"Two minutes and forty-seven seconds left."

Zhang Ming secretly swallowed his saliva. He didn't like the fat white people's gaze. The suspicion with cunning vision made him feel that he would be exposed at any time.

"Maybe we can let this guy try." The strong black man pulled out a pistol from under the bed. "If he dares to fool us, let him taste the bullet."

The fat white man looked up and down at Zhang Ming, but finally nodded.

In their opinion, Zhang Ming's physique is really not intimidating, not to mention that this is their home court, even if he runs, where can he run.

Zhang Ming said: "If you agree with my idea, just untie the rope first. I can't start working if I am tied up by this thing."

The fat white man turned his head and signaled his accomplices to untire Zhang Ming.

The strong black man threw out a knife, cut the rope, and pushed Zhang Ming and said, "You made my friend think I am a fool. If you can't prove yourself, believe me, I will make you regret it."

The three of them walked out of the apartment, looking for their target, and time passed by minute by minute. The fat white man patted Zhang Ming on the shoulder and pointed at the girl standing on the street not far away.

The girl was dressed in revealing clothes and glared at the men she interacted with from time to time. She was obviously a practitioner of a "special profession".

"The first challenge must be a bit difficult. If you can get money from your peers within ten minutes, I believe you." The fat white man threatened, "Don't think about running away, or you can try it."

The strong black man lifted his clothes and exposed the pistol placed on his waist.

Zhang Ming nodded stiffly, and at this moment, a system prompt sound appeared in his ear!

"Ten minutes have arrived, the video has been saved, and the new ability's 'edit' is open."

Finally, he had the first ability, and Zhang Ming quickly asked: "What's the use of this 'editing'?"

"The host can edit the real world in five seconds," said the TV.

"Manipulate time?" Zhang Ming was shocked.

"The timeline function has not been fully opened yet, and editing permissions only have some time management capabilities."

After Zhang Ming asked carefully, he learned what kind of ability this "editing" is.

In summary, it is at the time when Zhang Ming activated his "editing" ability and five seconds ahead, he can delete the reality that is not conducive to his own, and retain the reality that is beneficial to his own.

For example, within five seconds, he and his opponent punched each other and were both knocked down.

As long as Zhang Ming launches editing, the time when "Zhang Ming was punched" will be deleted, and the time when "Zhang Ming punched his opponent" will be retained. The final result will be that Zhang Ming knocked his opponent down without any injury.

To change the "cause" that has happened and thus obtain "effects" that are beneficial to oneself is the ability to edit.

It sounds amazing, but Zhang Ming thought about it and found that this is what tabloid reporters do the most often, relying on editing videos to distort the facts?

Having gained new abilities, Zhang Ming certainly had to try it out.

The editing started, and the whole world instantly turned gray and white, only his index finger emitted a light blue light.

Sliding the index finger, the picture around you also began to slowly rewind. Zhang Ming could feel an axis called "time" that rotated accordingly. When he reached a certain node, the rotation stopped.

Only five seconds.

Zhang Ming felt sorry. If there was more time, this ability would be really amazing.

He continued to adjust the timeline. After gaining his ability, he asked Xiao TV about the "editing" ability. Although it was in consciousness, it took two seconds. The strong black man was already suspicious and pulled out his pistol.

A blue arc appears on the index finger where the air passes.

"Two seconds of dazed time to delete."

After confirming that there was no problem, the editing function stopped and Zhang Ming returned to reality.

"Don't think about running away, or you can try it." The fat white man threatened.

This is what I said just now!

Zhang Ming succeeded, he really did reverse time!

The false smile on his face disappeared. Since he had this ability, Zhang Ming did not plan to continue acting with the two bastards.

Zhang Ming walked towards the street girl "obediently". The girl with heavy makeup noticed him, showed a sweet smile, and hooked her fingers at him.

Just as Zhang Ming was halfway through, he turned around and ran towards the street intersection!

There was a verb at the beginning of F from behind, followed by gunfire. Each shot caused Zhang Ming's heart to stagnate. At the third shot, he was shot!

Editing starts!

Entering the gray and white space again, Zhang Ming endured the pain and deleted the middle time, leaving only the last moment.

As the fact that the black strong man shot was deleted, Zhang Ming's injury disappeared at the same time.

Back to reality, time reverses again.

"Don't think about running away, or you can try it."

The fat white man threatened Zhang Ming in front of him, and Zhang Ming disappeared the next second.

"Where did he go!"

The black strong man shouted, "That's my fifty thousand dollars!"

"It's our 50,000 US dollars!"

The fat white man was the first to discover Zhang Ming who appeared more than ten meters away. He didn't understand how Zhang Ming appeared so far away. The only thing he could do was to pat his companion on the shoulder.

"Quick! Shoot and keep that kid!"

Zhang Ming heard the heart-wrenching shouts of the fat white man. He ran forward with his strength. As long as he ran out of this street, there might be police. As long as he could get rid of the sight of the two kidnappers and rely on his editing ability, Zhang Ming was confident of escaping.

Unfortunately, the bullet hit Zhang Ming's shoulder again. He launched the editing and deleted the reality of being shot. However, after not taking two steps, another bullet hit his thigh. Zhang Ming did not stop rushing to fall to the ground.

"Clip!"

He deleted the time he was shot again, and Zhang Ming suddenly found that the blue light spots on his fingertips were becoming dim and his body became particularly tired.

Zhang Ming asked Xiao TV: "Is there a limit on the number of times the editing is used?"

"Yes, the number of edits depends on the physical fitness of the host." The small TV floated in the gray space.

"How many times do I have left?"

"Because the host was traumatized during crossing and his physical condition was poor, the remaining number of edits is currently: three times."

There were three more opportunities. Zhang Ming did not rush to leave the gray space. He carefully observed the surrounding environment.

This is an extremely narrow alley with a horizontal width of no more than two meters and there is not much room for dodging.

As long as the black man is not very lucky and fires a few shots in the direction of Zhang Ming, he may get shot, just like before.

Zhang Ming turned his eyes to the strong black men and fat white men. The panic and fear in his eyes were gradually suppressed. He clenched his fists. Since he could not escape, he had to knock them down!

Zhang Ming walked up to the two kidnappers and moved the time forward. They were as gray as white as two hideous sculptures.

Zhang Ming stood between the two and restored his previous position. He had little chance. He had to subdue two vicious criminals with the least mistake.

The blue light on his fingertips was burning, and Zhang Ming took a deep breath and left the editing space.

Two more times left.

The strong black man slightly lifted his clothes, revealing the pistol placed on his waist.

"Don't think about running away, or you can..."

Before the fat white man could finish his threat, the boy who was still timid just now turned around and punched the fat white man in the crotch!

"Fuc..." The fat white man was so painful that he couldn't speak. The strong black man drew his gun and was about to shoot. Zhang Ming grabbed a handful of sand from the ground and slapped it on the face of the strong black man.

The black strong man was fascinated by his eyes. He shot randomly, and the street girl was so scared that he screamed and screamed. A man's screams and roars came from afar.

Zhang Ming dodged the first bullet, but the second bullet unfortunately penetrated the collarbone!

Extreme tension and excitement, the adrenaline caused by Zhang Ming, ignored the pain, and he gritted his teeth and mobilized his ability.

Edit!

Back before being shot, facing the muzzle, Zhang Ming lowered his body in a prescient way, and the bullets passed over his head, and the hot wind blew his hair.

He strode close to the black strong man and punched the black strong man in the crotch.

"oh"

The girls standing in the street hid behind the door to watch the fun. Zhang Ming punched them twice in succession, making them feel sore in their teeth. They felt that they were screaming for the two unlucky guys in empathy.

There were also a few hot girls who shouted and cheered for Zhang Ming.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for winning the 'Egg-beating Little Expert' medal!" Xiao TV also got involved.

The strong black man knelt on the ground in pain. Zhang Ming was about to go up and kick the gun in his hand away. The fat white man behind him rushed up and pressed Zhang Ming to the ground with his weight.

"Hurry up! I'm idiot, I've caught him!" The fat white man's face turned red in pain. He glared at Zhang Ming and growled viciously: "Boy, I've changed my mind. I'm going to send you to the crazy doctor. I'll dispel you tonight!"

When Zhang Ming saw that the black strong man had recovered, he stood up and no longer hesitated to start the last editing.

Back a second ago, Zhang Minggang hit the black strong man, and a gust of wind came from behind him. He avoided the fat white man's pounce and rushed forward to kick the gun from the black strong man's hand. Before the two kidnappers could recover, they ran over and picked up the gun.

Zhang Ming gasped and pointed his gun in the direction of the two kidnappers.

"Boy, your hands are shaking like my grandma's legs."

The fat white man covered his crotch and slowly got up from the ground. He said, "Give us the gun back, and it's over, I'll do what I say. Otherwise, I'll tear you inch by inch and throw it into the Pacific Ocean."

Before Zhang Ming could speak, among the girls squatting beside him watching the fun, one of them shouted: "Don't trust him, this fat pig still owes me money, twice! He is just a trustless bastard!"

The scene suddenly fell into a dead silence, and the strong black man looked at his companion in disbelief: "My man, you must at least be responsible for the little brother below you."

"Shut up!"

Zhang Ming gasped and said, "It seems that your popularity is not very good."

The gun was always aimed at the fat white man, and Zhang Ming retreated. The fat white man dared not move. Compared to the sharpshooter, Zhang Ming is the most scary. God knows whether the shot of his aiming at the leg would hit the forehead directly.

Zhang Ming successfully left the alley. After passing through several gloomy paths, he finally arrived at a bustling road, which means he successfully escaped from danger.

“Where is this?”

All the blonde and blue-eyed foreigners were coming and going. Zhang Ming turned his head and looked behind him. This block full of horror and sin was filled with a few big words on the wall opposite:

“Welcome to Hell’s Kitchen.”
Chapter completed!