Everything is matched.
When you open the plug-in of infinite bullets, what you think must be to get a gun to dada.
Two words, indiscriminate killing!
Instead of competing with others!
When Li Huan opened a plug-in called [entertainment industry Godfather system], the future he envisioned was naturally the scene of his future in the entertainment industry.
I never thought something like holding a gun would happen to me.
I never thought that there were spaceships and zombies on horses here.
There is no doubt that this mess is a little too much
He overthrew all the future of the daily system he envisaged, and turned it directly into a chaotic war of cattle, ghosts, snakes and gods.
Even the painting style has changed!
So, close your door.
Li Huan squatted in the corner of the room with a look of disbelief and panic:
"Damn it, this wave, I didn''t even get the copy right!"
meanwhile.
Facing the inquiry he just made.
[entertainment Godfather] the system continues to answer calmly.
[sure, this system is designed to make the host become the godfather of the entertainment industry, so please make more efforts.]
This neat answer.
Then cooperate with the clattering sound from time to time outside the door.
Li Huan felt his bright future again.
"... brother, your painting style doesn''t match the painting style of the world. Do you have any powerful supernatural abilities to support?"
[this system belongs to the classification of daily department and does not have those functions.]
"Pa......"
After slapping his forehead, Li Huan, whose face was as gray as death, suddenly felt sad from his heart:
"The plug-in can''t keep up with the version. How can we play this?"
He thought this crossing was just the beginning of simple difficulty.
Facing the difficulty of this sudden nightmare, I was at a loss.
Tears.
Unconsciously fell in his heart
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On a crowded street.
Looking at the clean and tidy people around, Wen Zijian was in rags, and his face was full of amazement.
There was no reaction to what had happened.
Listening to all kinds of trumpets and advertisements, even the long sword in your hand is a little unstable.
Just now, at the last moment, he was still in a valley in the martial arts world, surrounded and intercepted by a large group of killers from the green dragon club.
Now, why did he come to modern society for no reason?
What do you mean?
What is this supernatural unfolding?
He couldn''t help thinking.
It was also at this time.
People all around also found his presence.
His face showed a puzzled color one after another, but also subconsciously retreated a few steps.
A little worried.
This is a nervous patient chopping people.
But I also doubt who the other party is working on.
Soon, after receiving the alarm, it was only three minutes, and several policemen wearing exoskeleton armor also heard the news.
In the face of Wen Zijian, who had a strange painting style, they quickly confirmed the mission goal, held up their guns and shouted with vigilance:
"The man over there, please tell me your ID number."
Facing this question, Wen Zijian, who was a little skeptical about life, also slowly responded.
ID number?
He remembers very well.
Even after more than ten years in the martial arts world.
But he raised his head, looked at the flying space shuttle in the sky, and looked at the mechanical armor on the police not far away
He thinks so.
That thing may not work.
After all, this is obviously not his original world at all.
Where is the general principle of ID number?
If you say it, it will also be regarded as a lie
Wen Zijian, who had slapped himself in the face and determined that he was not dreaming, couldn''t help falling into thinking.
"What''s going on?"
Not knowing that the world was full of all kinds of walkers, he couldn''t help frowning and Thinking:
"You can''t say you''re a jumper, can you?"
"How do you make the ID number false?"
"Will you be dragged into the lab as a white mouse after you find your true identity?"
It can be said that my heart is extremely uneasy
After thinking about it.
Finally, with a try attitude.
He drew the long sword back into its scabbard.
He replied to the police with an embarrassed face:
"Sir, I''m sorry. I can''t remember that thing clearly. I''m just a passing Cosplay fan."
“……”
In the face of this nonsense.
The police are a little uncertain about the truth.
After thinking about it.
They directly started the analysis function on the exoskeleton armor and began to scan Wen Zijian remotely.
Soon.
Face the red warning message displayed on the investigation report.
[the red liquid on the other party''s body is human blood!]
Their fingers immediately instinctively pulled the trigger of the gun in their hands.
This moment.
From the warrior''s crisis instinct.
Wen Zijian responded directly.
Subconsciously, he wanted to pull out the long sword around his waist and use the broken arrow in Dugu Jiujian to stop the other party''s bullet.
And his body, also in the speed of exceeding ordinary people''s reaction, quickly bent down and made a sudden attack.
He has never faced a gun.
At this moment, subconsciously recalled some words I had heard before.
"The gun is fast beyond seven steps, and the knife is fast within seven steps..."
Think of it here.
The memory of ten years of practicing martial arts in the martial arts world also came to his mind.
Plus, their own plug-in, [the strongest warrior system]
"The distance between me and them is less than ten meters. It''s only two steps away. Half a second is enough."
For a while.
As the eighth [lethal sword] in the [Jianghu weapon list], Wen Zijian''s heart is also full of confidence in himself.
After all, even large-scale operations.
That''s really more than the heart but less than the strength.
But he didn''t believe that he could not even do three or five policemen at close range!
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In a second.
Wen Zijian was struggling on the ground like a salted fish in a hot pot.
The policeman who led the team spat with disdain on his face.
"What hanging thing..."
"Didn''t he know that there was a plug-in to assist gun shooting on the exoskeleton armor?"
"Moreover, who gave him the confidence to deal with the high-frequency electric shock gun with an iron sword?"
"Has he always been so brave?"
"Torture me!"
Yes, I''m sorry.
Wen Zijian miscalculated.
The automatic aiming function of exoskeleton armor with a reaction speed of less than microseconds is accurate and fast in seven steps!
Besides, the thing in the police''s hand is a high-frequency electric shock gun.
The sword in his hand can conduct electricity.
Soon.
Accompanied by the harsh siren sound, Wen Zijian, who was handcuffed by electromagnetic handcuffs, was pushed into the police car with shame in the crowd of many passers-by, ended his natural and unrestrained swordsman career and successfully ate in the detention center.