The king of solo row [Comprehensive British and American]

Arya hadn't slept all night.

Not only because of the shock of close contact with the dragon, but also a very important reason.

Later, she went to another killer's room, and unexpectedly found a suitcase. After violently opening it, she found that it was full of bundles of cash. Countless Franklins smiled.

Arya packed some of the banknotes and loaded the rest into Steam.

——The balance has successfully increased to ten digits.

She encountered Mr. Wayne again at breakfast the next morning.

...this description is not quite accurate either.

She is sitting in a restaurant with exquisite decoration and art, in front of her are wooden tables and chairs with beautiful textures, delicate German Black Forest bone china, chocolate muffins topped with maple syrup, cut French toast and medium rare Eggs dripping with golden yolk, and colorful donuts.

The super-rich man and his model girlfriend were on the other side of the sofa, separated by a metal screen made of hexagonal components, and Arya could hear their conversations verbatim.

She didn't do it on purpose, and she wasn't interested in listening to what they had to say, but she couldn't control this kind of thing.

So, in just half an hour, she knew the reason why Mr. Wayne came to New York from Gotham, a charity reception that had ended, and his girlfriend was going to participate in a catwalk show, so she stayed an extra day, it seemed to be for Dates were easier, he stayed at his hotel instead of his Long Island villa, and Arya learned several new ways to flirt.

Of course, she strongly suspected that the reason the girl sounded so happy was because her boyfriend finally agreed to give him a Ferrari.

She complained while eating, and then her thoughts gradually drifted away.

Arya remembered the dragon from last night, and the staring at each other in the storm——

The eyes of the other party were filled with many indescribable complex emotions, as if they were overwhelmed by countless sorrows, even worse than the pouring rain in the sky and the turbulent river.

Later, he disappeared completely.

Why did he suddenly jump out of the river?What is he doing in New York?

There are too many weird things in New York. A giant dragon appeared in the Hudson River. It might grab the headlines for two weeks in other cities. Here, it has become one of the thousands of supernatural events. With the disappearance of the protagonist there is no follow-up.

Arya finally opened the illusionist's laptop and carried out a new round of data recovery, but still didn't gain much. The only thing worth mentioning is that she couldn't use the bank cards of the killers before because she didn't know the password. But after several tosses through mobile banking, she finally raised some money.

If it was changed to a few days ago, and suddenly received millions of dollars, this kind of thing is unimaginable.

But now, Arya has a calmness that sees through everything.

She even coolly bought a game.

After all, it was on sale at the time, and people always have a weird mentality about discounts.

You clearly know that no matter what, the business is making a steady profit, and you also know that all the changes that make you want to buy are promotional means. You understand all the reasons, but when you see a discount, you will still shout loudly in your heart——

It's on sale!

How can you not buy it?That's right, I really don't know this game at all, and I don't know if it's fun, but is it on sale? !

...In short, the new game has been downloaded for a long time.

Bored, the girl opened the game platform, looked at the progress and speed of the download page, and was very curious about where the game was downloaded.

If you use a computer, it will definitely be stored on the hard drive.

So, is it now in her head?Or in the body?

Moreover, the download must be done through the network, although the hotel does have a network, but...

Does she also have some sort of wi-fi drive in her body?Otherwise, how is this game platform connected to the Internet?

Think carefully.

Suddenly, she heard the waiter's gentle voice from behind, probably speaking to the person who was about to enter the restaurant: "Sir, please show your room card, thank you."

Then, a male voice with a British accent, the voice is deep, the tone is very rhythmic, and a kind of condescending, masterful arrogance, "You have seen it."

The waiter froze for a moment, then repeated his words, as if losing his mind for a moment, "I've already seen it, thank you, sir."

... Another superpower!

Arya resisted the urge to look back at the other person's face.

After all, this action may be too obvious. Once it attracts that person's attention or makes him feel uncomfortable, the consequences will be hard to say.

Of course, if it's a non-public place where there aren't so many people around, she doesn't care at all, and it's a big deal to get into a fight...

Arya was thinking wildly while paying attention to the guy's whereabouts.

The man was thin, wearing a suit, his back looked elegant, and his sitting posture was also extremely elegant. His side profile was quite handsome, and he even had a bit of aristocratic temperament.

There was only one table between them, so he quickly noticed that the brunette was eating donuts, her eyes were frequently rolling around her face, and it took a long time to pick up the menu, and she still glanced at her from time to time.

Arya continued to eat indifferently.

There are not many guests in the restaurant, only about twenty or thirty people, scattered in various places, even if many people are talking, they control the volume very well, so it is basically very quiet.

Even though Mr. Wayne and the model girl had a lively chat, including occasional kisses, their conversations were kept within the range that only each other could hear.

Until a shout broke the atmosphere.

Many guests looked back, and a few people who looked like tourists appeared at the entrance of the restaurant, a couple with a three or four-year-old son.

The kid kept yelling and speaking in a language that no one could understand.

More often than not, parents stop their children from being loud in public, and everyone else laughs it off.

However, the couple looked as if nothing had happened, as if they didn't know how disgusting the voice was. When they showed their room cards, the waiter whispered something, but they didn't seem to hear it, and they looked at the child with a doting smile on his face .

As they passed, Arya leaned closer and whispered, "You don't understand English? Or can you come in for dinner after he has had enough trouble?"

The child's father looked like you were fussing over a molehill, and replied in broken English: "He's just a child! Why are you fussing with a three-year-old child?"

His wife also spoke English with strange pronunciation: "A little girl can live in such an expensive hotel, who knows what she does."

Arya: "..."

If you knew how I got in, you might be scared to death on the spot.

The woman said something, and the child seemed to be angry. He grabbed the fork on the other table, raised his hand, and threw the polished tableware over.

His parents were taken aback, as if they hadn't expected him to do this, but said nothing.

The dining room was extremely quiet at this time, and Arya didn't even move a bit, watching the fork smash into the empty porcelain plate in front of her coldly, the sound of the impact was almost lingering for three days.

"Throw him in the fountain."

Suddenly, the man who was looking at the menu spoke.

The couple who had previously protected the calf like their lives jumped up, knocked away the chairs beside them, and rushed towards the child who was still quarreling, like two wolves tearing a lamb, trying desperately to catch him hand.

The little boy froze in fright, opened his mouth wide and looked at his parents with dull expressions.

But they seemed to lose their minds. One of them grabbed the child's arm and pulled him out of the restaurant. The crying gradually faded away and disappeared in the direction of the stairs.

Arya remembered that the nearest fountain was also on the first floor, and they would not appear again in a short time.

She turned around and found that the superpower was staring at her, and smiled at her when they looked at each other, "Or should I drive everyone out here for you?"

Arya looked around: "...I don't think that fountain can hold so many people."

The other party laughed with great interest, "Sit here?"

The brunette raised her chin slightly, "Why didn't you stand up?"

The man paused, "Come here."

This time it is no longer a question.

At that moment, Arya felt as if some strange tiny substances were attached to the skin layer by layer. They penetrated into the pores and stratum corneum, and then continued to drill through every hole until they penetrated into every tiny blood vessel and nerve endings.

They are like connecting wires holding puppets, and also like invisible shackles.

This experience is simply uncomfortable to the extreme!

These things drove her to slowly stand up from her seat. At the same time, the man's eyes fell on the girl's lap, and he looked around with appreciation.

Fuck, stop, stop, get out, get out—

After the shock and panic subsided, her mental strength climbed to the peak in an instant.

The shackles seemed to be vibrating crazily, the strings were pulled tremblingly, and those things that seemed substantial were constantly being impacted, as if they were about to be pushed out of the body.

But it's not nearly there.

The black-haired girl pulled out the chair and sat down lightly, but her face was a little pale.

At the same time, the game download is over.

After Alia sat down, she was no longer controlled by the other party's orders, because she had completed the requirements, and she regained control of her body. She put the phone on the table, and looked at the opposite side with her chin propped on one hand.

This guy called her over rudely, but he was not in a hurry to talk, he was still looking at the menu slowly, as if he just wanted to make people sit here and treat it as a pleasing dining scene.

Arya was actually not very angry.

How fast can a person open their mouth to speak?

She didn't know how fast it was, but it was definitely not as fast as the weapon in her hand.

If there is going to be a speed competition, make sure that the other party will not be able to speak again before the first word is finished.

After she had a clear understanding of this matter, her mentality became much more stable.

Of course, just in case, if this guy also has high melee skills, the possibility is not impossible, it will become very troublesome, so she still chooses to stay still.

Arya waited patiently for the game to install.

A slight pain like an electric shock climbed up the spine suddenly, turning into countless weak currents spreading, like thousands of poisonous snakes cruising through her bones and blood vessels, and the severe pain that spread in an instant covered the whole body.

Snapped!

The girl pinched the slender stem of the glass.

The man across the table glanced at her, "Clean it up."

The passing waiter immediately suppressed the surprise on his face, quickly squatted down, and skillfully took away all the debris.

Arya's whole body was in pain, as if a hundred thousand volts of electricity was about to explode, and she seriously suspected that she might die like this——

Thanks to the two battles yesterday, she experienced pain that was worse than death.

Otherwise, he might faint now.

The girl held her forehead in a burst of dizziness, and the metal partition next to it refracted thousands of bright lights, like cracks cutting the whole world into many broken pictures like a jigsaw puzzle.

What she didn't know was that the automatic deletion programs were running rapidly in the countless archive servers.

From this moment on, the identity data recorded in various systems, whether it was the school hospital or the police station, all disappeared. Even if her face was scanned [-] times repeatedly, no match could be found.

All relevant documents from birth to school, including the records of her death in the explosion, those text messages that symbolized her past and present, were instantly wiped out.

Of course, if you search carefully, there are always some things that cannot be deleted, such as photos or paper materials, etc. However, in the eyes of people who are accustomed to relying on modern technology, her past has become invisible.

Arya regained some sanity, and dimly saw a slender thread of light flowing from the mobile phone on the table.

The intermittent twilight stretched all the way to Mr. Wayne behind the two tables.

Bruce Wayne was still chatting with the model girl, as if he didn't pay attention to what happened here.

Aaliyah looked at her mobile phone screen calmly, and the big head portrait of Chairman Wayne, his name and brief introduction, and a long list of huge asset statistics that were enough to blind people's eyes were appearing on it.

Besides that, there are several active options, one of which even looks like an explosion icon.

Arya didn't dare to mess around for the time being, she soon found that she could switch targets with her consciousness, the light disappeared briefly, and soon connected to another guest, the new avatar, name and asset number were displayed, and again Is a rich man, but obviously pales in comparison to the first one.

She moved her eyes slowly almost inch by inch, watching the thin thread of light jumping and shaking among different people, and countless headshots, names, and numbers also flickered on and off.

This light swayed back and forth, and no one in the restaurant felt anything unusual, obviously they couldn't see it.

Finally, following the direction of the light, she found the camera in the corner of the restaurant.

After connecting the monitoring equipment, the scene of the entire restaurant clearly appeared on the screen of the mobile phone.

Arya basically knew what the game's abilities were all about.

She can't experience the games she bought on the computer, but she can browse the Steam store page, including the comment section below.

Although I don't know who the people who wrote the comments are——

She searched for this game platform and related games on Google, but she couldn't find any information, as if these things didn't exist in this world.

In short, with the help of the introduction on the store page and the comments from those unknown sources, she can roughly figure out some characteristics of each game, including the ability of the protagonist.

Regarding "Watch Dogs 2" produced by Ubisoft, like the previous one, the protagonists of the two films are masters of hacking techniques. The game mixes shooting drag racing, hacking and other modern urban background sandbox games. All the elements of the game also continue the strange settings of the GTA series, such as driving and breaking a utility pole, four-dimensional chrysanthemum pulling out a gun, and so on.

Theoretically speaking, this is not the game that Arya wants to buy the most, but it is currently the most discounted game on the watch list.

"Are you still angry?"

Arya woke up with a start.

She has just experienced a series of drastic changes that ordinary people can't imagine, but the change in expression is not particularly obvious. At most, she looks bad when she is in the most pain. Most people would think that she is suppressing her anger.

Apparently the person on the other side thought so too.

The girl blinked innocently, "I'm not angry."

The man closed the menu noncommittally, "It's never been an experience for a person with superpowers to be dominated by others, right?"

"Because I crushed a cup?"

"Because your life has now appreciated to 200 million, many mercenaries and killers are trying to remember your beautiful face."

Arya: "..."

The price actually doubled.

She lowered her eyes slightly, still in that gentle and harmless manner, her tone was not strong, "You won't want to try."

As soon as the words fell, the murderous intent burst out all over the sky.

Not far away, Mr. Wayne clenched his knife and fork tightly, shook his head under the concerned eyes of his female companion, and changed the subject.

The face of the man opposite changed slightly, but then he frowned and looked at her with displeasure, "Do I seem to be short of this money?"

"No, I'm just habitually threatening you, lest you have the illusion that you can easily earn this money." Arya thought for a while, this guy obviously has no principles, so with his ability 2000 million or 200 million is not a problem, there is no need to make a special trip for [-] million.

The light on her fingertips flashed, and the other end fell into the pocket of the other party, probably with a mobile phone inside.

Avatar and name information are displayed at the same time.

Zebdia Kilgrave.

——How could there be such a surname as Killing the Grave?

She pretended to glance at the phone casually. This guy, code-named Purple Man, was also an internationally wanted criminal. Because he was infected with nerve gas, he gained the ability to control people's bodies with words, and even manipulated hundreds of people to kill each other.

"Also," Arya didn't find any fun in this kind of thing at all, she retorted casually while thinking, "200 million is a lot of money to me."

"Isn't that easy?"

Kilgrave's gaze flicked around her face before turning to Bruce Wayne, who was two tables away.

The latter was talking and laughing happily with the model, as if he didn't know that the disaster was coming from the sky, and the blue eyes that fascinated thousands of girls were still shining with a smile, "Sir?"

The purple man pointed at Arya, "Transfer [-] million to her."

The author has something to say:

master:? ? ? (When a person sits in a restaurant, the trouble comes from the next table

*The image of the purple man refers to the TV series "Jessica Jones", which is also a spin-off of Marvel. The actor is very handsome, but this person...

*About Watch Dogs, actually I really like 1, but in my setting, Gouge, the protagonist of the first movie, exists and is currently working as a vigilante in Chicago (running around), although not necessarily the same as the protagonist We met, so I wrote 2, so, according to the usual practice, let’s read the first part first!

*Actually, there is a bug in the setting of this article, because in reality, you have to start the Ubisoft client to play Ubisoft games, but the protagonist only has Steam, so I'm sorry Ubisoft Ball!

——and five thousand words in this chapter!Am I great!