My Glorious Evolution Simulator

"My Nima..."

Liang Chao covered his neck and sucked in the cold air and returned to reality again. Looking at "self"'s contemptuous eyes, he said stubbornly: "The big cripple, the opposite is really big cripple, I almost killed him!"

No. 2 nodded and said indifferently: "You should add another sentence, teammates are too rubbish, I can't take them..."

"You still understand me!"

"Bah..."

[The host died in the simulated scene, this experience is over, start to summarize the experience/rewards, and give corresponding evaluations, hope to make persistent efforts. 】

【Survival time: extremely short...】

【Kill: 0…】

[Experience reward: 2 points (consolation prize). 】

[Simulator evaluation: The gangsters of the mafia are highly motivated by your encouragement, but you are... mediocre. 】

"Shh~"

No. 2 sneered and said, "It's really rubbish. I haven't figured out a way to break the game even after dying twice. Just rest."

"Yes, this time you come, you come..."

Liang Chao, who was entertaining himself, took a deep breath, calmed down and chose to enter the [Downtown Crusade] scene again to experience...

【…】

【Your identity is... a gangster...】

[The data is loaded successfully, and the experience officially begins...]

"The reformer of the Crocodile Gang has been seriously injured. The gang leader has offered a reward. Whoever kills him will receive 100,000 credit points and a preliminary reform quota at the entrance of the hall!"

"Fuck him!"

"kill!"

With the experience of being a 'early bird' who died last time, Liang Chao was a lot more cautious this time, and he didn't dare to push him any more, just quietly mixed in with the crowd.

I can't run and I can't fight, I can't fight...

There's really no other way, I can only try to find a chance...

This time, I must live longer and try to find out more information in this experience scene.

Liang Chao, who had made up his mind, mixed in with the crowd to fish for fish. When the other horses shouted, he also shouted a few words to strengthen their courage. When the other horses rushed forward, he moved back...

The transformed man of the 'Crocodile Gang' in the middle is like a tireless machine. As the saying goes, a good man is invincible with four hands, and no matter how strong a cow is, he can be exhausted to death, but it is not suitable for him.

In just a while, this guy killed at least twenty black hand gangsters with his bare hands, and he only had a few flesh-and-blood knife wounds on his body, and he didn't seem to be exhausted at all. …

At this time, Liang Chao's heart was also secretly anxious. The surrounding mafia gangsters were dying. Once he was not covered by the crowd, he would not be able to advance or retreat, and he would not be far from death...

But after such a long period of observation, it is not that he has gained nothing at all. When the transforming person takes action, he will habitually protect his back and some special parts of his body.

To be more precise, what he was protecting was the container with the green liquid behind him, and the diversion tube that was linked into the body in the container...

This should be his weakness!

but…

Now that this guy has a few more wounds, the protection of himself is even tighter.

On the other hand, most of the Ma Zai on the Black Hand Gang's side have been killed or injured, and few are able to move. He is still in a state of 'kidney deficiency'. With only the remaining few crooked melons and cracked dates, he wants to hit the ones he is strictly guarding against. Weakness is like a fool's dream...

Pretend to be dead, stay still, inquire about news, and mix up the training time!

After making up his mind, Liang Chao slowly moved forward with the steel pipe in his hand. Seeing another demented horse rushing up, he didn't know whether to admire the horse's courage or whether to admire the horse's courage. I admire him for taking medicine.

I'm not at all cowardly...

Not surprisingly, the machete in the horse's hand was kicked before it fell to his stomach, and he flew out faster than when he rushed up!

At this time, Liang Chao was also screaming and rushing forward. Seeing that the horse was kicked away by the transformed man of the Crocodile Gang, his footsteps suddenly accelerated a little, and he was hit by the horse that flew upside down...

With a screeching 'scream', when he fell to the ground, the horse boy's body was pressed on top of him again.

Immediately, he pulled his neck and half-closed his eyes and began to pretend to be dead.

The remaining few horses were either twisted off their necks and died on the spot, or their heads were smashed with a punch, and some were kicked flying without knowing their lives...

In just over ten minutes, the dark and cramped Diagon Alley turned into a **** on earth. Dozens of corpses were lying on the ground. Red and white things shot everywhere. Scarlet blood gathered in the cracks of the floor. Slowly. Flow slowly.

And the initiator of all this, at the moment, his body is also blurred with blood, and the gray-green flesh in the wound is rolled up, even the blood is light green, which looks extremely terrifying.

In Diagon Alley, only the transformed man of the Crocodile Gang stood there, but he did not take this opportunity to escape.

Because he knew that the people who fell on the ground were just the bottom-level scoundrels. The Lord... is nearby!

"Matthew, the crocodile gang is almost gone, why are you still holding on as a thug? Why don't you accompany me to the president's place to admit your mistake, maybe you can save your life~"

At this moment, a voice came from the corner of Diagon Alley, and several black hand gang management personnel in black suits and armed with guns walked into the Shura Field.

The middle-aged man in the lead was burly and strong, and his swollen muscles made the suit on him look a bit nondescript.

There was a fierceness in his eyes, matched with the hideous scar on his cheek, which gave people a sense of oppression no worse than that of the remodeled person on the opposite side!

He kicked away the corpse lying in the middle of the road, and muttered, "This enhancer has a normal effect..."

The 'white paper fan' (dog-head military division) on the side came up and explained softly: "These are just diluted by one, and I asked the pharmacist to add some other ingredients, and the effect is definitely not comparable to the original enhancer. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com”

"Um…"

The leading strong man stopped, and the thugs behind him also lined up in a wing shape behind him.

"Matthew, think about it, go to the president with me and admit your mistake, I'll save your life, and it's not worth our acquaintance."

"Hehehe..."

The transformed person sneered a few times with disdain, and said in a loud voice: "Heide, we are all maggots at the bottom. Do you think that you can get rid of the identity of maggots by climbing to the top?"

The brawny man called the leader of the Black Hand Gang instantly turned his face down and said in a bad tone, "Someone has been a maggot in the cesspool all his life, so he can't see others getting out of the cesspool!?"

"Oh~ Then have you gotten rid of it? Using the people below to test the efficacy of the medicine is indeed a bit of the shadow of the gentlemen in the upper city, but you...that is, the maggots in the cesspool have turned into flies.

Hehe...hehe...hahahahaha..."

"Looking for death!"

Heide waved his hand with an ugly face. After the winged thugs behind him were instructed, they took out a gun full of technology and started shooting.

Liang Chao squinted his eyes and pretended to be dead. The first time he died in the simulator scene, the time was too rushed, he just thought he was shot.

Only now did he notice that there seems to be something wrong with the firearms in the hands of the Mafia management staff!

It is completely understandable that the firearms are the same firearms, with different world views and different styles of firearms.

But it is not a metal bullet propelled by ordinary gunpowder, but a cluster particle bullet with electric light!

This…

The bottom horses are still holding machetes and playing young and dangerous on the street, while the management personnel are armed with high-tech firearms! ?

What the **** kind of world is this! ?

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