Last Wish Become God System [Unlimited Stream]

The black cat pulled the trigger.

Jian Mingshu didn't dodge or dodge, he didn't even tilt his body.

click.

Blank.

"It's boring." The black cat pouted, "No response."

Jian Mingshu turned her head, and there was some contemptuous ridicule in her light eyes.He ignored the black cat, and stood at the end of the line, leading Xiao Wu Shuyang.

Seeing this, Baomeng sneered bluntly: "Our dean has a bigger heart than Qugou, whoever mentions it is not a resounding double-bang cannon king bomb, such a small trick is worth dancing, cut it!"

Jian Mingshu: "..."

This little girl's praise is the same as scolding.

The black cat glanced at Jian Ming's beautiful outline with great interest, and said meaningfully: "That's it... I really didn't expect that Dean Jian is an elegant firecracker."

Jian Mingshu: "..."

The person at the head of the line passed the door guarded by the yellow-haired ruffian, and happily entered the hood.

The second person standing was a tall, thin man with black long hair.

The yellow-haired ruffian at the door looked up at him, and asked:

"What wears soft boots on tiptoe, what patrols without lighting the lights, what sings well, what only dances on the eaves."

The tall and thin one was taken aback.

Baomeng behind him was jumping around anxiously, and said with a low voice: "Ah, I know! I know!!"

"Something wears soft boots on tiptoe, something patrols without lighting a lamp, something sings well, and something only dances on the eaves." He repeated the words of the door.

The tall and thin man licked his lips and made some strange syllables.

Obviously, he doesn't know the answer to this question.

The yellow-haired ruffian mercilessly chopped off his head with a sword.

This situation is really not conducive to children watching.Xiao Wu Shuyang hugged Jian Mingshu's leg in fear, and the other party patted his little head comfortingly.

It seems that in order to enter this light black hood, one must first answer questions, and only those who can answer can enter.

Simple and crude.

"next."

"Me, me, me!!" Baomeng immediately jumped to the front with his right hand raised high, "The answer is 'cat'!"

The yellow-haired ruffian raised his eyelids: "Did I fucking ask?"

Not to be outdone, Baomeng said, "Did I get the answer wrong?"

"Do you want to go in?"

Just as Baomeng was about to punch someone, Jian Mingshu quietly blocked him and put on a pleasant smile.

"Okay, I know you love your mother. Just ask, don't talk nonsense."

"Yes!" Baomeng was backed by someone, and he immediately glanced at the yellow-haired ruffian at the gate.

The yellow-haired ruffian looked at the person, smiling with beautiful eyebrows, and his appearance was gentle and pleasant, without any signs of crawling.The tight military uniform did not show the slightest bit of a tough guy, but it was a little extra seductive.

The yellow-haired ruffian didn't take it seriously, sneered, and spat.

What kind of girl dares to come to the city that never sleeps.

"Go away, there is no place for girls to talk here."

"That's right, who the hell are you? Just stand out." Huang Mao's fat partner standing next to him also yelled.

Jian Mingshu had gentle eyes, and even had a warm smile on her face.Without saying a word, he grabbed the air behind the back of his right hand calmly.

Swish twice.

A sharp blade in the shape of a playing card pierced through the wind.

Two strands of dyed yellow hair curled down.The sharp-edged poker brushed past the tip of the yellow-haired ruffian's ear, so fast that everyone's eyes couldn't catch up.

Jian Mingshu didn't speak any more.

He still had a smile like the warm spring breeze on his face, but his eyes were patient, taking the shock and fear out of the opponent's eyes.

This man is different from what he looks like, he is a white and black smiling tiger.Especially the cold light in his eyes made the yellow-haired ruffian opposite him startled.

He nervously squeezed the gun in his hand, and wisely stopped talking nonsense:

"...It's the same in embarrassment, and the grass grows everywhere."

"Fuck, why do you change the exam questions?" Baomeng stared.

Huang Mao was immediately proud: "Everyone is different."

Baomeng rolled his eyes, as if he was greeting the other party's family.

Xiao Wu Shuyang gently tugged at the corner of her clothes: "Miss, let me have a word with you."

The yellow-haired ruffian blew his beard and stared: "Don't help!"

Jian Mingshu lazily raised her eyes and glanced at him.

The yellow-haired ruffian instantly wilted, looking like a frost-beaten eggplant.He wanted to get angry, looked at Jian Mingshu's face, gritted his teeth, and suppressed his anger violently.

The reminder was not long, and Xiao Wu Shuyang lay next to her ear, as if he only said one sentence.

Baomeng stood up straight, hugged MP7 obliquely, with confidence:

"The answer is still a cat! It's the same as a wolf, and it's the opposite of a dog; the grass grows in all directions, which is a Miao character."

The yellow-haired ruffian sneered.

"This doesn't count, you asked someone to help."

"But we're all in this together."

The yellow-haired ruffian was triumphant, with an expression of revenge: "That won't work. If I let people go casually, the higher-ups will blame me."

Judging by his self-sufficient appearance, it is false to perform his duties cautiously, but it is true to avenge public and private revenge.

"I shouldn't have been beeping with you for so long." Baomeng clicked his load, picked up the MP7, "Get out of my way."

The yellow-haired ruffian licked his lips, visibly nervous.He still insisted and said: "Do you know whose territory this, this is? Let me tell you, you dare to be in Area 63—"

"Whose territory is it?"

The black cat's voice came from behind Jian Mingshu.

A face with exaggerated clown makeup protruded from behind Jian Mingshu, and he glanced at the yellow-haired ruffian with interest.

He is not tall, about 1.7 meters four, and he is thin, standing behind the tall Jian Mingshu, who is completely covered.

From the point of view of the two gatekeepers, it was indeed difficult to spot the black cat at first.

"...Black, black cat!"

The yellow-haired ruffian was startled, and the complacency just now disappeared in an instant.His face turned pale, he swallowed his saliva, and couldn't even utter a single word.

"Put all these in."

The black cat raised its chin, and pointed to Jian Mingshu and his party.

"Ah, yes, yes. Tell me earlier, it turned out to be your friend—" The yellow-haired ruffian stepped aside swiftly, and the gatekeepers raised one side of the hood to allow them to pass.

Similar to the first impression from the sky, this is a slum.

The large signboards used to build houses are colorful, revealing that this place was once extremely prosperous.There are also some who really have no place to live, and waste cars full of red and rust are randomly left on the streets, and they are used as houses.

In the alleys, there are ropes hanging around to dry clothes, and there are only a few children running around in the dilapidated streets, covered in plaster.

The whole slum is lifeless.

Most sat in the shadows, skinny.Being too thin made everyone have sunken eye sockets and strange eyes, staring at Jian Mingshu and his group all the time.

"Uncle Ming, why do I feel like everyone is watching—poof."

Baomeng approached just now and asked in a low voice.She turned her head subconsciously, but was amused by the appearance of the person in front of her.

Two black cat ears protruded from Xiao Wu Shuyang's head, softly embedded in the jet-black hair.He was raising his little hand, struggling to touch the fluffy ears on his head.

Jian Mingshu caught sight of his small ears and pulled them with his hands, causing the other party to cover his ears with both hands and glared at him angrily.

The little guy is quite arrogant.

Why is the little Wu Shuyang so cute, the big one is unreasonable and likes to bully others.It seems that time is really a butcher's knife.

Baomeng groped on the top of his head for a long time, but he didn't touch his little ears.

She yelled, "Why does he have cat ears?"

"This is a power mark. Alters and Creaters who have entered Area 63 will have cat ears to distinguish them from ordinary people."

"Then why does Uncle Ming have it?"

"Me too?" Jian Mingshu was taken aback.

Someone patted him on the shoulder.When he turned around, he saw a slightly deformed bronze mirror.

The black cat flicked the black pointed ears on the top of its head, held the bottom of the mirror, and observed Jian Mingshu's reaction with a lively face.

The mirror was old and didn't reflect very clearly, but it vaguely reflected his elegant face.Two fluffy white ears stick out from the graceful and disheveled hair, which not only look soft and touchable, but are also flapping spiritually from side to side.

"What the hell is this??"

"You are a Creator, handsome."

"Why am I not a Creater?!" Baomeng wailed.

Although the pair of cat ears seemed to complement his gentle temperament, as a big man, he really couldn't accept such two silly things on his head.

Jian Mingshu looked away from the bronze mirror expressionlessly, conceived the appearance of removing the cat ears in his mind, thought over and over for a long time, then stretched out his hand to touch——

still there? !

"It's useless. This is the rule set by the Creator God. The priority of the Creator's ability is lower than that of the World Lord God, and of course it cannot be changed."

"What kind of wickedness are you, the Lord God..."

"I want it! Why didn't the Lord God give it to me!!"

"What kind of reward do you think this is?" The black cat narrowed its eyes and looked at Baomeng, "Look at the way people around you look at them, don't you understand?"

Baomeng's hunch at the beginning was right.

Someone was indeed watching them.Or rather, almost everyone is staring at them.

In the shadows of the dark alleys in the corners, behind the windows of dilapidated houses, and even in the broken baskets on the side of the road, there are countless pairs of eyes staring closely at Jian Mingshu and Xiao Wu Shuyang.

That's not curiosity, much less fear.

It's full of hatred.

"Understood." The black cat took a step forward and began to lead the way, "Area 63 is a city for ordinary people. In other words, they are all people who are used as food by the superhumans of the Confederacy. To mark the superhumans is to put the enemy Push it under the spotlight, highlighting and bolding the target."

He stopped in his tracks, turned around with a smirk, and looked at Baomeng.

"Such a mark, do you still want it?"

Baomeng blurted out: "Yes. Cuteness is justice."

Black Cat: "..."

"Okay. If you love me to death, I won't stop you."

He tapped Baomeng's eyebrows from a distance, and a pair of cat ears protruded from her head instantly, and two small leopard-like facial lines appeared on her face. Coupled with her big eyes and round face, she looked like a living animal. Leopard cat.

The black cat turned to Shinichi, and nodded his eyebrows in accordance with the law.

Nothing had changed in him.

"How come..." The black cat frowned and tried again.

Still nothing.

He was a little irritable, and kept nodding on Shinichi's eyebrows.

The black cat was obsessed with the attempt in front of it, and did not notice at all that a man in a blue and white military uniform approached slowly behind him.

This person didn't have cat ears, so he was probably just an ordinary person with a slightly better life.

He was wearing a white porcelain gilt mask, two royal blue ribbons on his back, a cloak slanted on his shoulders, and a variety of colorful medals on his chest.

A head of romantic white curly hair is neck-length and the hair on the left side is elegantly collected behind the ear.

The visitor removed the mask with one hand, revealing a finely carved face.

His beautiful narrow face and curly hair made him look elegant and regal, but his deep silhouette added a little impersonality.His face has the charm of mixed blood, but upon careful observation, his facial features are all soft oriental.

His pace is fast and his steps are light.Silently, he came behind the black cat, lowered his head and looked at him kindly, his brows and eyes filled with kind warmth.

A quick-fire gun engraved with classical silver patterns came to the back of the black cat's head. [1]

"Good morning, Black Cat," he said, his voice dangerous and gentle.

A bang shot.

The bullet crossed the black cat's forehead, leaving a horrific gash.

Everything happened so suddenly, he came quietly and executed him cleanly.Before the black cat could even blink its eyes, it fell flat.

Everyone's nerves instantly tense.

After the black cat fell down, the name tag on the left chest, which was covered by the black cat, was finally revealed.

"Azusa tea".

The author has something to say: [1] Suifa gun: a traditional single-shot gun, the handle is covered with gold and silver patterns, quite elegant

Azusa: Good morning (shoot)

**Cannon sickly boy X elegant black-bellied speaker

Anyway, I can (cover my heart