This aura is deadly

The small bathroom is only three to four square meters, with a toilet occupying one-third of the space. The slightly rusty shower head is still dripping with water. There is a sink and a mirror hanging on one side of the wall.

Chen Ke looked at the person in the mirror. A few hours after traveling through time, he had a chance to take a good look at himself.

The man in the mirror is an Asian with medium-long black hair and a bit of unruly stubble on his chin. He is about the same age as he was before time travel, and cannot be more than 25 years old.

In those black eyes, Chen Ke saw confusion, confusion and... madness. No matter from the look or temperament, it gives people a feeling of physical and mental exhaustion.

"You have a nice face." He touched his beard with a joking expression on his face.

He unbuttoned his shirt, took it off, threw it into the small basin aside, and stared at his figure again.

Not burly, but definitely strong enough. He belongs to the type that looks thin when dressed and fleshy when undressed. His arms have smooth muscle lines, his chest is thick, and his six-pack abdominal muscles have clear grooves, like a whole plate of chocolate.

But there are many scars from the past on his arms, waist and abdomen, and he was even shot in the abdomen. He was convinced that his past was not clean.

"Are you washing?" the woman asked outside.

Chen Ke turned on the faucet, and a stream of hot water gushes out of the shower head, and the hot steam slowly rises.

In the few hours he traveled back in time, Chen Ke experienced a lot of incredible things. There was blood and sweat on his body, and it was time to wash it off. He stepped into the hot water and let the warm water flow all over his body along the ravines of his muscles.

The woman was stirring the borscht with a wooden spoon in her left hand. The thick aroma of the broth could already smell the slightest hint of paste, but she didn't notice it and instead stared at the first-generation iPhone in her right hand.

"Is the package home?"

The woman looked back and saw that the water in the bathroom was gurgling, and a trace of hot steam came out from the crack in the door.

She replied to the text message: "Yes, come in through the window."

The woman glanced at the bathroom again, with anxiety in her eyes. She kept a fruit knife in her hand for emergencies.

"I'm downstairs." The phone vibrated.

"+50 minutes"

"+50 minutes"

"+50 minutes"

"The life span has reached the upper limit"

…

"Red window." The woman quickly returned.

She quietly walked to the door and locked it with the key, her heart beating thumpingly.

A blond man's head slowly emerged from the window. His blue eyes scanned the room alertly. When he saw the woman in the room nodding towards him, he jumped into the room lightly.

He was wearing a dark blue sportswear and carrying a red triangular backpack. He slowly took out a black FN509 pistol from the holster on the inside of his sportswear, and took out a silencer from his pants pocket and installed it.

He heard the sound of running water in the bathroom and glanced at the woman again. The woman pointed at the bathroom door. He made a "shhh" gesture, moved softly to the front of the bathroom door, raised his pistol, and pressed the button on the door. Pull the trigger.

"Bang...click...bang...click...bang...click...bang...click..."

The silencer can eliminate the sound of the shell gunpowder detonating, but it cannot eliminate the sound of the mechanical movement of the gun barrel ejecting the shell. However, it was so late that no one cared about the sound.

The wooden door was shot through by 9mm bullets, leaving nine bullet holes. There was no sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, only the shower was still rattling. The blond man walked to the door and opened it gently. Warm steam greeted him. There was no one in the room except for a shirt stained red with blood and thrown into a small basin in the corner.

He looked back at the woman, feeling slightly panicked. I saw the woman lying in a pool of blood, her eyes closed tightly, and her lower abdomen was stabbed to the core with a fruit knife. The tip of the knife penetrated from the back to the front.

Perhaps it was the killer's intuition that caused him to suddenly feel a huge murderous aura behind him. He turned around and saw a shirtless man about to strangle himself.

The blond man raised his gun and when he was about to pull the trigger, he found that the other party actually put his thumb into his trigger guard.

As expected, he was a professional. The sneak attack from behind was discovered so quickly. Chen Ke secretly sighed.

He pushed the blond man and kicked his left knee. The blond man's legs weakened and he fell to the ground. But the opponent reacted quickly. He rolled backwards, stabilized his posture and distanced himself, raised his hand and raised the gun towards Chen Ke and continuously pulled the trigger.

However, there was only one gun left in his hand.

Chen Ke whistled and threw aside the sleeve and spring in his hand.

The blond man turned and ran out of the door. When he turned the door handle, he found that the door was locked. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead. He gritted his teeth and took out a jumping knife from his pocket.

"The equipment is really complete. It will all be mine later." Chen Ke licked his tongue.

The blond man was brandishing a dagger, and Chen Ke saw that it was the CQC's posture.

The other party's murderous intent was still flowing towards him, but this time there was something different. This man had a faint red outline in Chen Ke's field of vision, as if he was locked.

Chen Ke deduced that this represented a hostile reminder. It seemed that not only could he feel the murderous intent within a certain range, he could also use the red outline to determine which specific target the murderous intent came from.

This ability is very useful, it means that he can quickly find the lurking attacker in the vast crowd, instead of only knowing that danger is coming, but having no way of knowing who the enemy is!

The corner of Chen Ke's mouth raised slightly. He decided to call this ability "Murderous Aura Radar". The previous ability to absorb murderous weapons to increase their lifespan was named "Murderous Aura Vacuum Cleaner"

The blond man didn't know why Chen Ke was laughing, and thought he was mocking himself. A hint of displeasure flashed across his face. He held the knife behind his back, rushed forward, and slashed Chen Ke's throat.

Chen Ke leaned back to avoid the opponent's sharp blade, and took advantage of the situation to change his position with a sideways step. The opponent did not leave any room for Chen Ke. He held the dagger behind his back and chased after him, pulling out a long gash on Chen Ke's left forearm. Blood flowed suddenly.

The blond man smiled, took a step back, and licked the blood on the blade with his tongue.

Chen Ke looked at the wound on his left forearm, a thought swirled in his mind, and a line of small words appeared in the corner of his eye:

"Consume 30 minutes of life to heal wounds."

Immediately, the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving not even a mark. He is now able to control when and how to use his lifespan.

The only thing that dissatisfied him was that it took 30 minutes to treat fatal wounds and other wounds. It seemed that it was not cost-effective to use this ability to treat minor ailments.

Your life is precious, so use it sparingly.

"What the hell?"

The blond man looked like he had seen a ghost and couldn't believe his eyes.

Taking advantage of the moment when the blond man was doubting his life, Chen Keshun picked up the pot still boiling hot soup on the stove and threw it at the blond man.

The viscous hot soup flew through the air in an orange arc. The pieces of meat and vegetables rolled around and hit the killer's face and body along with the soup.

"Ahhh!!! Fake Squid!!"

The blond man was so hot that he covered his burned cheek in pain, but even so, the jumping knife in his right hand was still pointed directly at Chen Ke. This is the quality of a qualified killer.

Chen Ke immediately rushed forward, dodged the jumping knife wielded by the blond man, and grabbed his wrist with his backhand. With a strong force, there was a sound of brittle bones breaking, and the blond man's wrist was twisted by Chen Ke.

Chen Ke held the blond man's fist tightly and asked him to put the jumping knife into his throat. He only heard a "hiss" sound, and the blade penetrated into the throat bone without any obstacles. Chen Ke took advantage of the situation and pulled the jumping knife from The other side of the neck slipped out, and one-third of the man's neck was cut out, like a human fountain. He was kneeling on the ground while spurting blood.