Rebirth Dominator

Fang Xiu turned on his cell phone that had been turned off all the time, threw it on the table, and took out the things he got from the white killer.

Wallet, phone, watch!

Plus a pistol and a pair of electric cars!

Except for the electric car parked downstairs, all five items were lined up in front of Fang Xiu. Among them, the gun was packed in a takeaway box, and Fang Xiu also saw spare pistol magazines and bullets in it.

The first thing Fang Xiu picked up was the other party's mobile phone. In this era, a mobile phone records a person's habits and everything in his life circle. If he wants to find any clues, the mobile phone must be the fastest.

However, Fang Xiu found that the other party’s mobile phone chain was not locked, and there was nothing inside, no contacts, no text messages, and no photos. Even the software was original, and there was no sign of login. It was as clean as it was from a mobile phone store. Just like the ones I took out.

Could it be that there are two systems, one for normal use and the other for encrypted system? Fang Xiu looked at the unbranded smartphone and thought it might be a big possibility, so he decided to ask someone to take a look at it later.

There were 2,000 RMB in the wallet, three cards, nothing to prove his identity, a blue bank card that Fang Xiu couldn't recognize, with a flowing DW and bank card number on the front, and the bank's phone number and website on the back. After a search, I couldn't find the name of the bank at all, let alone the website.

The next card looked even more mysterious, with a black vortex on the back and a single eye on the front, nothing was written on it, and it didn't know its function at all.

The last card is a bar card. The card is red, but not the usual red. Fang Xiu felt that this color was the same color as the blood gushing from the neck of the white killer. Dark and blood-red infiltration.

The word Brown Sugar Bar is written in Chinese on it, and the logo is a black candy, but Fang Xiu looks more like a lip print.

No. 103, Zhongxi Road, Shanghe District! Fang Xiu wrote down the address, and decided to check this place later. The card of this bar was carried by the white killer, indicating that he either went to this bar often, or this bar had something special. No matter what kind of place, it is worth Fang Xiu to see.

Fang Xiu threw away the wallet, and put the money and card in his pocket together.

After fiddling with it, Fang Xiu picked up the pistol and put the safety on the trigger. You can find it at a glance. It is very handsome. Fang Xiu usually likes to watch gunfight movies, but this is the first time he has encountered and seen such a pistol. What a guy.

Fang Xiu opened the safety again, held the gun with both hands, aimed at the sky outside the window, and then made a sound like shooting a gun: Bang!

After playing with it for a while, Fang Xiu put it away contentedly, tidied up all the things left by the white monster killer, and started his next exploration again.

He found a pen in his room and pulled out a note pad in his baggy jeans.

Fang Xiu doesn't keep a diary, but he likes to record some important things to prevent himself from forgetting. He doesn't use his mobile phone to record such things. In contrast, he prefers a notebook, perhaps because of the habit he developed when he was young. All relatively organized.

Fang Xiu recalled his dream last night, every time he died, and the huge silver clock in the white space, and analyzed his strange ability little by little, as the basis for him to be able to kill the opponent in adversity. It is more likely that it is an important reliance for Fang Xiu to survive in the future. It is necessary for Fang Xiu to figure out everything about this strange ability on his body and the silver clock.

1. The silver clock, it is guessed that it may be related to my rebirth ability.

2. Rebirth is triggered by death, and each death will automatically activate the silver clock, going back about fifteen minutes ago.

3. Every time I die, the white space and the silver clock, the power of black pollution will permeate from the bottom, polluting my soul, the white space and the silver clock. I guess it may be the price to pay for death and rebirth, so death and rebirth are likely not There is no limit, after reaching a certain number of times, I may die directly, or something terrible, horrible and weird will happen.”

4. To be added.

After closing the notebook and stretching himself, Fang Xiu picked up his mobile phone. Sure enough, there were a bunch of missed calls on it, all from the manager of the home appliance company where he worked, and there were a few text messages. The tone was very annoyed and angry, and he directly told Fang Xiu not to come tomorrow.

Fang Xiu has just graduated, and has been working as a salesman in that company for almost a year. However, because the business of this company is mainly to maintain some old customers, Fang Xiu, a newcomer, is basically attracted by his old colleagues. Squeeze out, suppress, even if you make some achievements and develop new customers, they are all taken away by your boss.

Fang Xiu had no choice but to sell the company's customer information behind his boss's back behind his back, or take the company's order and take it to another company to do it. The warehouse manager squeezed away, and then signed a rebate commission with another logistics company.

Only in this way, with a little meager capital, can I barely maintain my life like this.

Oh, no way, life!

It's so difficult!

But now it seems that this difficult job Fang Xiu can't continue, he can only send a resignation text message, and he doesn't even have the idea of ​​going back to pack his things and get this month's salary, anyway, he almost got what he should get Well, this little salary will be left to the unconscionable black-hearted bosses to see, let them know what an upright and selfless employee he is.

I work hard in the company not for money, but for dreams, let this dirty money pollute their eyes and shame their hearts.

At this moment, the sky is going to be dark. The various emergencies today exhausted Fang Xiu to the point of exhaustion. He only ate one piece of bread all day. At this moment, Fang Xiu was starving.

Fang Xiu went to a food stall opposite the hotel and ordered a dish of twice-cooked pork and soup. After eating, Fang Xiu fell asleep. It was not until one o'clock in the middle of the night that Fang Xiu was woken up by the sound of the clock.

Fang Xiu was still sleepy, but he knew that he had to get up immediately, because now he had to take advantage of the darkness and the absence of people to dispose of the corpses in the alley on Park Road.

Throwing the corpse under the narrow sewer was just a stopgap measure, and Fang Xiu was not foolish enough to think that it was over.

In a few days, the corpse will be rotten and smelly, and it will definitely be discovered. At that time, through monitoring and investigation, it will be easy to find Fang Xiu's body, and there are too many strange things on this corpse, especially after death, The appearance that appeared was not like a person at all, but a monster.

Fang Xiu didn't want to get into such trouble, so he had to take advantage of the present and quickly dispose of the corpse.

As long as the corpse is disposed of, the killer's identity is mysterious and strange, and he is also a foreigner. After a long time, it will pass.

Fang Xiu took out the tarpaulin, big bag, and rope that he had prepared in the afternoon, turned on his mobile phone, looked at the route that had been marked long ago, avoided places where there might be night traffic police and patrol police, and avoided roads with a large number of surveillance. Just ready to go.

When Fang Xiu left quietly, the innkeeper at the front desk was sleeping, Fang Xiu didn't want anyone to know that he had left in the middle of the night.

PS: Please ask for a recommendation ticket for the new book, the author will work hard to write this book well.