Survival Game: Random SSS Talents

"Hey! Look."

"There's an Asian woman here."

A circle of thugs surrounded Lin Ran.

"I guess she must be from R country!"

"NO...NO...R country people don't look like this."

"She must be from H country!"

"You're all wrong."

"She's so pretty, she must be Chinese."

An old man among the thugs was well-informed and told Lin Ran's ethnic identity.

When the thugs heard the name Huaxia, they were all stunned and at a loss.

But the black guy who led the group walked out of the crowd.

He squatted down and looked at the white-skinned, slightly pale Chinese woman in front of him.

A glimmer of greed flashed in his eyes.

He picked Lin Ran up in an instant.

The thugs around cheered when they saw this scene, and whistles kept ringing.

Lin Ran opened her eyes suddenly.

A glimmer of determination flashed in her eyes.

A stream of blood flew across, and the hot blood splashed on Lin Ran's face.

The black guy's throat was cut open.

Blood gushed out.

"Oh my god!"

"God!"

"Ah! Wow..."

"Fuc..."

The gang of thugs around were all dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

Their strongest talent was dead!

The black guy stared with his eyes wide open and he couldn't believe it!

He had just obtained an extremely powerful talent and a thing called a system.

Now he died like this?

The light in the black guy's eyes gradually faded, leaving only unwillingness...

Lin Ran held a piece of glass tightly in his hand.

He looked at the thugs around him resolutely.

He raised the glass in his hand and cut his throat.

She died too!

This sudden change shocked everyone.

The knowledgeable old man was desperate when he saw this scene.

"It's over."

"It's over."

"It's really over now."

"She is Chinese."

"She is Chinese."

"Do you understand what this means?"

"F"

The old man kept cursing.

A strong man walked out of the gang of thugs.

He pulled out his gun and a gunshot rang out.

The old man fell to the ground and died!

The big man turned his head and looked at everyone, holding up his pistol.

Pull the trigger.

"Bang!"

All the thugs fell silent.

"Listen, we have no choice."

"Now quickly capture the rich area, we will occupy this place as our base."

"Charge!"

Under the leadership of this new leader, the thugs successfully entered the rich area.

In a basement in the United States.

A Chinese scientist was sorting out data.

He had no idea what was happening outside.

But at this moment.

A piece of news appeared on the screen where he usually processed data.

He glanced and frowned slightly.

"Is it a hacker?"

Then he saw the notice on the news clearly and fell silent.

The rich area was captured.

His fiancée was still inside.

Cheng Su rushed out of the laboratory directly.

He prayed in his heart.

Time passed.

Cheng Su reached the door of the rich area and walked a few steps before kneeling on the ground in despair.

Not far away was Lin Ran's body.

"Ah!"

Cheng Su screamed to the sky.

Angry.

Boundless anger.

Then tears flowed from his eyes.

He hammered the ground, hating his own incompetence.

At this moment.

He suddenly heard a mechanical sound.

"Primary artificial intelligence E3 has been bound to the host!"

"First task: find electronic equipment and bind it!"

Cheng Su was stunned and then a cruel smile appeared on his face.

"I will let you be buried with me..."

Zhou Wen looked at the news and shook his head slowly.

He couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart.

China is still good.

So stable.

Zhou Wen turned off the TV and sat cross-legged on the sofa, quietly feeling the magic in his body.

If Zhou Wen is compared to an empty bottle, now his accumulated power has reached one-third.

When Zhou Wen's accumulated magic energy can reach 100%, his strength can be promoted.

Thinking of this, Zhou Wen shook his head slightly.

This one-third of magic energy may not seem like much, but it is actually huge.

Zhou Wen's qualifications and talents are both god-level.

The capacity of this bottle far exceeds that of A-level talents.

If Zhou Wen divides his one-third equally, he can make hundreds of A-level talents directly have gold-level strength.

But even so.

Zhou Wen's current strength can also be on par with ordinary A-level talent god-level players, and even surpass them!

After all, magic energy is a powerful energy that is many times higher than spiritual energy.

Suddenly.

Zhou Wen felt that Hua Hen's power in the bedroom suddenly changed.

The familiar and extremely pure magic energy appeared in the bedroom.

"It seems that Hua Hen has a better understanding of his talent." Zhou Wen said to himself.

After a long time.

Hua Hen walked out.

His aura was half a step to the god level.

"Congratulations."

Zhou Wen bowed and praised.

Hua Hen's talent is a real magic talent.

After finding your own way, your strength will improve rapidly.

Hua Hen smiled shyly.

Still a little uncomfortable.

Triss, who was standing by, felt the momentum of Hua Hen and made up her mind.

She didn't want to be a burden to Zhou Wen.

She also wanted to practice.

On the other side.

In a villa.

The sound of fighting continued to be heard from the open-air balcony on the second floor.

Tang Long was shirtless at this time.

His fists were hot.

Revealing a bright red color.

Every time he swung his fists, steam would come out around him.

Opposite him were several men in black.

They were all awakened.

They gritted their teeth and continued to fight against Tang Long.

Suddenly, Tang Long had a flash of enlightenment in his heart.

A stream of heat burst out from his fist.

Several men in black on the opposite side were blown away at once.

At the same time.

They screamed.

The scorching heat had burned their skin.

Tang Long let out a long breath.

At this time, a female secretary came forward and said respectfully: "Young Master Hua Diao just came back."

Hearing this, Tang Long's face showed a touch of joy.

Today is really a double happiness.

Not only did he have a little understanding of his talent, but he also got good news.

Tang Long stretched his body.

Dissipated the heat on his fists.

He panted and jumped down from the second floor.

With a splash, he jumped into the swimming pool on the first floor.

As soon as Tang Long's body came into contact with the water, pieces of white water vapor floated out.

Tang Long soaked in the pool for a minute or two before he slowly came ashore.

There was a gleam in his eyes.

Now he can feel that his strength is not up to standard except for his physical fitness, but his external talent can also reach the silver level.

Tang Long took the white towel handed by the female secretary and wiped his body.

He walked into the hall and saw his confidant Hua Diao standing next to the sofa at a glance.