I am A Villain

"Why does this person appear here ?! Shouldn't he be outside?"

"You ask me, who do I ask?"

"Are you sure that the guy is him?"

"I can't be wrong. I connected Laomai's glasses. The picture was recognized. The turtle tattoo on his back is him!"

"But there seems to be something more, what is that metal installation?"

"So much control? If you kill him, we will be alive!"

"It's that easy?"

"Anyway, it's dead!"

"makes sense!"

Around Yang, there are many ruins of broken buildings.

You can even see some building signs from the past.

But these things are now broken, like they were swept away by bombers.

Yang didn't know why these guys hiding in the surrounding shadows didn't do it for a long time.

However, he can definitely hear these guys, although the content of the words is very rude, but the tone reveals a sense of dread and fear.

As for why he can hear their conversation.

That's not easy. Yang's hearing frequency range and sensitivity have been enhanced to an inhuman level. These guys thought that the sound from the headphones plugged in their ears would not be noticed by Yang. Not a normal human

"Ok"

Yang heard all the conversations of those hidden.

Although half-knowledge.

But at least to be sure, the other party recognized his identity.

Because he had his upper body naked at the moment, and they recognized the tattoo of the narwhal who had been cut on his back through the picture.

"Ok."

Yang pouted his lips.

He lowered his head and looked at the guy called Laomai, the unlucky ghost who had just broken his neck.

This guy doesn't wear any glasses

But after thinking for two seconds, Yang understood.

He stretched out his finger and dug Lao Mai's left eye out of his eye socket.

Sure enough, after the eyeball, which looks very normal, is pulled out, it is not nerve tissue that connects the brain to the back, but some very precise electronic circuits.

This is a fake eye.

And it is a very high-end electronic eye, although this method has long been seen by the staff of the company.

"Is it popular now?"

Yang muttered.

He put the slimy eyeball in front of him and looked at it.

At this time, the dirty face of Yang appeared in part of the vision of the armed concealers around him. The pixels were high, and even Yang's nose hair could be clearly seen.

"How are you?"

Yang waved at everyone and smiled.

"Damn!"

"He found us!"

"Do it!"

On this ruined land.

A series of earth-shaking sounds broke out.

All kinds of messy weapons broke out like Star Wars

The dilapidated buildings on and around the ground were destroyed again.

Finally, after the battle has completely subsided.

On the ground where weeds were originally, there were more than 20 dead bodies with some indescribable descriptions.

The only thing remains the same, but Yang is still standing there without any scars on his body.

So far, he has fought against all kinds of abnormal creatures, and the fighting power of those things is basically far beyond ordinary creatures.

auzw.com So when he meets these ordinary humans with "fine skin and tender meat" now.

Four words.

——Chop melon and cut vegetables.

But Yang's expression was a bit bleak.

There was some regret on his face.

Looking at the blood on his hands.

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Of course not confessing his indiscriminate killing

He regretted that he was still unable to hold his hands even when his hands were injured, causing him to fail to stay alive.

Yang really wants to catch a living mouth and ask what the world is all about.

Even if it's traversed, why not clarify the settings and levels of this new world?

"After all, those are all written like this."

Yang sighed.

The blood on his hand rubbed against the body of a corpse.

It is worth mentioning that.

Yang wiped the blood from his hand and found that the penetrating wound on his wrist seemed to have recovered almost.

No, it has been completely restored.

It's just that he subconsciously thought that the wound was still there, or that during this period he was completely used to the long-lasting pain, so he didn't realize that the wound had healed quietly.

But then think about it.

Before his death, that is, when Zhou Wen injected him with an unknown chemical guiding substance, the magnetic force of the magnetic device on his chest was greatly reduced in advance.

In other words, his current physical state has basically returned to the original state of highly burning.

Cells replicate and die with high frequency.

It seems that this can only be explained.

He didn't die under Zhou Wen's chemical agent, he survived successfully and traveled to another dimension world?

Isn't that cool?

Because in this world, he will hang up soon, after all, the burning of life in the body continues.

But why did it cross?

This **** is under the name of science fiction, so it is completely unreasonable to dress unreasonably.

In other words, I have always lived in this world. The previous world was just a dream?

"Fuck, you shouldn't look at the dream space! What ghosts are in your head?"

Yang rolled his eyes and interrupted his meaningless thoughts.

Originally, it doesn't matter how I got here, but now I can't help but think about it, it's really fragrant, and it's crackling.

After leaving all these messy ideas behind.

Yang found a clean guy among the piles of corpses, and took off the other party's equipment, including pants, shoes, outerwear and a black cloak.

I don't know why, these guys are covered in cloaks.

This retro decoration looks a little out of place with other high-tech armed configurations on them.

However, as if he had followed the customs, Yang also put on a cloak.

To his regret, none of these twenty-something guys were actually equipped with weapons like daggers.

In desperation, Yang can only pick up a weapon that looks relatively pleasing to the eye, and walk on foot in the direction of the denser buildings that can be seen in the field of vision.

The sky was rolling with fire and clouds, and there was nothing.

It is impossible to see whether this is Chaoyang or Xixia.

The old colors cover every corner of the field of vision.

Yang slowly walked on the wilderness.

As everyone knows, there is a very small flying device following him at a high altitude in the distance.

And inside the flying device, a piece of data from Lao Mai's electronic eye has been transferred to another place.

That's the one--

"How are you?"

Yang said, waving his hand to the camera.