Hiss, Ji Qianming took a breath of cold air.
This enhancement of the sharp attribute is very powerful. Doesn't this mean that I can also be a flying knife like Xiao Li's in the future? You can even adjust the flight trajectory of the lenses to kill people unexpectedly!
Many thoughts flashed through Ji Qianming's mind, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise. He finally had an attack method. After all, it was still difficult to scare people to death with illusions.
But it seemed like he had to buy more mirrors, he thought.
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Dusk is getting darker.
It's past the rush hour after getting off work, and the scattered pedestrians on the road have hurried faces, eager to go back to reunite with their families. There are fewer and fewer vehicles in this small town, and the streets are gradually becoming deserted.
"Ahem, damn it, I didn't expect that damn fat man to be Lord Ming. He's really going to die if he can't find a place to treat his wounds."
At this time, a black figure staggered out of a remote alley, frowning, and the inside of the black coat was soaked with large amounts of blood, which blended with the black, making it difficult to detect.
During the day, the streets were full of pedestrians, and the risk of exposure was too high. Ren Yi gritted his teeth and endured it in the corner of the alley for a day, and only now did he find a chance to come out.
He looked around, picked a direction, and stumbled along the shadows of the street.
"You are a descendant of the mountains~ I love the sun~"
Ji Qianming was carrying two big bags in his hands, jumping up and down while walking, humming a little tune, and was in a good mood.
The college entrance examination is over, and the young man with extraordinary abilities is about to usher in a bright future. What could be more joyful than this? Ji Qianming felt like he was floating.
The dilapidated small building appeared in his eyes. Just when he arrived downstairs, a black shadow sprang out from the shadow of the stairs and stuck closely behind him. Before he could react, a cold shadow The barrel of the gun was pressed against the back of his head.
"Don't move, this is a real guy."
A low voice came from his ears, filled with murderous intent.
So fast!
Ji Qianming suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. The man in black was so fast that his eyes were blurred. He didn't even have time to react and was subdued in an instant.
The complacency brought about by gaining the ability disappeared at this moment, and the invincible dream died tragically before taking the first step.
At the same time, the faint smell of blood coming from behind told him that this man would definitely dare to shoot and kill.
superpower? What's the use of your ability when the gun is put to your neck all of a sudden?
Ji Qianming swallowed and said hoarsely: "Hero, I didn't bring any money when I went out today. Can I scan the QR code on WeChat?"
Ren Yi choked on the lines he had prepared. Scan the QR code on WeChat. Do you think I am doing this for your tens of dollars?
"Stop talking nonsense, open the door and go home, don't do stupid things, otherwise..."
His voice became lower and lower, and Ji Qianming felt a strong force coming from the barrel of the gun pressed against the back of his head as if it wanted to stab his neck.
"Okay, okay, good man, don't be impulsive."
Ji Qianming climbed the stairs stiffly, not daring to make any unnecessary movements. When he got to the door, his hands were still trembling. After inserting the key several times, he still couldn't insert it into the hole. Ren Yi was furious.
Can you please hurry up? My blood is about to bleed dry, why don't I leave this embroidery?
With a creak, the door finally opened.
The two walked into the house one after another. Ren Yi closed the door with his backhand and locked it. Then he quickly closed all the curtains and cut off the phone line.
The gun in his hand was always pointed at Ji Qianming. After everything was completed, he stared at him and said viciously: "Do you have any alcohol or gauze? Get it over to me quickly!"
Ji Qianming didn't dare to breathe, so he hurriedly rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find alcohol, gauze, and even a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao and a bottle of wine for bruises.
Ren Yi's eyebrows raised as he watched, "Good guy, you've prepared more things than me."
Ji Qianming secretly thanked Li Tao for leaving these behind. He was on the football team and would inevitably get injured during training, so he kept everything neatly prepared at home. If he didn't have what the man needed at home, he wouldn't be able to do it. Killed and silenced?
"Stay still, I'm warning you, don't do any tricks!"
Looking at Ji Qianming, who was nodding like a chicken pecking at rice, Ren Yi gradually relaxed his vigilance and then began to treat his wounds.
Just as he was concentrating on treating the wound, the submissiveness on Ji Qianming's face disappeared instantly, replaced by calmness.
In the past, the cowardice was 30% true and 70% fake, just to make Ren Yi lower his guard. Although Ji Qianming was indeed a coward and a weakling, he was by no means stupid.
This man was waiting downstairs of his home covered in blood, with a gun in his hand, and the action he had just taken to subdue himself was definitely not something that ordinary people could do.
As for why it was downstairs at his house, Ji Qianming had a vague guess. He was injured in a fight with others. The place for healing must be far away from the city center with a large flow of people. The appearance must be inconspicuous. Secondly, the security work must be very weak. There must be no surveillance cameras. It is best for the residents to be old, weak, sick, and disabled so that he Able to control situations easily.
It happened that the small dilapidated building where Ji Qianming lived perfectly met the above conditions.
The most important thing is that Ji Qianming just took a look at the pattern on the man's left hand. It was a pattern that was very similar to the "Mirror Flower" on Ji Qianming's chest.
In fact, if he was just a simple gun-wielding criminal, Ji Qianming would be able to find a chance to solve the problem after a little maneuvering. However, when he saw the pattern on the man's hand, he immediately gave in and warned himself not to wait until he figured out the situation. Don't do it lightly.
What a joke, if this tough guy with a gun was still an unknown ability user, wouldn't he just go up and deliver food?
So how can I determine whether the one on his hand is a leaf pattern? Ji Qianming's eyes lit up after thinking for a while.
"Hero, let me help you."
Ji Qianming said with a flattering smile. As he spoke, his hand quickly touched Ren Yi's hand.
Ren Yi was stunned as if he didn't expect Ji Qianming to touch it suddenly. A murderous intent flashed in his eyes. Just when Ji Qianming touched the pattern on his hand, he kicked his right foot fiercely.
The kick was extremely fast, and it hit Ji Qianming's chest firmly. Ji Qianming felt a huge force coming from his chest, and then his whole body was thrown away by the kick.
boom!
Ji Qianming was like a sandbag. After knocking over the coffee table, he rolled several times on the ground, clutching his chest and wailing.
Damn, it's such a heavy blow!
His face was pale, and big beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. His expression was painful. This time he was not acting. If this kick had been harder, it could have broken his ribs.
Ji Qianming's eyes flashed with anger and murderous intent, and then he looked at Ren Yi with pleading eyes and spoke aggrievedly.
"Hero, why are you kicking me? I just want to help you get some medicine."
Ren Yi was not having a good time now. He had used too much force in the kick just now, and the wound that had finally stopped bleeding was seeping blood again. His face turned pale, but his expression was very cruel.
"I told you, don't do anything unnecessary!"
He raised his arm, and a pistol appeared out of thin air and was held directly in his hand. A pair of cold eyes stared at Ji Qianming.
Ji Qianming was shocked. He clearly remembered that Ren Yi had put the pistol on the table. Why did another one appear out of thin air?
He glanced at the table with his peripheral vision, and the pistol that had been lying there had disappeared!