The cigarette curled up and landed on the arm, making a soft sizzle and leaving a scorch mark.
The strong man shrank his hands in pain.
Zhuo Junyan remained motionless, with the gun in his hand. He did not turn his head back and turned his wrist.
Fire a blind shot behind you.
In the sudden sound of gunshots, blood flowers appeared in the sky.
"Ouch!" The strong man groaned in pain, holding his lower abdomen and falling back.
Shocked and angry: "Despicable! He stabbed someone in the back!"
Zhuo Junyan then turned around.
He smiled: "I like the way you talk like a bitch."
He speaks and shoots at the same time, and his movements are coherent and done in one go.
Gunfire and thunder reappeared, the strong man wailed and fell back, and the bullets opened large bloody flowers on his body.
The strong man still stood firm and flew into the air: "I remember you!"
"What kind of memory does a dead man want?" Zhuo Junyan waved his hand and fired two more shots. The strong man shot blood in the air and fell to the ground wailing.
This time he really couldn't hold it any longer.
Zhuo Junyan walked over leisurely: "Most people would have died long ago if they were shot. You were shot four times and you were still able to jump and say harsh words. Not bad!"
The gun was pointed at the strong man's head.
The strong man wailed loudly: "Spare my life! I surrender!"
Everyone behind was dumbfounded when they saw this scene.
The sword-wielding man from before rushed towards him: "Don't kill him! He is from the Tiger Gang..."
Bang bang bang!
Zhuo Junyan did nothing but fire three shots in a row.
The bullets penetrated both of his eyes, and the third bullet hit the strong man directly between his eyebrows.
The strong man's body jumped a few times and stopped moving.
Seeing this scene, everyone on the roadside was frightened and backed away one after another.
But what happened next made everyone want to vomit - Zhuo Junyan knelt down and inserted his fingers into the dead man's forehead.
The man with the sword came a step late and was slightly dissatisfied: "Hey, this person is dead, why are you doing this!"
Zhuo Junyan didn't even raise his head: "Everything is useless after death, waste should be used. Why should you regret it? Why should you care?"
The wind blew up along the long street, bringing with it the smell of blood;
Gun smoke filled the air, with a hint of sulfur smell.
Against the backdrop of the bloody twilight, along with the man's ruthless words and thunderous strikes, this man's ruthlessness is even more highlighted!
This made everyone feel fearful, and for a moment they didn't dare to look at him.
At this moment, Zhuo Junyan had already pulled out his index finger to see how deep the brain was stained on his finger. He then took off the deceased's clothes and examined the wounds on his chest. He quickly made a judgment in his mind.
Bullets generally create huge cavities when entering the human body, but in this person's case, the performance was not that obvious.
It felt as if there was some power inside him that prevented the cavity effect from amplifying. However, he was shot too many times, and Zhuo Junyan was still dead even if he didn't reload.
In the end, it's just a matter of force.
But at least he has the qualifications to hold on!
I picked up the money bag from the man and saw that there was only a small amount of broken silver, so I accepted it without mercy.
Said to himself: "I don't know if everyone is like this or just him..."
He didn't understand this world yet and should have kept a low profile.
However, his personality makes him unwilling to bow his head, and his system prevents him from being able to keep a low profile.
If that's the case, then just do whatever you want, the hegemon will have no fear, and you won't take others into consideration at all.
At this moment, I was suspicious, and saw more than ten deterrence upgrades popping up on the system. I knew that my vicious actions just now scared everyone nearby.
Very good.
Zhuo Junyan looks at the deterrence value, 26.
At this moment, a number of two hundred suddenly popped up, making the deterrence value 226.
"The second mission is completed, the system rewards 200 deterrents."
This made Zhuo Junyan slightly surprised.
According to the standard procedure, the second task should be more difficult to complete than the first one, right? But I obviously completed it easily.
Could it be that……
Zhuo Junyan looked at the gun in his hand and thought: Could it be that the system did not include the gun when evaluating the difficulty of the mission? As a result, it would be easier to kill someone by leapfrogging than to earn three hundred intimidation?
At this time, the system has popped up a new prompt.
"The second mission is completed, start the system service."
The next moment, a large menu appeared in front of Zhuo Junyan.
The entire menu is divided into three categories.
They are Kung Fu, Strange Techniques and Strange Treasures.
However, the magic and treasures cannot be opened.
Zhuo Junyan clicked on the Kung Fu method and saw that there were two types of Kung Fu methods: Mental Technique and Martial Skill.
Mind Dharma: The fundamental method of martial arts practice. Everything is based on the Mind Dharma.
Martial arts: superficial techniques of martial arts practice. There are methods but no techniques, and it is difficult to perform magical skills.
You have said so, then you must first learn the mental method.
Zhuo Junyan clicked on the Kaixin method and saw a series of lists of exercises.
Nine types of mind, including the Eternal Cloud Technique, the Dragon Controlling Heaven Sutra, the Vajra Indestructible Sutra, the Great Dream Huangliang Sutra, the Taiyi Dongxuan Sutra, the Great Sun Qiankun Kung Fu, the Liangyi Chaosheng Sutra, the Thousand Earth Rebirth Sutra, and the Creation of Nature Sutra.
method, followed by annotations.
Zhuo Junyan was still looking carefully, but the knife-wielding man looked at Zhuo Junyan curiously: "I am the inspector general Jin Wuxin, are you a stranger?"
Stranger?
Zhuo Junyan remembered the strange magic on the system interface.
Turning off the music, he asked: "Why do you say that?"
Jin Wuxin replied: "The object in your hand was fired without the use of internal force, and he was dressed in strange clothes, and there was an inexplicable singing voice around him. All these things make him a stranger."
His words were confident and there was no malice at all, but his words were sonorous and aggressive!
Zhuo Junyan didn't answer, just looked at his feet.
There were corpses on the streets, and blood lingered in the streets, adding a touch of blood to the eyes.
Looking ahead and into the distance, you can see ancient and simple houses scattered in rows, and the local customs and customs are all in front of you. In the distance is a stretch of clear water and green mountains, which gives you a somewhat pure, elegant and pastoral scenery.
This scene of mountains and rivers is like poetry and painting, adding a bit of blood to highlight the world!
He just stood there, silent, seemingly silent, but in fact it was just to feel again whether the experience at this moment was real.
The mountain wind blew strongly, causing the hem of his clothes to sway, and against the scarred face, he seemed a bit brave.
He also unintentionally showed a murderous intention, which made everyone feel frightened again.
Could it be that a murderous god has been recruited?
If you disagree, you will be killed.
Kill someone even if you are in a bad mood?
Jin Wuxin looked slightly nervous when he saw him like this.
There are many strong men here, and many are murderous.
Jin Wuxin's martial arts skills are mediocre and he can't afford to offend many people, but as a head catcher he can't ignore him, so he should be careful with his words and find out the truth first, so as not to accidentally offend a strong man and suffer misfortune.
Fortunately, Zhuo Junyan did not take action.
Once again confirming that all this was not a dream, he said: "You are quite good at reasoning."
Jin Wuxin was puzzled: "What is reasoning?"
"Those who speculate calculate, those who reason, sort out. Sort out the things in front of you, calculate the unknown results, and combine them into reasoning. The vast world can be sorted out, but it is difficult to figure out the myriad threads. Therefore, it is easy to sort out, but difficult to figure out. In the end, there are things that are difficult to sort out, and it is convenient.
It’s rare to achieve positive results!”
"You mean..."
"Your reasoning is wrong."
"So, who are you?"
"Amnesia man."
Amnesia?
Jin Wuxin's long face showed astonishment: "You don't remember anything? Then you know how to kill someone?"
"Survival instinct."
"If this is instinct, then maybe you were a violent robber before you lost your memory."
"Are you going to arrest me for this?"
"The identity is unknown and cannot be dealt with casually."
"I killed someone."
"Bai Zhong kills people and buys goods, so he deserves to die. He took you first, and you are not guilty of killing him to protect yourself. But if you still attack him ruthlessly after subduing him, you will not be rewarded. But if you continue to kill people, I
I will catch you!"
Perhaps after hearing Zhuo Junyan's story about amnesia, Jin Wuxin knew that the other party was not some fierce dragon crossing the river, so he calmed down and began to speak tougher.
Zhuo Junyan chuckled: "Everything in the world is unpredictable, who knows."
The two of them stopped talking and faced each other.
The atmosphere suddenly became depressing.
The wind blows, the clothes carry the wind, and murderous intent lurks.
Pedestrians around had no reason to feel like a storm was about to come.
But the next moment, the murderous intention suddenly disappeared, and the wind stopped and the rain stopped.
In the end it was nothing more than an invisible confrontation.
It rises from the wind and disappears from the force!
It's as if it doesn't exist.
Finally, Jin Wuxin broke the deadlock with a long laugh: "You are quite interesting."
Zhuo Junyan said casually: "Is this Bai Zhong very powerful?"
"It depends on how it compares."
"I have lost my memory. I don't know anything now. Can you tell me something?"
Jin Wuxin nodded: "Yes!"
As the head catcher here, it is his duty to investigate the identity of the suspected murderer.
A person who met Zhuo Junyan suddenly appeared here for a thorough investigation.
Zhuo Junyan's request entered his heart and followed his will.
I agree.
Zhuo Junyan said: "Find a tea stall to talk."
Jin Wuxin waved his hand: "What kind of tea are you drinking? After drinking, you will speak the truth!"
Zhuo Junyan shook his head: "I am a person who only loses my virginity after drinking, but never loses my words. Besides, I don't like drinking either."
Jin Wuxin's eyes widened: "You dare to kill people but don't dare to drink?"
Zhuo Junyan said with a scarred face: "I like killing people, but I don't like drinking."
The two faced off again like cocks.
Everyone took a step back together, and the intimidation was silent.
In the end, Jin Wuxin took a step back and broke the awkward situation: "Okay! Good boy! You have the guts! In that case, let's have tea!"
What he said was rough and grand, but it was a pity that drinking tea should be polite and elegant. Such lofty sentiments did not insult the style of the tea ceremony. The heroic spirit in my heart suddenly diminished, and I just felt that it was boring.
Waving his hands, the group of people had taken Bai Zhong's body away.
Someone also wanted to ask Zhuo Junyan for his wallet, but Jin Wuxin glared at him: "Did you kill him? If you don't have the diamond, don't think about the dead man's wealth!"