"As for who is calculating me? There are many possibilities, maybe it is the Soul Sect, maybe it is the force that is interested in me, maybe it is the Black God Association with Silence as the main body, or maybe it is the master of the two major political forces, the Central Sect or the Local Sect. In short, I have opened so many vests and offended many people. But now I can only stop the soldiers and reject them with the power of the Creation Bell. If I want to figure out who it is, I may have to wait for my [Human Emperor Heavenly Secret Technique] to get started."

After analysis, he made a summary.

[Human Emperor Tianji Technique] It is more difficult to practice than other supernatural powers, and it is not something you can understand in a day or two.

So the future is long, and if it cannot be solved now, let’s leave it first and talk about it when it can be solved.

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The next day

In the manor, Qi Feng opened his eyes, sniffed the fragrance remaining in the air, glanced at the empty side, sighed and said, "Happy time always passes so quickly, and I get up again."

Then he turned over and got up and came to the study.

When I opened the window, a slightly cold wind gushed in.

It was already late September, and the weather was a little cold. On such a very suitable morning for sleeping in, Tom was still chasing Jerry.

It seems that the game between the two of them has not ended since the day the mouse arrived at the manor.

Qi Feng didn't want to watch them more because this was destined to be a funny and ending drama, and if you keep watching it, you might not be able to stop.

"Okay, please invite the next victim!"

Looking back, he still had to do his own business, took out a pistol and put it in front of him and made his declaration.

"Well, I should have invited the next lucky one."

After correcting the wrong words, he immediately used the treasure-changing divine light to brush the pistol.

Then, he saw the exchange scene before his eyes...

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Yuan Shuhao felt that he was in trouble.

To be precise, he should be called Brian now.

Yes, if he still uses his former name after occupying this body and inheriting everything from this body, it would be unreasonable.

There are many disadvantages, such as explaining why you want to change your name for the interpersonal relationships of the original owner of your body.

After solving the case, he admitted that he was a time traveler and a soul-piercing man.

The reason why he felt unlucky was because he didn't want to travel through time at all!

Although my life in my previous life was not ideal, at least the society was stable. As long as I was willing to endure hardships, I would always have a full meal. Few people would break into your house and kill you for no reason, and then swagger to plunder your property.

Just like now.

‘What should I do when I first came across this kind of thing? Will he discover me if he continues to pretend to be dead?’

The head hurts violently, like the feeling of being pierced by a sharp object and stirring hard, because his memory is overlapping and fusing with more memories of the original body.

The chest was painful because a bullet was embedded in the chest, dyeing a large area of ​​his chest red, stimulating his nerves and muscles. The bullet came from the back where he was searching for something.

‘Hold on! Grip your teeth and hold on! I can do it, no matter how painful it is, I won’t scream. A bullet won’t kill me. I can hold on for a while and wait for the robber to leave and rescue myself.

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Brian tried hard to pretend to be like a dead person, and it would be better not to make any noise, so as not to disturb the strong man robber who was rummaging through the cabinet.

Although this process is very hard and very tormenting.

But he still gritted his teeth and did it.

One of the reasons is that his external soul, which occupied his body, has not yet completely integrated with this body, and the wound on his chest is a little numb.

At this moment, the memories in his mind had been integrated, and some memory fragments that belong to him suddenly jumped out and slowly appeared in his mind.

Brian Hovech, a native of Simonanpei, Nosen Province, the Principality of Arros, the Principality of the Western Continent, and a newly graduated student of the Department of Archaeology of the Principality Central University.

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My father was a sergeant of the Principality Navy and died in the ethnic conflicts in the overseas colonies of the Principality. The pension issued by the Navy Ministry of Finance gave Brian the opportunity to study in private higher education institutions, which led to his later admission to the Principality Central University.

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My mother was a believer of the goddess of the Holy Light and passed away while Brian was studying in a private higher education.

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There is also an older brother and a younger sister. The three of them depend on each other and live together in a two-bedroom apartment.

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Their family is not wealthy, and the two producers are currently supported by the little salary of their brothers who are clerks in the company.

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"ah..."

It was precisely because of the instant appearance of this massive memory that Brian couldn't hold back and screamed.

The strong man with a scar like a centipede pattern on his face suddenly stiffened, as if he was frightened.

But after all, it was a gangster with a firm mind. He slowly turned around, and a fierce light radiated in his eyes with a pair of dark triangles.

It's over, it's discovered!

What's worse is that he saw the face and had broken the rules. He might have to kill me to silence me!

Brian's heart skipped a beat, and various thoughts emerged in his heart.

He didn't care about the movements that involved the wound and made him feel pain. He got up and staggered towards the door leading to the bedroom.

As long as he rushed in and locked the door, even if he had a revolver, he would not be able to get in for a while. Then he opened the window and shouted for help. It was estimated that the robber would be scared away.

Brian's idea was simple. He wanted to survive instead of getting off the plane just after traveling through time.

"Boy, I didn't expect that your life is very strong. Could it be that you were possessed by an evil spirit?"

Although the strong man with centipede scars on his face was shocked by Brian's resurrection. Based on his years of experience in illegal profession, he had some ideas, but he was not shocked to retreat. Instead, he planned to preserve his professional ethics and completely kill this young man who was not dead but fainted.

He slowly lifted his love gun and aimed at Brian's staggering back.

If one shot doesn’t work, then two shots!

Bang!

A gunshot, a wisp of blue smoke.

The strong gangster fell down in disbelief, and the revolver fell to the ground.

The dead corpse had eyes open, and there was a bullet hole with red blood flowing on the eyebrows.

"Ha ha..."

Brian gasped heavily and collapsed weakly in front of the door frame.

"I didn't expect it? I was a senior member of the shooting club before I crossed the line. Although this gun had never been used, I found the insurance location immediately, and there were bullets inside the gun!"

Brian touched the black pistol in his hand carelessly, and this guy saved his life!

Although he didn't know why this gun appeared in his hands very suddenly, it did not prevent him from using this treasure to complete the desperate counterattack!

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In the study of Donald Manor, Qi Feng looked at a silver-white necklace on the table in front of him with curiosity.

The attribute bar gives the message: [Exchange to Brian's ancestral necklace]

‘A necklace? Are you losing money?’

This is the idea that Qi Feng came up immediately after getting the prompt.
Chapter completed!