Qin Fen survived several near-deaths, and it also gave him a glimpse of the terrifying explosive power of an assassin-type adventurer.

Fortunately, this female assassin did not have strong enough teammates around her to cooperate, otherwise Qin Fen would probably be more than lucky this time. Of course, failure is also closely related to the woman's arrogant surname.

After Nina helped Qin Fen break the female assassin's clone, she went back to help Qianxue entangle the werewolf man named Howard. It didn't take a few moments to fight, and they were still in the tickling tentative attack stage, but they found that Qin Fen's side had actually divided the winner and loser, and he said in disbelief:

"You...... Actually won?! ”

Qin Fen licked the blood that flowed down his forehead after being cut by the grenade fragments, and said with a smile:

"He is a man, not a god, and he always walks by the river, so how can he not get his shoes wet. Hehe, in fact, we joined forces to defeat him. ”

Nina took a deep breath, shook her head, and said affirmatively:

"No, even if I don't help, you're sure to have a way to deal with her clone."

Qin Fen smiled slightly, unwilling to dwell on this issue. In fact, although the female assassin's doppelganger skills were enough to confuse the real with the fake, Qin Fen had already prepared and was naturally not afraid. Because when he punched the female assassin in the face at the beginning of the fight, he had already left a faint werewolf urine on the female assassin's face, and it was completely possible to lock on to the target through his sense of smell. Seeing a lot of assassin-type adventurers, this is one of the ways he came up with to deal with it.

On the other side, when the werewolf man saw that the female assassin had been knocked down, he immediately screamed in shock, so frightened that his hair stood on end, and he turned around and fled without hesitation, panicking like a lost dog.

Qin Fen's eyes narrowed slightly, he made a gesture, and then the gunshots rang out, startling countless flying birds.

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Howard was a German immigrant to the United States, his maternal grandfather was a Louisiana vineyard owner, and he is said to have fought in the Civil War and fought for President Lincoln.

After the end of the Cold War, when the Berlin Wall was smashed and Germany was reunited, there were countless dangers and murderous opportunities in secret.

His father was a die-hard intellectual, a staunch supporter of the Sickle and Hammer Workers, and was clearly one of those who needed to be secretly cleaned up after the reunification of Germany. So the family figured out how to avoid the Nazi-controlled air flights and take the "Snowpiercer" across the Siberian Plain to Moscow, the capital of Russia, where Howard even posed for a photo with the statue of Stalin on Moscow's Red Square.

Then the family traveled all the way, all the way, taking an international long-distance train from Moscow, during which I can't remember how many times they reversed, and finally came to the Celestial Empire, which has a splendid civilization history of thousands of years. On a dark and windy night, he rode a local fisherman's fishing boat across the sea, smuggled into Hong Kong, which was then under the jurisdiction of Great Britain, and finally took a Boeing flight from Hong Kong to the United States, where he successfully found his grandfather and settled there.

If this story is carefully narrated, I believe it should be no worse than "Around the World in Eighty Days", but unfortunately, Howard was only eleven years old at the time, which was the age of ignorance, and the last thing left in his memory was the fatigue of the long journey, and he missed a great opportunity to become famous.

After settling in Louisiana, the days went by. After all, it's a child, and I don't miss my hometown so much. He went to school, graduated, worked, made friends...... It's just an ordinary life. Then, on a ski trip in the Alps, he unfortunately broke his neck...... Yes, you read that right, that's it. The story can be summed up in one sentence: if you don't die, you won't die.

It can be said that he is just an ordinary person, like most of the adventurers in the Futu Tower, an ordinary ordinary person. Neither genetically modified fierce men, nor elite special soldiers, nor does it have anything to do with the Assassin family. Of course, I never thought of reaching the top of this world as an ordinary white-collar worker...... At most, it's just a person with a little more colorful experience as a teenager.

His greatest hope is to live in peace. During the adventure, I naturally experienced a lot of dangers and tribulations, and gradually tasted the hardships of being alone, so I chose the most ordinary act of hugging my thighs.

Now it happens to be his first time casting a name. I thought it was a battle that was nine out of ten and easy to capture, but the cold-blooded assassin who was so powerful that he couldn't even mention the slightest "surname fun" was defeated so easily?!

Howard only felt the emotions in his chest, and he longed for a mouthful of old blood to spurt out wildly-your sister! Said to slaughter chickens and dogs, first one person!

You must have swallowed the whole bottle of Xuanmai, so confident that the cowhide blew up, and your body swayed to the rhythm, you can't stop at all!

Die before you get out of school, this is! The point is that you don't drag me down even if you die!

complained wildly in his heart, Howard is not a rookie after all, knowing that the enemy who can put that woman down must be stronger than he imagined, how can he stay at this moment? I don't care if the woman lives or dies. immediately panicked and hugged his head and ran away, only hating his parents for having two legs less.

But just escaped more than ten meters, he suddenly felt a sense of fear, the danger instinct that had been sharpened on the edge of life and death for a long time made him lock the direction of the attack for the first time, the undisguised coldness of the red fruit made him shiver involuntarily, as if he was back at the age of eleven, in the night of the cold snap, in the Siberian railway station lonely and sleepless scene! The memory that is deeply imprinted in my mind, always floating from time to time in the dead of night, staring at the snowflakes floating outside the window on the toilet floor covered with newspapers!

Howard's steps froze suddenly, and the cranial nerves that were running frantically in the life-and-death crisis quickly caught the source of the attack - a silent but murderous bullet, under the violent friction of the warhead and the air, the energy reaction was a powerful photothermal body. In the jungle, it was as bright as a meteor, and where the supersonic excitation/wave passed, it directly tore a vacuum field with a diameter of about half a meter in the air, piercing and shattering everything in the way!

"It's a sniper, a speed of 1156 meters / second, a caliber of 20 mm, a firing distance of 1200 meters, a sniper position in the direction of four o'clock!"

(Finally, ask for another collection.) This book is already 400,000 words, but the collection is only 300, and it is definitely hitting the streets of Asia, the earth, and the galaxy, right? Meeting is fate, whether you are reading on the website or on your mobile phone, can you click to collect it? At least it doesn't make me feel so sad. Thank you, and I beg you brothers and sisters to lend a hand, give me a hand, and give me hope...... I know that the biggest possibility is that everyone will still turn a blind eye, but they really need support. )