"Killer is already behind the version!"

"Weapons of mass destruction are the answer."

"Toxic gas virus explosion, this is the romance of men."

"Let you see how terrifying the poisonous gas is that even a gas mask can't stop! The green color of the poisonous gas represents death!"

"Wait a minute, how can your mask not be afraid of poisonous gas? Oh...why is it you, Ogu? I'm wrong, don't chase me!"

"Hey, your power is so weak. It turns out that the so-called Augustine and Platinum Killer are nothing more than that."

"You have become my inner demon. Only by killing you can I truly be freed. Let me show you how powerful it is to be promoted by the killing rule ten times!"

"This is impossible. I am obviously stronger and faster than you. Why can't I beat you? This is unscientific and illogical!"

"Ahem, you can't kill me. If you kill me, this place will explode. The explosive is connected to my heart. No matter how strong you are, you can't survive that kind of explosion, no!!!"

Tsk.

Su Xing wiped out his former colleague of Gold Medal Killer.

He looked at the time, five minutes, and now his sense of death was screaming.

But he calmly took out an umbrella from his pocket and put it behind him and under his body.

He grabbed the umbrella handle, and the next moment, the entire hotel was set on fire with a bang.

The former colleague really didn't lie. He did carry a large amount of explosives and was connected to him. At this moment, the explosives exploded and blew up the hotel.

Boom!

Su Xing also ascended to the sky sideways.

There was nothing wrong with him in the umbrella.

The reason is that the umbrella cushioned the impact of the explosion.

Its effect is the same as Captain America's shield. With such a powerful effect, it is naturally expensive.

Let's put it this way, just such an umbrella is enough to update his combat equipment fifty times, which is why his savings are only a mere ten million.

Most of the money he earned was used to purchase equipment and conduct research and development.

For example, this super protective umbrella, the green poison gas agent that can break through gas masks, and the black mask that can isolate green poison gas.

Thinking of this, Su Xing was a little funny: "He actually used the poison gas I sold him to poison me. He is a talent. From now on, just be your genius."

Dark blue small letters appeared: "A cursed person died, the current number of people remaining: 50"

Su Xing watched, and his prediction was correct. In just a moment, half of the killer was dead.

He shook his head, "Human beings themselves are still too fragile. Even I just rely on my skills to crush them. There is no difference in essence."

……

Swish.

The impact on Su Xing gradually dissipated.

After he flew to the highest point, he straightened his arms.

He lifted the umbrella up, and with the help of the buffer it brought, he fell to the ground.

Of course, ordinary umbrellas cannot do this, but the materials of its umbrella surface and ribs are extremely special.

He's not even afraid of explosions, he won't be blown away by the compressed air, and as a killer, he has strong arms.

The combination of the two achieved such an amazing effect that he fell to the ground with the wind in the rainy night.

Surrounded by broken glass and the sound of car alarms ringing in his ears, he turned around and looked at the original location of the hotel.

This place has turned into a blazing flame, and the rain in the sky has evaporated into white mist, making it feel like a dream for a while.

He admired the scene in front of him, and his black and white eyes reflected the soaring firelight, which shot straight into the sky.

The next moment, a familiar sense of distortion came.

The sound in my ears was distorted and deformed.

The scene in front of me began to melt into amorphous and infinite chaos.

After a while, he came back to his senses and found that he had returned to the hotel.

There are roars in my ears, the cheers of Mei Chaofeng fans, the smell of rain in the air, peaceful and peaceful.

"Am I back?"

He first took out his mobile phone and checked the time.

He turned around and saw a pile of black dumplings.

He meowed, and the black dumpling spread out and rushed over.

He hugged the black hole that rushed towards him, rubbed it and kneaded it in his arms, feeling satisfied, "It looks like he's really back."

There were no black holes in that world, the air was gloomy and full of killers, and the Turtles won.

In this world, there are lovely black holes, the air is fragrant, and people are harmonious. Mei Chaofeng has achieved his dream and won.

"It's a pity that I can't bring the things back."

He sighed, recalling the feel of the black umbrella.

Augustine's protective umbrella is simply amazing, even more outrageous than the bulletproof umbrella in John Wick.

In addition to protective umbrellas, he is actually very greedy for other things, such as the muffler that can be 99% silent.

For example, the mask that instantly changes your appearance when you put it on once; for example, the black mask that can block harmful gases, it seems that it can only be used in dungeons.

It’s not that there are no good things, for example, the talisman-like power reward of the killing rules did not come back.

"Won't the fantasy copy affect reality?"

Su Xing thought to himself, the characteristics of the fantasy copy are not limited to this, he recalled the time when he just watched it.

"The interval between when I entered and when I came out was less than one second, plus the time error required to see the time, it was just a moment. At this moment, the world stopped for me."

Su Xing knew that this was just his subjective experience.

The logic behind it may not be so, just like a magician's trick.

But I have to say that this kind of stagnation is really romantic, and it is not in vain that he broke the killing ban in the dungeon.

……

Su Xing thought about it, and the stroking technique on his hands changed.

The technique gradually changed from massage to strangulation.

Seeing the black hole being tied up by the neck, it is about to return to the cat star in the next moment.

Su Xing reacted suddenly and instantly untied the strangulation. This action caused Black Hole's dissatisfaction.

It meowed, as if it was talking about the action it just made. That action was very comfortable, and it had no idea that it had already walked through the gate of hell.

"Damn, what's going on?"

Su Xing broke into a cold sweat and quickly began to meditate.

Meditation is also a skill he got from Augustine. It is like entering self-examination mode, which can analyze one's own mental state.

After this meditation, he immediately discovered something was wrong with himself.

Before that, he was Su Xing, a worker and writer, with the plug-in memory of the killer Augustine superimposed.

Now that he has internalized part of his memory, he is still Su Xing, but part of him has begun to become Augustine.

Just like the unconscious strangulation action just now, if you want to use one word to accurately describe this phenomenon, it would be...

Soul pollution.

This kind of pollution is not spontaneous, but passive.

The more he uses Augustine's power, the deeper the pollution becomes.

This is also the reason why he did not have symptoms at first. He had only used it in the dungeon, so it was more obvious.

Su Xing did not panic, but continued to maintain a meditative state, thinking about this issue in a rational state.

"Soul pollution itself is not a purely bad thing, its essence is learning and memory."

"Ordinary people can actually be "soul-polluted". As they grow up, learn and experience different things, they gradually become another person."

"The problem is that I learn too fast and too hard. Just like pouring a cup of Coke into a cup of water, it will naturally be dyed black quickly and I will forget that I am water."

"And what I face is not just this cup of Coke. Every new identity is a new cup of drink. It's like falling into a big dye vat."

Su Xing took a deep breath and discovered the problem.

He faces a double dilemma at the same time, physically and spiritually.

Physically, he needs to complete his identity mission. The more difficult it is, the more he needs to extract a new identity in order to survive.

Mentally, he needs to maintain his own purity and cannot use his identity memory and power frequently, which completely conflicts with the above needs.

"The two seem to have the same potential, but there is actually a solution."

"Soul pollution itself is not a bad thing, it is just a matter of speed and speed. It will be easier to handle according to this idea."
Chapter completed!