......

The atmosphere in the living room was a bit awkward at this time.

Ryan and the oil-headed man responded quickly after looking at each other.

The oil-headed man supported his upper body with one hand and quickly pulled his back with the other hand.

However,

As soon as his movements were about to go, Ryan had taken out the pistol he had prepared before.

A hard and cold muzzle directly pressed against the greasy man's forehead.

"Don't move!"

Ryan lowered his throat and shouted,

at the same time,

Try to calm down your heart gradually.

Um,

I am a killer who has no feelings.

"Who sent you?"

At first, when watching police and gangster movies, Ryan always felt that this sentence was a bit cumbersome, but only when he was in it could he understand that this sentence might be the most suitable line for the atmosphere at this time.

"Do you know what you did?"

The oil-headed man seemed not to be frightened by Ryan's gun. Although the movements in his hand stopped, he still raised his head and looked directly at Ryan and asked.

"I have no idea."

Ryan replied without hesitation.

I have just traveled through time less than an hour, and I really don’t know what “I” did before, but it has caused so many people to come and kill me.

Although only one person appeared now, Ryan still remembered the dense sound of footsteps he had heard before, and maybe there were many people behind this wall ambushing him quietly.

"Take the things over, we can think that this has not happened."

The oil-headed man continued, with a hint of ease in his tone, as if his current situation was in his control.

Ryan was silent for a while.

then,

Silently stretched out his feet and kicked the soap that had been thrown over the oily man at the door.

"For you, if you want other things, you can take everything in this room."

Ryan feels,

Your own approach should be able to express your attitude of admitting defeat very clearly. Without understanding the other party’s purpose, you should simply let the other party help yourself.

"Are you treating us as fools?"

The gaunt headed man's eyes suddenly condensed.

At the same time,

Ryan clearly heard many sounds of guns loading from outside.

Swallowed,

Ryan kept holding a gun with one hand, and took out his arms with the other for a long time, took out a flat wallet and handed it to the greasy man.

"This is also for you. This is my only little property left, and I don't have more."

“…”

The oil-headed man didn't say anything, but Ryan could clearly see that a trace of anger was born in the eyes of the oil-headed man.

Although I don't know what this anger is targeting,

But Ryan still held the gun and slammed hard at the man's forehead.

"Find out the situation, now I'm pointing at you with a gun, not you pointing at me with a gun!"

If you don’t show some ruthlessness, do you really treat me as a little white rabbit?

A cold light flashed in Ryan's eyes. Sometimes when facing threats, he always needs to be tougher in order to make the other party realize that you are not easy to mess with.

The oil-headed man was slammed by Ryan, and he groaned and subconsciously lowered his head.

Seeing this,

Ryan smiled with satisfaction, and raised his head handsomely.

......

I saw that there were a few men dressed in the same manner as the greasy man outside the door, and five black muzzles were pointing at his head.

"What about now?"

The oil-headed man raised his head again, and a red mark appeared on his forehead, which was the mark that Ryan had just hit with a gun.

Ryan licked his lips, which were thirsty because of the sudden fright,

In a deep voice:

"What the hell do you want? I'm just an ordinary citizen and don't remember anything I did that violated discipline?"

"Are you kidding?"

The oil-headed man suddenly widened his eyes.

He stared at Ryan with an incredible look, as if saying, Why are you so thick-skinned?

Ryan looked up at the other people after hearing this.

I saw that the five cold and handsome guys at the door looked like they had seen for a long time. They immediately coughed dryly and said:

"I've done too much, how do I know which one you are talking about?"

Seeing that Ryan finally returned to normal, the oil-headed man's expression improved a little, and he said slowly:

"It's a USB drive you snatched from us before, and you hand it over to us, and we can help you clear all other illegal records."

"You mean this?"

Ryan thought of something in an instant, opened his wallet with one hand, exposed one of the silver USB drives, and handed them to the oil-headed man.

"no!"

The oil-headed man shook his head,

Then he said impatiently:

"We don't have much time to spend time with you here. If we hand over the things, we will let you go.

otherwise,

Several blocks around this have been blocked by us, and you have no chance to escape this time."

"That's it that I've escaped?"

Ryan suddenly remembered the bullet holes in his clothes before.

If those bullet holes were the masterpieces of these people in front of you, in fact, "I" should have died long ago at the hands of these people.

only,

"Um?"

Ryan suddenly frowned,

Only now he remembered something that he had been overlooking before.

Logically speaking,

"I" have so many bullet holes on my clothes, and the blood flowing out has already spread throughout the bedroom. Why don't I feel at all now?

even,

When I was taking a shower myself, I didn’t find any problem with any part of myself.

"Do I have superpowers?"

Ryan subconsciously muttered it.

"What did you say?"

The oil-headed man was a little confused when he heard this, just as he was about to open his mouth and say something.

A man in suit outside the door suddenly changed his expression and shouted nervously at the man with a greasy head:

"Damn, the people we stayed outside the blockade were attacked!"

"Do you have accomplices?"

The oil-headed man subconsciously raised his head and shouted at Ryan,
To be continued...