"Tip: Your soul equipment, the magic pattern tadpole, can be used in the real world."
But he didn't want to run away, because the person in front of him didn't feel strong to Zhao Qian, at least not as strong as in the Harry Potter world.
A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he looked up and down at the person in front of him.
The white pawn seemed to hate the sun.
He kept squinting his eyes, and two dark circles loomed under his eyes.
This is the real reason why this guy pulled up his collar.
"something happened" Subconsciously, he glanced around again.
Except for the guy in front of him, there didn't seem to be anyone else looking this way.
In other words, he is the only one.
"very nice."
Bai Zu squinted his eyes and looked at Zhao Qian in front of him, with an indescribable feeling in his eyes.
Looking at it is like an artist carefully looking at his outstanding work.
"What" Zhao Qian stood there, surrounded by passers-by who were getting on and off the bus, including students, white-collar workers, and even aunts who got up early to buy groceries.
There was a trace of doubt in his eyes.
In the eyes of others, they were more like two friends chatting.
"Someone is trying to kill you."
He said, looking at the silent boy in front of him.
The guy who once picked peaches in front of him indifferently took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it without saying a word.
After handing the stick over, Zhao Qian looked at the hand of the man who logically should have been the first to kill him.
After all, he had only snatched the boss from him a few days ago.
But he didn't, because this guy didn't have the slightest intention to kill.
The yellowing of the middle finger and the first section of the index finger is obviously a heavy smoker.
"Need not."
The white soldier waved his hand and took out a pack of ladies' cigarettes from his jacket pocket, indicating that he had them.
He turned a match and lit it, his movements were familiar, but his expression was more numb.
"Bai Ya, is Zhao Qian right?"
Seeing the other party's expression about to frown, Bai Zu interrupted cleanly.
"Your information is basically backed up in the National Security Bureau, so there is no need to doubt it.
We have people who specialize in inferring you from the equipment or items sold by you in each world you experience."
"In the first world, the probability of Underworld is 482, the probability of Van Helsing is 887, the probability of Twilight is 39, and the probability of 400 Years of Mysterious Life is 0."
The two strolled down the street and ended up sitting in a coffee shop near the school.
The process in between is actually more like a confrontation.
I casually ordered two drinks and sat across the table.
White pawn treats.
"The son of Feng Laoxia, who is ranked 51st on the red list, died after entering the first world.
Only his apprentice returned safely."
After the waiter took the order and left, the night owl who looked more like an all-nighter said.
He had actually been waiting for Zhao Qian there for a long time, according to him, almost all night.
"who" Zhao Qian seemed a little careless.
It seemed that all this did not have much to do with him, or in other words, it had nothing to do with him.
"The first sword in the mountain city."
The man sitting opposite him looked at him and spoke word by word, fearing that someone might not hear clearly enough.
And these five words from his mouth are known to almost everyone on the road.
The number one swordsman in the mountain city, also known as Crazy Xia, his real name is Feng Lao Xia.
He is a well-known figure on Shancheng Road, the owner of the first sword martial arts hall in Shancheng, and the number one killer underground in Shancheng.
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Unlike other killers who hide in the dark, Madman Xia takes business directly at his martial arts gym in the city center and requires the person to pay all the money in person.
And the people killed are usually either rotten government officials or big bosses who do all kinds of evil.
Orders are placed almost during the day and corpses are collected at night.
In a way, this guy is more like a knife, a knife hanging over other people's heads.
"It has nothing to do with me."
Taking a sip of the hot coffee brought by the waiter, Zhao Qian said, his tone was so calm.
Shaking his head, Bai Pou looked at the conspicuous tattoo on his wrist indicatively.
"He is too."
"And he spent a lot of money to find a group of seven fortune tellers, saying he wanted to avenge his son.
For this reason, he even broke his apprentice's legs."
"Okay, it's time for me to leave and be entrusted by others."
As if just to tell him the news, Bai Pou didn't even drink the cup of coffee on his table.
I looked at the clock in the store, got up, and wanted to leave.
The sun outside is getting brighter and brighter.
"There are limits on strength, right?"
Zhao Qian looked at the back of the white pawn walking further and further away, and murmured to himself as if guessing.
"It must be."
He got up and wanted to leave, but was stopped by the waiter before he remembered.
It seems that the white pawn didn't pay just now.
After hurriedly paying the bill, Zhao Qian walked out of the coffee shop.
It was already dark outside.
The person who was walking faster and faster just now looked like he was trying to avoid the sun.
Slowly walked back to the dormitory, plugged in the phone to charge and turned it on.
Everyone in the dormitory is still sleeping and has not woken up.
This is a good time for college students to catch up on their sleep.
"Ding dong."
A text message alert sounded after the phone was turned on.
I subconsciously looked at the number ownership above, and it showed unknown.
"After experiencing the first battle royale, that traveler will be limited in strength in the real world.
From 30 to 50.
It all depends on the evaluation of that battle royale.
Feng Laoxia has experienced 8 worlds, and his strength The restriction level is about 40, which is about one-half stronger than the sailor ranked 69 on the red list.
White pawn" Looking down, there was nothing else. dividing line In a dark alley in the border city, Bai Zu looked at the severed mobile phone in his hand.
The only good thing is that the message has been sent automatically.
"You're so jumpy" The vampire stared at the knife-wielding man opposite him and said, with suppressed anger in his tone.
"Baiji, this is not a travel world
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