The killing system in my brain

Chapter 133 It was a cold and windy night
Murong Jianguo rubbed his chin, completely confused about the same dormitory. He has been in the same dormitory for two years, so why didn't he see that Cui Jian would practice such a thing.

Cui Jian listened to it, he looked half-dead.

"How can I practice? It's not just when I went out to work part-time." Cui Jian looked up at the sky, making a deep look.

"It was a cold winter, and it was extremely cold in the devil city late at night. In the middle of the night, I had just finished my part-time job and walked out of the store, and I saw an old man shivering in the cold wind. He was ragged and full of clothes. With a dirty face, he sat in the corner and looked at me helplessly.

At that time, it was cold and windy, icy and snowy. I saw this lonely old man sitting helplessly in a corner, and his clothes were thin, so he wouldn't be frozen to death.

I couldn't bear it, so I went up and asked, and the old man told me pitifully that he was thirsty and hungry, and he hadn't eaten for several days. I can't listen to other people's soft words, who told me to be kind Well, I went back to the store to find some leftovers. After the old man finished eating, he was going to die and said that he would repay me. No, he told me to go to the park to find him after work. The cloth shirt was passed on to me. I have a soft heart, and I can't see others cry, especially such an old man. I couldn't bear it, so I agreed. "

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Duanmu Goudan had a grumpy expression on his face, "You have a limit to running the train with your mouth full!"

The two didn't ask any further, after all, everyone has their own secrets, especially those who practice martial arts, the true biography is always hidden, and it is quite taboo to inquire about other people's kung fu without authorization.

"Okay, it's so late, let's talk about what's going on!"

Cui Jian laughed, and with Duanmu Goudan's support, he went back to the dormitory, washed up a bit, and lay down comfortably.

Today's experience was too intense and exciting. He never thought that his life would suddenly change drastically, especially after he killed Duan Xing himself. , Hearing the task issued by the system, Cui Jian's blood surged, he looked like a reckless man who was angry and blood spattered five steps, and then covered his head and raised his sword to kill.

After the messy thoughts calmed down slightly, Cui Jian calmed down and looked at whether he had another Spartan lottery draw. After hesitating for a while, he was able to kill Li Ronghao today with a sword and almost used up his luck. Even fighting Li Yu's life, it is precisely after the basic swordsmanship has been upgraded that he can fight back. Today's Ouhuangqi is all on his life. Most likely it's junk.

After thinking about it, Cui Jian fell into a deep sleep exhausted.

Three hours later, on the 43rd floor of the Yangxun Hotel, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, with frost on his temples, and sharp eyes stood quietly by the window where Cui Jian came in. broken glass.

"Master, it has been detected that someone fell from the roof and got off the rope, let him in through a broken window, and pierced his heart with a sword, fatally wounded. The alloy wire-wrapped gloves on Li Yu's hands were all cut. There was a fierce fight, when the artery was cut through before death, the heart was also directly pierced by the long sword, and the blood had been drained. It has been judged to be a vendetta, and the people from the temple also came to identify it. Jianghu grievances, the two women in Li Ronghao's room were also interrogated before, because of fear and the attacker's conscious cover-up, he did not see the attacker's face at all."

Behind the middle-aged man, a slightly bent young man in a suit whispered these words.

The middle-aged man was silent for a while, and calmly said: "I, Li Yuanfeng, have been serious about business since I put down my weapon. I have never provoked others. Almost all my former enemies are dead. The rest, Either shaking hands and making peace, or going abroad, the whole of China, including my Li family, has ten surnames and five clans, nine sects, twelve sects, eight sects and thirteen groups. The enmity caused by the young people has been explained clearly, and almost no offense has been made. Exactly. Then... it was Li Ronghao who caused the trouble himself."

Li Yuanfeng turned his head to look at Li Ronghao's body which was covered by a white cloth.

His face was calm without any emotion, and he said lightly, "My Li Yuanfeng's son is not short of such a waste, but!"

Li Yuanfeng changed his words, and said coldly, "Since you have the courage to jump on my Li family's head and slap me hard, I will find him, cut off his body one by one, and slowly pay homage to me. son."

After a pause, Li Yuanfeng said indifferently: "Check it out for me. I'll find out who Li Ronghao has provoked and contacted recently."

He paused every word with killing intent.

"Better kill the wrong one than let it go!"

"Yes!"

Time seemed to be running out for Cui Jian.

In the early morning of the next day, Cui Jian, who had only slept for two or three hours, got out of bed early. The wound on his body began to tingle and itch, which was a sign that the wound was beginning to heal rapidly.

Cui Jian reckoned that if his physique was doubled again, it would take a few days for such trauma to completely return to its original state, intact. From the side, the attribute value realized by this system is one Kind of a pretty changeable thing.

After sensing Cui Jian's movement, Murong Jianguo rubbed his eyes sleepily, and muttered: "Why do you wake up so early in the early morning of Qing Dynasty? This chicken is not as diligent as you. Don't worry, wait until noon I will take you to a place and introduce someone to you!"

Cui Jian smiled, "I see, you just sleep, I'll go exercise."

"Are you okay? You haven't healed from your injuries yet. Why don't you practice?"

Duanmu Goudan was also awakened by the words at this time, and said something angrily.

Shao Bo turned over in a daze, looked sideways at the three of them, with a sleepy look on his face, "What are you muttering about? Who is injured?"

"No, I just sprained my ankle, and you can just sleep. Don't I cherish my own body? I save it!"

Cui Jian replied, and hurried out with his long sword in his hand. Murong Jianguo and Duanmu Goudan shook their heads slightly, probably because they had experienced life and death, so they had a sense of crisis.

Shao Bo looked at the two with a puzzled face, shaking his head and sighing again, and asked in doubt: "What are you hiding from me?"

Murong Jianguo had a serious expression on his face, "I think it's time for me to practice kung fu."

Shao Bo was taken aback, "Did we agree that Goudan and Cui Jian will not be on stage?"

Duanmu Goudan nodded, "I think so, I have to practice after the holiday!"

Shao Bo: "Is it still on holiday? The National Day Gala will not be here for a few days, and it's already past time for your holiday practice!"

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