"Kill, kill, ten times the drop rate, f * ck, ah.。。”
Jiang Chen's eyes turned red as he heard the shout. He kept moving the mouse with his right hand, attacking the BOSS. The drop rate was ten times higher than before. If he didn't get a few divine weapons, he would be letting the audience down.
Ding!
At this moment, a small news window popped up on the bottom right corner of the screen.
Swoosh.
Jiang Chen couldn't help but curse after taking a glance at it." F * ck you, Japanese."”
It was the news of the Japanese worshipping the toilet of ghosts and gods. As a typical nationalistic youth, Jiang Chen cursed," Damn it, I was born at the wrong time. I wish I could trample Tokyo."”
He wasn't just saying that. He had really killed a Japanese in real life. When he was traveling, he almost kicked a Japanese's balls. Although he was locked up for a few months, he felt that it was worth it.
Moreover, he was an orphan, so there was nothing to worry about.
Sizzle.
Just as he finished speaking, the computer screen suddenly flickered. Blue electric sparks jumped and black smoke came out.
No way.
Jiang Chen's eyes widened. Damn it, he just cursed at the Japanese. F * ck, could it be that the Japanese's so-called Tenshou God has appeared? It didn't make sense. If there really were immortals, then the immortals and buddhas in China would destroy the entire world in minutes.
Bang!
Before he could react, the computer in front of him exploded. Everything in front of him disappeared, and he was enveloped by black smoke and blue electricity.
Jiang Chen didn't wake up until a long time had passed. It felt like a year, but it also felt like countless years. His eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and his mouth was wide open, as if a fist could fit in it.
"No, no, save, save me.”
Amidst the panicked screams, a woman in plain cotton clothes was huddled in a corner of the shop. Tears kept rolling down her face, and her entire body was trembling.
In front of the bed, a short guy was laughing loudly and striding over. As long as one wasn't blind, one could tell that this guy was obviously trying to do something inappropriate for children.
"Yuxi, Hua Maiden, you're so beautiful.”
F * ck.
Jiang Chen was stunned for a second when he heard the voice. Then his blood boiled. This was a f * cking ghost. He didn't know if he was dreaming or if he had been electrocuted, but when facing a ghost, there was only one thing he could do, and that was to f * ck him.
Swoosh.
With a glance, he picked up the wooden chair beside him, stomped his right foot, and rushed forward.
"Baka."
Hearing the noise, the ghost also caught a glimpse of Jiang Chen, who was coming at him. He didn't have time to think about why someone was coming from behind. He reacted quickly. He wanted to avoid it at once, and at the same time, he reached out to grab the Sanba Cover, which was placed beside him.
However, he had forgotten that his pants were already half-done. Then, it was a tragedy. Just as he moved his feet, he fell to the side.
Whoosh.
Although he was an otaku and didn't like sports, it didn't matter. He had the Kylin Arm, and after countless exercises, his right hand had extraordinary strength and speed. The chair made half a circle in the air, and it made a whistling sound as it smashed toward the ghost's head.
Bang!
Whoosh.
The entire chair shattered into pieces, and wood splinters flew everywhere. The ghost immediately accelerated and fell to the ground. With a thud, he lay there, and blood could be seen flowing out from the back of his head.
However, he was not unconscious yet. He was still reaching out, wanting to grab Sanba Big Cover. Moreover, it was right in front of him. As long as he could grab the gun, the Japanese were confident that they could kill the person who attacked him.
This was a kind of confidence. Ever since they invaded China, they had never met a match, be it in marksmanship or fighting with knives.
Swoosh.
His fingertips had already touched the gun, but the ghost's face showed a look of despair, because he saw Jiang Chen appear. He raised his right foot high and then lowered it.
Thump.
His entire right hand was stepped on the ground, and the ten fingers were connected to the heart. The ghost immediately let out a miserable scream like a pig being slaughtered. His head was injured, and he wanted to fight back, but he was powerless.
Pa.
Jiang Chen grabbed the 38-foot cover." Damn, it's still a little heavy."”
It was a little heavy, and there was a bayonet on it. He looked at the ghost and stabbed forward with both hands. With a pu sound, the bayonet that flickered with a cold light had already sunk into the ghost's body.
This?
Blood splashed everywhere. It felt warm, which surprised Jiang Chen. However, he still felt that he must have been knocked out. He was just playing online games in his room and killing a BOSS.
Puff.
The bayonet was pulled out, and the ghost lying there trembled a few times before dying.
Sob, sob, sob.
The woman was still sobbing softly in the corner of the wall. It was obvious that she was still in extreme fear. Jiang Chen didn't say anything, but he felt that this illusion was too real.
He looked around. This was a very simple room with tables and chairs. There were no other decorations. He looked down and saw that he was charred black. Damn it, he was indeed electrocuted.
Whoosh.
Taking a deep breath, he bit the tip of his tongue with his teeth and immediately felt a piercing pain.
Was this true?
There was a strong smell of blood in the air from the dead bodies of the Japanese under his feet, and he could hear the soft sobs of women. He was still holding Sanba Big Cover in his hand. Jiang Chen was overjoyed. He was an orphan, and he didn't have so many worries.
It seemed that the explosion of the computer was not caused by the Japanese god Amaterasu, but by the gods of China, giving him a chance to trample over Tokyo.
Crack.
His right hand was already clenched tightly. Now that he was basically sure that it was true, then it was absolutely impossible for there to be a Japanese here. Therefore, he was still in danger. Did he not know how to use a gun or a bayonet? Forget it. The Japanese were definitely first-class when it came to bayonet fights. It was not something a half-baked person like him could fight against.
Swoosh.
He raised his head and looked at the woman who had stopped crying. He walked over and prepared to ask how many Japanese there were.
However, after taking two steps, he stopped because he saw a golden light flashing under the Japanese's corpse. Could it be some stolen gold, silver, or jewelry?
Jiang Chen kicked it, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch, because he saw a knife. It was simple and unadorned, and it had a cold light that made people's hearts palpitate. There were more than ten gold coins beside it.
"Ten times the drop rate, 58 minutes left.”
F * ck.
Hearing the cold voice in his head, Jiang Chen felt that he must have hit the jackpot. The system had taken over his mind. Killing the Japanese would give him equipment. Moreover, when the computer exploded, he had been playing games, which meant that he had a tenfold chance of getting equipment.
Whoosh.
He immediately felt great. He felt that killing the Japanese was like killing monsters. The discomfort of killing someone for the first time immediately disappeared.
Squatting down, he reached out to grab the saber. The drop rate was ten times higher. If there was no divine artifact, the heavens would not tolerate it.
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