The daily life of the reborn male god

"Why?" The blond boss tilted his head and smiled innocently: "There is no reason, it is just a beautiful prey, and his frightened appearance makes me feel sorry for him, in order to enjoy his frightened appearance for a while, and Painful and sweet, I moved a little bit, but unfortunately, I overplayed it and accidentally killed him, but I made him into a beautiful work of art." He seemed to suddenly remember something, and turned to Lin Lang asked: "You have also seen my work, what do you think? Is it good-looking?"

"!!!" Ma Ma, come and see, there are perverts here!

Seeing Lin Lang's pale face and silence, the boss was a little disappointed: "It seems that you don't like it very much."

Immediately, he became happy again, and looked at Lin Lang with fiery eyes: "However, you will definitely like this work, use your porcelain-like skin as the drawing paper, use your blood as the ink, and you Perfect facial features, perfect body structure, you must be the most perfect work in my life, no one else has a more perfect body structure than you, I have never met you like this, every part of your body is extremely beautiful It fits the structure of the human body, and every muscle reaches the most perfect state..."

The boss was still muttering to himself, his eyes fascinated, but Lin Lang didn't want to listen to his nonsense anymore, so as not to make himself sick.

Taking a sudden step forward, Lin Lang kicked the boss's abdomen with great force, but unexpectedly, the other party reacted very quickly, and sideways avoided Lin Lang's kick.

"Oh, Lin, it's not good for you to be like this, it's too rude." The boss said as if complaining: "Lin, you should be elegant and perfect, it's not good to be rough, it will make your skin covered with Scars that might damage my drawing paper."

Lin Lang gritted his teeth, looked at the calm boss, and had a bad premonition in his heart. This guy didn't seem surprised that he knew martial arts. So, could it be that he already knew that he had some skills?Where did he know that?Even if he was recording the program before, he only practiced Tai Chi a few times every morning. As a long-standing fitness boxing method in Huaguo, it is not uncommon for him to know Tai Chi. It is unlikely that anyone can judge his skills from this.

So where did this guy know?

"You must be very confused." The boss looked at Lin Lang's face and suddenly smiled: "You want to know why I know you have some skills?"

Lin Lang simply stood still, not intending to move rashly again, looked at the boss with a calm face, and asked, as if dispensable: "How did you know that?"

The boss suddenly smiled very cunningly: "No, I don't want to tell you, the confused Lin is also very beautiful, let me turn you into an eternal work of art, I will regard you as my perfect collection, Put it in my underground exhibition hall, don’t worry, you will not be lonely, you will find many companions in my underground exhibition hall, but none of them are as perfect as you.”

Lin Lang gritted his teeth. This pervert is still a serial killer or something. He doesn't know how many people he has killed so far, but it's not like he has nothing to do with this guy.

Lin Lang, who had been expressionless all this time, suddenly laughed, his smile was as warm as spring water, "Ambrose Black?"

The boss, who had always shown that he had the chance to win, suddenly changed his face, and the fake smile on the corners of his lips was removed, revealing cold eyes, like a hungry and cruel wolf in the dry season, making everyone who saw it shudder.

Lin Lang met those eyes, almost took a few steps back in fright, away from this dangerous person, but he held back, not wanting to show weakness in front of this guy, he even took a slight step forward, looking straight into the guy's eyes: "Baron Black? I really didn't expect that a baron would be a heinous serial killer and the leader of a kidnapping gang."

"Then." Ambrose Black rested his hands on the civilization stick, with a half-smile: "Now it's Lin's turn to tell me, why, you know my identity?"

Why?Of course it's the little A's credit!As soon as Lin Lang met Ambrose face to face, he asked Little A to find out the identity of the other party. As an intelligent system of the higher plane of the universe, although Little A is only a learning machine intelligence, it is enough to run rampant in the earth network.

Although according to the constraints of intelligent life in the universe, intelligent life is required not to infringe on intelligent life, such as the privacy and security of human beings. This is why Lin Lang didn't let Xiao A search for Lance's information before, but had to learn relevant skills to search for it himself.

However, there is an exception to this restriction, that is, when the life of the host is threatened, the intelligent life is allowed to violate the regulations, and, under the threat, with the permission of the host, the intelligent life can start the fighting mode, that is, Lin Lang Previously, Little A was allowed to injure the enemy with electric shocks in times of crisis.

Originally, Little A should not only have this means of defeating the enemy. However, as I said before, Little A accidentally fell to the earth when it left the factory. That is to say, many methods and programs have not been installed in time. It is even more impossible to install any program, so the only means is electric shock.

Fortunately, this method is enough. He noticed before that all the gangsters he saw were wearing walkie-talkies and earphones. The equipment looked very advanced. Judging by the shape of their pockets, they should also have mobile phones. Of course, Only Ambrose Black, as a pretentious criminal in a three-piece suit, how could he make his flat suit look inelegant because of a mobile phone?

Therefore, Lin Lang felt that as long as he defeated Ambrose Black, other gangsters would not be a problem.

Following Ambrose's style, Lin Lang folded his chest and sneered: "I don't really want to talk about it."

"Unless..." Lin Lang looked at the few people who were staring at him all around, and said to Ambrose: "We will fight one game, if you win, I will tell you why I know your identity."

Ambrose Black narrowed his eyes, and his tone was sticky, like a poisonous snake in a swamp: "Lin, why are you so naughty?"

"Don't talk nonsense, if you agree or not, we'll fight each other, just like your duels in the west, and none of your subordinates are allowed to participate!"

"Of course!" Ambrose Black waved lightly, and the people on the side retreated to the wall, always paying attention to the two people in the middle: "Come on, Lin, I'll let you make the first move!"

Lin Lang was not impulsive this time. After all, judging from the fact that this guy avoided his own attack before, this pervert has a bit of force value. If he is not careful and capsizes in the gutter, it will be a big joke.