The Strongest Player Who Descended From the Wilderness

Ye Chen frowned when he saw the panicked Hu Xiaoyue and the gangsters who had just caught up to the second floor.

There are quite a few of these gangsters, and they are still running to the second floor.

Of course, no matter how many, Ye Chen wouldn't be afraid.

Ye Chen frowned, not because there were so many gangsters, but because he felt a little unhappy.

If an ordinary person were to face so many gangsters, they would most likely be maimed or even lose their lives.

What's more, Ye Chen has nothing to do with Hu Xiaoyue.

The only relationship we have is with classmates, the kind that we never said a word to each other in school.

But Hu Xiaoyue came to Ye Chen for help.

Before Ye Chen could say anything, the gangsters who had just experienced the killing were immediately furious.

"Nary, where did you find a big gun? Send it to me quickly!"

"Yeah, come here quickly, give grandpa the gun, and then kowtow!"

"Kowtowing won't make this kid any easier. Let me brag first..."

Before this man finished speaking, Ye Chen's eyes suddenly opened, and a cold light suddenly appeared.

At this time, Ye Chen stepped hard with his right foot, and then quickly rushed towards the gangsters.

"How dare those from Male Gobi..."

As soon as a gangster said this, the dark, thick and domineering God-killing Spear pierced the gangster's mouth.

Ye Chen's right hand shook.

A "bang" sound came.

The stabbed gangster's head exploded instantly.

Red, white, spray everywhere.

"Shock" is an attack technique that Ye Chen accidentally acquired in his previous life.

It was also by relying on this technique that I was able to survive in that cruel world for five years.

But now, "Zhen" was used by Ye Chen again.

After shattering the gangster's head with a shot, Ye Chen turned into a tiger and rushed into the sheep.

The big dark gun whirred in the wind.

One shot hit, and the head exploded.

One shot was picked out, and the intestines were torn.

When the gun was swung out, all the internal organs were violent.

One after another gangsters were smashed to death by Ye Chen, stabbed to death, and carried away.

Bodies were instantly spread all over the floor.

The gangsters behind them all stared blankly, and their bodies began to tremble involuntarily.

When had they ever seen such a fierce person? No!

In their opinion, they are ruthless and fierce enough to dare to kill people.

But what about the Lord in front of me?

He was more ruthless and fierce than them. He would shoot one by one and either hit his head, make a hole in his head, or be knocked away.

Even if he was picked up, his stomach would be cut open.

In just a few breaths, more than twenty people fell to the ground, dying horribly. No wonder these gangsters were frightened.

They were frightened, but Ye Chen didn't stop.

If it were someone else, they might not dare to do this at this time.

After all, the change in the world had just begun, and the concept of murder being illegal still existed in everyone's minds.

But Ye Chen knew that before long, fighting would become the theme of this world.

People and people, people and monsters, witches and monsters, witches and people.

Fighting, bloodshed, and corpses everywhere will be the theme in the future.

Ye Chen was reborn and didn't care about this at all.

Ye Chen is not a good person, let alone a kind person.

In his previous life, Ye Chen saw a lot of death and a lot of filth.

Gradually, Ye Chen learned how to solve the problem.

Without it, just kill.

If there is hostility, kill!

If you curse out loud, kill!

Design to frame and kill!

This is the law of survival that Ye Chen learned in his previous life, the more violent law of the jungle.

It is not unreasonable for a good person to be bullied by others, and for a good horse to be ridden by others.

After the great changes in the world, if you still live with the previous morals, the result will inevitably be a corpse!

Therefore, Ye Chen at this moment is simple, straightforward, and violent!

The gangsters began to tremble, then became frightened, and then were left with boundless fear.

Their eyes looking at Ye Chen were filled with deep fear and fear.

They saw death, they saw their future.

A mutilated body lying on the ground.

No one cares about it, no one looks at it, just a body lying on the ground all alone.

"I...I don't want to die!!!" A scream came from the mouth of a gangster, and then he saw the gangster running away crazily.

One person ran, two people ran, followed by a group of people.

The gangsters were deeply shocked by Ye Chen's cruelty and fierceness.

The images of people being killed simply and brutally one after another pierced deeply into their souls.

Their souls tremble again!

Brother Hei, who was still in the hotel lobby, saw a group of boys going downstairs in panic and running out. He immediately became furious and shouted:

"He's so paralyzed, what's he doing here? Where's that little girl?"

However, no one answered him. The gangsters who were still alive after seeing Ye Chen's ferocious side had only one thought in their minds at the moment.

Go to hell with your big brother, go to hell with Niu and Niu in the future. I want to live. As long as I live, I will never work in the underworld again.

Brother Hei looked at the younger brothers, running towards the outside of the hotel one after another, his face suddenly turned dark.

If the younger brothers were disobedient, he would have scolded them and even punished them before.

But now, there are hundreds of disobedient brothers, how to punish them.

It would be nice to have a pistol, but the pistol is basically useless.

"Damn it, what's going on!" Brother Hei shouted with a livid face.

"Brother Hei, no...it's not good..." A voice filled with panic came.

I saw a pale man running over staggeringly.

"What's wrong?" Brother Hei asked in a deep voice.

"There was... a fierce man who killed... killed more than two hundred of our brothers..."

"What!" Brother Hei was startled when he heard this, and then shouted in shock.

At this moment, a dark gun head emerged from the stairs.

The tip of the gun was dripping with blood.