"I'm just a stranger."

Mu Shaoan said lightly.

"Why should I trust you?" The woman was particularly vigilant.

Mu Shaoan smiled and said to the fat man who had been staring at him.

"I am always more trustworthy than him, right? Do you want to bet?"

The woman stared at Mu Shaoan for a few seconds, then hesitated and said, "Su Xiaochen is my sister, but she disappeared in Paris. I searched all the way, but I don't know why, a time travel incident happened and then I was caught here. Since you recognize Xiaochen, do you know where she is?"

"No, I don't know, but I can tell you that Su Xiaochen is very safe." Mu Shaoan thought about it and said, this is not wrong. No matter what happened to Su Xiaochen in Paris, she has the skill of a master tailor, and the main system of the Chaos Base will not treat her badly.

"What does it mean? You don't know where she is, but you know she must be safe. Sir, please tell me what happened?" The woman stood up and grabbed the iron railing and said excitedly.

"I can only tell you that she is safe. In fact, this lady, instead of worrying about your sister's safety, you might as well worry more about yourself. At least Su Xiaochen's situation is hundreds of times better than you at this moment. Do you understand what I mean?" Mu Shaoan said with a faint smile.

Hearing this, the woman did not make any more excitement, but looked at Mu Shaoan in surprise. It seemed that she finally understood.

"Mr. Stranger, can I trust you?"

"I said, I am always more worthy of your belief than that fat man."

"Then can you take me away?"

"Hey, hey, don't act like I don't exist. That guy with hair all over, don't go too far. This woman is our boss's favourite." At this time, the fat man suddenly stared at his eyes and shouted.

"Hey, man, don't be impatient!" Mu Shaoan waved his hand and shook his head at the woman, "I can't take you away, but I can send you to a place where the weak are prey on the weak, at least you can still have the opportunity to control your own destiny instead of being trapped here as a 'street princess' or 'street witch'. How do you choose?"

"Of course I have to control my own destiny."

"Very good, are you afraid of death?" Mu Shaoan suddenly smiled strangely.

"What?"

"I said you're afraid of death?"

"Not afraid."

"Very good, are you afraid of pain?"

"I'm not afraid."

"Are you afraid of suffering?"

"Not afraid."

"Do you think you can persevere in the face of desperate situations?"

"I can."

"You still have time to regret it now."

"I won't."

"Very good. My name is Mu Shaoan. I belong to the Ximu Town LAN of the 9th Legion of the Fourth War Zone. You don't have to deliberately look for me. Just remember this information, remember your own choices, remember you said you will never regret it, remember you need to make yourself stronger, remember you have to control your own destiny, now, close your eyes."

The moment the woman closed her eyes, Mu Shaoan also had a long sword out of the sheath like lightning. The sword had been sheathed again, as if nothing had happened. Only the fat man behind the iron cage was splashed with blood on his face.

After a few seconds, he screamed like a frightened rooster.

Mu Shaoan turned around and left, as if nothing had happened.

"Stop, long-haired boy, stop for me, do you know if you get into trouble? You dare to kill the woman our boss likes. You are so damn dead." The fat man was shocked and furious behind him.

Mu Shaoan ignored it and just walked forward. However, as expected, just one minute later, the sheriff of this street, the team led by the heavy armored man, came again when they heard the news. Their speed of dispatch was very exciting.

"Uh, it's you, sir, are there any misunderstandings here?"

The heavy armored man was stunned when he saw Mu Shaoan.

"Derkeville, it's this kid. Why don't you catch him quickly? The bright world is bright. In broad daylight, this barbarian kills people in the street, does he have any Chaos Base, does he have any of them taken the First War Zone seriously, and does he have any of our Qingtou Gang seriously!" The fat man with big belly caught up with him and scolded.

"Well, sir, this time the matter is a bit difficult to deal with. Look, is that that? After all, things that can be solved with gold coins are not a problem, right?" Dirkville, a heavy armored man, quickly smoothed out the situation.

"Yes, I agree with this sentence too. Ask him how many gold coins he needs to shut up." Mu Shaoan nodded. He really didn't want to waste his time on such trivial matters.

"Mom, boy, I tell you, do you know if you have something to do? Can this matter be solved with money? Deckville, I think you are the sheriff on this street, I will give you face, you should do whatever you should do, and I won't make things difficult for you if you don't want to arrest anyone. Do you know who the little girl just now is interested in? It's my Qinglong boss, and it's not easy to use any gold coins. Boy, I tell you that you're dead."

The fat man seemed to have been greatly insulted and sweared, and at this time, Deckville and others finally hesitated. It was obvious that the so-called boss of Qinglong was indeed a big shot.

Mu Shaoan turned around and glanced at the fat man, but the guy immediately jumped back more than ten meters away. He was not stupid. The scene just now was enough to impress him.

"What do you want to do? Tell you, there are countless masters in Hunter Town, and even if you cross the river, it's useless!"

"How will this matter usually be resolved? According to the rules of the First War Zone." Mu Shaoan ignored the fat man and asked Deckville instead.

"Apologize if that Mr. Qinglong is willing to accept it." Deckville smiled bitterly, then gestured again, C-level master.

"What if I don't want to apologize?"

"That's unlikely. You know, the first war zone has never been favored by the Chaos Base Master System. Look, we don't even have a LAN here, and the rules are not very reliable."

"I understand, the strong are kings, right?" Mu Shaoan nodded, then looked at the fat man who had retreated twenty or thirty meters again, and laughed loudly: "Fatty, why are you shrunk? Don't you want to understand the meaning of life? Don't you want to understand the true meaning of life?"

The fat man didn't reply and ran away. But without taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped because the sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded on the street opposite, and he ran very fast. For a moment, the whole street was in chaos.

"Haha, boy, confess, do you think you are? Chu Xuan? Tell you, don't you see whose territory it is? You are also pretending, brothers, poke him to death!"

The fat man's courage soared by a hundred times. After all, no matter who he was, there were more than twenty iron-armored knights holding spears behind him, so he would be very proud.

It seems that the Qingtou Gang is really powerful and can afford cavalry. This means that the other party is not a gang of gangs on the street, but a hunting group with a system of institutions and multiple armies.

But so what?

Seeing the more than 20 cavalry, they didn't stop asking about the cause of the matter, and there was no big deal or small thing. They just put down the armor and raised their spears. As the fat man shouted and rushed over, Mu Shaoan finally sneered. The next moment, no one saw how he took action. One wooden spear was thrown out by his lightning bar, no more or less, six wooden spears, and twelve people were pierced!

As the blood suddenly appeared, he also flew over twenty or thirty meters like a ghost, and a knife flashed faintly. A few seconds later, twenty-four war horses ran across the long street, but there was no more knight on the horse's back. The long street was empty, with blood gushing and dead bodies everywhere, and then there was a fat man in the center, trembling and splattered by blood.

As for Mu Shaoan, he was just like a tourist who happened to pass by, with a sword on his sheath, and his expression was leisurely.

"Fatty, do you understand the meaning of life? Do you want to understand the true meaning of life?"

"I don't want to, good man grandpa, I'm wrong."

"It's too late. When you come back to life next time, remember one thing: if you shoot the bow and don't turn back, you must kill someone. If you kill someone, you will never be able to offend someone like me."

Mu Shaoan Ruo said to himself, and at the same time, a broken spear tip on the ground suddenly flew up, and with a puff sound, it shot into the fat man's eyes.

"Mr. Deckville, are you going to arrest me?"

Mu Shaoan turned around and asked again.

"No, no, we are just part-time sheriffs, part-time, we'll stop doing it now, we'll stop doing it." Deckville and his group fled in panic. In fact, the people on the street who were originally watching the fun were all fleeing in a blink of an eye, and even the owners of shops and houses on the street fled.

Within one minute, the whole street turned into a ghost.

It seems that these people have experience.

"Escape quickly, why are you still waiting here? The people from the Qingtou Gang drove an Apache helicopter and used the RPG bazooka to knock you into meat sauce. The Qingtou Gang has a helicopter squadron."

At this moment, a woman's voice suddenly sounded behind the crack in the door of a shop, and then the footsteps of a hurry to escape were Chen Xiaoli.

Ha, this world is really surprising.

Mu Shaoan smiled and still slowly pulled out the wooden spear from the body, carefully wiping away the blood on it. These six wooden spears have been used in the 404 world for a long time and have been strengthened too many times. They have long been as hard as steel. The murderous aura attached to them is even more rare, and he really can't bear to throw it away.

When he put six wooden spears into the carriage behind him one by one, three Apache armed helicopters also appeared in the distant sky. The Qingtou Gang's style really tastes quite like Mu Shaoan. It is rough and simple. If you don't accept it, do it until you accept it.

Standing on the muddy street, Mu Shaoan closed his eyes slightly and sniffed the wind blowing towards him with a strong bloody smell. In the deepest part of his heart, something called killing was about to move.

He was trapped in the lonely city of the 404 world for 29 years, without a moment of relaxation, and the pressure he endured every moment continued to accumulate. Only then did he know how hard he worked and how hard he worked to suppress the crazy thoughts in his bones.

Now, he wants to thank the Qingtou Gang for coming to the door in vain.

Go to the fucking reason, go to the fucking excuse, go to the fucking reason!

Need nothing, cared nothing,
Chapter completed!