But what appeared in front of Chen Mo was a palm-sized bronze tiger beast.

It was a white-fronted tiger with a snarling head and a tail, forming a smooth curve.

【Name:Miaomen Tiger Fu】

【Type:Ritual Weapon】

【Grade:S】

[Function: It can open an exclusive world copy for the player, the copy is random, the native species in it is random, the player can enter and exit freely at any time, and the player can bring out or bring in items at will. 】

[Note 1: It was originally a man-eating insect on Jingyanggang, but later fell into a mountain cliff and was made into a tiger talisman by a high-ranking person. 】

[Note 2: Players can open the Tiger Talisman after level 10.] 】

Chen Mo's eyes lit up, S-class?

I'm not a chieftain I've never seen an S-class prop....

According to the system description, the quality of the items from low to high is: SABCDEF, interspersed with A+, B-, above the S level, there may be SS level, or even SSS level.

If there are traces of A-level or B-level equipment, and there are even many strong people who can get their hands, then S-level quality is basically unseen.

When Chen Mo was visiting the forum before, there were always people chasing wind and shadows on the forum, guessing which forces had S-level items, [Ancient Society], [Lighthouse], and [Doom] organizations, these big organizations should theoretically have S-level props, but no matter how players guessed, these organizations did not come forward to clarify, nor did they come forward to deny it.

He knows that silence is the law of gold, and now Chen Mo actually got an S-level prop?

Judging from the introduction of the item, it is equivalent to giving me an extra space to improve my strength?

Of course, the space inside is completely unknown, and it's not sure what is inside, but since you can enter and exit at any time, it shouldn't be very dangerous.

The props and things inside can be brought out at any time, is it equivalent to an extra treasure trove?

The only thing that gave Chen Mo a toothache was that he needed level 10 before he could enter.

Then this [Miaomen Tiger Talisman] can only be put away for the time being.

With everything done, Chen Mo began to check his player panel.

【Player: Fool】

[Player Level: Lv: 3]

[Player ID: 7777]

[Current Experience: 50/400]

[Equipment: Liu Bei's straw sandals; The Spear of All Beings; the butcher's knife of the virus; The Revolver of Fate; Rusty table knife】

[Item: Mr. Li's chalk head; Stop-kill gold coins; White corpse insects; Tongyun brooch; Faust's Eye (broken); Miaomen Tiger Talisman; Sage Necklace】

[Skill: Paiyun Palm; Basic Firearms Mastery; Vision]

[Strength: 6 (Long-term craftsmanship makes your right arm more developed)]

[Dexterity: 6]

[Perception: 6]

[Physique: 6]

[Intelligence: 5]

[Charm: 4 (Long-term craftsmanship makes your complexion too pale)]

Game currency: 580.

......

After this mission, Chen Mo has a deeper understanding of the tasks of the system.

First of all, the tasks issued by the system are not necessarily combat types, and may also be simply decrypted. It is also possible that there will be missions with both decryption and combat elements in the future.

For example, this time, there wasn't much to fight.

Finally, if there is a chance that the mission can be triggered as long as it is a special event or an unnatural death case, then the potential number of missions in Los Angeles, an international metropolis with a total population of tens of millions, is still above my imagination.

At this time, the sky is already a little dark, as a super-large city, every night, there will be many high-rise buildings outside the building lights up, laying out an extremely spectacular night scene of lights.

In fact, L.A. has very strict control over light - large searchlight facilities must be reported before use, and the use of far-reaching light is prohibited in the city after 11 o'clock.

After all, light pollution is also one of the real livelihood problems these days.

It's just that Chen Mo, who lives in a remote area, naturally doesn't worry about light pollution, in fact, he can only rely on a few street lamps to illuminate here, where does the light pollution come from.

What pollution does not pollute is always a question that rich people consider after eating minced meat.

As he walked while checking his dashboard, he suddenly felt a blow from his back on the back of his head.

Chen Mo turned his head expressionlessly, and found that there were two people standing behind him at some point.

He observed the surrounding terrain, a narrow laneway, a road before and after, there is no monitoring nearby, the place he chose is good, veteran...

If you call the police, the other party may not give you time to take out your mobile phone, and if you run home, you will let these people feel where they live.

But what Chen Mo couldn't figure out the most was why he was targeted by this group of guys?

The people of the Heavenly Gang?

It doesn't look like this....

But I saw that the leader was a big bald head, with a fierce look, and hideous tattoos on his face and scalp, which made people dizzy.

Behind him was a young man, but the young man's face was covered with stubble, and his rough face had a knife cut that extended from the corner of his left eye to the corner of his lip, which had healed but still looked hideous.

At this time, the big bald head looked at Chen Mo with question marks on his face, and the two of them stared at each other with big eyes.

Chen Mo looked at the stuffy stick in his bald hand, and was stunned for a moment, was he knocked out of the stuffy stick?

Then, because I added a little bit of my body, I didn't get hurt except for a little pain.

The bald head was also dumbfounded, he looked at this young man's thin skin and tender flesh, and was afraid that he would beat this guy to death with a stick, so he deliberately collected his strength, but it was impossible for the other party to have no, this is unreasonable....

Now the situation is a little awkward.

Fortunately, this is a relatively remote laneway, and there are no pedestrians around.

Chen Mo coughed dryly twice and asked, "Is there something wrong with the two of you?" ”

Looking at Chen Mo's harmless smile, his bald head was a little unstable.

He felt the other party's gaze stop on the iron rod in his right hand unabashedly, and hurriedly hid the iron rod he was carrying behind him.

Chen Mo also noticed that the second and fifth boy in the back was still holding a knife in his hand, his fingers were holding the handle of the knife, and the blade was hidden in the sleeve of the sweater.