Survival Game: Random SSS Talents

"Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive."

Li Ba stood between Zhou Wen and 6371 and waved his hand quickly.

"They are all our own people."

6371 stared at Zhou Wen sitting in the car.

demon king……

"who is he?"

Zhou Wen looked at the young police officer who was leading a team of officers and soldiers. He seemed to know him.

He looked on guard.

The officers and soldiers around them did not dare to relax at all.

They all held up the black muzzles of their guns.

This made Zhou Wen very unhappy.

Li Ba ran to Zhou Wen's ear and said to him: "He is the president of the Guild of Order, 6371."

"In reality, he is also a police superintendent and is in charge of many officers and soldiers."

"He was the one who contacted us, the children of aristocratic families, to report our talents in the first place."

6371……

Zhou Wen thought about it when he heard the name.

That arrogant and rude guy.

Zhou Wen snorted coldly.

Li Ba turned around.

"We are all our own people...put down the gun...put down the gun..."

6371 waved.

The surrounding officers and soldiers put down their guns one after another.

Only then did Li Ba's heart drop.

"Why are you here?"

6371 also had a bad impression of Zhou Wen.

He was always wary of Zhou Wen.

Although I don’t know what his talent is.

But as long as he awakens his talent... he will definitely be a formidable opponent!

Once he goes berserk.

Maybe this is a disaster for the entire city.

Li Ba hurriedly explained: "We are here to catch the vicious dog Zhang Yong."

Then Li Ba pointed to the body on the ground.

"These are all done by the evil dog Zhang Yong."

Hearing what Li Ba said, 6371 looked ugly.

Apparently the body of the vicious dog Zhang Yong has been found.

Why is he still capable of committing crimes?

"Who was that hooded man just now?"

6371 asked Li Ba.

Li Ba also shook his head.

He doesn't know either.

"I don't know, but...it seems that the person just controlled the soul of the evil dog Zhang Yong."

6371 glanced at Zhou Wen and the others uncertainly.

Then he said.

"Bring them all away, take them away and collect them."

The surrounding officers and soldiers gathered around.

Tris wanted to resist but Zhou Wen stopped him.

6371 looked at Zhou Wen calmly.

Eyes calm.

Extremely profound.

Like a pool of stagnant water!

…………

In a rental house somewhere.

A figure suddenly appeared.

As soon as he appeared in this rental house, there was laughter.

"Hahahahaha!"

It was the hooded man.

He was holding on to the wall with one hand and covering his stomach with the other, laughing heartily.

He laughed for several minutes before stopping.

He wiped his tears and regained his composure.

He turned around and looked at the man lying on the sofa.

It was a man who looked to be in his 20s, very young.

But he looked decadent at this time, his beard had not been cut for a long time, his hair was a mess, and he exuded a strange greasy smell.

There was a circle of instant noodle buckets around him.

Several instant noodle buckets had even been knocked over and fell to the ground, with soup smeared on the ground.

"Let me tell you, it was pretty funny just now."

The hooded man spoke.

Then he started laughing again, holding his stomach.

"Hahahahaha...forget it, I won't tell you anymore."

"It's funny when I think about it."

The hooded man said helplessly.

"How's it going? Have you thought about it?"

"Join the new humanity with me!"

"Let's rule those ordinary people together and be the gods of the new era."

"The organization is called..."

"How about the new gods?"

"Yes! New God!"

"Hahahahaha!"

While talking.

The hooded man raised his hands as if embracing his great ideals.

The decadent young man ignored him, turned over, faced the back of the sofa, and continued to sleep.

"Hey... don't be so decadent!"

The hooded man scratched his head in distress when he saw the young man ignoring him.

"After all, you were also the vice-president of Noah's Guild."

"What's more...I saw the big devil in reality."

The decadent young man trembled visibly when he heard the words "big devil".

He turned around.

A pair of cold eyes were trembling now.

"You...what did you say?"

"Have you met the big devil?"

"In reality."

"good……"

The hooded man nodded vigorously.

"Let me tell you...he is a cripple in reality...Zhang Yong's soul was killed near his neck, and he didn't even react."

As he spoke, the hooded man tilted his head in confusion, as if he had thought of something.

"But he seems to have a secret... I saw him kill Zhang Yong's soul with one finger."

"It was truly killed. I can't even summon it back."

"Where is he?"

The decadent young man asked eagerly with red eyes.

In the blink of an eye.

The young man appeared in front of the hooded man.

The hooded man was startled as his hands pressed firmly on his shoulders.

He quickly put his two hands in front of the decadent young man and tried to push him away.

"Can you please stop being so excited?"

"I tried to get him to join us but he wasn't interested."

"He seems to be very angry. Do you think we should also make his real identity public?"

"After all, the last time you exposed his identity in the Holy Grail Game, it caused a huge uproar. Many guilds and individual players went to snipe him."

"Shut up!"

"I'm asking where he is!"

The decadent young man seemed not to want to hear what the hooded man said. He began to increase the strength of his hands pressing on his shoulders.

The hooded man screamed in pain.

"Stop... Stop... I'll tell you..."

The hooded man tilted his head and thought carefully.

"It's over... I forgot... It's at a gas station anyway..."

"But it's useless for you to go there, 6371 has already found him."

"I'm afraid they will recruit him."

"Their Order has grown again."

"So far, we only have two of us... The strength is too different."

"Gas station... Gas station..."

The decadent young man muttered to himself, as if he didn't hear what the hooded man said later.

His eyes also regained some spirit.

His face became ferocious.

"I must make him pay the price!"

The young man looked at a portrait hanging on the wall.

It was a woman.

The woman was beautiful.

Even the portrait exuded a charming charm all the time, which made people indulge in it.

The young man stroked the portrait like crazy, his eyes filled with obsession.

Jizi...

Why...

Why...

You are so good to him...

All these years...

Haven't I done enough for you?

The decadent young man lowered his head.

His fists were tightly clenched.

His nails pierced into his palms.

Blood flowed out.

The hooded man wanted to laugh when he saw this scene.

But he held it back.

If he laughed out loud, he might get beaten.

It was better not to laugh to be safe.

The decadent young man stood up and snapped his fingers.

A silver robe suddenly appeared and was put on him.

In the center of the rental house.

All the people within a hundred meters stood still.

They looked dazed.

They looked like puppets...