Host, stop: You are cannon fodder, not a villain.

In a villa on the outskirts of Beijing, the young man with his hands tied slowly opened his eyes, feeling an unfamiliar pain coming from his limbs.

Su Wujing frowned unconsciously and silently rolled his eyes to scan the surrounding environment.

Beautiful house, strange decorations, gorgeous and bright.

And he was thrown into a corner. Sitting on the sofa in the middle was a tall man with a look of impatience on his face. There were several men standing behind the man, wearing uniform black suits, all with the same expression, as cold as decorations.

Su Wujie blinked and looked down at the hemp rope wrapped several times around his wrist. Without any hesitation, Su Wujie put his hands on the thick carpet and pressed hard.

There was a click, and the bones of his hand were dislocated. Su Wujing twisted his wrist to break free of the rope, and the abnormal noise he made quickly attracted the attention of other people in the living room, who all looked in his direction.

Su Wujing stood up expressionlessly, held his hand, pinched the bones of his hand and pushed the dislocated bones back.

Raising his eyes, Su Wujing looked at the bodyguards in black who were surrounding him, and asked in his heart, "Can we kill them all?" 】

[No, there are laws in this world, and the host will be arrested if he kills someone. ] System 17 spoke abruptly, [This is a special situation now. The system will transmit the original memory to the host later. Now the host is asked to get out of danger and leave here. 】

Su Wujing didn't answer anymore, because the bodyguards had already surrounded him and started to attack him.

Su Wujing advanced instead of retreating, raised his hand and easily caught the man's fist, and twisted it hard. The man groaned in pain, and was kicked away by Su Wujing before he could react.

The sudden outburst stunned the other three bodyguards, and then they all attacked together. Su Wujing dodged a kick, bent back, raised his arm, and pressed his elbow hard against the bodyguard's abdomen.

Listening to the muffled sound behind him, Su Wujing raised his hands and raised his head, grabbed the bodyguard's collar and threw him forward. The bodyguard was lifted up, drawing a semicircle in the air, and his back hit the floor hard with a muffled sound.

Su Wujing's body moved forward with great force, he turned forward with his hands on the ground, and kicked the other bodyguard hard with his feet, forcing him to take several steps back.

The moment he stabilized his body, Su Wujing took two steps back, raised his foot and kicked forward, kicking the last bodyguard away.

All the actions took just half a minute. Su Wujing injured all four bodyguards. He didn't give those bodyguards a chance to react. He stepped forward, grabbed one of them's arm and twisted it back. , removed directly.

Soon, all four bodyguards were eliminated by Su Wujing. They were all lying on the ground groaning and wailing, leaving only the noble man who had been sitting on the sofa.

Su Wujing shook his hand, and after a fight, the previous injuries on his body were also torn, and his whole body ached.

He looked at the man standing up from the sofa casually. Su Wujing didn't talk nonsense, and didn't give the man a chance to speak. He went up and hit his knee in the air. The man was so fast that he couldn't react at all, so he could only barely raise his hand to block. He tried to block it, but was still forced back by Su Wujing's strength.

When Su Wujing landed, he kicked the man sideways and kicked him away. He picked up the lighter on the coffee table and quickly ran to the window.

At the same time, Su Wujing took off his coat to protect his arms and broke through the window, rolling and landing safely.

Swinging his coat, Su Wujing stood firm and calmly lit it, then threw it through the window gap with his backhand.

I don't know what quality the clothes were, but they burned very quickly. Su Wujing also threw them out. The flames of the clothes rose, and the tongues of flame quickly ignited the curtains, and black smoke came out.

Su Wujing didn't even look at it, and quickly left in the direction of the gate. He accelerated when he was still ten meters away from the gate, and used the power of sprint to climb over the iron gate and land safely.

In a completely unfamiliar environment, Su Wujing could only leave along the road, and was stunned when he walked out of the villa area and onto the main road.

He saw a car speeding past him. It was a strange thing with people sitting inside. It looked like a lump of iron. It should be a heavy thing, but for some reason it could run so fast.

Su Wujing couldn't understand it, but he was only surprised for a moment and stepped towards the road.

Suddenly, Su Wujing turned around and saw another iron lump rushing towards him.

Su Wujing frowned and looked at the car driving towards him unhappily. He did not get out of the way, but turned to face the black car. He wanted to dismantle this strange thing and see why it was moving and running like this. quick.

Moreover, this thing bumped into him very rudely, which made him very unhappy.

Just when Su Wujing was about to take action, the car suddenly braked and stopped two meters away from him. The driver's seat window was lowered. Fu Ang stuck his head out and stared at Su Wujing with an unkind look, "This is Main road! I want to die!"

Su Wujing, who was suddenly scolded, became even more unhappy. He raised his hand and hit the car hood hard. The hard hood dented directly and the car vibrated.

Fu Ang's eyelids twitched for no reason, and he immediately opened the door and got out of the car. He looked at the dent on the car cover in shock, and then looked at Su Wujing. What kind of human is this, so tough?

Su Wujing regretted it after smashing it, because it really hurt, and it had never hurt so much.

He frowned and spread his hands. He raised his foot and kicked the car again in displeasure. He wanted to dismantle the thing more and more, but it actually hurt him!

The car vibrated again, and Su Wujing's feet began to hurt. He looked at the black car with disgust and wanted to smash it.

Fu Ang was also kicked by Su Wujing's kick. Before he could say anything, the window of the back seat was lowered, and a low voice of inquiry came from inside, "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Lin." Fu Ang immediately went over to explain, "There is a lunatic who dented the front hood of the car with his fist."

Lin Shuangchen raised his eyebrows in surprise. He got up and got out of the car and came to the car. He glanced at the dent in the car cover.

He pursed his lips and remained silent for a moment, then said to Su Wujing, "The cost of repairing the car is 300,000, give me the money."

Su Wujing glanced at Lin Shuangchen. He was covered in golden light, but his forehead was surrounded by a cloud of black energy. At first glance, he looked like he would be short-lived.

Su Wujing disagreed and turned around to leave. This body was in bad shape and he needed to find a place to rest.

But before he even took two steps, his arm was grabbed. Su Wujing used his backhand to catch him, and directly pinned Lin Shuangchen, who was grabbing him, to the front of the car.

Su Wujing pressed Lin Shuangchen's shoulders tightly, took Lin Shuangchen's wrist and pulled it back. There was a click, the wrist was dislocated, and Lin Shuangchen also groaned.

Upon seeing this, Fu Ang, the driver, immediately came up to rescue his boss. He raised his fist and punched Su Wujie. Su Wujing immediately pulled Lin Shuangchen in front of him. Fu Ang's fist hit Lin Shuangchen's cheekbone. superior.

"grass!"