I don't have a system but I have a hammer

Not long after, I have arrived in front of the villa, looking at the two security guards in front of the door, I greeted with a smile...

"Ha, brothers have worked hard, are you tired from standing outside all the time..."

Thanks to my self-discipline in the past few days, the two security guards have long been familiar with my laughing and joking. They just gave me a cold look and then turned their heads to look elsewhere...

I pretended to be embarrassed and walked past them slowly, the next moment...

bang bang

The indifference they showed me just now turned into my funeral for them...

The silencer is still easy to use, although the sound is still not small, but in this villa with good sound insulation, no one will know what just happened...

There is no time to deal with the corpses, after all, the bloodstains in this place will be discovered sooner or later...

So after I killed the two of them, I rushed into my room and took out Brother Hammer...

At this moment, with Brother Hammer tightly in my hand, my heart suddenly surged with pride, and the light in my eyes was as dazzling as if possessed by gods...

Brothers, let's fight a bloody road together today!

...

dong dong dong~

I knocked on the door of the chicken head room...

"Please come in..."

Fortunately, he was still in the villa...

In order to prevent him from discovering the clues, the moment I opened the door, I walked towards him without saying a word...

"It's you, what's the matter, you look in a hurry, do you have something urgent to tell me?"

I, who didn't stop at all in my own form, was stunned when I heard what he said!

Then I glanced at his cuff, quickly stopped my pace, and at the same time retracted my right hand holding the gun...

"Ah~ I'm sorry, Mr. Leader, I just came here to thank you, thank you for your help, now my wish is fulfilled, and I will do my best to help you become a god..."

Chicken head smiled indifferently...

"It's just such a small matter, you are too polite..."

Slowly retreating to the door, I smiled slightly...

"It's okay, you go to work first..."

After I finished speaking, I pretended to bow, turned around and left the room without looking back...

"Heh, it seems that this kid has really surrendered..."

Hearing the faint words coming from behind the door, I immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and while running towards the crazy woman, I secretly rejoiced with lingering fear...

There is no other reason, because I found three problems!

First, I found out before that, except for this room and during the New Year’s Eve dinner, I’ve never seen Jitou anywhere else. It’s impossible for him to eat, drink, and sleep all in this room…

Second, every time I see him in this room, he always wears the same set of clothes. Even if he has many clothes of the same style and color, it is impossible that even the tea stains on the cuffs are exactly the same...

Third, and most importantly!

Before I entered the room, I had already thought about what he would say and what he would do. Through such a series of brain analysis to increase the fault tolerance rate, because I can adjust my next move according to his reaction …

For example, the sofa is less than ten meters away from the door, so if he happens to be sitting on the sofa drinking tea, I don’t need to talk nonsense to him at all, just raise my hand and shoot...

For another example, the window sill is nearly 20 meters away from the door. If he was looking at the scenery at that time, then I would make an excuse to approach him and shoot him...

But the desk he was at at the time happened to be the innermost part of the room, nearly 25 meters away from the door, so I had no choice but to approach him while listening to what he said...

I even imagined what he was going to say, after all I had to find a reasonable excuse to get close to him...

But what did he just say?

He actually asked me if there was something urgent?

He obviously asked me to activate the system before, so his normal reaction should not be to ask...

"Why didn't you activate the system, didn't the housekeeper tell you?"

You know, that's what he always wanted me to do. Only by activating the system can I prove that I really surrender, isn't it?

So combining all of the above, I suddenly realized something that I had been ignoring all this time...

Is the chicken head in the room the same as the chicken head in the New Year’s Eve dinner?

We all know that there are many chickens in this world... Sorry, I was wrong... As we all know, Chicken Head has been waiting for many years to become a god. When all this has not been successful, what is he most concerned about?

That's right, it was his life!

Doesn't he have life-saving measures?

Can he find a substitute, and he can hide behind the scenes and plan his strategies?

You know, Qin Shihuang was assassinated in the past, and he almost succeeded, didn't he?

So I can completely suspect that the guy in the room is either a puppet in goose skin, or a crazy woman's... Puppet!

And it's very easy to prove this point, as long as you pry the crazy woman's mouth open, then everything will be revealed...

Withdrawing my thoughts, I put on a warm smile, and slowly knocked on the door of the mad woman's room...

dong dong dong~

"Enter!"

Thinking through all the things that might happen in my mind, I slowly opened the door and stepped in...

"Hey, why is it you? I remember that today should be your big day to activate the system, how could... ah, what are you going to do, be bold..."

The moment I got close to the crazy woman, the extreme resentment in my heart that had been tortured by her for many days instantly turned into an invincible super big bidou in the universe, and ruthlessly blasted on her face that was comparable to Chang'e...

pop~

"Ah~ you actually..."

Before she finished speaking, the fierceness in my eyes flashed past, I quickly grabbed her neckline, raised my right hand again, and started the continuous fan mode...

Clap~crack~crack~xn

It's like an old electric fan turned on ten gears at top speed, and it's like the crackling sound when a man and a woman are in love, and it's like the electric light spraying when an electric mosquito swatter is thrown into the mosquito swarm...

In short, I slap every slap very seriously and with all my strength, vowing to let the woman in front of me who has caused me great harm to taste it, what is an authentic slap feast!

And she no longer has the arrogance and beautiful goddess appearance of the past, the only thing left now is a dying, almost fainting, poor woman with turned face...

Looking at her bloody right face, I smiled coldly, then picked up her neck, like dragging a dead pig, and dragged her to the floor-to-ceiling mirror...

Immediately afterwards, I grabbed her chin and pointed to her in the mirror who couldn't even open her eyes, with a crazy expression...

"What kind of bullshit queen, you fucking look at you in the mirror, you are a complete ugly monster..."

With her chin pinched, she couldn't speak a word, she could only make a "woo woo woo" sound from her mouth, like a stray dog ​​whose tongue was ripped off...