Acg Male Lead is My Trumpet

So the system is a little bit more attentive.

"I said that I want to go out with a knife and start the unparalleled mowing mode. One kill, two kills, three kills, big kills, special kills, and finally super gods, do you believe it?"

Bai Fan didn't even bother to blink his dead fish eyes.

The system did not speak, but nodded vigorously.

"...you're such a crap...system."

"It's really useless except for being cute."

Bai Fan finally couldn't hold back his sarcasm.

What else can you do with this embarrassing thing besides acting cute and deliberately increasing the difficulty of the script along the way?

In addition to being cute.

What else can this system do?

"Look at other people's systems!!! Your conscience won't hurt?!"

"Other people's system assigns a simple task, and the protagonist of the other family can reach the pinnacle of life, with a car and a house, and busy parents, but what about you?! What can you bring to me?"

"me..."

The system blushed.

"Don't talk, just watch my show and you're done."

Bai Fan refused to let this cute and stupid system continue to talk, and even planned to show off a wave of operations.

As for whether you really want to go out and open Wushuang Big Kill.

Of course, Bai Fan hasn't let himself go so far.

You must know that there are too many ants and elephants can be killed.

"Today, I'll let you take a look at what real stealth is."

Recalling the hint from this morning, Bai Fan raised his brows and raised the corners of his mouth.

The stalker, of course, kills everyone who sees him, activates Wushuang, and kills and kills.

Tonight, Bai Fan will join the hunt.

Son of Wanhua.

Disasters every twenty years.

Only by enshrining the Son of Wanhua can we survive this difficult disaster perfectly.

The price is the son of Wanhua.

The sons of Wanhua are the sons of the curse, and each son of Wanhua has special abilities.

This special ability is still unclear to Bai Fan.

But Bai Fan could only understand one thing.

In Wanhua Village, everything cannot be viewed from the usual perspective.

(Let’s talk about it tomorrow, you guys rest—I guess I have to write a little more before I can lie down, well—you think I am an angel with broken wings.)

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It didn't take long for Bai Fan to climb over the wall from the back door of the hotel.

After all, something seemed wrong today, and the innkeeper closed the back door early.

"Sure enough, there are so many sentry posts? And the brightly lit—"

Hidden in the shadows at the corner of the street, Bai Fan's eyes calmly swept across the various sentry points.

Bai Fan flicked his fingers.

Hiding quietly in the shadows.

The guard posts were changed every three minutes, with almost no gaps.

He squinted at the other wall.

It seems that because of the road planning, this wall leads to the other end. Unfortunately, there are sentries patrolling on both sides of the wall.

"As long as the inspection time is different."

Bai Fan took a deep breath.

Seeing the start of the rotation time, Bai Fan sang in a low voice.

"We work in the dark to serve the light."

He lowered his head and kissed his middle finger, narrowing his eyes.

With a kick of both feet, both hands clasped tightly to the wall, exerting strength at the waist, the body swings in an elegant arc, and falls to the other side of the wall.

On the other side of the wall, the sentry just came to patrol.

And there is no one patrolling here for the time being.

There is a deviation of fifteen seconds to twenty seconds.

In other words, there is only fifteen seconds left for Bai Fan in the gap.

Bai Fan controlled the footsteps and ran forward as fast as possible.

Apart from this wall, he basically has no cover.

And he didn't think that if he was caught, he would simply be let go.

No matter how you look at it, today is the preparation stage for some kind of ceremony. If you are caught, no matter how bad it is, you may be treated as a sacrifice.

Then it's all GG.

It is naturally impossible for Bai Fan to do such a stupid thing.

Tour time is up——

And it was almost the same, the wall on the other side was no longer patrolled.

Leaning against the tree, Bai Fan kicked towards the tree, and with the help of the reaction force, he fell smoothly to the other wall.

A receiving body spread the strength evenly on his back, he looked around, and walked forward with the same movement of lowering his steps.

Although the secret of an assassin is to open Wushuang, in this case, it is safer to use some stealth skills in "Assassin's Creed" first.

With a light step, the whole person jumped into the shadow in front of this street.

Almost as soon as he came into contact with the shadow, Bai Fan and the shadow subconsciously merged into one, regardless of each other.

Habits in Assassin's Creed are not so easy to change.

Bai Fan's eyes flickered.

Unlike the streets behind, this place is almost composed of darkness.

Not to mention the lights, even the moonlight seems to retreat for the environment here.

There is no light.

"Half dark, half light."

According to the customs of this village...the existence of night should be taboo.

Lord Wanhua will appear in the darkness, hiding the disobedient and mischievous child.

It's too late to turn back.

But Bai Fan had no intention of turning back.

Rather, he is even more comfortable in the shadowy environment.

After his eyes adapted to the darkness, he could barely see the outlines of various buildings.

But this is not enough.

After all, he is not dead now, and can completely see things in the dark.

Bai Fan sat on the ground, recalling carefully.

On my way to the village chief's house today, there was nothing on the way.

"Hehe...I see."

Standing up again, Bai Fan stepped on the ground lightly and moved forward at a fast speed.

It seems that there is no fear of bumping into something in the dark.

Turn your body sideways, dodging the thin bamboo fence.

The footsteps stopped, turned around, and moved on, entering the street.

There is a three-dimensional hierarchical map in his mind so that Bai Fan has no time to hesitate or be confused every time he moves forward and stops.

Decisively and steadily approaching the village chief's house.

Then--

"arrive."

Bai Fan's footsteps stopped, and he looked up at the building with his dark eyes.

"When we arrive at the village chief's house, what should we do next?"

The system couldn't help asking.

"...System, are you really a system?"

The corner of Bai Fan's mouth twitched.

He can be regarded as convinced of his own system.

Forget it.

Bai Fan was helpless.