CH 45

The wind outside the building was strong and blew Xiao Lan's clothes with a whistling sound.

Below your feet is a height of hundreds of metres, and looking down from above, all the traffic in the CBD area has now turned into a thin strip of lights, as if the place has been cut off from the hustle and bustle of the earth.

The building has a glass facade and is not a short distance from the rooftop of the building. And the glass has been regularly maintained, is smooth to the touch and has nothing to lend itself to.

Xiao Lan pulled out [this is a dagger tainted with poison].

"Squeak-" the dagger pierced the glass with a sharp, piercing scraping sound.

The dagger from Advent, which looks like a fruit knife, can actually penetrate a glass facade without any problem, even with the weight of a grown man.

With the strength of the dagger, Xiao Lan climbs up the smooth vertical glass wall.

The player on the roof was still live with his mobile phone, a grim smile on his face, playing with his knife in his other hand, the snowy light of the blade flipping through his fingertips.

Suddenly the man's hands stopped moving and his bloodshot, hideous eyes turned to the two children next to him, and he gave an impish smile, like the evil spirit in a story, "Are you scared, good babies?"

The little girl, who was only four or five years old, was so frightened that her eyes turned red and tears began to roll down her face. Seeing this, her brother, who looked six or seven years old, immediately held the girl back and tried to look fierce: "You, you're not allowed to come over here!"

The man laughed at the sight but showed a mouthful of white teeth, "Yo yo yo yo, what a mean little pup."

The little boy struggled to threaten him, "My daddy's good! You sure can't beat him!!!"

The man snorted in disinterest in the face of this weak threat, and then he casually dropped his phone and walked towards them with his knife.

He could already hear the sirens getting clearer and clearer, and if he delayed any longer he wouldn't be able to do anything. The Advent world didn't leave him alive, so why were these little brats still alive and kicking in the streets? It was time to show them what the harshness of reality meant.

The man's bloodshot eyes stared at the two children who looked like they were living happily ever after in front of him, his face full of the pleasure of revenge.

He clutched the knife in his hand, it was just a normal knife he had bought from a shop, if only he could use props, he had so many powerful props in his storage space, he could definitely clean up the building all by then.

A pity, only these two little cubs could be used to quench his thirst, and then he had to leave.

He was a physically enhanced person, and after rising to the intermediate level, the effect of not being able to use props in reality was not so great for him. His physical ability was completely above that of ordinary people and he was certain that these police cars would not be able to chase him at all.

The phone thrown on the floor could not capture the current situation, but the screen was frantically swiped with comments that

"Crap! What does this guy want!"

"I'm afraid to look at it. ......"

You come back!!!"

"Ouch, exciting! Swipe a gift~"

"Pervert upstairs!"

"Pervert +1"

"Where's the house manager! Shouldn't people like that be banned too!!!"

Xiao Lan moves quickly and is soon at the edge of the roof.

Using the cover of the building, he quietly looked in the direction of the targeted player, only to see the sight of the man wielding a knife towards the children.

Xiao Lan senses that the situation is not good and gives Luo a look, and the two head off in two separate directions.

The snowy light of the blade came towards the two children with the malice of death, bringing a wind that made people shudder. The player's eyes were full of malicious anticipation, and the image of the frail flower withering was already constantly in his mind.

Faced with the light of the knife in front of them, the two children sucked in their breath in terror, the little girl too scared to cry anymore, the boy stomping desperately on the ground and trying to push his sister backwards.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a figure suddenly rushed out. The man moved extremely fast, and in less than a second had dodged from the edge of the rooftop to reach them.

"Boom-" and the demon that had stood before the children, as if invincible, was gone.

In their place, paper flowers were falling from the sky and a figure in fancy colours.

The shock on the faces of the two children had not yet subsided and they stared blankly at the figure that appeared before them.

The man, wearing an exaggeratedly styled black and white checked shirt, took off his ornate bowing hat and bowed gracefully to them, his white mask a constant smile, as if he were standing on a stage.

Xiao Lan knelt down, held out a finger in front of her and inclined her head slightly at the children, "It's time for Mr. Clown's magic."

The little girl forgot to cry: "Magic ...... magic ......"

Xiao Lan stretched out a hand to her, the clenched palm opened and at once a new handful of colourful paper flowers bloomed from his hand and fell in front of the girl.

"Woo-woo..." Little Xiao's child's face was not yet dry from tears, but she was already laughing, "Mr. Clown is amazing!"

The little boy, who was a little more wary than his sister, drew forward again, once again keeping his sister behind him.

He said to the children, "Now I'm going to do a magic trick to make the big bad guy go away, so the good boys need to close their eyes for a while."

The boy asked uncertainly, "Really?"

Xiao Lan stood up, "Of course, Mr. Joker never lies. All you have to do is close your eyes and listen to me count to three and the big bad guy will disappear."

The little girl sniffed and immediately closed her eyes obediently.

The young boy struggled internally for a moment, and after looking at his sister, who had stopped crying, he chose to trust the man in front of him and closed his eyes as well.

"Good boy." Xiao Lan smiled in encouragement.

The other side.

The target player who was suddenly kicked away by an unknown strong force rolled twice on the ground, looking at the footprint on the side of his waist, he was a bit incredulous. As a player who favoured physical strength enhancement and had upgraded to mid-level for a long time, he himself knew very well how strong his body was, what could have kicked him out so far?

Could it be - a player?!

Having heard about the reality of the mission he was suddenly nervous.

He knew that if a player acted out of character in reality, the game would send a nearby player to sort it out. He originally thought that he would have no problem getting out of the situation with his fighting ability, but he didn't expect to be kicked straight out before they even met, just like being hit by a big truck.

Advent got a fucking animal!

Is this guy an advanced player?

Looking at the back of the man who was coaxing the child, he panicked and planned to run away before he noticed, he couldn't stay here any longer, it was simply too dangerous.

He rolled and grabbed himself off the ground and ran in the direction away from the fancy guy.

But unexpectedly a pair of black leather shoes appeared in his line of sight, blocking his way forward. He looked up to see a man in a fine three-piece suit, who smiled at him gently and said, "I'm sorry, my husband did not give you permission to leave."

The smile, however, does not reach the bottom of his eyes.

When did this man appear?

He clearly hadn't heard any other footsteps nearby!

His breath suddenly caught and a sense of foreboding, honed between life and death, came to him: this man, very dangerous, should escape quickly.

He turned his head and looked around on the rooftop looking for a way to get out.

Then it turns out that he blocked the door down there himself earlier to make sure he wasn't disturbed, and he blocked his way to life ......

Now on the rooftop, there was no way out, unless he planned to jump straight off the roof of a building several hundred metres high and embed himself into the ground, disguising himself as part of the expensive plot of land in the CBD area.

An emotion called despair surfaced in his mind.

He is, perhaps, going to end up here.

Meanwhile, after Xiao Lan had calmed the two siblings and watched them close their eyes, he turned towards the goal of his mission.

In order to make quick work of it, he turned on the skill of

[Title: Poverty Can't Limit My Imagination]

[Ability: Eight times acceleration]

[Time remaining: 00:04:59]

There is also more increase in speed when the skills are upgraded.

The countdown to death has begun: the

"One."

Xiao Lan suddenly accelerated, heading in the direction of the player with lightning speed, his form barely visible in the bright light.

The man's pupils flinched and his heart snapped. Seeing this, he understood that he would not be able to escape no matter what, yet a cowardly man in the Advent world cannot survive, and a ruthlessness surged through him as his heart sank.

Come on, let's see if you die or I die!

"Ding..."

He was a seasoned intermediate player with exceptional combat instincts. Xiao Lan's first slash, which was so fast it was almost impossible to see, was stopped by his raised blade.

However, what he had in his hand was just an ordinary knife, and even though he had chosen the best brand in the real world, it was still no match for the advanced prop, and the knife broke at the sound after blocking the attack in front of him.

"Fuck!" The man cursed in a low voice, dropping the broken knife in his hand.

"Two."

Xiao Lan's second slash, coming from the side.

With his vast combat experience and strong physical qualities, the man dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the slash.

The sharp edge cut a thin gash in his side, his skin seemed to feel the sharp blade, and a coolness that seemed to linger on it like a possessed maggot.

Just a little short of that, the blade would have pierced his flesh and blood.

The short exchange had left him in a cold sweat and he was about to reposition himself for the next wave of attacks when he noticed a sudden chill on his neck.

It was at this moment that he suddenly realised: the attack he had just made - it was a fake move!

Something seemed to enter his bloodstream after the cold-to-the-bone sensation, as if the scythe of death had swung down, and he could not feel his heart beating at once.

The frantic figure plummeted to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Xiao Lan looks at the system prompt that appears.

"[This is a dagger tainted with poison] deals damage to He Haochuan with additional toxicity: potassium cyanide."

The poison of potassium cyanide can stop the human heart instantly if it enters directly into the heart. This He Haochuan is an unfortunate fellow, having drawn the ssr on arrival.

"Three."

"Boom..."

With the end of the countdown and the sound of the cones exploding, the young boy was the first to open his eyes.

What appeared before his eyes was a flurry of bunting and gold dust, as if celebrating the end of a magnificent celebration. Not only the big bad guy from before, but also Mr. Joker, who had appeared in front of them before, had disappeared.

It was then that the sister next to me cautiously opened her eyes, "The big bad guy is gone! Brother, where's Mr. Joker?"

The little boy could only shake his head too.

But his sister looked ahead in surprise and clapped her hands, "Brother, look at the flowers, Mr. Clown has given us flowers!"

Seeing his sister's movement, the young boy reacted to the fact that the rope had been untied from him. He turned his head to see two roses made of coloured paper, one pink and one blue, on the ground in front of the two, like a gift for them.

The little girl is holding the pink flowers and smiling from ear to ear.

The little boy also picked up the blue one and pondered.

At that moment, the door to the upper rooftop was kicked up vigorously and a cacophony of human voices sounded behind it.

The children looked towards the doorway, only to see that a moment later, the door panel fell down along with the miscellaneous items piled on top of it, and many uniformed police officers poured onto the rooftop.

At first glance, they saw only two children.

It was then that a police officer noticed that the body of the man who appeared on the live feed had fallen near the door, just out of sight of the children, and that there was no longer anyone else on the entire rooftop.

What's going on?

Confused, the police officers came forward and picked up the children, and a kind-looking middle-aged officer asked the children, "Do you know what just happened?"

The little girl raised the pink paper flower held in her fleshy little hand in excitement, "I know, it was Mr. Clown who used magic to turn the big bad guy away!"

Middle-aged officer: "This ......"

He looked again at the older boys, hoping for a more reliable answer.

The boy looked at the blue flower in his hand with a determined look in his eyes, "I'm going to be Mr. Clown when I grow up and then protect my sister!"

Middle-aged police officer: "......"

He felt a little worried, these two children were not scared silly, were they?

The author has something to say.

Luo: Today I'm just an emotional flower spreader.

Xiao Lan gave him a nod of approval.

Luo: Next time you have a job like this, please keep giving it to me!