Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

As night fell, the street lamps on both sides of the street not far away emitted a faint light, and the light reached the dim unfinished building.

The building was dark and gloomy, with peeling walls and dirty and messy paintings made by children and homeless people.

Amid the dust, a masked black figure nimbly leaped over the railingless stairs.

A bullet whizzed through the air and hit the wall next to him, passing by his body, and concrete fragments fell downstairs.

The black shadow didn't stop for a moment. He climbed the stairs a few times and reached the top floor, then turned around and rushed to the rooftop.

Behind him, a group of alphas in black suits rushed in from the stairs. They were all tall and holding guns with silencers in their hands.

When they rushed to the rooftop, the agile figure just jumped onto the roof of the building opposite out of thin air, as light as a flying bird.

After he successfully jumped over, he turned around and waved playfully to the alphas on the opposite side, then jumped down from the roof of the 19-story building and disappeared from the sight of this group of alphas.

The leading alpha angrily fired several shots in the direction where he disappeared.

Obviously, letting a low-level omage escape from under their noses time and time again hurt the self-esteem of these high-level alphas who have always been high and mighty.

Xingchen's gray shadow appeared in the woods not far from the unfinished building.

When he saw the black figure climbing down from the building, Xing Chen knew that in this small world his body finally didn't need to be transformed into a crispy skin.

The original owner seemed to be really good at fighting.

"How could he die when he is so powerful?" Xing Chen asked in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"During an escort mission not long after, he took the initiative to block a gunshot and died on the spot."

Xing Chen was a little puzzled when he heard this.

"Let's not talk about who he was blocking the bullet for, let's just say he jumped over on his own initiative, so he should have anticipated his own death, so why was he still so obsessed with it?"

Dahuang began to hesitate.

[Well, sir, this hatred value, it, how should I put it, probably encompasses everything? ]

Xing Chen: “…”

Did you end up asking a question?

[My Lord, I don't mean anything else. This is what I mean. My Lord, there is a famous saying, since we are here, why don't we show some appreciation?]

Xing Chen understood that this little guy had gone beyond the scope again.

"Huang'er, so you are expanding your business scope?"

[Sir, it was you and the Lord God who first turned my revenge channel into a love channel. I thought, right, I am such a cute and kind little cat, it is uncivilized to think about revenge and killing every day. I am also a little cat with ideals and ambitions.]

"Are you not afraid of trouble from your Tongzi leader?"

Da Huang raised his head, his face full of pride.

[Don't you even look at who my host is? You have to look at the owner before you beat the dog! ]

"..."

Oh no, I like this kitten more and more. The more I look at it, the more it looks like my own!

Xing Chen asked again: "Then is completing the task also called eliminating hatred value?"

[Scream, this cannot be changed, I also have principles. ]

Xing Chen suppressed his laughter and asked, "Isn't that a bad name?"

[Sir, if you have nothing to do in the future, please go around the Ten Thousand Worlds and see how outrageous their tricks are. What I did is nothing.]

Xing Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at Da Huang.

"Huang'er, your small appearance is a disguise to deceive people, right? Do you have another real body hidden behind the system, the majestic king of beasts?"

[How is that possible? My Lord, please don't wrongly accuse me. I am just a little kitty and will always be your favorite little kitty! ]

The omega ran past them, changing his black clothes as he ran.

By the time he was about to walk out of the woods, he had turned into a hip-hop teenager wearing a baseball cap, a loose T-shirt, and earphones on his ears. He avoided the surveillance cameras on the roadside and prepared to walk towards the crowd dancing square dance across the road.

Xing Chen took one last look at his figure and said to Da Huang, "Transfer the memory."