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The extreme tension and excitement, the adrenaline triggered, made Zhang Ming ignore the pain, and he gritted his teeth to activate his ability——

Clip!

Before returning to the shot, facing the muzzle, Zhang Ming lowered his body presciently, the bullet passed over his head, and the hot wind ruffled his hair.

He strode closer to the black strong man, and punched the black strong man in the crotch again.

"Oh--"

The girls on the street were hiding behind the door to watch the fun. Zhang Ming punched in a row, and they all felt their teeth were sore, and they screamed for the two unlucky bastards.

There were also several hot girls, shouting to cheer Zhang Ming on.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for winning the 'Egg Beater' medal!" Xiao TV also joined in.

The strong black man fell to his knees in pain. Zhang Ming was about to go up and kick the gun in his hand into the air when the fat white man jumped up behind him and pressed Zhang Ming to the ground with his weight.

"Come on! Idiot, I caught him!" The fat white man's face was flushed with pain, he glared at Zhang Ming and roared viciously: "Boy, I changed my mind, I'm going to send you to the mad doctor, today I'll dissect you later!"

Seeing that the black strong man also slowed down, Zhang Ming stood up, no longer hesitated to start the last editing.

Back to a second ago, Zhang Ming just hit the black strong man, and a gust of wind came from behind him. He dodged the flying pounce of the fat white man, rushed up and kicked the gun in the black strong man's hand, before the two kidnappers slowed down. Come here, run over and pick up the gun.

Zhang Ming gasped and pointed the gun in the direction of the two kidnappers.

"Boy, your hands are shaking like my grandma's legs."

The fat white man clutched his crotch and slowly got up from the ground. He said, "Give us the gun back and let it be over. I'll do what I say. Otherwise, I'll tear you apart inch by inch and throw it in. Pacific Ocean."

Before Zhang Ming could speak, one of the girls squatting and watching the excitement shouted, "Don't believe him, this fat pig still owes me money, twice! He's an untrustworthy bastard!"

The scene suddenly fell into a dead silence, and the black strong man looked at his companion in disbelief: "Man, you must at least be responsible for the little brother below you."

"To shut up!"

Zhang Ming gasped and said, "It seems that your popularity is not very good."

The muzzle of the gun was always aimed at the fat white man, Zhang Ming stepped back, and the fat white man did not dare to take a step. Compared with the sharpshooter, a novice like Zhang Ming was the most intimidating. God knows if the shot he aimed at the leg would hit the forehead directly. .

Zhang Ming left the alley smoothly. After passing through several gloomy paths, he finally came to a prosperous road, which means that he successfully escaped the danger.

"Where exactly is this place?"

The people coming and going were all blond and blue-eyed foreigners. Zhang Ming turned his head to look behind him. In this neighborhood full of terror and sin, a few large characters were written in spray painting on the wall directly opposite:

"Welcome to Hell's Kitchen."

I ask you to collect, recommend, and comment on the quality of the three series~~~

Chapter 3 In order to gain fans, I embarked on the road of death

"Roman Restaurant, open [-] hours a day, welcome you."

After leaving Hell's Kitchen, Zhang Ming walked into a [-]-hour restaurant and found a corner seat to sit down.

He is so tired and needs to rest.

A waitress came over. She was young, probably in her early twenties, with long hair neatly tied into a ponytail, wearing a pair of glasses, and a comfortable smile on her face.

"Need something?" she asked.

Zhang Ming said embarrassedly, "I don't have any money on me. I just want to rest here for a while. I'll leave at dawn, okay?"

After crossing over, Zhang Ming had nothing but a suit of clothes. The only valuable thing on him was a pistol, but in this dangerous city, he needed a gun for self-defense.

"Oh." The waitress made a meaningful voice, pushed down her glasses, and looked Zhang Ming up and down, "Run away from home?"

Zhang Ming didn't know how to answer, so the waitress put away the menu, didn't ask any more questions, and left silently, leaving Zhang Ming with precious resting space.

Zhang Ming lay on the table and rubbed his cheeks hard, surrounded by an unprecedented sense of exhaustion.

"What's wrong with me?" Zhang Ming called out to the small TV in his consciousness.

The small TV floated in front of him and asked softly, "Do you feel weak in your limbs, weak in your waist and legs, and lack of energy, as if your body was hollowed out?"

It seems to be right, but Zhang Ming always feels that these words are not right.

Xiao TV ignored Zhang Ming's reaction and continued: "This is because the host's physical fitness cannot support continuous editing. Please pay attention to your body in future use. Small cuts are happy, but big cuts hurt your body."

Zhang Ming asked weakly, "Then when will I be better?"

"With enough food and sleep, recovery is expected in about a day."

How can there be food for him, Zhang Mingqiang held on, not letting himself fall asleep, opened the beep station system, and observed his own state.

Just now, Zhang Ming was busy running for his life, but Zhang Ming didn't pay attention. Taking advantage of his consciousness, he carefully analyzed the beeping station system.

The beep station system is divided into three major sections, namely: personal interface, popular videos and exchange center. The page of the last exchange center is gray and temporarily unavailable.

Zhang Ming first clicked on the personal interface:

Name: Zhang Ming

Sex: Male

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