Dimon quickly took stock of his possessions, and it didn't take much time to dig through the house. The place where he lived was a dilapidated house, with poor furniture and no television.

There were a total of 36 US dollars in cash, and he didn't look like he had a deposit, and he didn't find a bank card in his wallet. With this bit of belongings, he will have no money to eat for a few days. If he had eaten a lot of fish and meat as he had in Yumanji, and had eaten food every day, he would have spent all his money in one meal.

What's next?

Looking for a job that is dwindling and earns a pittance wage? Living a quiet life until the next crossing? This is certainly impossible!

The crime rate in the United States is so high, if he is honest Chinese wouldn't it be possible to move an inch?

He also doesn't plan to accept the existing premise of being a thief, which is too low. Even if he becomes a legendary thief in this city, isn't he still a thief? Rather than being a thief, he wants to be a superhero to fight criminals and take the money from criminals by the way.

Dimon believes that as a time-traveler, no matter what world he goes to, he doesn't have to follow the rules. It's clear that it's not him who is wrong, it's the world. The that entered the bureau in the past was not done by him at all!

Since the world (Tinder) has let me have a criminal record with the police, then I don't have to pretend to be a decent gentleman anymore.

Dimon took the valuable things in the house and immediately went out. In addition to cash, in his opinion, only a driver's license is useful, and in the United States, a driver's license serves as an identity card. Miraculously, he doesn't even have a mobile phone, nor does he have a watch, so I don't know what time it is.

Dimon was not a person who liked to stay up late, but the bad situation forced him to go out at night.

He wanted to figure out what kind of world this was as soon as possible, and choose a good place to live by the way. He had to pay for a hotel and would never spend the night in this ghost place, the smell was unbearable.

And he just came in, he is not sleepy at all, and it is better to find an Internet café to surf the Internet all night than to stay here. As long as there is an Internet, it is easy for him to determine what the world is.

The place where he lives looks like a slum, and the house is so broken that it seems to collapse at any time, I don't know how many years. He went out and heard a loud argument from his neighbors, and saw a room with no door and no one living inside. The conditions here were so bad that he suspected that he had arrived in India, and perhaps tomorrow the neighbors would come and discuss with him the experience of drinking cow urine.

Naturally, the security in this kind of place will not be good, but fortunately, he can forge weapons at any time, and he has the confidence to dare to go out at night.

Walking in a dark alley with no street lights, he felt that the weather was a little cold.

When he went out, he wore a black lapel cargo top and gray slacks, and only autumn clothes inside, no autumn pants. He realized that he was wearing less, but he didn't plan to go back to look for clothes, all he thought about was how to get rich as soon as possible, and then go to buy high-end clothes to wear.

Or he could sneak into a department store that was closed, get dressed and walk away. With the superpowers bestowed by Tinder, infiltrating the mall is a piece of cake for him. He can suck in the fire with door locks and glass as materials, and only need to touch objects with his hands for a while.

Now it is not very convenient, the capacity of the tinder has reached saturation. So he was considering whether to forge two guns and a few magazines to give the fire the capacity to absorb other materials.

The embarrassment is that he now has no fixed residence and nowhere to store his weapons. If he walks down the street at night with a gun in his hand...... Whether it's a pistol or a submachine gun, no matter how you look at it, it looks like it's going to block the road and rob it, and passers-by will definitely call the police when they see it, right?

The houses in the slums are as dense as honeycombs, and I don't know how many people live there. Dimon walked around the alley for a while before finding a wider path. Most of the place is pitch black, and there are street lights.

He wanted to find a car first, get out of here and go to a prosperous place, and then determine what time and era it was. Suddenly, a man walked slowly towards him from the shadows of the side, walking like a zombie.

Waterfack? As a result, there is still a world of zombies!

Seeing such a middle-aged man with thinning hair, bloodless face, tattered clothes and staggering steps under the street lamp, Dimon was not good. He likes to enjoy life, he can't stand the apocalyptic background, even if it is only for a month, it is hell for him, and he will go crazy if he stays for a year.

"Money! Give all the money you have! When he walked three meters away from Damon, the "zombie" actually spoke and pulled out a small pistol.

Dimon breathed a sigh of relief, thankfully it was a robbery. It seems that this product is just drunk too much or addicted, and the image and actions look like zombies, which is a little disgusting.

He didn't say a word of nonsense, but suddenly broke out, rushed forward and half turned around and kicked the man more than four meters away. The robber did not slip and fall four meters on the ground, but was kicked out with both feet off the ground, lying on the ground and not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Although the guy looked sluggish, Dimon didn't dare to bet that the other man wouldn't shoot, let alone think he could dodge bullets at close range. If he was killed by such a thing, it would be stupid. He didn't think much about whether the other party would die if he was kicked, and in the face of the robber, he was obviously in legitimate defense.

He didn't check on the other party's injuries, he just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.

As long as there is a motorcycle or car parked on the side of the road, he can easily get the lock by relying on the ability of fire to absorb materials and forge, and he will not worry about running out of vehicles. Just forging a key, Tinder doesn't require much material and capacity.

He walked more than a hundred meters away, and before he noticed a car, he heard gunshots and screams coming from ahead.

A wave has not settled, and another wave has risen.

I rub it, it's outrageous, right? It's really a happy America, shooting every day!

Dimon was really convinced, he had just crossed through and encountered a robbery, a shootout. He listened to the voice and guessed that the two groups were shooting each other passionately, never dying. The weapons they use include pistols, as well as micro-charges.

Dimon had just arrived in this world, and it was impossible for anyone on both sides of the battle to be his friend, so of course it was up to him.

He also felt a little nervous when he heard the gunshot. After leaving Yumanji, the three-bar tattoo on his wrist has disappeared, and now he has only one life. Yumanji doesn't have body armor, and if he does, he's sure to wear one in the event of a shootout.

Damon didn't want to get into trouble, so he immediately hid in the shadows of the alley, but trouble took the initiative to find him.

The two sides fought for more than a minute, and the gunfire stopped.

A thin white man in a black leather jacket with long messy hair like Nicolas Cage and a black strong man about 1.9 meters tall in a hip-hop suit ran into the alley where Dimon was. The thin man holds a pistol in one hand and a phone in the other, while the black man carries a sports bag in his left hand and a trolley case in his right hand.

Dimon didn't know the details of the other party, and hid behind the dustbin with bated breath, trying to wait for the two to leave.

At this time, the thin man dialed the phone. "Boss, we got the goods and grabbed the money back. However, they arranged for some people to pick them up...... We fought, and everyone else hung up except for me and Jamal. ”

Dimon said he had something to do, and he came across a gangster murder. After Tinder translated into English, he heard the general situation clearly, this must be black and black, but he didn't know what kind of goods were being traded.

He will not miss this opportunity to be a "superhero", and if there is a lot of money, he will immediately turn over.

Dimon didn't know how to make a fortune before, and fantasized that someone was seriously injured and with a lot of money he met in the alley. Then the man hung up, and he happened to be lucky enough to pick up the money. For him, who doesn't like to go to work and doesn't know how to start a business, it seems that he can only rely on this kind of adventure if he wants to make a fortune.

Now he has really encountered this kind of thing, but the other party has not hung up yet. It doesn't matter, he'll let these two go peacefully.

Dimon quietly forged a pistol with tinder. There were only two people, and one of them was still on the phone, and he was too easy to sneak up on and succeed.