The first red name is forced to open [hologram]

All kinds of possibilities suddenly came to Bai Jiashu's mind—he felt inexplicably that even if he lived another lifetime, he would still be that bounty killer that everyone yelled at. Enemies will always exist and will never disappear, and he will still be alone in the end one person.

The task items that I just got became dull, and Bai Jiashuli ignored Jingvatian and left alone.

He got off the line, slumped on the bed and looked at the ceiling. After entering November, the weather was getting colder. The potted plants by his window had fallen dead leaves all over the ground. The cold wind poured in through the window, making his fingers icy cold.

Bai Jiashu sat in front of the desk in a daze, the pen in his hand fell on the homework book, unable to draw a letter for a long time.

Who is going to kill me?

And who is going to put me to death?

Who else can't understand me?

How many people am I fighting against?

He's stuck in a dead end.

Bai Jiashu was lying on the table, he opened his eyes without blinking, he remembered that when he was terminally ill in his last life, he was dying like this, every day, as long as he was awake, he kept killing , make money, otherwise you will fall into a coma and the whole world will be gray.

The clock pointed at 12 o'clock, and the house was deserted. Bai Jinhua went out to work and did not return. Before he left, he did not forget to leave 20 yuan on the table. Bai Jiashu grabbed the money and put it in his pocket, closed the door and walked out of the community.

When the weather became cold, there were fewer pedestrians exercising outside. He put his hands in his pockets, shrunk his neck, buried half of his face in the collar of his clothes, and endured the harsh cold wind.

There is a pancake shop run by an old man at the gate of the community. It doesn't seem to be very delicious, and there is only one type of noodles, so the business is deserted. Bai Jiashu walked to the window, pulled down his collar and showed his face: "The boss wants a pancake."

The old man lazily said in the window, "The batter is not ready, wait a minute."

"Ok."

He stood at the door of the pancake house, and the cold wind blew in from almost all the gaps in the hem of his coat and trousers, freezing his whole body in a short while. Bai Jiashu stood still and looked down at his shoes, and stomped his feet vigorously.

What he didn't know was that someone was watching him from across the road.

Zhai Zhen had just come out of a meeting with his business partner, with his suit jacket still draped over his elbows. Seeing him standing at the door of the car and not getting in for a long time, the assistant next to him couldn't help reminding him.

"Boss Zhai, what's the matter?"

He came back to his senses, looked away from the boy who was frozen like a chicken, and smiled: "It's nothing."

Zhai Zhen sat in the business car with the warm air on and there was a standing drink in the back seat. Seeing that the assistant was discussing the itinerary with the driver, he suddenly waved his hand after a while.

"Assistant Cui, I have one more thing to trouble you with."

And Bai Jiashu, who was waiting for the pancakes in the cold wind, counted the bricks on the ground three times, feeling someone shouting something in his ear, and then he noticed a man in a suit across the road was waving at him non-stop, jumping up and down .

Bai Jiashu: "?"

As soon as the traffic light passed, the man in the suit ran straight towards him.

Assistant Cui ran over with a paper bag in his hand, panting heavily: "Hi little classmate, this is for you."

And Bai Jiashu still maintained the posture of putting his hands in his sleeves and crouching his body to keep warm, he was taken aback when he heard this: "Give it to me?"

"That's right!"

He looked down, there was no LOGO on the paper bag, and there was a certain brand of bottled milk in it, which had been warmed thoughtfully and was warm to the touch.

Bai Jiashu was a little puzzled, and he looked at the smiling face of the man in the suit again, thinking that the takeaway boys are all dressed so formally these days.

Assistant Cui looked back at Zhai Zhen who was sitting in the car, and said with a smile: "Little classmate, I'll leave if I have nothing to do, goodbye!"

Bai Jiashu hesitated: "Please wait..."

But he had already run away again, his fat body was exceptionally dexterous, leaving Bai Jiashu alone holding a bottle of hot milk standing in a daze.

The owner of the pancake shop opened the window with a bang, and handed out a plastic bag: "The pancake is ready, I gave you an extra piece of pancake, eat it quickly when it's cold."

Bai Jiashu was taken aback for a moment, then met the old man's lazy face with no expression, "Thank you."

He took the milk out of the paper bag with a big slogan on it.

[High calcium, high protein, growing taller is not a dream! 】

Bai Jiashu smiled, raised his head and downed half a bottle in one breath, feeling energetic all over his body.

After returning home and re-boarding the game, he chose to teleport Aibang City. The glorious guild residence is still the same, and all kinds of strange players come and go, and they greet him when they see him.

"Hey God is here!"

"Are you going to fight in chaos, my meat shield!"

"I think you are trying to increase your ranking by ignoring God's head."

"Good afternoon~"

Bai Jiashu's footsteps gradually became brisk. He greeted one by one, and then went to the guild warehouse to find the beautiful girl warrior. He was going to find some materials.

As we all know, there is a group of people who wander in the most dangerous places, do the work of killing and stealing goods, earn money from licking blood, and are hunted down by all the soldiers and even players in the regional server. They are—Da Hongming.

As a former leader in this industry, Bai Jiashu has a deep understanding. In fact, money for bounty hunters is not easy to earn. The reward for assassinating a designated player is not worth deducting the money for repairing equipment, buying weapons, city teleportation, and medical treatment. Many, not to mention that if caught by the guards, they will be jailed.

In the eyes of ordinary players, they are full of blood and mystery. In fact, the bounty killer circle is also organized and disciplined.

Bai Jiashu made up his mind, replenished the required supplies in the warehouse, and raised his hand to buckle the helmet.He took out the VSS and Gouza on his back, and hung the laser sword on his waist. The gray light is particularly eye-catching. This is almost telling others that this is Samadhi himself. If you want to find fault, come and find fault. ah.

Under the watchful eyes of all the guild members, Bai Jiashu wore such a high-profile attire, and walked majestically on the street of Aibang City.

Every city has a city lord's mansion and a city hall. Although the NPCs are different, the large stele of the hero list is exactly the same, recording the top 100 players in the third district server.

He stood in front of the list of heroes for a while, and found his name. On the back of the two small characters "Sanmai", as expected, he found a scratch marked with red soil, because the monument of the list of heroes was not clean. So not too noticeable.

This mark is a unique mark in the bounty killer circle, which means that this person is already my prey, and you can no longer take his job.

Bai Jiashu looked at that Hongyin, a little funny.

If the bounty hunter misses a hit within the time limit, he will definitely attack again, otherwise the hunter will not only get no money, but also compensate the client for the gold coins.All he has to do now is force the mysterious killer.

So Bai Jiashu stretched out his hand and rubbed it on the ground, and added a black soil mark after his name.

If the time exceeds three days, other hunters can grab the order, and whoever takes the head counts as his achievement.

Hey, it feels really weird to kill yourself.After Bai Jiashu finished all this, he wandered carelessly on the street.

And as the unlucky bounty hunter, Jade Jiao, still doesn't know that he is being targeted.

He received a communication from himself, saying that his mission target had been intercepted.

"Damn, who is so tasteless, even snatching other people's orders, I don't know if it's hard to make a living these days? A celebrity is also a human being, can you be a little bit more responsible?"

That's what Jade Dumpling said, but he still quickly packed up his equipment.

His mission goal was the most difficult to crack among the orders he received recently, but the other party gave him a lot of gold coins, so he gritted his teeth and wanted to chew off this hard bone.

Who is he dealing with?

A person who stood on the city wall on the first day of the server and watched all the players in the city being chased and killed by NPCs. He almost sat on the rocket at the starting line. A person who led a semi-disabled team to clear the hell-level dungeon N+1 times, a person who single-handedly dragged down the elite group of the Grand Guild, and even almost killed them all.

So many deeds converge into one person's name - Samadhi.

Does anyone else know this name?

It would be too much not to know.

The word "Sanmai" has become synonymous with strength, and it is a hot topic everywhere, which is why, even though Jade Dumpling has already lost once, he still does not give up.

Once he succeeds in assassinating Samadhi, his value in the bounty hunter world will rise, at least three times his appearance price, and normal people in this transaction know that they can make a profit without losing money.

When Jade Dumpling brought a sack of guns and weapons to the place provided by the informant, he found that there was nothing to look for, so Sanmai stood in the middle of the road, the motorcycle under his feet was majestic, and passers-by came from time to time Casting an attention salute to him, it couldn't be more conspicuous.

Jade Dumpling stood in the shadow of the alley, waiting for the best opportunity. After a while, Samadhi rode towards the outside of the city. It seemed that he was going to do a task. He hurriedly followed, his figure was so light and fast that no one could notice it .

Gradually, he found that the path Samadhi took was getting more and more deviated, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians. He specially picked those difficult paths, which were just right for him to start.

Emerald Dumpling felt a surge of excitement, just about to go up to sneak attack, suddenly heard a light click under his feet, he froze his body suddenly, and felt a thump in his heart.

With the familiar feeling of sinking springs, this hard and cold raised feeling, Jade Dumpling almost scolded her mother the moment she heard the sound.

Coincidentally, I stepped on a mine.

Jade Dumpling kept one foot forward and the other behind the back motionless, with one hand still raised in the air, imitating the movements of a discus thrower and froze.

Several hypotheses frantically flicked through his mind: Who placed the mines here?

When was it placed?

Could it be a coincidence?

In just a second, cold sweat came down his head.

But in the next second, something that made him even more frightened happened: when he didn't notice, Sanmai folded back and looked at him silently.

The assassination target found himself, and he was still stepping on a mine. Is there anything more frightening than this?

Jade Dumpling took out his dagger almost instantly, intending to fight to the death, but he found Sanmai smiling.

"Do you really think that you are assassinating me?"

He tilted his head, and said in a slow voice, "I found you."

Several sounds of breaking through the air came, and Jade Dumpling leaped back suddenly. The landmine lost its sense of weight and instantly triggered an explosion. The experienced killer gritted his teeth and poured in a bottle of red medicine, which fell into the bushes a few times.

When he looked up, a big hole was blown out where he was standing, and a row of arrows was inserted in the place next to him. The sound of piercing the air just now turned out to be a crossbow. This is the only long-range weapon that has no sound. Surprisingly, I didn't expect the Samadhi to be prepared in advance.

Jade Dumpling lost all intention of joking in an instant. He stared blankly at Samadhi who was standing there motionless, as if he was facing a formidable enemy—he seemed to have no intention of fighting back at all, almost full of flaws.

Jade Dumpling is usually proud of her talents, but now she hesitates.

"Boy, that's not how assassinations are done." Bai Jiashu looked at him and smiled.

As the most popular name in the entire server, Bai Jiashu can be called the patriarch of all bounty killers. Now those in the industry can kneel down and call him daddy regardless of their qualifications.

Emerald Dumpling felt underestimated, and was annoyed: "Let's go to the Resurrection Fountain and talk about it!"

In the next second, his figure disappeared in an instant, and he ran towards Bai Jiashu at an extremely fast speed, almost an afterimage, even with the cold dagger in his hand right in front of his eyes, but Bai Jiashu remained motionless.

The red light of various wounds appeared on his body, Bai Jiashu's hair was blown wildly by the wind, and Jade Dumpling almost brought the melee combat that he was proud of to the extreme.

After the last move, Jade Dumpling leaped back and left the battle circle.

He leaned on the tree trunk to breathe, his physical strength had already reached the critical point, and the injury caused by the mine just now was getting worse, but when he looked up, he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Bai Jiashu still stood in the same position as before, motionless, as if Jade Dumpling was dancing by herself just now.

"The damage you caused to me is 200 per second, plus critical strikes. Let's say you average 300 per second. My basic blood volume is 7500. Assuming I only activate the basic passive, 400 points of blood will be automatically recovered every second. You Even if you fight for two hours, you can't get rid of a layer of blood."

"You are using a cold light dagger. From the perspective of damage, your level ranges from 15 to 18. With my damage, it will take about 2.75 seconds to pierce your blood bar. Are you ready? I'm going to start. "He said lightly.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [nutrient solution]: 50 bottles of cats;

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