In an abandoned warehouse in the east of the city.

Dozens of gangsters surrounded the three men, and it was these three men who made more than 90% of their organization of several hundred people enter the police station.

A thin man looked at the three of them, smoking spicy sticks, but within two minutes both bags of spicy sticks were finished.

He is the boss of this organization.

The boss lit two more steel bars, and the fire burned like that.

When Wen Zhi saw this, something went wrong in his mind. He could see at a glance that it was a medium-thick steel bar, as thick as a finger.

He didn't even know why he was thinking in these strange directions.

I saw the boss holding the steel bar like a stick of incense. He even saw that the steel bar was really being consumed!

"Why are you shaking?"

The boss stared at the first person and asked.

"Because I'm afraid."

That man was sincere. How could he bear it if he was hit with this?

"coward."

The steel bar went directly through the first man's eyes, casually taking his life.

Then, the boss looked towards the second person.

"Why not hide?"

"Because I'm not afraid."

"Why aren't you afraid?"

"If you're not afraid, you're not afraid."

The boss nodded with satisfaction, he was a candidate to become the younger brother, but he already had a lot.

The steel bar flashed past like a stream of light, killing him with one blow.

"What are you pretending to be?"

He took a breath and spit it out slowly.

Wen Xiu was confused. Was he really treating the steel bars as incense and cigarettes?

Then the boss finally walked up to Wen Xuan, watched him carefully for a while, and then said:

"Wen Xiang, I remember your name, it's such a good name."

After hearing this, Wen Xiao smiled and said: "It's really difficult to deal with, and it scares me a lot, but your abilities don't seem to be that great either."

The first two people disappeared instantly, and their souls instantly returned to Wen Xiang's body, and he became a complete body.

"What?"

Everyone was shocked, what is going on?

Wen Xiao tapped his finger lightly, and he was the only one in the entire warehouse.

"There is no other way, we have to complete the task."

He clicked on the system, and today's task was completed. The last one: being tied up for ten minutes.

He now has about a day and a few minutes of transformation time. This time can be turned off at any time. When it is used up, he has to complete tasks to accumulate it.

And it took him 0.1 seconds to deal with these people.

"Friday's task is completed, 960 points, 1,200 points a week to get one day, 5,000 points a month to get a week."

He looked at it and saw that the full quota for one day was only 200. The completion rate was over 80%. Newbies would get one day first, and ten minutes would be added if they completed the full quota for one day.

He wasn't sure if he was punishing evil and promoting good, but he was indeed catching the bastards here. Could it be an illusion?

It’s impossible for people in this world who are doing good deeds and accumulating virtue to be murderous and arsonist in his eyes, right?

"Still doubting it?"

A person suddenly walked out of a portal. He looked younger than Wen Yao, but Wen Yao knew that this was an old monster of unknown age.

When Wen asked him his age, the other party responded like this: I don't want to tell you a number that you haven't heard until you die.

"You said that there are more than 8,000 rebirths of the earth here. It is essentially a hodgepodge."

He said indifferently, there are also police and relevant departments here, but there are super powers here.

But there are more than 8,000 earths with different styles. Some people have a much higher level of knowledge and vision of the earth than others.

"More than eight thousand is nothing. There are more than a billion rebirths on your planet, and they are not all at the same time. You may encounter the reincarnation of Qin Hui, but he may not have memories."

Wen Zhi rolled his eyes at the man. Wasn't he just saying this to make him hesitate?

How do you know other people's past? Even if you know it, how do you know whether others know your past?

"It's okay, don't worry, you have a good character and it is conducive to the development of the world,"

"I think it's conducive to your control, right?"

Wen Xiao still had a bad look on his face, and the man was not in a hurry and just left an ax behind.

Wen Shi took a look and saw that it had been made with tools at home in his previous life.

His father was a blacksmith in the village, and he also inherited his father's gene for being able to do things with his hands, but now his body couldn't do it.

"You said so, I brought it."

"Thanks."

He looked through it and found that there were two, one made by his father and one made by him.

At that time, the two of them had a competition to see who could do it better. It turned out that he liked crossing the line of fire and all kinds of fancy shapes, which made him look a little different.

However, it is very sharp, just like a flat version of thorns, with an unusual number of thorns and edges.

But you can probably tell that the double-headed ax has a lot of spikes and is not that symmetrical.

His father, however, simulated the shape of a giant axe, only not that big, but still looked very powerful.

"As you said, if you want to control objects, flying axes is indeed a good idea."

The man looked at the flying ax flying in the air with no expression. He just thought that Wen Xiang was stupid and his spatial ability must be very poor.

"Isn't that nonsense? People can't fly. The space is so big, we can only imagine it."

Wen Xiang was upset, but he had to admit that on the first day he was taken there, everyone in the unit thought he was stupid.

"Your spatial imagination is indeed very poor. You are like a blind man trying to grasp an elephant. If this continues, at the same level, you will be played to death by smart people."

The man threw him a tablet. On it was a comprehensive test about intelligence. Wen Xiao exceeded about 15% of people.

Even the most intelligent people on Earth before him were not among the top 20% here.

"Although this does not fully represent the level of intelligence in combat thinking, emergency response, and life-saving.

Take fighting as an example, you have no idea what the human body can do.

Since I will be your examiner for one year, tomorrow’s task, hehehe, just wait.”

The man left, and Wen Xiao saw that he had walked out of the warehouse inexplicably. In the blink of an eye, the warehouse collapsed.

"Aren't you going to catch the bad guys?"

"I have to make you a little smarter, at least smart enough that you won't be smart but will be mistaken for being smart."

He was a little speechless. He was just an ordinary person. If it were so easy to become smart, how come he hadn't lived for fifty years?

Thinking about the two lives, the previous one died before the age of thirty, and now it is too soon. The lives of the vanguard are not safe.

There is no guarantee that you will fail the task you are doing, but the temptation is really high. If you can achieve it, you will be immortal in the future.

"Approximately how far do I need to be to become an ace?"

"Ace is like a hammer to a god-level expert, but you are not as good as a hammer to an ace."

Harsh words failed to break through the defense. Wen Zhi smiled. Isn't this character's favorite words to say something that hits people?

But that person also knew what he was thinking, so he added: "I forgot to mention that for me, a god-level powerhouse needs a hammer."

"What's the meaning?"
Chapter completed!