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"Two minutes and forty-seven seconds left."

Zhang Ming swallowed secretly. He didn't like the fat white man's gaze. The suspicious and cunning gaze made him feel that he would be exposed at any time.

"Maybe we can let this kid try it." The strong black man pulled out a pistol from under the bed. "If he dares to play tricks on us, let him taste the taste of bullets."

The fat white man looked Zhang Ming up and down, and finally nodded.

In their opinion, Zhang Ming's physique is really not a deterrent. What's more, this is their home court. Even if he runs, he can run anywhere.

Zhang Ming said: "If you agree with my idea, please untie this rope first. I can't start working with this thing tied up."

The fat white man tilted his head and motioned to his accomplices to untie Zhang Ming.

The strong black man threw out a knife, cut the rope, pushed Zhang Ming and said, "You made my friends think I am a fool. If you can't prove yourself, believe me, I will make you regret it."

The three of them walked out of the apartment, looking for their target. As time passed by, the fat white man patted Zhang Ming's shoulder and pointed at the girl standing on the street not far away.

The girl was dressed in scantily clad clothes and flirted with the men who came and went from time to time. At first glance, she was a practitioner of a "special profession".

"The first challenge must be a bit difficult. If you can get money from your peers within ten minutes, I will believe you." The fat white man threatened, "Don't even think about escaping, or you can also try

try."

The strong black man opened his clothes, revealing the pistol on his waist.

Zhang Ming nodded with a stiff expression. At this moment, a system prompt sounded in his ear!

"Ten minutes have expired, the video has been saved, and the new ability 'editing' is open."

Finally having his first ability, Zhang Ming quickly asked: "What is the use of this 'editing'?"

Xiao TV said: "The host can edit the time within five seconds of the real world."

"Manipulate time?" Zhang Ming was shocked.

"The timeline function has not yet been fully opened, and the editing permissions only have partial time management capabilities."

After Zhang Ming inquired carefully, he learned what kind of ability this "editing" actually was.

To sum up, starting from the time when Zhang Ming activates the "editing" ability, five seconds forward, he can delete the reality that is not beneficial to him at will, and retain the reality that is beneficial to him.

For example, within five seconds, he and his opponent each punched each other and were knocked down.

As long as Zhang Ming activates editing, deletes the time when "Zhang Ming was punched" and retains the time when "Zhang Ming punches his opponent", the final result will be that Zhang Ming knocks down his opponent without any injuries.

To change the "cause" that has happened, so as to obtain the "result" that is beneficial to you, this is the ability of editing.

It sounded impressive, but Zhang Ming thought about it and realized, isn't this what tabloid reporters do most often, which is to distort the facts by editing videos?

After gaining new abilities, Zhang Ming certainly wanted to try them out.

When the editing started, the whole world instantly turned gray, with only his index finger glowing light blue.

Sliding his index finger, the pictures around him began to slowly play backwards. Zhang Ming could feel an axis called "time" rotating with it. When it reached a certain node, the rotation stopped.

Only five seconds.

Zhang Ming felt regretful. If he had more time, this ability would be truly incredible.

He continued to adjust the timeline. After gaining the ability, he asked the little TV about the "editing" ability. Although it was done in consciousness, it took two seconds. The strong black man had already become suspicious and pulled out his pistol.

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A blue arc appears on the index finger where the air passes.

"Delete the two seconds of daze."

After confirming that there was no problem, the editing function stopped and Zhang Ming returned to reality.

"Don't even think about escaping, or you can try." The fat white man threatened.

This is what I just said once!

Zhang Ming succeeded, he really reversed time!

The fake smile on his face disappeared. Now that he has this ability, Zhang Ming does not intend to continue acting with the two bastards.

Zhang Ming "obediently" walked toward the street girl. The girl with heavy makeup noticed him, showed a sweet smile, and raised her finger at him.

Just when Zhang Ming was halfway there, he turned around and ran towards the street!

There were curses starting with "F" coming from behind, followed by gunshots. Every shot made Zhang Ming's heart stop. On the third shot, he was shot!

Editing starts!

Entering the gray space again, Zhang Ming endured the pain and deleted the time in between, leaving only the last moment.

As the fact that the strong black man shot was deleted, Zhang Ming's injuries disappeared at the same time.

Back in reality, time reverses again.

"Don't even think about escaping, or you can try."

The fat white man threatened Zhang Ming in front of him, and Zhang Ming disappeared in the next second.

"Where did he go!"

The strong black man shouted, "That's my fifty thousand dollars!"

"It's our fifty thousand dollars!"

The obese white man was the first to notice Zhang Ming who appeared more than ten meters away. He couldn't figure out how Zhang Ming appeared so far away. The only thing he could do was to slap his companion on the shoulder hard.

"Quick! Shoot and keep that kid!"

Zhang Ming heard the heart-rending shouts of the fat white man, and he ran forward with all his strength. As long as he ran out of this street, there might be police. As long as he could escape the sight of the two kidnappers, relying on the editing

Ability, Zhang Ming has the confidence to escape.

Unfortunately, the bullet hit Zhang Ming's shoulder again. He activated the editing to delete the reality of being shot, but before he could run two steps, another bullet hit his thigh. Zhang Ming couldn't stop his momentum and fell down.

On the ground.

"Clip!"

He deleted the time of being shot again, and Zhang Ming suddenly found that the blue light spots on his fingertips were becoming dim, and his body became extremely tired.

Zhang Ming asked Xiao TV: "Is there a limit on the number of times the clip can be used?"

"Yes, the number of edits depends on the physical fitness of the host." A small TV appeared in the gray space.

"Then how many times do I have left?"

"Because the host was traumatized during the time-travel and is in poor physical condition, the number of edits remaining is: three."

There were still three chances. Zhang Ming was not in a hurry to leave the gray space. He carefully observed the surrounding environment.

This is an extremely narrow alley, with a horizontal width of no more than two meters, and there is not much room to dodge.

As long as the strong black man is not too unlucky and fires a few shots in Zhang Ming's direction, he may get shot, just like just now.

Zhang Ming cast his gaze on the strong black man and the fat white man. The panic and fear in his eyes were gradually suppressed. He clenched his fists. Since there was no way to escape, he must defeat them!

Zhang Ming walked up to the two kidnappers and moved the time forward. They were gray and white like two ferocious sculptures.

Zhang Ming stood between the two people and returned to his previous position. He didn't have many chances. He had to subdue the two vicious gangsters with the fewest mistakes.

The blue light on his fingertips was burning. Zhang Ming took a deep breath and left the editing space.

Two more times left.

The strong black man opened his clothes slightly, revealing the pistol on his waist.

"Don't even think about escaping, or you can..."

Before the fat white man could finish his threatening words, the boy who had been submissive just now turned around suddenly and hit the fat white man in the crotch with his fist!

"Fuck..." The fat white man was speechless in pain. The strong black man pulled out his gun and was about to shoot. Zhang Ming grabbed a handful of sand from the ground and threw it in the face of the strong black man.

The strong black man was fascinated, and he fired randomly, scaring the woman standing on the street so much that she screamed, and the man yelled and yelled in the distance.

Zhang Ming dodged the first bullet, but the second bullet unfortunately penetrated his collarbone!

The extreme tension and excitement, and the adrenaline triggered by it, made Zhang Ming ignore the pain. He gritted his teeth and activated his ability.

Clip!

Back before he was shot, facing the muzzle of the gun, Zhang Ming lowered his body in advance. The bullet passed over his head, and the hot wind blew up his hair.

He approached the strong black man with a big stride and punched the strong black man in the crotch.

"oh"

The women on the street hid behind the door and watched the excitement. Zhang Ming punched him twice in succession, which made them feel their teeth sore and they screamed in sympathy for the two unlucky guys.

There were also several hot girls, shouting and cheering for Zhang Ming.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for winning the medal of 'Egg Breaker'!" The small TV also joined in.

The strong black man fell to his knees in pain. Zhang Ming was about to kick the gun out of his hand when a fat white man rushed up from behind and pinned Zhang Ming to the ground with his weight.

"Hurry up! Idiot, I caught him!" The fat white man's face turned red with pain. He glared at Zhang Ming and growled viciously: "Boy, I changed my mind. I'm going to send you to the crazy doctor. Today

I’ll dissect you tonight!”

Zhang Ming saw that the strong black man had also regained his composure, stood up, and started the last edit without hesitation.

Back to a second ago, Zhang Minggang had just hit the strong black man, and there was a gust of wind behind him. He dodged the fat white man's flying attack, rushed forward and kicked the gun out of the black man's hand before the two kidnappers could slow down.

Come here, run over and pick up the gun.

Zhang Ming gasped for air and pointed his gun in the direction of the two kidnappers.

"Boy, your hands are shaking like my grandma's legs."

The fat white man covered his crotch and slowly got up from the ground. He said: "Give us back the gun. Let this matter be over. I will do what I said. Otherwise, I will tear you into pieces inch by inch and throw you into the ground."

Pacific Ocean."

Before Zhang Ming could say anything, one of the girls squatting next to him to watch the excitement shouted: "Don't believe him, this fat pig still owes me money, twice! He is a bastard with no credit!"

The scene suddenly fell into dead silence. The strong black man looked at his companion in disbelief: "Man, you must at least be responsible for the little brother below you."

"Shut up!"

Zhang Ming gasped and said: "It seems that your popularity is not very good."

The muzzle of the gun was always pointed at the fat white man. Zhang Ming stepped back. The fat white man did not dare to take a step forward. Compared with sharpshooters, novices like Zhang Ming were the scariest. God knows whether his shot aimed at the leg would hit his head directly.

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Zhang Ming left the alley smoothly. After passing through several gloomy alleys, he finally came to a relatively prosperous road, which meant that he successfully escaped from danger.

"Where exactly is this place?"

The people coming and going were all foreigners with blond hair and blue eyes. Zhang Ming turned to look behind him. In this neighborhood full of terror and crime, there were several large characters written in spray painting on the wall directly opposite:

"Welcome to Hell's Kitchen."