Franklin walked into the living room, his excitement was not faded: "boss, today is a day to celebrate. I went out to buy some wine."

    "You''re right. It''s really worth celebrating."

    Jason smiled and waved.

    Franklin''s mood was very understandable. He thought that the night when he robbed a convenience store and grabbed more than 10000 dollars, he was too excited to sleep all night.

    After he went out, Jason changed his posture, lay on the sofa, opened the system light screen and watched the reputation increase a little.

    [Ding! When your reputation reaches 300 points, you will get a chance to recruit your party.]

    Jason clicks recruitment and his pupils contract instantly.

    "It''s him!"

    He was stunned for a moment, and Jason looked happy.

    That is great!

    Now even the police have his undercover.

    Click!

    At this time, there was a sound of opening the door with a key outside the door.

    Except Franklin, Dennis is the only one in the family who has the key.

    Maybe I came back from shopping.

    Jason ignored and continued to browse the system light screen.

    All of a sudden, he was covered in sweat.

    incorrect!

    Why is this man silent when he walks!

    No!

    Killer!

    Jason bounced from the sofa, grabbed the Glock pistol at the back of his waist with his right hand, bent his calf back and kicked his heel on the pistol sleeve.

    Click!

    Load the bullet!

    It took Jason only a second or two to detect the enemy and load the bullet, and I''m afraid the army sharpshooter did the same.

    But... It''s still too late.

    The killer has entered the living room.

    Dark linen tunic, plain Chinese face, eyes as sharp as hawks and falcons staring at prey.

    This is a master!

    Jason was alarmed and raised his hand to shoot again and again.

    The man moved!

    Throw your drooping right hand!

    Shua!

    A small flying knife instantly penetrated Jason''s arm and burst out some knife heads.

    The pain was unbearable. The conditioned reflex of the palm opened and the pistol fell to the ground.

    Jason held back his pain and fell to the ground, trying to pick up the pistol with his left hand.

    Dong!

    Another Throwing Knife shot to the ground, no more, no less, just blocking the fingers of the left hand.

    If he''s a point slower or Jason''s a point faster, his finger will be cut off.

    What a terrible knife!

    Jason felt so cold that he didn''t dare to pick up the gun any more.

    The killer came up and kicked the pistol with his feet in cloth shoes.

    "Jason Walter?"

    The killer asked. The strange oral pronunciation sounded twisted.

    Jason got up from the ground, pulled out his arm Throwing Knife and replied in Mandarin, "yes."

    The killer was slightly surprised. It was the first time he met a fat sheep with such standard Mandarin after living in the United States for so many years.

    "I''ve heard a lot about you." The murderer complimented in Chinese.

    Jason snorted coldly, "ask an unanswered question, who is your employer?"

    The killer moved his hands and feet and put out a Boxing Routine: "I''ll tell you if you win me."

    It was Jason''s turn to be surprised. He had to try before he saw the killer kill for the first time.

    But since he wants to die, Jason naturally wants to satisfy him.

    "Ah!!!"

    He rushed up with a roar.

    The killer showed contempt, slipped away, and then punched suddenly.

    Jason flew out with a punch in the chest and hit the TV on the back.

    A burst of tearing pain in the front chest and back, and the smell of blood in the breath.

    The punch may have hit the acupoint, and Jason''s limbs were a little weak.

    I''ve been killed for seconds?

    Jason was completely stunned.

    For more than ten years, I have encountered countless strong enemies, but it is really the first time that I have been attacked for a second.

    Shit！

    Didn''t you say that boxing routines are all showy?

    What''s going on!

    The killer withdrew his posture, shook his head and disdained: "in the underground world, your name is like thunder. I''ve wanted to compete with you for a long time. I didn''t expect to be so vulnerable. It really disappoints me. "

    Jason quickly begged for mercy with a bitter smile: "I''m just an ordinary person. Bullying small gangsters is OK. How can I beat Wulin experts like you!"

    He quietly opened the light curtain of the system while arguing.

    Fortunately, 10 attribute points were left, otherwise it would be planted here today.

    [strength 38 → 43]

    [agility 40 → 40]

    [endurance 35 → 40]

    [intelligence 40 → 40]

    [remaining attribute points: 0]

    …………

    Attribute plus points, which has a certain effect of recovering injuries.

    Add 10 attribute points to strength and endurance respectively, and most of the injuries will recover instantly.

    "Master! Let me go. I can give you double what your employer pays. "

    Jason knelt on the ground and climbed slowly towards him.

    The most famous murderer in New York knelt in front of himself, and the killer''s inner sense of achievement burst out in an instant.

    He raised his foot and stepped on Jason''s shoulder: "sorry, you can''t afford what she can give me all your life."

    Jason''s head dropped and his dark eyes suddenly became fierce!

    "Shit, you!"

    He pounced forward and threw the panicked killer to the ground.

    The killer reacted quickly and punched him in the face.

    He felt dizzy after being punched twice, but he still grabbed his hands.

    "Shit!"

    Jason roared, poured all his strength into his arm, broke his fist, grabbed four fingers, and then jerked out.

    Click!

    The fingers were snapped.

    Ah ah!!!

    The fingers connect with the heart, and the sharp pain erodes the bone.

    The killer''s strength surged, he broke free and kicked Jason away with his feet.

    40 endurance is no joke.

    Jason held back his severe abdominal pain, grabbed his feet and ankles, and swung him up in circles.

    After a few turns, the strength accumulated more and more.

    Jason flung his head against the wall.

    Pop!

    The moment he knocked down the concrete wall, the killer''s head exploded like a watermelon!

    Bright red blood, milky white brain... Splashing everywhere.

    Jason was covered with blood and severe pain. He collapsed to the ground and gasped.

    "Jingling!"

    Old cell phones ring.

    Jason climbed over and pulled his cell phone out of the killer''s pocket.

    "Is it done?"

    An old and familiar voice sounded.

    In Jason''s mind, a figure appeared in an instant.

    He flew into a rage and said, "high! You son of a bitch! "

    Mrs. Gao was surprised: "Jason, you''re not dead!"

    Jason roared, "yes, I''m not dead, but the killer you sent has no head."

    Mrs. Gao was silent, and her most powerful killer was killed.

    "High! There is no grudge between me and you. Why did you send someone to kill me? "

    After his surprise, Goff said flatly, "for the peace and stability of the New York market. You are a radical and dangerous element. If you let it go on like this, my business will be destroyed by you sooner or later. "

    "Good, good, great!" Jason smiled angrily: "wait, old witch, I''ll come to you soon. I want you to see your business burned by me for many years!"

    Mrs. Gao smiled as if she had heard the funniest joke in history.

    "Children, no one dares to talk to me like that in New York. I''m waiting for you. I hope you don''t dare to come."