Start Hunting the Protagonist From the One Piece

Huaxia, a township hospital.

On the top floor of the thirteenth floor, a thin figure stood on the roof, with a calm face on his thin face.

"Is this my fate?"

Tang An's thin body seemed to be crumbling, and Tang An was holding the medical test sheet in his hand, obviously his heart was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.

From the bulging veins and blood vessels on his arm, it can be seen that his heart is full of anger, unwillingness and cruelty.

Cancer, still in the middle stage.

For a young guy, this is even more unbelievable than winning the 5 million lottery.

He actually had cancer.

Is cancer generally younger now?

Fate is so unfair to Tang An.

Even action movies dare not act like this, but there are many people in this world who are worse than Tang An, and this is life.

His parents divorced, and he was thrown into the foster care of relatives who were far away from him, and then he formed a new family in another city.

He is like a bastard without father or mother, living under the fence is accompanied by cynicism and unfair treatment.

He has no one to discipline him and no family affection, which caused his personality to become surly and fierce, and he often got into fights.

Since then, it has been out of control and has completely turned into a gangster. Smoking and fighting are commonplace.

He has done everything from looking for food in the garbage dump, picking up waste, begging, fighting and so on.

I don't know when it started, his body's appetite decreased, he was weak, and he was in pain. When he got sick, it was like all the intestines were mixed together, and the pain made him suffocate.

Finally, he came to the hospital.

To get the news that the cancer is in the middle stage is like a death sentence.

Getting cancer at this age is a unique miracle.

From childhood to adulthood, he lived with difficulty, even though he thought about suicide more than once, but in the end he survived tenaciously.

But this time, he was really desperate.

This society is so beautiful, but it is no different from hell to him.

He hated the two parents who gave birth to him but did not raise him. He hated everyone and the world.

His mind is out of order.

With one step forward, only the medical test form was left on the edge of the roof.

"Is this death? Consciousness is already disappearing, do you regret it?"

No longer able to feel any sensation, Tang An heard screams at the moment of death.

And the pungent smelly blood, as if it belonged to him.

Finally, the bloodshot black eyes gradually lost their color.

Goya Kingdom is known as the most beautiful country in the East China Sea.

Duan Town, a place where hooligans gather, outside the high city wall is the terminal of uncertain things, a large garbage dump, and it is also a place where poor people, beggars, thugs, etc. live.

The entire society of the Goa Kingdom is divided into four levels. The highest rank is the royal family, the middle nobles living in the high town, the second rank is the common people in the central street, the lower rank is the hooligans in the Duan town, and the lower ranks are the gangsters in the waste terminal. None of them count.

Although this kingdom is spotless and known as the most beautiful country in the East China Sea, it cannot change the disgusting fact of corruption.

In a garbage dump at the end of the uncertain object, a person appeared out of nowhere.

Gradually regaining consciousness, Tang An suddenly opened his eyes.

The first thing he felt was the pungent and foul smell of garbage at the tip of his nose, which he was familiar with.

Everywhere he looked was rubbish and ruins, and he wasn't dead.

He lowered his head to check his body, it was intact.

If he remembered correctly, he should be torn apart and miserable right now.

"This is?"

A light curtain appeared in front of him. On the light curtain, there was an unreal blank grid step surrounded by mist. There was a dice the size of a fist beside it. There was a model airplane on the first blank step.

It looks like some kind of small game: flying chess.

It's just that the style is not played by four people, but by one person.

A line of narration begins to appear.

"Rules: You can get a chance to throw the dice every natural month, and fly a few steps to the blank space as many points as you get.

Each space can get unexpected things, and also lose what the player has.

The first world crossing rewards 4 dice rolls.

Continuous missions: Hunting the Child of Destiny, Destiny Villain, Time Traveler, Reincarnation, and Rebirth rewards dice roll +4, important supporting roles or villain supporting roles are rewarded dice rolling depending on the situation.

At the same time add lucky value. "

Tang An sat in the rubbish dump and looked at the light curtain in front of him. On it was a flying chess game, a narration of the rules, 4 chances of throwing dice and continuous missions as rewards for the first world crossing.

easy to understand.

As a modern person, even though Tang An is a gangster, he still knows the common sense of novels, cheats, and time travel.

After all, gangsters also have a spiritual life, and they have dabbled in TV dramas, movies, novels, and animations.

Tang An can be regarded as the kind of mess, after all, picking up scraps and begging for income sometimes makes it easy to earn three or four thousand a month.

He was sure it wasn't a dream.

That is to say, he crossed over and got a cheat program similar to the system, but it was not intelligent, and it was not that kind of diversified system, which was a bit too simple.

In addition, judging from the continuous mission, he will definitely meet other traversers in the future, and he must hunt and kill them.

It is not limited to the traveler, such as the Destiny's Child, the Destiny Villain in the local world, or the reincarnated person, the reborn person, etc.

Is this going to be an enemy of the world?

It's fine if the protagonist is not let go, but even the villain is not let go?

It was difficult for Tang An to calm down at the moment.

As brutal as it was, he saw hope in being the master of his own destiny.

"There are four chances to roll the dice."

Now I don't know where to travel to, the only thing I can rely on is the golden finger.

With a thought in Tang An's mind, the dice in the light curtain began to spin and jump, and it took Tang An almost a minute to stop.

Obviously he can stop the dice whenever he wants.

"3."

The heads of the dice are three points.

Before Tang An could control it, the model plane began to fly to the third blank grid.

Accompanied by the dazzling light, a line of introduction appeared in the light curtain.

"Type 92 pistol, 9mm caliber, ten rounds of bullets."

"Description: Advanced structure, reliable performance, good precision, few parts, light weight; beautiful appearance, comfortable grip; adopts unitized component structure, good service performance; equipped with magazine buckle and safety trigger for left and right hand operation , easy to operate, good ergonomics.”

Tang An was very lucky, and got a 92-type pistol.

The only pity was that there were only 10 bullets, and Tang An had never touched a gun.

There are also four words "take out" and "put in" on the light curtain.

"Take it out."

Tang An thought for a moment, a 92-type pistol appeared in his hand, and the bullets were fully loaded.

After roughly studying Tang An, he put it in silently, and the pistol really disappeared.

Obviously this golden finger has storage space, as to whether only extracted items can be stored, Tang An tested it again.

It is not something that comes out of the golden finger, so it cannot be stored.

Taking out the pistol again and putting it on his waist, Tang An started the second round of dice throwing.

This time the dice showed 5 points, and the model plane advanced another five spaces.

There was another burst of dazzling light, and when Tang An saw the explanation on the light curtain, there was no trace of blood on his face.

Just one line, mid-stage cancer becomes terminal cancer.

For a moment, Tang An began to wonder if this was Goldfinger.

Obviously, there are not only rewards but also punishments in that endless space.

The middle stage has turned into the late stage, and this golden finger does not play cards according to common sense.

The original flame of excitement of time-traveling and getting the golden finger was suddenly extinguished by a ladle of cold water.

Tang An couldn't calm down.

"There are two more."

Taking a deep breath, Tang An began to throw the third time.

The dice point is one, and the model airplane only advances one space.

The familiar light lit up, and Tang An frowned when he saw the item clearly.

"A bottle of 60ml, transparent, hyaluronic acid, colorless and odorless...."

After reading all the explanations, Tang An's pale face turned greener.

Can you get this thing? Still at this time?

Tang An held back his impatience and began to throw the dice for the last time.

Luckily this time, the dice came up six heads.

The model plane advanced six spaces, and when the light dissipated, a pleasant voice of Yujie and explosive music came.

"So-and-so...Online licensing...."

Advertisements turned out to be advertisements.

It was also mandatory to say ten times.

Tang An could no longer maintain his composure, veins popped up in his neck, and even his eyes were red.

Four chances and only one pistol was passable.

The transition from the mid-term to the late stage undoubtedly made Tang An enter the final countdown to life.

As for 60ml, go to the fucking 60ml.

There is also an advertisement that has been occupied on a certain website for many years, and it is mandatory to report it ten times. Tang An almost loses his temper.

He is now sure that this gold finger is a waste. .