Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

"Hey, handsome guy, do you want to dance together?"

The one who spoke was a blonde hottie in a white shirt and black short skirt.

The top two buttons of her shirt are not buttoned, showing off her abundant capital.

"Don't. "

Wu Jian took a sip of beer and said coldly.

As his physical fitness improves, so does his mental strength.

He just studied casually, and he gave himself the level of a foreign language that could communicate freely with the people of the Lighthouse Country.

"Don't be so cold, maybe we can talk and get to know each other a little bit. "

The blonde hottie did not retreat because of Wu Jian's coldness, but took two steps forward, bent down slightly to make her capital more prominent, licked her lips, and said in a coquettish voice.

“............"

Wu Jian didn't even bother to look at it, and continued to drink.

He is perceiving the location of the Destiny Bank.

After coming to the Beacon Country, Wu Jian found that the location of this Destiny Bank was not fixed.

Instead, they appear randomly in various locations in the Lighthouse Country.

And he also found that whenever he wanted to get close to the bank of destiny, this guy seemed to be able to sense his presence, and instantly disappeared from the place, escaping into the unknown gap.

Wu Jian tried to find him out by using the way he looked at the past.

But the supernatural powers and hangings possessed by the Bank of Destiny are clearly not of the same level.

His view of the past would have been greatly disturbed by looking straight at the time close to His existence.

He could not be manifested in his form at all.

There is no way to talk about a plan to find Him out through the past.

"Humph!"

The blonde hottie who had been busy for a long time snorted angrily when she saw Wu Jian being so cold, turned her head and left the bar.

Originally, she also wanted to fish for this handsome white-haired handsome guy and taste the power of oriental males.

But the person in front of him was completely a piece of wood, and he turned a blind eye to her temptation.

This made her very angry.

When she is angry, she wants to show her charm even more.

Soon.

She writhed with a muscular blonde hunk on the dance floor.

The freedom and openness of the lighthouse country are vividly displayed in her.

Boom!

Pouring the last sip of beer into his stomach, Wu Jian took out a knife and strangled it on the table.10 turned and left the bar.

As he left, a group of black men in hip-hop clothes on the edge of the bar also looked at each other, grinned, and walked out.

San Francisco at night, full of depravity of lights.

Between the glittering shops, there is often evil happening.

Robbery, smoking, brawls, shootings.

It's all over the place.

"Hey!

A rude shout came from behind him, and Wu Jian directly chose to ignore it.

He had long been aware that there was a group of ill-intentioned Nigo following him, but he really didn't bother to see the farm tools in general.

"Fack!"

Wu Jian's reaction made Brother Ni in the back feel very shameless, and directly took out the pistol on his waist and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

A bullet hit Wu Jian's foot, leaving a bullet hole.

Wu Jian stopped and looked behind him.

"Don't move, or I'll cut a few holes in you!"

Nigo, who had fired, raised the gun in his hand and shouted loudly.

Next to him, several other black buddies let out a malicious mockery.

They seemed to have seen the white-haired guy in front of them, scared by the pistol, squatting on the ground with his head in his hands.

Tick!

The sound of a needle beating suddenly rang in their ears.

interrupted their fantasies.

These black brothers suddenly felt a terrible feeling of weakness hit them.

It was a feeling that was even worse than when I was addicted to drugs, and it was a terrible sense of loss when something very important was leaving my body.

"Save Me ......"

The inexplicable sixth sense made the nities struggle to call for help from the white-haired figure in front of them.

In their consciousness.

As long as they admit it, whether it is the white people of this country or other people in other countries, they will look at their skin color and let them go.

However, this time their pleas for mercy failed.

The power that drained them of their time did not stop because of their pleas for mercy, but intensified.

Bang......

Feel the soft and sweet taste of time like a marshmallow.

Wu Jian couldn't help but lick his lips, and a trace of inhuman cruelty flashed in his eyes.

"It's a bit addictive. "

Taking a deep breath and letting this inhuman emotion subside, Wu Jian's expression was a little serious.

This is not a good sign.

Absorbing time is the murderous instinct of Time Trick, and if he indulges in this instinct, his consciousness will be affected by Time Trick, and gradually become a humanoid Time Trick.

He must refrain from this urge to kill.

"Just drink, not drink. "

Silently writing down this, Wu Jian suddenly felt that the life and death account book in the ghost space suddenly vibrate.

An inexplicable sense of connection came to his perception.

"It's finally out. "

Connecting perception with the ledger of life and death, Wu Jian felt that he was on the other side of the city.

The Bank of Destiny has finally appeared.

"Look where you're going this time!"

While!

The three pointers in the left eye point to the four-point mark at the same time.

The leap of time is achieved in an instant.

Wu Jian's figure suddenly disappeared in place.

When it reappeared, it was already in a square.

In this square, stands a high-rise building with a dark gray color.

Several dark gold subtitles shine brightly on the tall building.

【DESTINYBANK】

"Found You"

Looking at the building in front of him, Wu Jian walked over.

He could feel the violent agitation of the ledger of life and death in the ghostly space.

It's an instinctive reflection of the desire to make up.

"Haha! Oriental BOY! I found you!"

Laughter filled with excitement came, and a big man with strong body and dark skin stood in front of Wu Jian.

He gritted his white teeth and rubbed the rusty flintlock pistol in his hand.

“............"

Looking at this strong black man, Wu Jian's eyeballs rolled left and right.

He saw that around the Destiny Bank, there were already dozens of men and women with a strange aura on their bodies, completely surrounding him.

They seem to know what they're going to be like here.

"Your life is mine!"

Seeing Wu Jian's silence, the strong man thought that Wu Jian was afraid.

He smirked and raised his hand for a shot.

Bang!

A buckshot the size of a ping-pong ball slammed into Wu Jian's head with a gust of wind.

This lead bullet carries a powerful supernatural power, and even a real weird will fall silent after being shot like this.

But when this projectile was a few meters away from Wu Jian, it was as if it had touched an invisible barrier, not only slowing down, but also slowing down.

In the end, it completely stopped at a distance of a few meters from Wu Jian.

Call!

The faint flame ignited out of thin air, igniting the projectile on the spot.

Chirping!

The ignited lead bullet let out a high-pitched scream, and the gray and black lead shell was melted by the flames, revealing a terrifying core.

It was a miniature baby that had been pinched into a ball of flesh.

At this time, under the burning of the treacherous flame.

The baby was crying, charring, and eventually turning to ashes.

Oh!

The black man with a flintlock pistol let out an inhuman scream as the lead bullet melted.

His body was constantly twisting and compressing under the influence of unknown forces.

A large amount of blood and bodily fluids were squeezed out of his body, and his body was shrinking rapidly, shrinking, shrinking, shrinking.

In the end, he was crushed by a strange force into a meat ball baby the size of a ping-pong ball.

"Wow!"

With a terrible wail, a dark layer of lead enveloped the baby, cutting out his voice.

Horror, evil.

This black man, who was still using a flintlock pistol just now, has now directly completed the reversal of his identity.

From a user, it became the ammunition used.

"Rubbish!"

The's death didn't frighten the other tricksters. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Almost at the same time as he was made into lead bullet by the eerie flintlock of the flintlock pistol.

Several other tricksters also took action.

Rushing!

The sky turned gloomy out of thin air.

Drops of icy rain fell from the sky.

In the rain, a figure with an umbrella slowly emerged from the rain curtain.

It was a white woman with a pale face and black circles under her eyes.

She held a dark umbrella and walked towards Wu Jian step by step.

As she approached, human faces began to appear in the drops of rain, and these faces kept crying, releasing a strange corrosive force that made people sink.

Da-da-da-da!

On the other side.

There was a sound of a hard object hitting the ground.

Another curly-haired man with a gloomy expression, holding a cane to support the ground, kept walking.

Every time his cane touched the ground, there was a sharper crash.

This sound seems to be able to penetrate the body and act directly on the internal organs of the person, making people's internal organs tremble.

In addition to these two people, there are also several foreign tricksters who are working on it.

It's just that their spirits are more than a star and a half weaker than these two.

Before they even had time to get closer, they were suppressed by the supernatural spirit released by the two of them, and they couldn't get close to this side at all.

Psychic forces stirred the air.

Let the square in front of the Destiny Bank seem to be the scene of a natural disaster.

The strange rain pouring and the reverberating sound of the cane spread unscrupulously in all directions.

Many ordinary people who live in the neighborhood are considered to have fallen into blood mold.

"Woo ......"

The person who was stained with raindrops felt a burst of sadness inexplicably, and couldn't help crying.

As they cried, the expression on their faces froze directly on the weeping expression, and they directly lost the breath of life and fell to the ground.

The body of the dead quickly melted, turning into a puddle of clear water that smelled of corpses, quickly evaporated, and melted into the clouds of the sky.

The clouds become thicker and the raindrops denser.

On the other side, the people who heard the sound of the cane tapping showed painful expressions, covering their stomachs and crooked to the ground, their bodies gradually stiffening.

This is the killing rule of the cane, as long as anyone who hears this voice, will die of convulsions of internal organs.

As the men died, the sound of the cane hitting the ground became deeper and harsh.

The more people you kill, the more the cane's supernatural will be stimulated.

The rules of killing will become more and more terrifying.

Two supernatural forces formed a desperate situation of death, completely enveloping the area.

However.

In the position of the core of these two terrible forces.

Wu Jian stood quietly as if he was nothing.

The terrible rain ran through him, but it couldn't wet a single hair of his hair.

The terrifying voice kept echoing, and it couldn't shake him in the slightest.

The unique space ghost is not in the state of nothingness of existence and absence, and the time escape of the subterfuge seal is as extreme.

As long as it gets into this state.

This makes it immune to any attack that cannot touch space.

Very clear 207 show.

The attacks of these two tricksters looked strong, but they didn't have the weirdness that could penetrate the spatial tricks and affect Wu Jian.

"That's it?"

Looking at the umbrella woman and the cane man, whose expressions had begun to look difficult, Wu Jian sighed slightly.

"It's too weak. "

The time trick in his left eye jumped slightly, and Wu Jian once again released the ghost of time.

The taste of living time is very wonderful, and he seems to be unable to quit it.

And for these guys who want their own lives, Wu Jian doesn't have any psychological burden to kill.

While!

The sound of the death knell spread with the spread of the ghost and reached the ears of the umbrella woman and the cane man.

At the same time as the voice came, they felt that the spirit in their control became uncontrollable.

An inexplicable dullness made their faces change wildly, and they realized that something was wrong by this time.

However, it was too late.

Time, under the influence of the ghost of time, has frozen.

All of the Lighthouse Nation Tricksters in the Ghost Snake are frozen in frozen time.

Only Wu Jian was not affected, and he walked leisurely in the frozen time.

Absorb these tricks and strange times frozen in the ghosts of time.

Yes.

Wu Jian now has no distinction between absorbing time.

As long as he can suck it, he won't let it go.

Anyway, all the people in the ghosts are enemies, and there is no need to be afraid of indiscriminate killing of innocents.

Moreover, after these weird gourds have finished sucking up time, they can also be directly refined into tricky wine with tricky gourds, and restored to the most basic terrifying rules.

With a one-stop operation, Wu Jian can absorb the nutrients sent by these enemies in the most efficient way.

Strengthen yourself while weakening your enemies.

Kill two birds with one stone.

Hiss......

The tricksters who have been sucked dry of time gradually grow old and dry up, and finally the sand crumbles into fine powder.

At the place where they died, they left behind terrible objects of different shapes.

The bloodstained ring was only half of a short stick, a rag with inexplicable words written, and a wriggling blood.

These are all weird.

Absorbed for a long time, the horror of the archetype has manifested.

They have the most basic rules of murder hidden in them.

"Photograph!"

With a move of his hand, the tricky gourd manifested from the ghost space.

Wu Jian casually pinched a trick seal and put all the weirdness of these manifested prototypes into the gourd.

Casually stuff the tricky gourd that has become extremely cold, and retract the ghost space.

Wu Jian looked up and looked ahead.

There, the umbrella woman and the cane man also entered a state of running out of oil and lamps.

They didn't corrupt the sand like the other tricksters, though.

But their old bodies have been reduced to strange shells.

In turn, they are dominated by the weirdness of their domination.

They have become treacherous.