I died and became a god in the game

At around eight o'clock in the evening, Shen Senguang spent a gold coin to enter the world of "Chainsaw Villains".

There were still a bunch of banners and yellow and black striped warning signs, as well as a few male and female students in T-shirts playing some kind of psychic game around the sewer. Shen Senguang glanced at them, adjusted his collar, and walked out.

Since the chainsaw massacre incident was revealed, this area suddenly became popular and became a slightly famous internet celebrity area, attracting many adventure bloggers.

Shen Senguang followed the correct route in his memory, found the sewer exit, and walked out of the sewer.

Just like last time, he successfully grabbed a motorcycle and left here directly.

Not to mention, it really feels like a violent motorcycle.

It was dusk in the game world. He found Angel's house and knocked on the door.

Angel was no longer surprised by his elusiveness. "I had a premonition this morning that I would see you Darling again soon. I didn't expect to see you now."

She invited Shen Senguang in, and the latest news was still playing on the TV.

[The Human Alliance space station was attacked by terrorists, and many countries were involved in scandals. The Sakura Country government repeatedly issued denials, saying that the so-called kamikaze agents did not exist. The outbreak of the scandal made it possible for the cabinet to be reorganized. 】

[Currently, due to the attack, the space station’s scheduled plans have been postponed indefinitely.]

Angel led him up to the second floor, and Shen Senguang discovered that Angel now had a guest. Two blond girls wearing only underwear came out of Angel's bedroom. Looking at the pile of bridge cards on the floor in the bedroom, he knew that they had been there before. What to do.

Angel introduced them to them generously: "This is what I often tell you, my benefactor, Shen Senguang."

The eyes of her two best friends were shining brightly, as if they heard someone famous.

"Oh, you are that Shen Senguang. You seem to be quite famous. I have heard his name several times before."

"Well, I didn't expect that we could still be with celebrities."

"Handsome guy, come over and have a cocktail. By the way, do you like to play bridge?"

Shen Senguang rubbed his forehead and felt quite a headache. It seemed that his 1 point of legend had an effect.

Bai Nu's favorite things are athletes and social experts, and her own legend, coupled with the perfect figure obtained after performing the metal digester ceremony, is a dimension-reducing blow to them.

Looking at the dazzling eyes of those two girls, I knew what they wanted to do.

Angel quickly said: "Sisters, my Darling is from China, which is more conservative. Don't scare others."

"And Darling doesn't like too many people."

As she spoke, she quickly pushed Shen Senguang out of the bedroom and changed to another room.

In the study, Shen Senguang told Angel the purpose of his trip and gave him 20,000 yuan.

Angel glanced at the RMB, shook his head, and said with a smile: "What do I need these things for?"

"You can't spend it in North America."

"If I go to a bank to exchange my money, given their efficiency, I would have to wait a few weeks to make an appointment to exchange it for RMB."

Angel pushed away the RMB in Shen Senguang's hand. "We are friends, so don't use money to argue."

Angel's family seems to be pretty good, at least a middle-class family. In the eyes of people in other parts of the world, middle-class families in the United States of America are living a wealthy life.

It is roughly a small mansion + a few luxury cars + a big yard + a lifestyle without too much pressure to go to school.

Angel said: "I will take you there tomorrow."

"Today you can choose any room in my house. Good night, Darling."

She raised her palms apologetically and waved them. "Today I have to deal with my two best friends."

"Why haven't you seen Mary?" Shen Senguang asked curiously.

When Angel heard about Mary, he said unhappily: "Her, huh, I just recently learned that Mary is a bitch."

"She has been kicked out of the Spice Girls."

Shen Senguang blinked and did not continue to ask.

The white girl's small group kicks and pulls people in every day, and their campus bullying is quite serious.

…

The next day, after Shen Senguang held the ceremony as usual, he feasted again.

At six o'clock in the morning the next day, the effects of the ritual faded away. At this time, Shen Senguang discovered that although his muscles were very well-proportioned and not particularly exaggerated, his strength seemed to have faintly exceeded the results of ordinary people's exercise. .

He charged up and punched in the gym, hitting a force of 180 kilograms.

You know, boxing champion Tyson only had 200 kilograms of force after accumulating for 10 minutes, while a Siberian tiger's full-strength slap only had 200 kilograms of force.

And Shen Senguang, without learning many skills, actually hit a force of 180 kilograms with all his strength.

This shows that he is already a humanoid beast.

Unfortunately, when the third ceremony was held, the Lord of Red and Black would come to demand the price, so he could only hold it for the second time.

At around ten o'clock in the morning, Angel took her into the local shooting club.

The coach is a mixed-race black man. He doesn't have much patience with the guests. He always curses and raps.

What the hell, shit, idiot, even when Shen Senguang saw him giving shooting instructions to a black customer, when the customer illegally opened the insurance, he actually called the customer Nico.

This kind of racially discriminatory word is absolutely banned in North America. If a white person dares to say this word to a black person, he will be finished.

It's a pity that black people are saying this word now.

After the guest finished shooting a magazine, Shen Senguang and Angel passed through the waiting area and entered the training venue.

When the black coach saw the two people coming in, he immediately said: "No, no, we can only shoot one person at a time here."

"One of you can go out."

Angel went out immediately.

The black coach showed Shen Senguang the action of opening the safety and the correct shooting posture, and then asked Shen Senguang: "Have you learned this before?"

"No, but I have driven and robbed many times."

The black coach raised his head and looked at Shen Senguang in particular. In their impression, Chinese people rarely fired guns.

"Then I don't have to hold your hand to help you shoot. You can shoot it yourself. I will stand behind and guide you." The black coach said standing behind Shen Senguang.

Shen Senguang nodded. For a genius, it is not very important whether he has a teacher.

Sometimes the teacher will ask you to take fewer paths, and sometimes the teacher will ask you to take more wrong paths.

He pressed the trigger, and except for the first shot which did not hit the red heart and only hit the innermost ring, the other shots all hit the red heart.

The black coach looked at Shen Senguang differently, but said nothing, because in the United States of America, shootings occur every day.

Many senior players here are members of nearby militia groups and have received certain shooting training. Even if a sharpshooter appears, it is not unusual.

But, it's really awesome.

The black coach rolled his eyes, thinking that he probably had nothing to do with him, so he raised his phone and started scrolling through Twitter.