Time Travel

Liang Wei heard the fat man’s words, a gloomy flash across his face, his complexion unchanged, he pushed his glasses to look at the fat man, then looked at the yellow hair lying on the ground, and said: "We can call when we leave here. Emergency call."

"At that time, someone will naturally bring him back for rescue. He will be fine, don't worry!"

"But depending on his appearance, he bleeds too much, it won't last long!" The fat man shook his head, "Calling the emergency number, it will take a certain time for the ambulance to come over. If his wound is not treated temporarily, I can't wait for it! "

"It just happens that I know some first aid methods. During the time when the ambulance comes, I can bandage and treat his wounds to prevent him from bleeding too much and die!"

"So Uncle Liang, after I will trouble you to leave, find a phone to stop or get a mobile phone to call the emergency number."

"Leave it to me here."

"Even if he is dead, I can send him one last time. After all, he is also an earthling!" The fat man said here, with the light of the Virgin on his face, at this moment serious and serious.

"Damn fat man, I didn't expect to be a Madonna!" Liang Wei cursed secretly. He was not at ease when he assembled this small team.

There is no groundless love, and no groundless hatred.

Winning other people is just to defend his own safety. Liang Wei is very afraid of death, so he needs someone to help him withstand the danger.

All the people present in his eyes are his baffle plates, especially this fat man, who has thick skin and looks clumsy. This kind of person is especially easy to use and is a good cannon fodder.

Fatty was his first choice from the beginning. After all, other people are either fragile teenagers or old and frail women and children, so they are of little use value.

But now, if this fat guy insists on staying here, his previous plan will be ruined.

"Forget it, there are so many here, I can't be too obvious, this fat guy gives up and gives up, but a pity such a good shield and dog leg!"

Liang Wei thought, but his expression became more amiable. He laughed, "You are right. Although he was impulsively taught by the leader, he can't just watch him die like this."

"Then, I will trouble you here. After we leave, we will find the communication tool as soon as possible and call the emergency number!"

"good!"

...

A minute later, the fat man stood in front of the window and looked down. Liang Wei had taken the group of people downstairs and disappeared into the corner of the intersection in the distance.

He didn't know what these guys would do, what would he do there next?

Don't care.

"This Liang Wei is obviously unkind. It's just a fan of the authorities, and he hides it well, and other people haven't found it." The fat man muttered to himself, and touched the black iron medal in his pocket with his palm. The mind has never been clearer, and the thinking has never been more active, as if a person has suddenly changed.

"I don't know what it is!" After touching it, he released his hand again. No matter what the black iron medal is, he said that it was a special treasure that at least helped him.

The fat man lowered his head again and sighed as he looked at the unconscious yellow-haired gangster in the pool of blood.

"It would be great if I really understood medical knowledge, but unfortunately, I don't!"

"You look like this. When the ambulance arrives, you probably won't be able to survive. Besides, will those people really call the emergency number?"

The fat man sneered and couldn't comment.

Regardless of whether the ambulance will come or not, he will not wait silly here.

Everything I said before was just a rebuff. I just didn't want to join that group of people. I really wanted him to look at this gangster. I'm sorry, he is not a good person.

Before entering the main god space, he was rejected and ridiculed because of his size. Fighting was commonplace. In the 21st century society, even the grandmother would not dare to cross the road.

Give me a break.

This yellow-haired bastard is not dead, it's up to him.

A cool breath echoed in the fat man's mind, making his heart extremely calm.

Looking at Huang Mao, the fat man turned his head silently, left the room without looking back, and went down the floor.

After walking down the stairs and out of the building, the fat man looked around. It was a relatively quiet trail, not wide. There were a few cars parked under the building, but no human figures were visible.

"The priority now is to find a place to live, and then find the place where the plot in the movie takes place!"

"And these all need money!"

money.

This is a very important question.

The world background of "Underworld I" should be the 21st century in the United Kingdom. Although the fat man is familiar with the plot, there is currently no good way for several optional main missions.

The only reliable way he can think of is to get acquainted with the protagonist of the movie first, so that he can participate in the plot. If everything goes well and the plot develops smoothly, he can simply complete the task.

In the ending of Underworld One, the blood elder Victor was killed by the male protagonist. No, after fighting with the male protagonist, he was killed by the female protagonist who was a vampire.

"If I can participate in it, the main god should judge me to complete the task, but if it is that simple, the leader will not say that to us."

"and many more!"

A light suddenly flashed in the fat man's mind.

"I forgot. In addition to our newcomers, there is also the man in leather jackets as the leader."

"He should also have a mission. Although he doesn't know the mission is different from those of us newcomers, it will definitely involve vampires and werewolves!"

"As long as he does it, it will definitely cause twists and turns, attracting the attention of the werewolf leader Lucian and the blood elder Victor, a conflict, and even a fight!"

"This step can also be used well!"

While thinking about it, the fat man walked in the streets and alleys, occasionally admiring the British-style architecture and beautiful scenery.

Of course, in fact, the British Isles are rainy. Today’s weather is pretty good. You can see the sun. Although the temperature is not high, the warm sun shines on the body, and it feels comfortable.

After walking through a few streets, the fat man walked into an alley before he knew it.

He lowered his head, still thinking about the task. In the introduction of the main god, the task needs to be personally involved. Otherwise, it is a matter of fact. Just find a place to wait, wait for the end of the plot or other people to complete the task.

pity.

"Hey, the fat pig in front, stop me!"

At this moment, a white man suddenly walked over from the entrance of the alley. He had red and yellow hair, tattoos on his arms, stud earrings, and a small iron sign on his neck. He was obviously a gangster.

When the fat man heard this sound, the corners of his mouth twitched. What he hated most in his life was that someone called him fat man, fat pig and so on.

Turning around, he saw this white bastard, a knife escaped from his hand, while staring at him, he gestured towards the fat man.

"It turned out to be a yellow-skinned fat pig. It seems to be a foreigner?" The bastard grinned, and he didn't expect to meet a foreigner today. Such a person would be best to bully. They can't do anything to themselves if they rob them.

Moreover, there is a lot of money.

"Don't talk nonsense, hand over your wallet, mobile phone, and valuables, or Laozi will pierce a few holes in your stomach!"

"hurry up!"

He scolded, and approached step by step at the same time.

"Sorry, I...I...I don't!"

"No money, no cell phone, no valuables, if you don't believe it, you...you can search!"

The fat man pretended to be frightened, his small eyes were filled with anxiety and helplessness, and he raised his hands high, as if there was no resistance.

"What? You play Laozi."

Hearing this, he spits and flies, grinning from the smoke and yellow teeth in his mouth, and then rushes to the fat man's stomach, the knife is against the fat man's stomach, and the palm is rubbing in the fat man's pocket.

But there was nothing, not even the badge was touched.

Although I don't know why, I don't have time to think about it now. It may be that there is a special place in the badge, and no one else can touch it except myself.

"Damn, say, did you hide the money somewhere else?"

After searching the fat man's whole body, he found nothing, and was furious.

"Take me off my pants, are they hidden in my underwear!" The bastard turned around the fat man and said again.

But at the moment when his vision was wrong, the fat man moved.

The huge body slammed directly into the body of the bastard, and he staggered, pulling at the opportunity, the fat man jumped directly, his chubby arm hooped his head, and his back was strangled to death. Yes, I can't see anything, I can't breathe.

Woo woo woo.

The gangster struggled, waving his arms wildly, and the knife in his hand made a few cuts on the fat man's legs and hands, and cut through the fat man's skin. One knife even went deep and cut into the flesh.

The fat man was sore.

But the more painful, the more angry and harder.

Compared with the bully, his power is stronger. Under the force of the mission, with a click, the bully's neck was abruptly twisted and he was killed instantly.

Puff through.

The gangster's corpse fell, his eyes widened with unwillingness.

"I, I... I killed someone!"

The fat man looked at the corpse and was stunned.

He was only trying to teach this guy a bit of swearing, but who knew that when he tried hard, this guy actually died like this.

This is too unresistible!

"I killed someone!"

Fatty's lips trembled slightly, killing. The word was too far away for him. He never thought that he would kill. All kinds of emotions burst into his heart for a while, sad, frightened, afraid, confused...and a trace of excitement. .

Inside the trouser pocket, the Black Iron Medal exudes a cool breath, causing the fat man to hit a spirit, recovering from the daze.

Looking at the white people on the ground, the fat man felt complicated, and then softly said, "I'm sorry!"

As he said, he lowered his body and stretched out his hand to smooth the gangster's wide-eyed eyes.

But as soon as his chubby palm touched the bullshit's face, something unexpected happened.

...

In the main god space, Li Yue saw this scene, and a flash of surprise flashed across his pupils.

"This is……"

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