The Abyss Of The Worlds Devil

Things are matched.

Just when you were driving the infinite bullet plug-in, what I thought was definitely going to get a gun.

Two words, kill indiscriminately!

Instead of competing with others Saber Technique!

When Li Huan opened a plug-in called [Entertainment Godfather System], the future he envisioned was naturally the scene of himself getting mixed up in the entertainment industry in the future.

I never thought that something like carrying a gun would happen to me.

I never thought about how the Youyu spacecraft and zombies would be returned to the horse riding here.

This chaos is undoubtedly a bit excessive.

He overthrew all the future of the daily system he envisioned, and turned it into a chaotic battle of all kinds of monsters, ghosts and snakes.

Even the style of painting has changed!

So, after closing the own door.

Li Huan squatted in the corner of the room, his expression full of disbelief and panic:

‘Damn it, this wave, I didn’t even make a copy! ’

at the same time.

Faced with his question just now.

[Godfather of entertainment industry] The system continued to answer calmly.

[Sure, this system was born to make the host become the godfather of the entertainment industry, so please work harder. 】

This neat answer.

Cooperate with the clattering sounds coming in from time to time outside the door.

Li Huan once again felt his bleak future.

‘... Dage, your style of painting doesn’t match the style of this world. Do you have any supernatural abilities that you can support? ’

[This system belongs to the classification of the daily department and does not have those functions. 】

"Snapped……"

After patted own forehead vigorously, Li Huan, whose face was ashen ashes, felt sad from his heart:

‘The plug-in can’t keep up with the version, how can I play this? ’

He originally thought that this crossing was just a simple start.

Facing the difficulty of this sudden nightmare, I was very at a loss.

Tears.

Unconsciously falling in his heart...

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On a street where people come and go.

Looking at the neatly dressed people around him, their clothes were ragged, and Wen Zijian, who was covered in blood all over his body, was full of sorrow.

There was no reaction at all what happened.

Listening to the sound of various horns and advertisements, even the long sword in his hand was a little unsteady.

Just a moment ago, he was still in a valley in the martial arts world, being chased by a large group of killers from the Azure Dragon Club.

Now, why did he come to modern society inexplicably?

What does this mean?

What kind of supernatural unfolding is this?

He couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

It was also at this time.

Every passerby in the surrounding area also discovered his existence.

While the faces were showing incomprehensible colors, they also subconsciously stepped back.

I was a little worried.

This is a neuropathy hacking people.

But he also doubted that the other party was a traverser who was doing errands.

Soon, after receiving the call, it was only three minutes, and several police officers wearing exoskeleton armor also came.

In the face of Wen Zijian, who had a peculiar style of painting, they quickly confirmed the mission goal, raised their guns in their hands, and shouted vigilantly:

"That person over there, please tell me your ID number."

Faced with this inquiry, Wen Zijian, who was a little skeptical of life, also slowly reacted.

ID number?

He remembers it clearly.

Even after spending more than ten years in the martial arts world.

But I raised my head and looked at the space shuttles flying in the sky, and at the mechanical armor of the policemen not far away...

He thinks it.

That thing might be useless.

After all, this is obviously not his original world at all.

How can there be a common reason for ID card numbers?

If you say it, you will be treated as a lie...

Wen Zijian, who had already slapped himself and made sure that he was not dreaming, couldn't help but fall into thinking.

‘What’s going on here? ’

He didn't know that in this world, he was full of all kinds of traversers, he couldn't help frowning and thinking:

‘You can’t say that you are a traverser, right? ’

‘How can I fake the ID number? ’

‘After being found out, will he be dragged into the laboratory to be a guinea pig? ’

It can be said to be extremely uneasy...

After thinking about it.

In the end, with an attitude of trying.

He retracted the long sword into the scabbard.

He replied to the police officers with embarrassment:

"Sir, I'm sorry, I can't remember that thing a bit, I'm just a passing cosplay fan."

"..."

Faced with such nonsense.

The police are also a bit unsure of the authenticity.

After thinking about it.

They directly activated the analysis function on the exoskeleton armor and began remote scanning of Wen Zijian.

soon.

Face the red warning message displayed on the investigation report.

[The red liquid on the opponent's body is human blood! 】

Their fingers immediately pulled the trigger of the gun in their hands with instinctive intent.

this moment.

From the crisis instinct of the Practitioner.

Ling Wen Zijian reacted directly.

Subconsciously, he wanted to pull out the long sword at his waist, using the arrow-breaking style in the Dugu Nine Sword, with the intention of blocking the opponent's bullet.

And his body, at a speed exceeding ordinary people's reaction, quickly bends over and assumes a posture of surprise attack.

He has never faced a gun before.

At this moment, I subconsciously recalled some words I had heard before.

‘The gun is fast outside seven steps, and the knife is fast inside seven steps...’

Thought of this.

In the martial arts world, the memory of ten years of diligent practice of martial arts, also rushed to his heart.

In addition, own plug-in, [the strongest Practitioner system]......

‘The distance between me and them is less than ten meters, two steps away, half a second is enough. ’

For a time.

As the eighth place in the [Rivers and Lakes Weapon List] [Death Sword], Wen Zijian is also full of confidence in himself.

After all, large-scale operations are fine.

That is indeed a surplus but not enough energy.

But he didn't believe it at all. When he was in close quarters, he would not even be able to do three or five police officers!

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One second later.

Wen Zijian, who was struggling on the ground like a salted fish in a hot pot, was struggling with many shotguns.

The policeman who led the team spat with disdain.

"What kind of hanging stuff..."

"He didn't know that the exoskeleton armor was equipped with a plug-in for assisting gun shooting?"

"Moreover, who gave him the confidence to use an iron sword to deal with high-frequency stun guns?"

"Has he always been so brave?"

"Cuff daddy away!"

Yes, it is a pity.

Wen Zijian miscalculated.

The automatic aiming function of the exoskeleton armor with a reaction speed of less than microseconds is accurate and fast within seven steps!

Moreover, the thing in the hands of the police is a high-frequency stun gun.

The sword in his hand will conduct electricity.

Shortly after.

Accompanied by the harsh sound of police sirens, Wen Zijian, who was handcuffed by electromagnetic handcuffs, was pushed onto the police car with shame on the onlookers of many passers-by, ending his dashing career as a swordsman and successfully being in the detention center. Ate a prison meal.

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