HBWnovel Chapter 345: 300: "This way, teacher." _3
Chapter 345: 300: "This way, teacher." _3
Chapter 345: Chapter 300: “This way, teacher.” _3
It’s just an S-level map.
Is it really that serious?
You might as well call it the Reincarnation Map, for any player who enters this map will be forcibly reincarnated.
Forget it.
Although I don’t know what these people are up to, by the looks of the pedestrians on the street, I can guess it’s not anything good. Better to avoid them for now.
However, just as Chen Yi was about to turn around and find a place to hide, he suddenly noticed that those hiding pedestrians seemed to not only look at the approaching truck with fear in their eyes but also looked at him with fear and apprehension.
Hm?
Fear him?
You’re all wrapped in ammo belts, and he has nothing on him, not a single weapon in his hands; fear him?
Are you mistaken?
But almost instantly, he figured out why these people were afraid of him.
In this city, where everyone is clearly looking out for themselves with no sense of security, a person who dares to walk the streets alone without any weapons must not be thought of as a lamb unless they’re a fool.
Chen Yi narrowed his eyes slightly and remained silent. This might be something he could use?
And at that moment—
The modified armoured truck stopped right in front of him, the thick white smoke from the rear slowly dispersing. A steel plate in the middle of the vehicle suddenly opened, followed by the sliding door beneath it, and a middle-aged man with a gas mask, aided by his subordinates, came out in front of Chen Yi. After bowing with considerable respect, he stood up and began to speak in a harsh, hoarse voice.
“Teacher, hello.”
“...”
After a long silence, Chen Yi slowly pulled a cigarette from his bosom, brought it to his lips, lit it, and inhaled deeply. Through the blue smoke, he met the expectant and pleading gaze of the middle-aged man in the gas mask and spoke softly.
“Take me to your boss.”
The next second—
A thick murderous aura emanated from Chen Yi’s body, as if it were tangible, enveloping the entire city.
The middle-aged man in the gas mask turned deathly pale almost instantly, his mouth dry, his legs uncontrollably trembling. He sensed an extremely intense murderous intent emanating from this man before him.
Such murderous intent...
One must have taken at least tens of thousands of lives to build it up.
Those who have killed before are extremely sensitive to such an aura. With one look, they could tell the predator from the prey.
Even though his props, titles, and skills were all restricted.
The murderous aura formed from countless lives, like some sort of magnetic field, was something that couldn’t be erased.
“Gulurong.”
The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva silently, struggling to control his mind before he spoke in a raspy yet respectful tone, “Very well.”
“Teacher, this way, please.”
He had noticed this man earlier while on the truck. The man’s stature and demeanor were starkly different from the people of this city.
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