NBA villain

Chapter 3 Escape from Middletown
The moon set and the stars were thin, the dark clouds dissipated in the second half of the night, and the rain decreased.

The bushes outside the small town of Middletown loosened for a while, and a big head popped out rustlingly. The bright bald head reflected the moonlight.

The bald head looked around vigilantly, like a groundhog, and only after making sure that there was no danger, did it get out of the jungle.

Yang Di carried a huge mountaineering bag on his back, taking advantage of the cool wind and the gradually brightening sky, he walked quickly on the path.

"Damn the system, something inexplicable." Yang Di always felt that God made a joke on him. Until now, he still feels a little inexplicable, as if everything is a dream and an illusion.

Is this a game?Or a turning point in his life?He lowered his head and touched his right chest with his left hand. There was a Rubik's Cube tattoo with a blue composition, which was three-dimensional and realistic, but it was hidden under the tattoos all over his body, so it was not very obvious.

The electronically synthesized voice suddenly sounded: "It is detected that the host is being chased and killed by the local gangster forces, and an instant mission is issued."

Yang Di's face suddenly changed, and he made two steps in three steps. He was not as flexible as a two-meter tall man. .

Close your eyes, it is still the blue-ray world of Rubik's Cube.

A dialog box popped up on the blue light screen, covering the tree diagram and the full figure, and Yang Di's familiar Chinese popped up on the introduction, and the eye-catching word "task" was placed in front of him.

Yang Di felt a little embarrassed. What the hell did this thing do? Should he pick it up or not?
Still hesitating, the blue light screen that popped up in the next second disappeared.

He blinked, and jumped out of a blue light screen, and the electronic synthesizer sounded in time, "The host starts the mission system and releases the main mission."

"Main mission, street talent: complete a street competition within three days and defeat the opponent. Mission reward: 3 free attribute points, 50 villain value, mission failure penalty: none."

"Immediate mission, escape from Middletown: The host is being hunted down by gangster forces, escape from the blockade of Middletown gangsters. Mission reward: upgrade any skill in fighting."

It's more and more like... a game...

Yang Di suddenly returned to reality, and the sky became brighter. From this inexplicable system, it can be determined that he is still under the blockade of the Middletown gang forces. He doesn't know where he can go, but he is so grandiose If you walk on the road, you will expose your tracks sooner or later.

This is a really embarrassing thing.

How should he escape?
……

Middletown is located in Wisconsin. From the map of the entire United States, it is in the north, bordering Lake Michigan in the east, and Madison, the capital of Wisconsin, is less than 10 kilometers south.

On Interstate 90, "Black Skin" Wallace and his gang blocked the checkpoint.

Wallace's head was still wrapped with a thick white gauze, and his eyes were tyrannical and cold like a falcon. He stared westward at the endless road, with an ugly expression on his face.

"Run away?" The voice was hoarse and low.

"I heard that the grandparents and the Chinese boy came and went separately. If the interstate highway goes west, it may go to Minnesota. The Chinese boy should go north or south."

A big black man in a rivet suit spoke, and the analysis was logical.

"What's the situation in the south? If that kid is going to run, he must run to Madison."

"There is no report from the south, but if he does go to Madison, it may be even more difficult for us to find him."

"Sou, we must not let him run away!"

At this moment, "Black Skin" Wallace's pocket vibrated.

The phone was connected, and there was a "cracking" fighting sound from the other end of the phone.

"Boss, we found that kid, he is running south, ouch... this kid is so fierce, none of us can stop him, he doesn't know where to find a big iron rod..."

"Boss, come and support us!"

"Black Skin" Wallace closed his phone, his eyes were fierce, and he called out to the staff, "Go, come with me to the south of the town, we can't let this kid get away!"

"Yes!" Everyone agreed.

……

Yang Di's tall body brought him confidence. His shiny bald head, tattoos on one arm, and a one-meter-long steel rod filled with blood in his hand showed a somewhat desperate atmosphere.

The south of Interstate 90 is also an open area, and there are punks surrounding him like wolves. Two of them are lying on the ground and moaning. Di, his heart kept beating, and he was so intimidated that he didn't dare to make a move.

"Don't follow me anymore, bastards!" Yang Di cursed viciously, with a fierce look in his eyes.

Suppressing the pain in his abdomen, he moved to the motorcycle parked by the side of the road, stretched out his hand to tie his huge mountaineering bag to the motorcycle, quickly turned over and stepped on it, then turned the key to start the car, and kicked it. Press the accelerator, and the motorcycle starts rumbling.

"Chase or not?"

Looking at Yang Di who ran away in a hurry, the two punks on the road looked at each other in blank dismay.

It's just that when I think of the beast-like brutality of that guy just now, and the bloodthirsty pupils, I inevitably feel a little cold in my heart, and when I muster up my courage again, I lose my direction directly.

"Forget it, what a fart! We can't beat him even if we go up!"

"I heard that this guy has only been in the United States for a short time. I didn't expect him to be so tough."

"The tattoo on his hand is still pretty good. I don't know where to get it. I want to get one too."

"Fuck, my motorcycle, I'm going to call the police!"

……

On the interstate highway, Yang Di was speeding on a motorcycle.

With a burly body of more than two meters like a brown bear, it was lying on top of the motorcycle. It seemed that the entire motorcycle was a size smaller, and its speed soared nearly a hundred yards.

Suddenly, an electronically synthesized voice came from my ear:
"Congratulations to the host for completing the immediate task-escape from Middletown."

"The system issues rewards, detects the host's Sanda skills, and rewards them for upgrading."

Yang Di's chest felt hot in vain, and he felt an inexplicable force pouring into his body, the air around him became thick and blurred, then his head buzzed, his eyes went dark, and he almost fell off the motorcycle.

"Amateur Sanda (Level [-])."

He froze for a moment, and the inexplicable feeling just now disappeared again, as if everything was illusory, but his back was already soaked, and the abdomen that was hit by the gangster's punch seemed to no longer hurt.
Looking at the flashing scenes on both sides, his eyes slightly narrowed by the wind.

In the distance, both sides of the road near Madison are gradually bustling.

Yang Di also came to the city of Madison. Not long ago, he ran to Middletown from here in embarrassment. He didn't expect to be chased into the city again this time.

The sky turned fish-belly white, and the rays of sunlight shone on the glass of high-rise buildings in the city, reflecting patches of light.

Yang Di touched his pocket, and there was a thousand dollars that Uncle Ham stuffed him before he left. After all, this is not a small amount of income, if it can be sent home?Life at home should be fine, so can younger siblings.
He shook his head, it's not enough now, this little money is not enough, he is still in crisis, besides a bunch of stalking gangsters, there is also an inexplicable system that hangs him, who knows if he can't complete the system's tasks What will happen?Amateur Sanda Level [-]?So my ability to fight has improved a lot?He felt itchy in his heart, wondering if the feeling of riding a motorcycle just now was real, and wanted to try it very much.

Yang Di rode his motorcycle slowly around the city, silently squeezing out the layout of this not-so-big city, and then threw the motorcycle aside under an overpass in Madison.

"This is the stuff of those gangsters. If you ride too much, you will definitely expose your position. It's better to get rid of it earlier."

After finishing speaking, his heart ached. If he could find a second-hand car market, selling the car would be a huge income. However, he is not very familiar with Madison, and there are usually too many tricks in the second-hand car market in a city. Maybe you will expose yourself.

"I have to find time to sell this car later." Yang Di felt that this green motorcycle was still worth a little money, so he took the key and turned around and left the overpass.
(End of this chapter)