Martial Arts: Start A Life Simulator

Whether it's with a sledgehammer or poison, from a certain perspective, the faster you can kill the enemy, the best way to kill.

"Um."

Hearing Lin Jingzhe's words, Wang Ping nodded. He stood up, as if his mind was suddenly changed, opened the door and left Lin Jingzhe's room.

For such Wang Ping, Lin Jingzhe has long been commonplace.

He didn't bother about Wang Ping's departure, and then set up poison powder. What Wang Ping said just now gave Lin Jingzhe a new understanding of his illness.

Before, Lin Jingzhe thought that Wang Ping's abnormal brain was born like this, but now thinking about it, there are many unreasonable things.

Own's father, Wang De, and own mother Chu Xianglan are not close relatives, so they won't be foolish because of the marriage of close relatives.

Moreover, Lin Jingzhe's mother and father are considered to be the kind of people with high IQ, so they will not be inherited. Three six seven

So many reasons were ruled out, and the descendants of the Chu family either died or died accidentally.

Lin Jingzhe speculated that someone was deliberately targeting the Chu family.

Thinking of this, Lin Jingzhe looked out the window, her eyes narrowed involuntarily.

It is very possible that his Dage Wang Ping was tampered with.

"Kang Dang"

Stuffing all the prepared poisons into the own storage space, Lin Jingzhe dragged a wooden box from under the own bed.

A dozen identical hammers are neatly packed inside.

. . . . . .

late at night.

"When is it."

In the shadow of a big tree, a low voice rang.

In the shadows reflected by the moonlight, a characterless face opened his eyes: "It's three watch."

"The time is just right."

soon.

As the branches swayed gently, two agile figures wiped the shadows and disappeared under the big tree.

After a few breaths, these two figures came to the outside of a small courtyard.

"Crack."

In the quiet dark night, there was a crisp clicking sound, and the two people who were about to jump onto the courtyard wall paused for a while.

'What's wrong? ’

"It should be a wooden stick"

In the moonlight, the two gesticulated and communicated.

After the exchange, the fat man jumped up the high wall first.

Then another person followed close behind.

"Pouch..."

A low noise came again in the silent night.

The two who had just climbed the high wall stopped in place at the moment.

The two looked at each other, and then each began to inhale.

‘There are spikes on the wall. ’

The sharp pain from the soles of the feet caused cold sweats on their backs.

They had traveled north and south for many years, and they didn't know how many courtyard walls they had climbed, but it was the first time that they were stabbed by a spike.

"No, retreat."

The chubby man in black suddenly thought that the two of them had patrolled here during the day.

But at that time, no spikes were found at all.

Thinking of this, the fat people in black suddenly understood that they were discovered.

He whispered, and then he rolled, then turned outside the wall.

The other person saw him leave without hesitation, and immediately followed him over.

"Pouch."

In the silent night, two desperate sounds of flesh being pierced by sharp objects came again.

Their feet were pierced again.

What made the two of them even more frightened was that although they ran away in panic, they landed where they had just stepped on, but what was strange was that there was a spike in the place where there were no spikes just now.

'who is it! ’

The fat man in black just wanted to scream, but he found that he couldn't make a sound anymore.

Just realized that I might be poisoned.

He felt a mass of things explode between the two of them.

Then his eyes, nose, mouth, and even all of his bare skin felt severe pain.

The man in black wanted to resist, wanted to struggle, but found that he was like a noodle, suddenly softened.

Then a strong sense of suffocation enveloped his whole body.

He could feel the pain, but suddenly lost all his ability to move.

Unable to move, even with a blink of an eyelid.

Rustle...

The two men in black who were suddenly unable to move, felt that something was being held at their ankle.

Then the two of them were dragged up.

Feel the touch of the back on the stone and on the floor.

The fear in their hearts at this moment was constantly magnified.

They knew that the two of them were dead today, but who the enemy was.

What happened just now, neither of them knew anything about it...

Even at this moment, who is dragging me, or whether everything I encountered tonight is real or a dream.

None of them knows it.

I don't know how long I have been dragged, but the fat man in black feels he has stopped.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of a blunt instrument hitting the human head rang from a position very close to own's ear.

The fat man in black could even feel some warm things splashing on his face.

The smell of blood is getting stronger and stronger.

The sound of broken bones changed from harsh and crisp to slowly becoming finely broken.

‘Is it my turn? ’

Shaking his whole body, the fat man in black has been completely incontinent.

The liquid on top of his head kept falling down, drop after drop, hitting the center of his brow.

Intuition tells him that at this moment a hammer is hanging above his head.

Fear continued to magnify in his mind, and finally, the fat man in black, his body trembled, and then he completely lost his breath and heartbeat.

"Are you scared to death?"

Lin Jingzhe carried a delicate small hammer and looked at the man in black who was lying on the ground, completely losing his breath.

He shook his head, followed by a hammer, which fell heavily on the head of the man in black.

Although Lin Jingzhe knew that the man in black in front of him had been poisoned by himself, even if he did not take action, the man in black could not survive at all.

But Lin Jingzhe still chose, smashing the head of the man in black in front of him.

"Okay, go home."

After the two men in black were dealt with, Lin Jingzhe stood up from the same place.

As for the hammer, he stayed in place and didn't take it away. Under the big tree on one side, he changed his clothes in the forest.

The clothes stained with blood were thrown into the storage space.

Along the street, Lin Jingzhe quickly walked back home.

‘Are you here again? ’

It didn't take long to lie down on own bed just now.

Lin Jingzhe heard the creak of the own door, and then saw Wang Ping, who was sleepwalking, slowly walk in.

After covering Lin Jingzhe with the quilt, Wang Ping sleepwalked out of the room again.

In fact, at the very beginning, Lin Jingzhe kicked him down because of Wang Ping's behavior.

But after Lin Jingzhe learned that Wang Ping was going to cover himself, he never played Wang Ping again. .

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