Chapter 3 It's True

In a quiet alley in Jinguan City, a man in a white embroidered shirt appeared out of nowhere, fell on the ground and rolled around for a few times, before dropping a black pistol.

"Sigh~"

Anyang quickly stabilized his figure, stood up, quickly picked up the pistol on the ground, glanced left and right, put it in the carry-on space, and patted the dust on his shirt.

He took out his phone and frowned.

"Where is this place, am I not at home?"

"According to the location, this is still Jinguan City, and it is not far from the place where the selected person lives."

Anyang was stunned for a moment, and said doubtfully, "I was not at home before the shuttle, why did I come here?"

The phone in his hand was silent for a long time before a line of words flashed.

"...The earth is spinning."

The expression on Anyang's face stiffened.

"This explanation...why didn't you throw me in Africa!"

"My computing system has been out of use for a long time. It's normal to have a small error. It has been repaired."

"Okay, don't really throw me in Africa. Fortunately, there is no one here, otherwise the pistol will fall and I will have to go to the police station."

The phone screen went dark.

Anyang has no solution to this mobile phone with the ability to defy the sky, rubbed his sore waist and walked out of the dark alley.

A ray of sunlight shone on his face. It was only a short month, but it made him feel as if he had passed away. What he experienced the previous month was really like a dream.

This mission spent more than a month in the world of "This killer is not too cold". Perhaps because of the prelude, he gained a lot. Two guns including accessories and several bullets were lying in the carry-on space, and a few more an ability that others can only dream of.

"Well, there are about 70,000 US dollars left. I don't know if it can be used in the real world. With the current probability, six, seven, forty-two... Hey, did I suddenly become rich?"

"Is this really not a dream?"

Anyang was walking down the street, feeling a little dazed. So far, he has not been able to confirm that it is true, and he is even more uncertain. He just pulled the trigger twice and killed a person just so far away.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd ahead, and there was a woman's cry.

"Catch the thief, catch the thief, the thief stole my bag."

"In broad daylight, you two dare to grab my bag, stop for me!"

The two young men quickly separated from the crowd and rushed towards Anyang. The first one held a fashionable LV bag in his hand and glanced back from time to time.

Perhaps Anyang blocked their way, the man with the bag stretched out his hand to push Anyang away without hesitation, and ran forward.

Anyang is not low, 1.8 meters tall, and he is not thin, but nowadays people have always been wise to protect themselves and will not easily cause trouble, and the two of them are also tall, so the thief never thought that Anyang would meet Shoot at them.

But at this time, Anyang was just upset, and he received the transmission of fighting proficient (primary) again. The thief didn't mess with him.

"boom!"

Before the crowd could see what was going on, the thief lay on the ground with a huge bag on his forehead, and a pink limited-edition LV bag came out of his hand.

Facts have proved that the primary fighting proficiency is also fighting proficiency, at least at the professional level, far beyond ordinary gangsters.

Fighting proficient told him that before reaching the master level, never let his opponent have the strength to fight back, and he must seize the advantage and fight to the end, otherwise it is likely to capsize!

So, just as the little gangster was about to struggle to get up, Anyang stepped forward without hesitation and stepped on his head. This move is so simple, yet so violent.

"boom."

With a muffled sound, the eyes of the surrounding crowd jumped, subconsciously swallowing, watching the thief's head and the pool of blood that collided with the tiled sidewalk, they couldn't help but tremble.

Anyang turned his head to look aside, another young man took a step back subconsciously, drew a dagger from behind his waist, faced Anyang, and said fiercely:

"What do you want to do? It's none of your business. It's all about the way. I warn... I advise you to stay on the line in everything."

Anyang was dazed, and only then did he truly feel that everything brought to him by the time travel mobile phone was real, including power. Although it made him feel unreal, it was so intoxicating.

A tall woman rushed over, picked up the bag on the ground, raised her head and said to him with a look of joy: "Thank you, this... My name is Song Hanshan, this time thanks to you."

Anyang glanced at her, she was very fashionable, with light makeup, and she was very beautiful.

But he didn't have time to worry about it. How should he put it, he just got a great adventure, and his heart was in chaos.

The little gangster next to him looked at him, his eyes widened, and he charged at him with his teeth clenched. The dagger stabbed out fiercely. He was a bit measured and aimed at the stomach. After all, no one could afford to kill someone.

"what!"

The beautiful woman screamed. She had never seen such a scene since she was pampered.

"Hmph, courting death!"

Anyang's eyes are fast and his hands are fast. He hasn't reached the point where he can pick up a bare-handed blade. Instead, he dodged this move sideways, and pushed him away with the help of his hand. When the distance was appropriate, he kicked the gangster's crotch.

"boom."

"Hey!!! Ah!!!"

Looking at the twisted facial features of the little gangster, everyone seemed to hear the sound of eggs being smashed to the ground, and the lower body was slightly cold.

The young man knelt on the ground clutching his crotch, completely stunned by the intense pain, and even the dagger in his hand fell to the ground without thinking.

The beautiful woman was stunned for a while, and took a long time to react. She quickly took out her mobile phone from her bag and made a call.

"Wait a minute, sir, I'll make a call."

"Hey, Uncle Lin, I'm on Wutong Road now, and I've encountered something. You should bring someone over here, yes, it's urgent."

The beautiful woman put down the phone and looked at Anyang, who was tall and straight. There seemed to be light in her eyes, and she stretched out her hand as she spoke.

"Okay, let me handle the next thing. Thank you very much. Let me introduce myself again. My name is Song Hanshan. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Anyang glanced at her and had to admit that the woman's appearance was amazing, especially with light makeup, she looked like a fairy, and her body curves were also very good. The delicate and fashionable dress would bring out the advantages of her body. Zooming in further, it looks ********.

"Hello, my name is Anyang..."

As he was talking, he suddenly felt the phone in his trousers pocket tremble, and the hand he had just stretched out was retracted.

Song Hanshan was a little embarrassed and took her hand back.

But she didn't care, and when she saw Anyang put down her phone, she said, "Anyang, right, thank you for helping me just now, you were so handsome just now, you brought these two thieves down in a few seconds, have you practiced martial arts? "

Anyang frowned and didn't answer her. After looking at the phone, he already had some intention of leaving, and said, "I'll leave the rest to you, I won't interfere, and I'll go first. "

Song Hanshan was stunned for a moment, then quickly said, "Please wait a minute, I haven't thanked you yet."

Anyang shook his head, turned around and left: "No, I still have something to do."

Song Hanshan was stunned, and quickly followed: "Mr. Anyang, leave a contact information, I will definitely thank you well, hello, Mr. Anyang..."

Anyang was silent without saying a word, but secretly quickened his pace and quickly disappeared around the corner.

Leaving Song Hanshan in a daze, she looked down at herself, not knowing where her usual charm had gone, it took a long time to react, and a little star appeared in her eyes.

"What a cool man."

Soon, a black commercial vehicle whizzed by, almost immediately following, and several police cars also came to the scene.

...

"How long has it been since the day I left?"

This time, only a line of words appeared on the screen of the mobile phone, and no sound came out.

"According to Nochel's space-time formula, entering the source world with any world as the basis, the time ratio between the source world and the base world is 10:1, the selectee has spent 33 days in the source world, and about three days have passed in the real world. Zero seven hours."

Anyang nodded, took a deep breath, and said, "Has anyone called me these days?"

A photo of a beautiful girl appeared on the phone screen, with a row of data and a striking number on it.

"Yes, a girl named Ji Weiwei called you 28 times."

Anyang's complexion changed, three days have passed, this girl will not call the police.

"It's broken, call back quickly."

The phone was quickly connected, and a girl's voice came out, very clear.

"Hey?"

"Cough cough... Hey, it's me, Anyang."

"Anyang?! Where are you dead? I've been looking for you for three days, and I can't get through."

"Uh... I dropped my phone when I quit my job. No, I just bought a new phone."

"Fart, then why didn't I find you when I went to your house? You're not at home, right? Don't think I don't know the key you hid on the door frame. I slept at your house the day before yesterday, and I'll call the police if you don't come back. "

Anyang was stunned for a moment, then said: "How do you know that I put the key on the door frame?"

The voice on the phone softened a lot all of a sudden, seemed to sigh, and said, "Don't talk to me about that, tell me honestly, why you quit your job and dropped your phone, are you wronged, where are you going these days? Oh, eh, no, you won't go looking for Miss!"

A lot of sweat broke out on Anyang's face, but he had to bite the bullet and open the topic and said, "You are so lenient, by the way, you won't be still at my house now, will you?"

"No, my mom told me to go home, saying that my dad was seriously ill. I'm in the car now. Oops, I'm in the tunnel. I'll call you later."

"Is your uncle okay, hello?"

Anyang slowly put down his phone and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Ji Weiwei is his old friend. As for how old he is, he really can't remember. It should have been playing together when they were very young.

Ji Weiwei's parents and his parents both live in Yancheng City, and they are both teachers. They are in the same teacher community. The two grew up in Yancheng together from childhood. They have been together from kindergarten to university, and they have been in the same class until high school. , did not separate until the university was no longer in the same department. It is no exaggeration to say that he was a childhood sweetheart. When he was in college, he often went out to dinner with Ji Weiwei, which was often teased by his roommates.