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Chapter 44: Master Must-Have, Killer Starts (Seeking Follow-up Reading)

"The house is fine. I've returned your deposit, but do you really not want all the furniture and kitchenware?"

"No, thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Hong Chen walked into the airport dragging a suitcase and carrying a backpack.

After half a day's flight, we landed in New York.

He checked into the hotel that day to adjust to the time difference. Early in the morning, he had breakfast and went out for a stroll.

Standing in Times Square, Hong Chen was not very happy as he did not feel the legendary sweet air of freedom.

Fortunately, the sunshine, rainbow and little white horse playing on the big screen made him smile.

Gun shop.

He was surprised to see the supermarket-like layout.

But the conditions for buying a gun made him frown again.

Evening, bar.

Hong Chen looked at the pairs of big baby bears jumping violently on the stage and finally felt a little freedom.

After rejecting many offers from foreign women, he set his sights on a bald man with a bulge around his waist.

I followed the other party as he left, and after a heated conversation, I moved him to tears, and that's how I got the phone number of a supplier.

In one night, Hong Chen bought the item he wanted.

A must-have for a grandmaster: a gun.

After using a white ring for binding, it unexpectedly achieved a function similar to a storage space.

On the inside of his right arm, there is a detailed tattoo of a pistol, with the muzzle facing the palm, and a full magazine and seven boxes of bullets next to it.

A masterpiece.

It's both the third eye and the tattoo.

Hong Chen: I’m not clean anymore!
If he had known that it was such a binding and carrying form, he would have definitely bought something more powerful.

But it is enough for now. In the modern background, he can buy a gun by himself. In the ancient times when martial arts were low, the modern pistol is definitely qualified to compete for the world's number one "hidden weapon".

Of course, he no longer plans to continue binding kinetic firearms in the future.

First of all, the white ring gave the bound kinetic weapon the ability to continue to replenish bullet consumables, so he didn't need to worry about the pistol becoming scrap after running out of bound bullets.

Secondly, when he saw a pickup truck collection with a machine gun mounted on it in the supplier's warehouse, he suddenly realized that his vision was still too narrow.

Since a car only needs one white ring, then tanks and the like should not be much different, right?

I just don't know where to buy this big thing.

Moreover, it is almost impossible for individuals to buy tanks in the real world, and using other means would be too conspicuous. After all, what he wants is not the kind that can only be driven as a toy, but a fully armored one with shells that can be used in real battles at any time.

When you travel to a modern movie world in the future, you can consider binding one.

If we have tanks, which are known as the king of land warfare, then naval warships and air fighters should not be absent either.

Expanding our thinking further, if we can bring back things from the movie world, then can we also bring back those big toys that are considered secrets by other countries and invite some experts to study them?

Furthermore, the black technologies that are steadily mass-produced in the movie world...

Thinking about it this way, the three white rings left are too few.

Hong Chen knew nothing about modern firearms, so he spent another three days in New York learning about firearms and shooting. With his strong body control ability, he successfully transformed himself into a master pistol shooter.

There is still a day and a half left before the shuttle.

He flew back to China and continued to stay in the hotel.

The next day, I slept until noon.

I picked up my phone and looked at it.

Many classmates sent him messages, most of which asked about his early graduation and wished him good health.

He also has a few good friends, but these friends still have to face graduation thesis and defense, as well as finding jobs in the future, so they are under much more pressure than him and don't have much time to chat.

Not only people you chat with every day can be considered friends.

I ordered a takeaway before getting up, and it was delivered after I washed up.

Turn on the computer and eat while watching.

time flies.

The black ring countdown enters the countdown stage.

Hong Chen took a deep breath and stroked the tattoo on the inside of his arm. The black ring quickly expanded in front of his eyes and swallowed him up in an instant.
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[You have completed the first three novice missions. The worlds you will visit in the future will be divided into single and composite worlds. The world you are currently in is a composite world, which is a fusion of many film and television works. You can explore many different plots in this world and accept more mainline missions, or you can choose to leave after completing a mainline mission. Unexplored plots and unfinished mainline missions will appear in other composite worlds in the future. ]

[After completing multiple main quests, you can choose to merge red rings to increase the value of the final prize, but the number of white rings will not change. ]

[You will get clues to the main quest after meeting the main characters. ]

[Below, please start your exploration! ]
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boom!
A very familiar sound of gunfire.

Glock 17.

During the three days of shooting practice in New York, Hong Chen tried this famous pistol and memorized its sound.

However, this was the first time that blood splattered after a headshot.

Letting go, the dead man in the suit slid down the wall with his back, leaving a bloody trail behind him.

He turned his head and glanced quickly.

This is a very ordinary apartment.

The door was closed, the coffee table was broken, and the whistle of the kettle intensified.

There was a shoe print on the chest of the man in the suit, probably kicked by himself.

Before the start of this mission, he received new information prompts, and the timing after entering was also particularly exciting.

Moments after the shooting, he replaced the killer at work.

That’s right, a killer who only cares about money and not people.

The body leaning against the wall was a man who had just divorced, and the one who ordered his death was his ex-wife whom he had just met this morning.

Pitiful.

Then look down at yourself.

He was wearing a black suit and a black shirt. He took off his tie and put it in his pocket before coming to the door. He was wearing a gray mask that covered most of his face.

He pulled up his right sleeve, and the three white rings and the pistol tattoo were all there. He took out his cell phone, took a photo of the body, and sent it to the only contact.

While waiting, he gently pulled up the mask on his face and wanted to breathe a breath of fresh air, but he didn't expect to be filled with the smell of blood.

I haven't smelled such a stimulating smell for more than three years.

The phone vibrated.

Thirty-five thousand dollars arrived.

The order was worth 50,000 yuan, and the agent took 30% of it.

Hong Chen felt very wronged.

If you have the opportunity, you can try to be an agent.

He pocketed his phone and walked towards the door.

The moment he stretched out his hand to open the door, the hairs on the back of Hong Chen's hands instantly stood up and spread throughout his body in an instant.

His eyes suddenly became sharp and he dove to the side without thinking.

boom!
The sound of a shotgun blast was heard, and a hole was instantly blasted in the door. The flying wood chips and spreading bullets shattered all the fragile items in the room.

Hong Chen rolled on the ground and immediately raised his gun to fight back.

The figure at the door flashed away.

No hits.

But even if he couldn't see anyone, Hong Chen couldn't stop shooting at this moment, because the number of people on the other side and their firepower were unknown.

He fired and retreated toward the window.

Although this was the fifth floor, it was not difficult for him to jump down safely.

However, the other party did not give him this opportunity.

The dark gun barrel poked out from the hole in the door, pointing towards the window.

Although Hong Chen was only one step away, he did not dare to take the risk. He quickly stepped back, leaned back and rolled.

Gunshots rang out and window glass shattered.

Then, more delicate gunshots were heard one after another, and the door was opened.

Hong Chen retreated quickly, lowering his body all the way, hiding behind the side of the refrigerator, then raised his head and shot a bullet that shattered the light bulb.

The room suddenly darkened.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
The sound of high heels is very unique, and it always makes people think of beautiful words such as sexy, mature, and charming.

But now it has another meaning - death.

The voice-controlled corridor light outside the door was always on.

The long shadow slowly approached.

When Hong Chen looked at the shadow, he knew that the other party must be a leg expert.

Unfortunately, now is not the time to appreciate it.

Get closer.

Hong Chen suddenly took a step back and kicked the refrigerator.

The refrigerator flew out and hit the invisible figure.

The shotgun landed.

Hong Chen continued to chase towards the refrigerator, leaped up, twisted his body, and smashed down again with his legs like a sledgehammer.

Boom! !

With a muffled sound, the side of the refrigerator dented deeply, and the miscellaneous items inside fell out, making a clanging sound!

On the other side, a red figure was also thrown out, his pistol slipped, and his body hit the wall hard.

Hong Chen immediately raised his gun and took aim instantly.

But the next moment, his brows tightened slightly, he gave up shooting, and walked quickly forward.

Hong Ying did not stop. When Hong Chen was about two meters away from her, she suddenly dived down, with one hand reaching for Hong Chen's knee and the other hand aiming at Hong Chen's lower body.

At the same time, she exerted force on her waist and abdomen, swung her legs high up, and her pointed heels went straight to Hong Chen's face.

A quick glance and I found that they were indeed great legs.

Cruel!

And very experienced!

Hong Chen lowered his body, stood in a stable position as a rock, and used his knee to block the opponent's elbow.

Before the second attack comes, switch to the two-character clamp sheep horse stance to clamp the opponent's arm so that he cannot move forward.

The heels of shoes were flying in front of him, and he folded his arms and fell down.

After turning over swiftly, Hong Chen was already sitting on the other person's back. He locked the other person's legs with one foot, clamped the other person's wrists with one hand, and held the gun against her temple with the other hand.

The light is dim.

But if you only look at her from the side, she is still beautiful.

However, her eyes were very cold.

The look of relief amidst despair reminded Hong Chen of Nalan Yuanshu, with whom he had just parted not long ago.

As for body shape...

Hong Chen clamped his knees around her waist and felt her hipbone hitting his thigh.

She struggled with all her might, and even when her arm was dislocated she only frowned slightly.

However, Hong Chen remained motionless from beginning to end.

After several unsuccessful attempts, she opened her red lips slightly, her breathing became heavier, the coldness in her eyes faded slightly, and a hint of relief emerged from her despair.

Seeing that she had finally calmed down, Hong Chen spoke.

"Anna."

　These two chapters are a transition, so I revised them many times. Please recommend and vote for me.

　　
　
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