After arranging a portrait arrest warrant.

Dean took his family to a shooting club in the suburbs.

This is also their family's daily family activity now.

While Dean is adjusting to his current state, he teaches his little brother Thompson and his sister Zinke to shoot in real combat.

As a person with a low moral bottom line.

Dean would rather see his younger siblings in prison in the future than see their bodies in the morgue.

...

Most of the regular shooting ranges in the United States, if they do not cooperate with some government departments, are actually not profitable.

Because of the bullets here, the price is not cheap.

Relatively speaking, some field ranges, although there will be some risks, but the low price, but more popular with the majority of the public, including some police officers and their families.

This is because in the field range, members can often play with some weapons that are difficult to see on the market.

So as long as you don't make trouble.

Under normal circumstances, the police will not deliberately go to their trouble.

The shooting range where the Dean family is now is a field shooting range.

Because it's a weekday.

So there aren't many people at the range today.

The Dean family is fortunate to occupy a separate area.

No pain, no gain.

Dean can have the current ability, all with his own efforts, for all kinds of shooting skills, it is called an art, and it is very easy to teach his mother and younger siblings, and it is easy to see their flaws.

It's just less than two hours.

The three of them felt an epiphany when they were shooting.

Of course.

Shooting this thing, unless you are talented, is very training-intensive.

So I feel good about myself, and I feel good about myself.

Really shoot up.

The actual combat improvement of the three people is not big.

This requires training with bullets and simulated real combat.

..

After teaching the family.

Dean pulled a cart and came to the no-man's land of the shooting range.

On top of the cart was a large chest of thick oak, the lid of which opened to reveal a heavy six-wheeled barrel and long chain of bullets glowing with toast paint inside.

That's right, this is exactly a regular, very uncommon Gatling gun.

This thing, under normal circumstances, is not a single weapon, but more loaded on armored vehicles, gunships, frigates and other vehicles.

Dean's is a small Gatling machine gun, plus a chain box and other parts, a total of 82kg, driven by a hydraulic motor, with a maximum rate of fire of thousands of rounds per minute, generally used for on-board fire coverage, or equipped in some fixed places.

The Gatling provided by the range, set up on a small cart.

If you have a little more strength, you can also hang Gatling with a gun belt around your waist and shoot with a cart, so that you can enjoy the false happiness of being invincible on the battlefield.

As a price.

A chain box, about more than 20 seconds of use, the user needs to pay a lot of money to the shooting range.

Dean came to the pool of the shooting range, saw that there was no one around, twisted his neck, directly took the Gatling in the box in his hand with his bare hands, and carried the heavy ammunition box on his back, slightly adapted, and excitedly pulled the trigger towards the target on the water.

Dididi~

The sound of the bullet was directly overpowered by the sound of the bullet burst.

The turning muzzle flame formed a thin line during the day.

Countless splashes of water splashed.

Under the precise manipulation of Dean's power, one target after another was torn apart by the torrent of bullets, giving people an unrivaled false pleasure.

The recoil of this gun, in fact, is not large.

The main reason for restricting people to take Gatling as a single weapon is to carry weight and endurance, which is not as useful as some automatic rifles in general small-scale battlefields.

But none of this is a problem for Dean.

He uses it very coolly, and is ready to wait for the panel to open the subspace, as long as the space area is not very small, buy one, prepare enough ammunition chain belt, as a special time, use it to kill all the hole cards!

...

The time of happiness is short-lived.

Twenty seconds arrived.

The barrel slowly stopped turning.

Dean picked up his phone with some dissatisfaction, ready to ask the people at the shooting range to send a few more boxes of ammunition.

A phone call, but it happened to call.

"Harry's call?"

Dean raised an eyebrow.

Could it be that the wanted has been rewarded?

He pressed the answer button: "Harry, what's wrong?" ”

"Dean, good news, bad news." On the other end of the phone, Harry sold the pass.

"Harry, I have to warn you, I'm holding a steaming Gatling gun that has just fired more than 2,000 rounds of ammunition, and if you don't want me to stuff it in your gut, don't sell it!"

Harry gasped: "

I don't want to test the limits of my gut's resilience. ”

"Then speak quickly!"

"Well, one of the street girls below my brother has seen the person in the portrait.

That guy's real name is Li Shengsheng, a Chinese, who smuggled to Los Angeles three years ago, is a black household, and usually relies on various social benefits and abduction to deceive Chinese immigrants and students for a living.

Half a year ago.

Li Shengsheng didn't know what way to make money, so he made a generous move, and he often didn't see anyone.

Fortunately, he often asked street girls to go to his temporary residence.

According to the information provided by my brother's subordinate street girl.

Carlo and I took a group of police officers and found each other's quarters and actually saw him in person, but unfortunately, the guy became a corpse.

According to a simple survey of the site.

The other man seemed to have packed his things and was about to leave, but someone took a dagger and stabbed him to death in his quarters, and seemed to take some things with him. ”

After a long sentence, Harry was a little out of breath.

He paused, and said with some regret: "Dean, this guy is probably just a cannon fodder, and he will be wiped out when he runs out, and our clues will be broken again." ”

Dean listened, slightly silent.

He had already guessed that this would happen.

Because except for madmen, there are very few cautious criminals who will be stupid and take the initiative to appear in front of the police and do some superfluous actions.

Other words.

The miniature model kills the eucalyptus, and the clues are completely broken.

They don't even know what the other person really looks like.

"I know, in that case, this eucalyptus will be put down for the time being."

Hang up.

Dean grinned: "False, false, false... I don't know if you're really cunning, or if you're lucky enough to have someone from Lucifer's Games Organization to help you..."

This eucalyptus, so far, without giving up, is the only eucalyptus that has not been broken, taking away his first defeat on the eucalyptus.

As a thank you.

Dean decided that in the future, as long as the other party dares to show his head, no matter where he is, no matter what the other party's actual identity is, he will personally entertain the other party!

...

The next few days.

When the rumors of the explosion became more and more outrageous, investigators from the FBI headquarters came to investigate the bombing of the Los Angeles branch office.

Cheston was directly connected with Dean and lost contact.

Dean, as one of the participants, was also invited to a small room for questioning.

Naturally, he hid the matter of Lucifer's organization, saying that he was just investigating the miniature model murderer normally, and happened to go to the substation at that time, also to obtain intelligence support, and he didn't know anything about why this explosion happened.

The investigator was a sharp-eyed little old man.

He saw Dean's concealment, but he didn't say much, just asked about Anthony's situation, and left again.

The next day.

The FBI held a press conference and placed the cause of the explosion on the forces behind the large counterfeit bills, claiming that it was because the FBI had cracked down on crime in order to uphold American law, which led to the group of madmen to carry out suicide attacks.

The killer also died in the explosion.

So there's no need to panic.

This reception shows that anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is perfunctory.

But I'm probably used to the style of Z House.

So when some entertainment stars happened to explode and various scandals and strange news appeared, the public's attention began to be distracted.

The heat of the explosion of the FBI Los Angeles branch has also gradually disappeared.

In addition to the building that became a ruin.

On the surface, everything is calm again.

...

The 4th Squadron, free from the harassment of the media and journalists, also began to resume its normal work.

Dean fishes every day.

Finally.

One day at the end of June.

Dean took a week off.

He lied that he was too tired lately, was going to go on a road trip for a few days, had dinner with his family, called Neil again, talked about his thoughts, and then returned to the rental house alone.

To be on the safe side.

Dean took the prepared things to a basement not far from his rental house, set up a camera, plugged in a simple timed nutrient dropper, and at the same time prepared a timed distress email on his electronic device, and lay down.

He took a few deep breaths and said silently, "Start the trial!" ”

Airplanes~

Dean seemed to hear a sound similar to the fluttering of a bee's wings.

The next moment.

His consciousness flickered slightly, and a sense of weightlessness came.

When I came back to my senses again.

Dean was shocked to find that he had appeared in a white space.

He wanted to look around.

Something magical happened.

Dean found that at this moment, he seemed to exist as a thought, with no physical existence at all, no physical perception, no ability to move, no sense of the passage of time, and no need to eat, drink, and sleep, just like a camera, he could only see the white barrier in front of him.

It's a strange feeling, and it's weird.

...

It could have been a moment, or it could have been a long time.

After Dean gradually adapted to his current state, lines of font appeared on the white barrier in front of him:

"Complete the Parallel World, Retrieve the Eucalyptus."

"Eucalyptus: Unknown!

Mission 1: Survive!

Mission 2: Find out who the king really is! ”

"Tip 1: The trial parts are all parallel worlds, real ones that have happened, and ended in failure, and you will replace the loser of death and start over into the parts.

Tip 2: The world of trials belongs to projection, which cannot affect the current world view and the direction of events in the projection world.

Tip 3: Death and injury in the trial world will be fed back to your spirit body, causing corresponding damage, and only by completing the task and leaving the trial space can you recover.

Tip 4: No matter how long the projection world exists, the real world only lasts one night.

Tip 5: Do you choose kindness or selfishness in the face of death? ”

"The trial projection has been loaded and is ready to be turned on." 、

...

Dean went through all the prompts.

He was in no hurry to start the trial.

"This trial doesn't seem simple!"

Dean muttered to himself.

The first is that there is no hint of the eucalyptus.

This is actually a very important piece of information to determine your goals.

The second is identity.

It is equivalent to saying that he is using someone else's body in the trial projection world, so that although some of his skills are not affected, his strong physical fitness, don't think about it.

If you're unlucky, maybe it'll be a woman's body.

If so...

Dean was a little afraid to think about it, otherwise he was afraid that he would have some strange thoughts.

One more important piece of information.

According to the third hint: injuries and deaths will be fed back to the spirit body, and only after completing the task can it be recovered.

The spiritual body is probably the current state of oneself.

Interpretation hint, in fact, means that as long as it is not death, then all injuries suffered in the trial projection world can be recovered after completing the task, and it will not affect itself!

This is undoubtedly good news.

Of course, in addition to that, there is good news!

That is the trial projection world, which is just an interception of a certain parallel world, and the failure that has already occurred, so no matter how you toss in that world, it will not have any impact on the parallel world and your own world.

It's just encouraging Dean to do whatever he wants!

There is no need to have any moral shackles, no need to worry about any threats.

As long as it's good for yourself.

Then Dean is in the trial, and there is no pressure to do anything.

This will undoubtedly make Dean a lot easier.

He is most afraid that after he passes, he will drag his family with him, and he will be threatened by others, and many methods will be inconvenient.

...

"But I'd better be careful, lest I release the beast that is suppressed in my heart."

Dean carefully looked at the prompts a few more times and made sure that nothing was missing, so he silently said in his heart: "Start the trial!" ”

He's got everything he can do.

If you die in a trial.

Then his inheritance will be distributed to his mother, and Neil's mother will also receive a regular email set by herself, so as to prevent Neil from doing some irrational things after knowing that she is dead.

Except for the family and Neil.

In this world, Dean hasn't really built too many bonds.

That's why he's in a hurry to start the trial.

Drag it off.

Dean fears that he will be afraid of death and will be reluctant to live up to everything in reality.

...

After Dean decided to start the trial.

The white space in front of me began to twist and stretch.

Dean's consciousness flickered again.

I don't know how long it took.

An illusory female voice appeared in his mind: "Escape, I must escape, I can't die in this hellish place!" ”

Dean was numb.

It's really a woman???