"Yes...... I'm sorry, but we're going back. ”

As soon as the thin man hung up the phone, Dimon sprang out from behind the trash can, holding a gun in both hands and firing at the two men. He aimed at the thin man first, shot him in the head, and then accurately hit two bullets on the body and head of the black man.

His marksmanship is extremely accurate, and the actual combat effect is extremely strong!

During his one-year stay in Yumanji, he not only went into the jungle to hunt and fight, but also found a lot of NPCs to practice. NPCs are refreshed regularly, and he treats Yumanji as a GAT game.

The first time he discussed GTA games with his classmates in college, his classmates said that they had cleared the game after playing for a few weeks, and asked him if he had cleared the game.

He asked rhetorically: "Does this game still have a playthrough mode?" ”

This is not a joke, he thought it was fun to rob a car and beat a passerby and tear up B with the police. This pleasure was enough for him, and he didn't want to do tasks at all. He doesn't like to do tasks when he plays all games, whether it's standalone or online games, he prefers PK, and he's always been so willful.

Dimon used the waist-raised headshot method, and the standard technique was to fire two torsos and raise the waist to complete a single headshot. The first two shots will completely render the opponent completely incapacitated, and the black strong man is no exception.

Dimon didn't necessarily have to follow the rules, the sneak attack on the thin man was aimed directly at the head, and it was done with one shot.

Although the thin man had a gun in his hand, he hung up before he could turn around after being attacked by a sneak attack. The strong man's reaction was very fast, and he immediately threw down the box and bag, but he didn't have time to pull out his gun and ended up in hatred.

It's not a game world, and Dimon sees the blood of the two of them coming out and knows he's really killed someone. He didn't have any negative emotions, he just felt refreshed. I've shot countless people on the Yuman guitar, the difference is just that there is no blood.

He lifted the trolley case and weighed it, guessing that it would have to be more than 1 million if it was used to hold money.

These two guys had just killed someone, and Dimon was convinced that killing them would be a victim of the people's evil, and that he would be on the side of justice. As for how illegal it is...... He can leave at any time after he stays in this world for a while, who knows?

Dimon pulled the suitcase, put on his sports bag and left the alley, but did not open it to see, and it was not too late to find a quiet place to look. He knew that it was not advisable to stay here for a long time, and the thin man called and said that he would go back, maybe these people had a stronghold nearby.

He walked in the direction where the gunshots came from and soon spotted two cars. He had to go in that direction, because there were street lights and roads leading beyond the slums. If he goes in the opposite direction, it will most likely be in the depths of the slums.

As soon as Dimon touched the car, he knew if there was a serious fault and whether he could drive it. He chose a sixth-generation Lincoln Continental, where many people died, and no one died in this car. He didn't even need the superpower of Tinder, the car key was in the car, already plugged in.

Before leaving, he took off a watch strap from the deceased's wrist and finally set the time, which was 10:46 p.m.

He drove in one direction for five minutes before he saw a police car belatedly on the opposite side, slowly moving in the direction of the slum where the shootout had just taken place. It is estimated that the police don't want to care at all, deliberately being late, and waiting for the living to run out before cleaning up the mess.

He drove for more than ten minutes, and the high-rise buildings gradually increased, and the lights at night were full of colors. It's a glitzy modern city with eerie Gothic buildings towering high. He also saw a monorail that had never been seen before in China, built on a very high place, full of technology.

The more he looked at the city, the more familiar it became, and he guessed that he should have worn some famous science fiction movie or comics.

He drove for half an hour, picked a hotel that looked good, and pulled into a dark alley.

He checked the loot in the car, and the trolley box was really money, all of which were large American knives, and he didn't bother to count the specific amount, there must be a million.

He opened the window and was breathing out the heater. He grew up poor and today only discovered how easy it was to become a slum millionaire.

In the sports bag was more than a dozen kilograms of "laundry detergent", which was not attractive to Dimon and was thrown into the trash box directly with the bag. He thinks that only fools should suck this thing, and he won't want it for free.

He carried a trolley box containing money and walked a kilometer to the hotel he had just liked. He left his car on the side of the road, and someone would come to him for driving a gangster car. It's okay to keep the box, this kind of box is very common.

There is a big battle between the two gangs, and if something happens, they will definitely suspect each other first, and someone will attract firepower for Damon.

With a professional smile on his face, the neat front desk waiter asked, "Welcome to Gotham Freehand Hotel, do you have a reservation?" ”

The waiter directly asked Dimon because he heard "Gotham".

The famous Gotham, he only has one memory, and that is the city where Batman is located.

No wonder he was confronted with robberies and shootouts as soon as he went out, and no wonder the police were so slow. In Gotham City, where the people are simple, this kind of thing is not uncommon, it happens every day, and it is strange that the immortal will be safe and sound one day.

Dimon began to be a little worried, his kung fu training in Yumanji was probably not enough in Gotham, and there were too many dangerous villains.

The gangsters here are no ordinary gangsters, and many of the bigwigs have studied in the Arkham Asylum. It's a place full of talented people who are good at planning all kinds of criminal operations and constantly causing problems for the police and superheroes.

Gotham is a city full of tragedy and irony, a paradise for rebels. No one can really control the city, and no one can destroy it completely.

Now, even if the gang doesn't come to the door, it seems that Dimon is at risk of being flattened by Batman. If he takes the path of black and eats black to make a fortune, it is possible to meet Batman and be thrown into the Black Mountain Prison or Arkham Asylum.

No, his goal is to be a savior, not a villain!

"Sir, do you have a reservation?" The waiter asked again.

Dimon came back to his senses. "I don't have a reservation, I want a good single room, the kind with a computer and Internet access."

"Okay, but now there's only a low-rise room next to the other buildings, is that okay? Our curtains have very good blackout. The waiter said.

"Why...... Oh. Dimon figured it out in an instant.

In Gotham, the hotel rooms are close to other buildings and are vulnerable to sniping, so there's nothing wrong with that. As long as the curtains are drawn, it is not easy for snipers to snipe targets.

"It's okay, just open me a room, it's comfortable." Dimon smiled. He had just come through, and there was no enemy.

Dimon looked like someone who had come to Gotham for a tour, and the waiter didn't think there was anything unusual about him.

He paid cash and got the key card, the room was on the fifth floor, 165 US dollars a night. The price is quite expensive, but his money is robbed, and he doesn't feel distressed at all when he spends it, which is similar to the feeling of "zero yuan purchase".

The room is 80 square meters, one bedroom, one living room and two bathrooms, and the bed in the bedroom is big and comfortable. The restrooms are also oversized and have luxurious bathtubs.

Compared to the quaint houses of Yumanji, the living environment here is much better. Damon's mood is instantly relaxed, and he can forget about the trivialities of life for a while and enjoy the time alone.

He has money now, and he doesn't have to be afraid to be in Gotham City. If he stays in the hotel and doesn't go out, who will come inside and kill him?

What is commendable about this hotel is not only the furnishings of the rooms, but more importantly the service. The hotel offers a buffet dinner, and breakfast is served by a waiter. The hotel waiter made an appointment with Dimon in advance, and he was always on call if he had any questions, always smiling sweetly.

Dimon suspects that the hotel's service is so good because they usually receive too many bad people, and they are afraid that they will be killed if the service is not good.

Once inside, he put the trolley box with a large amount of cash on the side of the bedside cabinet and went to take a shower. He's grown up and he's never used a high-class bathtub, and he's showered before and when he's in Yumanji.

After soaking comfortably for a while, Dimon couldn't help but sigh: "The life of a rich person is so cool!" ”