Cataclysm: Precognition system vs. luck system

Then she withdrew her gaze, lowered her eyebrows and looked at Brother Qiang who was crawling out to run away, and stepped on his back.

This thing is still somewhat useful, that Brother Sen is very interested in it.

But before she could pry open this strong man's mouth, the symphony of screams of men and women first reached her eardrums, and countless messy footsteps came from the alley where the woman had just left.

Si Tiantian stood up holding the blood-stained brick, and turned her head with a bit of displeasure on her pretty face, and saw the woman who had just run away and her eldest brother with a fear value of +100 above his head, shouting for help in panic, turning into the alley.

She smiled and raised the corners of her lips. Look, I have to come back.

Following closely behind the two men, five young men holding machetes turned in from the alley. They shouted ferociously at Si Hao to stop.

Then six ghosts came after them and another wave entered the alley.

For a moment, Si Tiantian was a little hesitant. Should she shoot people to save her brother first, or kill the monster first to resolve the crisis?

While thinking, Si Hao had already carried the copper coin sword and ran skillfully behind Si Tiantian. The woman who had just followed him closely also hid behind Si Tiantian.

Si Tiantian: ...

"Brother, I asked you to find out the distribution of the ghost guards at the city gate. Why did you attract both humans and ghosts?"

Si Hao said that he was also wronged, and said with a wronged face, "I was really just quietly snooping around, but who knew that the place I was hiding and snooping around in was so popular and that others also took a fancy to it.

I thought that we were all players and from the same family, and we could help each other, inquire about information and share news together, so I kindly moved aside to make room for them.

It would have been fine if they didn't appreciate it, but the guy in charge gave me a sinister grin when he saw me, saying that I had stolen his goddess and that he finally had the chance to kill me.

Then he and his four henchmen came at me viciously with machetes.”

Si Hao's face was filled with lingering fear. "Luckily, I've been practicing these past two days and my reflexes have gotten much faster. Otherwise, I would have been disfigured by those five bastards."

Si Tiantian: "...So did you steal his goddess?"

Si Hao looked like he had suffered a great injustice, "God and Heaven, I don't even know who he is, how can I steal his goddess?"

"Si Hao, you actually said you don't know me!"

When the young man who had chased after him heard this, he glared at him angrily.

The young man had a wild appearance, dark eyes, and a centipede-shaped scar extending from his left cheek to his chin, making him look ferocious and difficult to provoke.

Si Hao looked at him from top to bottom, left to right, but he couldn't find any information about this face in his limited brain capacity.

So he said sincerely, "I really don't know you."

The scarred young man opposite suddenly had a face full of anger, and his expression became more and more ferocious.

Then he had his four followers hold back the six ghosts that were chasing him, while he himself rushed over viciously, knife in hand, and said through gritted teeth, "It doesn't matter if you don't remember, as long as you're dead."

Si Tiantian frowned and was about to stop him when the four brothers behind him cried for help first, "Brother Peng, help! These six ghosts are too powerful. We can't stop them."

The scarred young man stopped suddenly, turned his head to look at his four younger brothers who were knocked away in the blink of an eye, then glared at Si Hao fiercely and turned back to deal with Gui.

Si Tiantian breathed a sigh of relief, then turned her gaze to the six particularly difficult monsters. Her brows furrowed, and a sharp light flashed in her eyes.

She raised her hand to take back the copper coin sword from Si Hao's hand, and rushed towards one of the particularly strong muscular ghosts, pointing the copper coin sword directly at its head without hesitation.