I let you be a fugitive, not to set up a private army.

Looking at the unusually creepy hands and weapons on the ground, Chen Jiajun's face was filled with astonishment and confusion.

He had never imagined that such horrible things would appear in his refrigerator, and his mind was a little confused for a moment. Until he saw the middle-aged sheriff across from him raised the black muzzle of his gun and pointed it at him.

Deep in the pupils, I saw an unknown message:

[You are now facing a life choice. Please make a choice. The right choice will unlock the Dragon Soul System. The wrong choice will make you become an ordinary person and lose the protection of the Dragon Soul.]

Choice 1: Surrender and be arrested. You place your hope on the justice and integrity of the South Korean prosecutors and police, who will uncover the truth. However, the consequences could be quite different. You could be framed and imprisoned, spending the rest of your life in prison.

[Choice 2: Resist arrest and flee from the sight of the three police officers. You will be on a dead end. For the next few months, years, or even decades, you won't know if you'll ever see the sun again.]

[Please note that the system is not omnipotent. It is only a tool to help individual soldiers grow their strength. Even if you have the system, there is a high probability of death. Please choose carefully.]

Golden Finger!!!

Chen Jiajun's heart was beating violently, and several thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant.

In the dark world of capitalism controlled by chaebols, placing your hopes on the procuratorate and the police is doomed to end badly, and you will probably end up in jail for the rest of your life.

The movies made in this country illustrate all of this.

As for resisting arrest, one's fate is to become a desperado. The result of escaping is that, facing the police pursuit, one's power is like that of an ant, and one is equally vulnerable to death.

He didn't have much time to think before a warning came to his ears.

"Put your hands up, lie on the ground, and don't try to resist, otherwise I will shoot you dead." Antaize locked his sights on the 'criminal'.

"Get down right now." Another young police officer gripped his baton tightly and spoke at the same time.

Watching this scene, Chen Jiajun felt a surge of anger for no reason.

In his previous life, he was an honest and obedient worker, working a 996 schedule, but ended up dying suddenly. In this life, he is also an honest and obedient worker, but now he is being framed by someone unknown.

The clay figurine is actually quite angry!

The growth of auxiliary individual strength prompted in the mind obviously would not mean surrendering without a fight.

But be tactically cautious...

"Sheriff, I'm innocent. I have no idea why those things were in my refrigerator..." Chen Jiajun raised his hands, looking anxious and incoherent.

"Get down on the ground."

"Get down."

Hearing the indifferent voice, Chen Jiajun began to squat down in panic.

Halfway through squatting, he entered the most suitable posture for exerting strength on the waist and abdomen. His eyes, which had originally flickered with panic, suddenly changed:

I'm lying on you!

He suddenly exerted force with his feet and swooped down towards one of the police officers like a cheetah, while his right hand took out a multi-functional folding knife from his pocket.

The probability of being hit when moving at high speed at close range is low, unless the opponent's marksmanship and reaction are at the level of a world-class special forces soldier.

Since I have decided to resist, how can I not take any risks? Even if I die, I want to splatter the blood of these bastards in their faces.

The reality was just as he had imagined. The middle-aged sheriff obviously did not have that level of marksmanship. In just one second, he rushed in front of a young police officer.

From the perspective of the young police officer Li Zhenyu, the terrifying criminal had already appeared in front of him before he could finish his words, and his mind went blank.

A knife was then placed across his neck and his head was hit by an elbow, causing him to feel dizzy.

"Stop, bastard." An Taize widened his eyes and looked at his subordinates in disbelief as they were subdued in an instant.

If he didn't know the truth about the murder... he would even think that the guy who fought back so fiercely was the real murderer.

"Zhenyu..." Another police officer shouted involuntarily, and his hand holding the baton trembled slightly. All this happened in just one or two seconds.

Faced with such a cruel criminal, he felt a little scared at this moment.

"Throw the gun to the ground." Chen Jiajun held the police officer's neck firmly with his left hand to prevent him from falling.

He held a knife in his right hand against the hostage's carotid artery, while his head was hidden behind the hostage's skull, revealing half of his eye, looking at the middle-aged sheriff.

An Taize frowned and said, "I advise you to put down the knife now..."

"Stop talking nonsense and throw the gun to the ground." Chen Jiajun interrupted him and exerted a little force with his right hand, causing blood to spread along the blade. "I'll count to three."

"Captain!" Another police officer at this time hurriedly looked at An Taize.

"Don't hurt him." An Taize slowly put the gun to the ground and glanced outside the door. He heard the noise just now and vaguely knew that there were a few people watching, and it seemed that someone was already making a phone call.

"Kick it over here." Chen Jiajun also noticed the scene at the door.

There is not much time left for me, and it won’t be long before police reinforcements arrive.

"If you do this, there will be no turning back." Antaize's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

I secretly regretted my negligence just now, but who could have thought:

A young man who has just reached adulthood, knowing clearly that he has not committed any crime, would actually perform such a violent act of resistance.

In theory, he should have followed me back to the police station and wait for the police to find out the truth.

This scene is simply crazy!

He grew up in an orphanage, had simple interpersonal relationships, and didn't have any close friends... He was thought to be the best scapegoat, but unexpectedly, the one chosen was a lunatic.

"If you don't want him to die, kick the gun over here immediately." Chen Jiajun's eyes were cold, and the knife in his hand slowly pressed into the hostage's neck, not intending to give the other party any more time to delay.

"Captain!" another police officer shouted anxiously again.

"Here you go." As An Taize spoke, he kicked the gun out, but kicked it in the wrong direction, heading under the bed.

At the same time, when Chen Jiajun saw the gun being kicked out, he chose to let go of the hostage without hesitation, and pounced on the weapon that was sliding to the side like a cheetah.

The gun is a weapon that brings equality to all beings, and he cannot let it go.

"Catch him!" Seeing Li Zhenyu being released, An Taize shouted and rushed over.

But his steps were a little slow after all. He watched helplessly as the other party got the gun and turned around and rushed out of the third-floor window.