Life Copy Game

Thin and smooth tentacles gradually wrapped around the woman's body, hanging her high. scribe

The tips of some of the tentacles wrapped around the woman's ankles began to protrude with needle-like spikes.

"Witt, what do you want to do?"

The woman struggled hard, but her strength could not resist the entanglement of the tentacles. As a result, the tentacles became tighter and tighter.

Just like an anaconda in the jungle, when devouring its prey, it will always entangle the prey tightly.

Soon, the woman felt a strong suffocating feeling as her chest was being squeezed.

"Don't worry,"

Witte picked up a piece of pizza and took a bite. The fine needle-like spikes pierced the woman's ankle. "Some simple sedatives," Li said.

He put his cheek in front of the woman's hanging head and showed a somewhat crazy and ferocious smile.

"I don't like eating dead meat. The fresher the meat, the better it tastes, so sleep, sleep. When you are sleeping, I will put you on a long table covered with ice cubes, and then pick up With a table knife, cut off the best-tasting parts of your body, piece by piece..."

Thick saliva undulated from between his white teeth, "Dip a little bit of my secret mustard sauce..."

The woman struggled to say something, but strong sleepiness swept through her mind layer by layer. Her vision began to blur, and she was even unable to control her tongue and mouth.

Bang-bang-

At this moment, the sound of light and slow footsteps stepping on the steps of leather shoes came from behind everyone.

"Excuse me," the old voice echoed in the quiet courtyard, "Is this Werther's home?"

"Who are you?"

Witte turned his head, and tentacles emerged from the ground.

"A father who lost his child."

He Ao raised his head and glanced at Werther, holding the crank crutch in his hand and continuing to walk forward step by step.

Then he suddenly stopped, and a tentacle that originally predicted his movement from the front and struck him cut through the void and passed in front of him.

He Ao bent down and picked up the butterfly knife on the ground. At the same time, a tentacle coming from behind also passed through his back.

"Did any of you drop the knife?" Li

He Ao straightened up and looked forward.

The woman hanging by the tentacles was now unconscious and could only hear some hazy sounds.

Werther turned around completely and stared at Howe.

From the two seemingly 'coincidental' dodges just now, he realized that the old man in front of him was not as simple as he seemed.

"Old man, have I seen you?"

Witte stared at He Ao, and more and more tentacles began to target He Ao, "What do you want from me?"

"I just want to ask you, who asked you to set the fire?" Li

He Ao put the crutch in his hand on the ground, stopped, and looked at Werther calmly.

While speaking, he activated his super memory, and then placed a mark on Werther.

Werther's thoughts were very messy, full of chaotic noise and a strong sense of hunger.

But fortunately, he was not crazy enough to completely transform into a monster, so He Ao was still able to capture some of his thoughts through the markers placed by Super Memory.

"I thought of you, old man,"

After He Ao asked this question, Witte sneered, "It seems that you have dealt with all those incompetent wastes? But you are still a bit stupid to take the initiative to come to me. Is it because you are old and have Alzheimer's disease?"

Werther did not answer Heao's question, but directly taunted him. scribe

And Ho Ao never thought of asking Witt to answer the question.

Normally, when people are questioned, the answer will appear in their mind for the first time. The moment He Ao asked the question, he got the answer from Witte's mind through the mark, 'Black Market'.

This was all the information that Witt thought of immediately. He got this commission from a client on the black market.

He Ao raised his head and stared at Werther.

"Old man, you can't hide this time."

Werther laughed, "I don't like Lao Chai's bad-tasting meat. It's such a pity, so I'll ask you to die."

Countless tentacles flew out from behind him and rushed towards He Ao like a sweeping storm. scribe

Corresponding to the frivolity in his language, the tentacles he sent out this time were far more than those that attacked the woman before.

He valued He Ao much more than the woman who was half-suspended in the air at this moment.

At this moment, the woman's body was swaying in the air, and her vision was completely blurred, but she could tell through the hazy voice that it was an old man.

She wanted to make a sound, but the intense sleepiness made her almost lose control of her body.

She tried to gather the last bit of strength in her body and bit the tip of her tongue. The severe pain and the strong iron smell in the blood made her wake up briefly.

She looked in the blurry direction of the old man in her field of vision, opened her mouth, and shouted in a soft, hoarse voice with some confusion,

"Quick...Run...Run..."

He Ao raised his head and glanced at the woman. He raised the butterfly knife in his hand, and the closed handle spread out like flying butterfly wings.

At this moment, he was completely different from when he first entered this courtyard. At that time, he could only rely on Sito's own physical strength, his own combat consciousness and prediction to avoid Werther's attack.

But now, the power of super memory filled his body.

He raised his crutch with his other hand, and rushed out like a phantom. The wide butterfly knife flew in the wind, like petals falling with the light of the knife, and cut off the 'tentacle chain' floating in the air with one knife.

However, He Ao did not cut off all the tentacles, but consciously cut off those tentacles that were about to attack him or that were blocking his path.

As blood gushed out from the severed limb, the wriggling tentacles fell on the lawn. Almost in an instant, before Werther could react, He Ao was already in front of him.

Ho Ao once again unfolded the handle of the butterfly knife in front of Werther, and the sharp blade circled in his hand like a dexterous little snake. scribe

Before Witte could be surprised by He Ao's speed, his eyes were attracted by the complicated butterfly sword light.

And at the moment when his attention became more concentrated, He Ao grasped the handle of the knife. He concentrated the power on his arm to form a strengthening circuit. The light of the knife pierced out like lightning, piercing Werther's heart. The sharp tip of the knife Revealed from Werther's back.

Bright red blood spattered on the delicate collar of the formal suit.

He Ao pulled out the butterfly knife, took a half step back and stared at Werther.

Werther's eyes widened, and the expression on his face ranged from concentration to surprise to disbelief.

In fact, only five seconds had passed since he had just launched all his tentacle attacks.

Life and death are only in these five seconds. scribe

He leaned forward and fell to the ground.

He Ao's attack just now shattered his energy gathering point.

The tentacles that were tightly wrapped around the hanging woman also fell from the sky.

He Ao turned around and raised his hand, and the sharp knife light cut through the tentacles that tightly wrapped around the woman as she fell.

These tentacles disintegrated in the air and fell to the ground one step ahead of the woman, becoming a buffer for the woman's fall.

At this time, He Ao raised the butterfly knife. The light of the knife flew in his hand, folded, and finally returned to the appearance of the blade being folded back and hidden in the handle.

The woman who fell to the ground briefly regained consciousness due to the pain of the fall. She looked at He Ao's blurry figure in her field of vision with some confusion. scribe

And He Ao handed her the folded butterfly knife in his hand, "Your butterfly knife?"

The woman raised her head with difficulty. She stared at He Ao's blurry figure. She had not yet reacted to this violent sudden change. Hazy memories emerged in her mind. She opened her mouth, "Knife... you ······knife······"

Finally, the overwhelming sleepiness overcame her and she fell into a deep sleep.

He Ao, who was squatting in front of her, looked at the person who fainted in front of him in confusion.

The woman in front of him was dressed neatly in a red delivery girl's outfit, but her temperament and behavior were not that of a delivery boy. Moreover, she appeared in Werther's courtyard and seemed to be someone who was hostile to Werther.

Witt's identity is the boss of the Eagle Claw Gang. The enemy of this gang member is either another gang member, the St. John Police Department, or the FBI.

This woman just asked him to escape. She seems to have a righteous stance. Coupled with the extraordinary events, it is very likely that she is from the FBI. scribe

However, the presence of the FBI in St. John City is very low. During Sito's more than half a century of life, there was very little news about the FBI. Especially in the past ten years, there has been almost no news. It doesn't look like they can organize the manpower to clean up the extraordinary gang.

Or is it some kind of FBI-like organization within the St. Jon Police Department?

He Ao shook his head. The information he had access to now was too little, and it was not enough to restore the identity of the woman in front of him.

He thought for a moment and quickly picked up the woman.

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Outside the courtyard gate, Jia Qian, who was sitting in an off-road vehicle, raised her head and stared blankly at the woman held in her grandfather's arms, "Grandpa, where did you pick up this sister?"

"I picked it up in the yard," Li

He Ao put the woman down and leaned against the wall, then reached out to his granddaughter and said, "Jia Qian, give me the syringe."

"good."

Jia Qian quickly handed the syringe with the emblem of Qunxing Pharmaceutical in her hand to He Ao.

All He Ao's movements along the way were very fast, and only fifteen seconds had passed since he activated his super memory.

He Ao leaned against the wall, took a deep breath, held the syringe tightly, and turned off super memory at the same time.

A huge feeling of fatigue suddenly swept over me.

At this moment, He Ao felt that his heartbeat stopped briefly, and then his whole body began to weaken rapidly. He felt that his breathing was becoming more and more difficult. scribe

He Ao clenched the adrenaline in his hand, and just when he was about to insert the needle tip of the syringe into his body, a soft force instantly filled his body, causing his almost still heart to beat again.

Come alive.

He Ao put down the syringe in his hand.

He glanced at the personal attributes in his field of vision.

【He Ao (Xituo)】

[Permission Level: Advanced Player]

[Physical fitness: 1194 (7)] Official

[Skills: Talent Sequence 272: Super Memory (Level C), Basic Firearms Mastery (Soul Part), Talent Sequence 72: Hidden Mage (Level C) (Unusable)]

[Mechanical modification: none]

[Martial Arts: Refining Qi and Transforming into God (Level C) (some can be used)]

Physical fitness is 7, which is 3 less than normal people in the dungeon world.

Of course, this physical fitness is not based on explosive physical fitness. When Sito explodes, his physical fitness should be around 15-17.

This should also be Sito's physical fitness in his prime.

But Sito is too old, all his organs are aging, and strong muscles cannot stop his life from ending. scribe

Although he is healthy enough compared to old people of the same age, this still does not change the fact that he is an old man.

The fitness method he practices is somewhat similar to Regit's body-building technique, but it is far inferior to the body-building technique. It is more like some kind of super 'youth version' fitness method that has been improved and is more acceptable to people.

Under normal circumstances, this fitness method can help Xito prolong his life and live safely into his seventies or eighties.

But the death of his wife, as well as the disappearance and death of his son and daughter-in-law, dealt a major blow to his spirit.

In the month since his son disappeared, he had hardly done any exercise.

And this is what He Ao has always been worried about.

After being promoted to C level, Super Memory will consume part of the body's energy every time it is used. scribe

Pate in the previous copy of Fountain of Youth had a physical fitness of only 4, but that was the number when he was weak. His overall organs were relatively energetic, and his potential vitality was actually very strong.

As for Xi Tuo's old and weak body, most of its organs have aged and may not be able to support the loss of super memory.

Aging is a problem that He Ao has to face.

So he bought an epinephrine.

The epinephrine injection developed by Qunxing Pharmaceutical can give people a short-term surge of energy.

Just using it may cause permanent damage to the body, making the body even weaker after recovery than before.

This thing, in a sense, overdraws human life and potential. scribe

But it should be enough to deal with the energy loss after using super memory for a short period of time.

But instead of injecting adrenaline directly, he was waiting for something else.

On the first day of each copy, the system will have a healing effect to allow He Ao to recover from serious injuries.

This time, Xi Tuo's injury was not serious enough, so He Ao never felt the therapeutic effect.

But He Ao felt that this effect should not disappear out of thin air, and should appear after the injury reaches a certain level.

Sure enough, after the body weakened to a certain extent, this therapeutic effect appeared.

He Ao put away the syringe. scribe

This therapeutic effect is also the reason why he is in such a hurry tonight.

After all, this thing seems to be limited time and has never appeared on the second day. Tomorrow he will come back to deal with Witte, a C-level monster. Although it has just passed C-level and is not a very strong monster, he still has to pay the price himself. No Treatment is at the bottom. .

Be good at using the rules of the game.

After getting rid of Werther, he could also get a short respite.

Otherwise, the Eagle Claw Gang's pursuit may not stop.

After his body recovered a little, He Ao began to organize and recall the information he had just sensed in Werther's mind using super memory.

The time just now was short, and not much information was obtained, but judging from the thoughts that flashed through Werther's mind, the initial 'commission' Werther received did not clearly include Sito's grandson. scribe

The commission at that time was just to burn down the house and destroy everything left by Sito's son.

But later when Werther sent someone to follow him, he discovered the existence of Sito's grandfather and grandson, and they moved directly into his son's house.

After confirming the existence of Sito's grandson, Werther directly decided to burn them and the house together.

In fact, the commission fee for this commission is actually not high, only less than 10,000 federal coins. It seems to be the commission fee for a small house, and does not include murder.

Judging from this situation, the 'client' actually does not value the Sito family.

However, Witte and the client seemed to have done business many times and were very familiar with each other, so after discovering Mr. Sito and his wife, he immediately decided to put their lives at risk.

"Grandpa!"

And just when He Ao was leaning against the wall to collect his thoughts, Jia Qian jumped out of the window of the off-road vehicle, rushed directly in front of He Ao, grabbed He Ao's hand, and looked at He Ao with wide eyes.

"Grandpa is fine."

He Ao reached out and rubbed the little girl's head, then staggered to his feet.

At this time, an unmanned taxi stopped in front of them. This was the taxi that He Ao had booked before entering.

Jia Qian watched He Ao's expression carefully. After making sure that He Ao was okay, she asked with some confusion,

"Grandpa, why do we need to take a taxi?"

"Because we just borrowed this off-road vehicle to drive back here. Now that the vehicle has been delivered, we can no longer drive it away," Li said.

He Ao picked up the woman on the ground and put her into the back seat of the unmanned taxi. Then he stretched out his hand and rubbed his granddaughter's head, "Okay, let's send this sister to the hospital. Let's go home! Go back to grandpa's house!" "

"good!"

Jia Qian nodded excitedly.

Then the two of them got into the taxi together.

He Ao first changed the location and changed the destination to the nearest hospital of Qunxing Pharmaceutical. Then he held the woman and walked into the hospital.

At the outpatient department, the hospital first swiped the woman's bracelet to confirm that she had purchased insurance and had sufficient balance in her account, then helped her handle emergency procedures and sent her to the emergency room.

After stating that he had no relationship with the woman, the hospital did not force He Ao to sign any documents. scribe

With insurance, identity, and an account, the hospital can bill the woman directly and charge her credit card.

After confirming that the woman was admitted, He Ao left.

Fortunately, the woman had medical insurance, otherwise he would have sent her to an underground doctor.

By the time He Ao finished everything and walked out of the hospital, Jia Qian was already so sleepy that she yawned all day long.

It was already late at night, and the child himself had more sleep needs, and Jia Qian was originally awakened from the bed. After the torment was over, she gradually settled down and naturally started to feel sleepy.

He Ao took a taxi and put his sleepy granddaughter into the car.

When Jia Qian fell asleep on his lap, He Ao raised his bracelet, took out a Bluetooth headset and put it on his ear. scribe

He logged into Eve's verification website, and after a series of complicated verifications, a gentle and lively voice sounded in his ears,

"Hello, K."

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