Chapter 96 Jiang Zisuan's Inner Demon
[Ding, the system issued a task, successfully checked in to Jinjiu’s lair.

Reward unknown.

Ding, after testing, the host has been successfully matched with a disguise mask (human skin mask). This mask is as thin as a cicada's wing. Wearing this mask, even your biological father can't tell who you are. 】

Damn, this shit system is still so stupid.

Wu Suowei's eyes rolled and an idea came to his mind.

He took out the human skin mask from the system backpack and changed into new clothes.

Hmm? Not bad, it has that flavor.

The other side.

"Sister."

Although Liu Sang drove the pickup truck into the sea, Jiang Zisuan, who had his car overturned on the road, was not feeling well either.

He was hanging upside down by the safety belt, feeling dizzy and with a constant buzzing in his ears.

The person he saw before him was the closest person in his life - Aning.

She hugged him and said, "Take good care of yourself. I'll be back soon."

It was that time, it was all Wu Xie’s fault. She left and never came back.

Seeing the most important person in his memory saying goodbye to him again and again, Jiang Zisuan screamed almost madly: "No, no!"

"Wu Xie, Wu Xie, it's Wu Xie again. I will not be a human being if I don't kill you!!!"

"hiss!!!"

The memory was shattered by anger, followed by great pain.

His body seemed to be torn apart, and he couldn't help but gasp as he was hung upside down by the safety belt.

There was no longer that person in front of him, but the roof of the car below. Jiang Zisuan endured the pain and lowered himself from the seat belt, then gritted his teeth and climbed out of the car window.

There was no longer any vehicle Wu Xie was riding in on the road; there was only a large truck parked nearby.

"Jiliguala, Abba Abba"

The driver above was talking on the phone with a terrified look on his face. Although he couldn't understand what was being said, he knew something had happened.

Because the driver was on the phone, he looked in panic at the wheel tracks on the ground that led straight to the sea.

No, he couldn't die so easily. Jiang Zisuan ran towards the cliff frantically.

He couldn't tell how deep the mountain was, and couldn't see any trace of the pickup truck. He felt that God was playing a huge joke on him.

He gave up almost everything to kill one man.

He hadn't even touched this person yet, but because of a small accident, he was gone.

No, it's impossible, why?
For revenge he gave up almost everything, all the training, all the hard work, everything was for revenge.

As a result, the goal was gone so easily, and everything he had was like a punch on a sponge.

Disappointment, despair, emptiness, beneath all the negative emotions, only powerlessness was left, and his eyes went dark.

In this state, Jiang Zisuan didn't notice at all that there was someone clinging to the stone wall not far away.

"Haha, dead, hahaha, he died so easily. I didn't kill him, no!"

Jiang Zisuan turned around and walked to the driver who was on the phone, with a fierce look in his eyes. It was him who prevented him from doing it himself.

Ruined everything in his revenge plan.

"Who told you to do this?" Jiang Zisuan yelled at the driver.

"No, no, no, brother, I didn't mean it. I was just driving normally, who would have thought that something like this would happen? I really didn't mean it, I..."

boom!
The driver hadn't finished speaking when a bullet pierced his arm.
The truck driver's cell phone fell to the ground. He looked in pain and kept groaning in the car.

Seeing Jiang Zisuan coming, the driver showed fear on his face and started crying in the car.

He didn't expect that he would have a car accident while driving, and he didn't expect that he would offend this evil spirit and be shot innocently even when lying down.

With tears on his face, he begged: "I really don't"

Jiang Zisuan threw it on the road skillfully with a sneer on his face.

"It wasn't intentional? Can it be forgiven if it wasn't intentional?"

As he spoke, he looked at the frightened driver and slowly raised the gun in his hand, pointing it at the driver's legs.

Just as he was about to shoot, a voice sounded behind him.

"Oh, you're quite skilled at this?" The voice was deliberately lowered, and there was a hint of teasing in the tone, which, to his ears, seemed to be mocking him for abusing the weak.

As if mocking his inability to take revenge himself, Jiang Zisuan turned around and looked at the strange figure, and asked with a gloomy face: "Who are you?"

"People on the street call me brother."

This figure is Wu Suowei wearing a human skin mask. It must be a top-notch product produced by the system.

"Brother Wei, save me, I'm just a driver. I have an 80-year-old mother and three hungry kids at home." The driver was also at a loss.

As the voice fell, a hint of joy emerged on Jiang Zisuan's face. He smiled, and smiled happily.

This person climbed up from the bottom of the mountain, and he guessed that this person was related to Wu Xie.

Since this person was able to climb up from the bottom of the mountain, what about Wu Xie? I'm afraid he's not dead yet.

Now there is hope of killing him with my own hands!
He ignored the driver and Wu Suowei who were begging for life, and shouted loudly towards the cliff.

"Wu Xie, I've seen you, come out, come out now."

When the voice fell, there was no one answering except the echo on the mountain road.

Is he really dead?
The feeling of emptiness once again attacked Jiang Zisuan's heart. This feeling made him feel that life was meaningless.

It’s uncomfortable, very uncomfortable, extremely uncomfortable, and very heartbreakingly uncomfortable.

He really wanted to pull Wu Xie out of the underworld and personally understand him, but this was impossible.

He gave up on the driver and looked at Wu Suowei with a gloomy face. This person must be related to Wu Xie.

Although he cannot deal with Wu Xie in this life, he can deal with Wu Suowei personally.

Jiang Zisuan thought about it and thought that maybe doing this would really make him feel better.

Seeing Jiang Zisuan's unstable state, Wu Suowei frowned slightly.

This Jiang Zisuan, even in such a situation, is still trying every possible means to kill me.

"Do you really think that you will feel better if you kill me? This is just self-consolation."

Wu Suowei glanced at the truck driver lying in a pool of blood.

Step by step, he walked towards Jiang Zisuan who looked crazy.

Swish, swish, the sneakers made a harsh sound as they stepped on the gravel road on the mountain.

And at this moment, this sound and movement seemed to be mocking Jiang Zisuan.

The driver on the ground thought that a stranger would come and save his life, but he didn't expect that he would be the one who ran into trouble.

Isn't this a idiot? This is not a scam, maybe just paying some money will do, but what is a scam?

The driver secretly complained in his heart: "Brother, you come here with a machete and show off. Alas, no matter how good your martial arts skills are, you are afraid of a kitchen knife. No matter how good your martial arts skills are, you can be shot down with one shot. You are courting death. Not only you, but also I am innocently harmed."

"If I had known this would happen, I would not come out to work even if you gave me 100 million today!"

When he was three meters away from Jiang Zisuan, Wu Suowei stopped immediately.

This distance is exactly the shortest safe distance. As a professional, Jiang Zisuan would react if anyone got any closer.

If you shoot without hesitation, what if you hit an innocent driver?
As a big brother in the underworld, you have to be careful everywhere you go on the road and keep an eye out for everyone who might be able to use you for your own benefit.

This driver is capable of driving a large truck in Southeast Asia.

How many mountains and rivers have you traveled? How many people have you met? How many folk stories have you heard?

The four skills of the Southern School are observation, listening, questioning and palpation. The middle one is to ask about the local customs and habits to infer whether there is an ancient tomb.

This driver, who can drive a big truck here, can also have some knowledge.

"What? Am I wrong? Are you only capable of bullying small fry?"

After saying this, Wu Suowei showed a hint of disdain on his face, his eyes narrowed, and he stared straight at Jiang Zisuan.

In this world, no matter where you are, looking someone directly in the eye can be seen as contempt and provocation.

But now, Wu Suowei did not shy away from it at all.

Jiang Zisuan collected his thoughts and focused all his attention on the person who provoked him.

As a sniper, the first lesson in his life is to stay calm and focused.

He suppressed the rising anger in his chest and looked at Wu Suowei. Only after this glance did he feel that the person was meticulous and very extraordinary.

(End of this chapter)