As expected of an Imperial Arm!"
"In front of ordinary people, it's completely overwhelming."
"No, it should be said that as long as they don't have a gun, it's overwhelming."
Watching the two thugs flee in disarray, Zhou Cheng couldn't help but nod with satisfaction.
Zhou Cheng felt that the brief test of Myriad Miles Flight just now had been quite effective.
It fully met Zhou Cheng's expectations.
The only regret was that Zhou Cheng's own strength was too weak at the moment.
He was completely an ordinary person.
If the enemy had a gun, his reactions might not be fast enough, and there would still be a high risk of being shot.
Therefore, Zhou Cheng only dared to bully third-rate individuals who couldn't get guns for now.
"Origin Point +1"
"Origin Point +1"
And at this moment.
These two notification sounds flashed through Zhou Cheng's mind.
He couldn't help but want to complain again.
Although these two thugs were indeed super cannon fodder and weaklings, only harvesting 1 Origin Point each was a bit too stingy, wasn't it?
Was My Lord truly not planning to let him rest?
Oh, my poor transmigator self.
Even after transmigrating, I'm still destined to be a worker!
Complaining aside, the work that needed to be done still had to continue.
For the sake of Origin Points, there was no other way. Zhou Cheng quickly put away his chaotic thoughts.
Whoosh!
With a thought, the wings on his back flapped once.
Under the gaze of the rescued professional woman, Zhou Cheng once again transformed into a large bird and soared into the sky.
In just a few moments, he merged into the night and disappeared.
Only the dumbfounded professional woman remained, standing like a statue on the spot.
What the hell, those wings can really fly!
Isn't that too exaggerated?
...
"Origin Point +1"
"Origin Point +2"
Next.
Zhou Cheng's figure began to constantly appear in various corners of Hell's Kitchen.
Fortunately, Hell's Kitchen was such a city of sin.
Almost every place had criminal incidents unfolding, and criminals appearing.
This brought great convenience to Zhou Cheng.
He would harvest a wave of Origin Points almost every now and then.
Overall, the harvest was quite good.
During this process, Zhou Cheng also noticed that not every criminal could only bring 1 Origin Point.
Some criminals provided slightly more Origin Points.
Zhou Cheng was currently unsure of the specific reason.
He could only guess based on his own experience.
Perhaps some criminals were stronger, so they were worth more.
But whether that was truly the case or not, it was impossible to conclude at the moment due to the small sample size.
However, Zhou Cheng was not in a hurry.
Hell's Kitchen lacked everything but criminals, lacked everything but leeks.
He could slowly figure out this problem.
And after consecutively harvesting two more ordinary criminals, Zhou Cheng got such an opportunity.
Clang, clang, clang!
Bang, bang, bang!
Just as he turned a corner, such intense and exaggerated sounds immediately came from ahead.
There were sounds of cold weapons colliding, and even sounds of breaking through the air!
It was so exaggerated.
Zhou Cheng's heart stirred slightly.
Following the sound, he looked forward, and his expression immediately tightened.
Hidden by the night.
Several "martial arts masters" were engaged in an incomparably fierce battle.
Four of them were dressed in ninja-like attire, with their faces covered.
They were also holding gleaming katanas.
They were launching a storm-like attack on another masked person whose head was wrapped in a scarf, with only their mouth and nose exposed.
For a time, sword light flashed, and figures darted back and forth, making Zhou Cheng a bit dizzy.
It was no exaggeration to say.
This battle was on par with scenes from some wuxia movies.
"This is... Daredevil!"
Zhou Cheng immediately recognized the masked man who was being beaten back repeatedly like a dog.
That was none other than Hell's Kitchen's famous fearless one, Daredevil!
However, at this moment, Daredevil's situation was very bad.
Not only was he retreating in disarray, but he also clearly had several wounds on his body.
Firstly, Daredevil was clearly still in an early stage.
He had no uniform, no weapon, only relying on his bare fists to fight criminals.
Secondly, of course, two fists were no match for four Hands.
As for the four guys fighting Daredevil?
"Ninjas!"
"Hand!"
Zhou Cheng quickly made his judgment.
Ninjas appearing in Hell's Kitchen, their identity was beyond doubt.
However, the Hand was a behemoth!
The Water behind it was also unfathomable.
For Zhou Cheng, with his current foundation, to provoke such an existence seemed a bit overambitious.
"Forget it."
"It's better to play it safe."
After only a brief thought, Zhou Cheng quickly made this decision.
There were so many leeks in Hell's Kitchen, there was no need to provoke such a tough opponent, was there?
Whoosh!
Just as he was about to leave quietly.
One of the ninjas besieging Daredevil suddenly stopped, and abruptly turned his head.
His gaze, like a knife, shot directly at Zhou Cheng.
Zhou Cheng's anus tightened slightly.
Ninjas, their perception was too keen, wasn't it?
He swore he hadn't made any noise!
Clang!
Thump, thump, thump!
A sword gleam flashed, and that ninja said nothing.
He raised his chilling katana and swiftly charged towards Zhou Cheng.
The Hand's actions were always so domineering and ruthless.
All witnesses must be killed completely!
"Get out of here quickly!"
Daredevil had naturally already sensed Zhou Cheng using his radar sense.
Now, sensing a ninja going to kill Zhou Cheng, he immediately became anxious.
He used all his strength, wanting to rush over and rescue Zhou Cheng.
However, he was firmly blocked by the three ninjas in front of him.
Completely powerless to do anything.
He could only "watch" as the distance between that ninja and Zhou Cheng grew closer!
"Alright."
"If that's the case, then I can only go head-on!"
Since the person was already charging at him, what else could Zhou Cheng do?
With a thought.
Whoosh!
The wings on his back suddenly spread open.
???
The Hand ninja opposite him showed no change in expression on the surface, but was very confused in his heart.
What was this person doing?
What was the use of bringing out these wings?
However, in the next moment.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Feathers, one after another, continuously shot out from those wings.
"Nani!"
The ninja's expression suddenly changed.
He instinctively swung the katana in his Hand to defend.
However.
How could he defend against it?
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
In the next moment.
His body swayed violently, impaled like a hedgehog by those feathers.
He fell to the ground miserably.
Unlike before when he didn't kill, only injuring people, Zhou Cheng had murderous intent this time.
These ninjas of the Hand, if they weren't provoked, then so be it, but once confronted, they had to be completely annihilated.
Otherwise, there would be endless trouble!