My Cell Game

In addition, if he really encountered an opponent he couldn't beat, Jiang Zuo could also choose to run away.

As long as the difference in speed between the two is not too large, Jiang Zuo can use the helium bowl and titanium to restore his physical strength, and he is absolutely sure to drag the opponent to death.

"Extreme explosion, physical strength, these two tricks are quite good." Jiang Zuo's mouth slightly raised, he chose two unidentifiable street clothes from the closet, and dug out the sunglasses he bought a few years ago, Putting on another disposable mask, he waved to Shu Ran on the sofa:

"Be careful yourself at night, I may not come back until early in the morning. Recently, Nanyang City is not very peaceful, and Deadpool appears more and more times. The situation is very abnormal. You should pay attention to safety."

"Oh, be careful on the road." Shu Ran is used to Jiang Zuo's travels, and after waving at Jiang Zuo, she suddenly froze for a moment, and asked Jiang Zuo who was changing shoes at the door: "What did you say last time? The number of servants appearing more and more?"

"That's right, it wasn't published in the newspaper, but there are a lot of gossip. Recently, there have been at least 7 to 8 deadpool attacks."

"I've never heard of it." Upon hearing this, Shu Ran showed a rare solemnity on her small face.

She stays at home all day and doesn't go out. She only plays games on the tablet and doesn't know much about the outside world. Jiang Zuo never said these things to her, but Jiang Zuo might spend the night out tonight, and he didn't worry about her as a little girl, so he mentioned it casually.

"How many did you say? How many deadpool attacks have happened in the past few days?" Shu Ran asked.

"Seven or eight, there should be more than that, but they have all been suppressed, and I don't know for sure."

"Seven or eight attacks, plus concealment." Shu Ran whispered: "No way, how could there be so many. There are so many dead servants attacking people, so the number of blood-dead patients is increasing exponentially. Too much It's abnormal, isn't it?"

Shu Ran suddenly raised her head and looked at the vast night sky outside the window. In the night sky in the distance, I don't know if it's neon lights or light pollution. There is a faint dark red on the edge of the night sky: "Could it be that the blood tide is coming?"

"What are you talking about?" Jiang Zuo opened the doorknob and caught a glimpse of Shu Ran whispering by the window.

"It's nothing, you go first, I have a bad premonition that needs to be confirmed. You go to work on yours first, and it should be almost done when you come back. I hope I am worrying too much." After Shu Ran finished speaking, she got into the bedroom without I know what to do.

Jiang Zuo didn't ask too much.

It's getting late, and if he delays any longer, it will be too late. If Deadpool has already patronized him by the time he arrives at the factory, then he will really be fucked.

Leaving the community, Jiang Zuozhuan looked for an alley with few people.

With the power of a judge in his hand, Jiang Zuo is really not afraid of those dead servants, and he is not worried about being attacked by the dead servants. If it was just what he wanted to be attacked by a dead waiter, he would have long wanted to find a dead waiter to practice his skills.

At the entrance of a certain alley, Jiang Zuo put on a mask and sunglasses, and wrapped himself up tightly.

Outside the alley is a crowded and noisy night market, where all kinds of street vendors come and go.

Jiang Zuo came to the night market to buy something to cover up his identity. He wasn't stupid enough to directly reveal his identity as the judge.

The previous cell online was okay, after all, it was a game that had nothing to do with the overall situation, and it didn't attract the attention of the royal family.

But the identity of the judge is different. This thing can affect the war and change the situation of the battle! Becoming a judge by yourself will definitely attract the attention of interested people. Just where the helium bowl and ethyl titanium come from is a big question worth investigating. If the higher-ups really find out, Jiang Zuoliangliang will be a matter of minutes.

Sunglasses and masks are not enough, even the face is not completely covered. The exposed clothes and hairstyle may reveal Jiang Zuo's identity.

Jiang Zuo needs to have a complete outfit that can completely cover himself from top to bottom, preferably so that people can't even tell whether he is a man or a woman.

Most of the hawkers in the night market operate without a license and are very mobile. The things they sell are purchased from various channels. It is difficult or even impossible to check. This is also an important reason why Jiang Zuo chose the night market instead of a regular shopping mall.

The night market is very big, Jiang Zuo chose a few small stalls with a lot of people, tried not to attract the attention of others, left the money and took the things and left.

It took more than half an hour for Jiang Zuo to return to the alley. After confirming that there was no one around, he took off his mask and sunglasses, took off his clothes, and threw them into the garbage dump at the entrance of the alley.

The rubbish dump will be cleared away by sanitation workers tomorrow morning, dumped into the incineration plant and burned, and no one will be able to find it.

At this moment, Jiang Zuo was holding the outfit he bought from the night market: a clown mask, an ordinary black hat with a brim, and a black trench coat that was two sizes bigger than his body and long enough to wrap him completely.

The clown mask is not the one with a red nose, Jiang Zuo chose a white clown mask. The mask had an opening on the mouth. Besides, after wearing the mask, it was impossible to see Jiang Zuo's appearance clearly.

The hat with the brim also covered Jiang Zuo's hair to prevent others from identifying him through his hair.

As for the windbreaker, many citizens like to wear this kind of big windbreaker, and it can be seen everywhere on the street. There was an opening in the middle of the windbreaker's legs, which did not affect the battle, and Jiang Zuo's body shape could not be seen from the outside, only that he was not very fat.

Wearing this outfit and walking on the street, apart from the clown mask, nothing else is conspicuous. These days, there are too many mavericks, as long as Jiang Zuo doesn't show too much, no one will notice him.

Jiang Zuo was very satisfied with this, he didn't have nothing to do to dress up in the street, all he had to do was to avoid being noticed.

Putting on this suit and the clown mask, he is no longer Jiang Zuo, no longer that ordinary young man. At this moment, he is the clown, the most mysterious judge in Nanyang City.

This is the best method Jiang Zuo can think of. He has never been a spy, never learned to hide his identity, and has no professional knowledge in this area. As an ordinary person, this is the way he can think of to hide his identity. To put it bluntly, the structure is still too small, the conditions are not enough, what kind of person does what kind of things, let him hide his identity in a seamless way as an ordinary person, Jiang Zuo doesn't have the ability, so he can only do this first, take one step at a time.

Fully dressed, Jiang Zuo took a deep breath, changed his voice slightly with his tempered voice, shuttled between buildings, and ran towards the industrial park.