The First Murderer

  Just as Zhang Jin felt the danger, the footsteps of the bandit who was walking over disappeared, replaced by a whistling sound. It was the bandit who suddenly sprang up like a crouching leopard, flying over the distance and turning around the corner about two meters away. After throwing himself into the air, his body rotated in mid-air, and when his head was level with the wall corner, the black muzzle of the gun was already pointing directly at Zhang Jin's left side - "Still as a maiden, moving like a rabbit".

  However, for some reason, the figure that had been flying in mid-air suddenly froze as soon as it poked its head out from around the corner. The originally smooth and agile movement came to an abrupt halt, and after half a second, it fell to the ground beside Zhang Jin with a "thud", without even twitching once more, and then there was complete silence.

  If there was a third person present, and he could also see clearly in the dark, he would definitely feel that things were extremely strange. The whole incident was like a movie that had been playing for half an hour, but suddenly lost several frames of footage. Zhang Jin, who had already retreated several meters away, mysteriously disappeared from his original location and reappeared at the corner. And the thief who had suddenly risen up strangely lost his life in less than one-tenth of a second. At the time of death, his eyes were still wide open, and even the murderous intent in them did not change - he died with his eyes open!

  Suddenly returning to the corner, Zhang Jin was stunned for a moment by the thug on the ground at his feet. He then slumped down like a deflated balloon, squatting against the wall with his back to it. "I killed someone... I killed someone..." he muttered to himself, staring at his open hands in front of him.

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  In the face of sudden changes, living organisms often follow their instincts, which biologists call conditioned reflexes. If it's a human being, it can also be called the exposure of one's true nature.

  At that moment, the sudden threat of death brought about a sudden change in Zhang Jin's anxiety and frustration, which instantly turned into a burning hatred that filled his eyes. At this moment, he forgot that his "Sunflower Body Method" could escape from the danger zone that the bandits could threaten in an instant, and also forgot to consider why the bandits would discover his existence. His heart was left with only one thought - you die or I die!

  Up to 50 points of mental strength gave Zhang Jin a sixth sense that far surpassed ordinary people, even if he hadn't practiced it before, allowing him to gain half a second of reaction time before the crisis arrived.

  Up to 50 points of mental energy brings super active thinking speed, making Zhang Jin able to turn an idea into reality the moment it flashes in his mind.

  Up to 35 points of agility plus the 5th level "Huahua Shenfa" with a 250% agility effect multiplier allowed Zhang Jin to cover several meters in one-tenth of a second.

  With an agility of up to 35 points, plus the 150% attack speed bonus from the 5th level "Huahua Shenfa", combined with the accuracy and speed of the tenth-level acupuncture skill of a master-level medical technique, Zhang Jin was able to stab a silver needle that suddenly appeared in his hand from storage space into the brow of the bandit and then quickly pulled it out and put it away within less than one-hundredth of a second after the bandit's eyebrow had just revealed itself at the corner of the wall. The entire process was so fast that it could not be captured by the naked eye.

  The position where Zhang Jin's needle pierced was a vital spot called Yintang. This silver needle, nearly half a foot long, not only broke through the thick frontal bone of this bandit's forehead but also penetrated his brain and brainstem. Although the hole it created in the back of the head was only as big as a cow hair, it destroyed several important nerve nodes, which is why this poor guy died so quickly without even making half a sound. If we put aside psychological barriers and physical quality issues, who can compare to a doctor who knows human anatomy best when it comes to killing methods? And what's more, Zhang Jin was a divine doctor with master-level medical skills!

  This killing gave Zhang Jin a huge shock, and while revealing his hidden ruthless decisiveness, it also greatly improved his mental quality. So Zhang Jin was only lost in thought for a few seconds before quickly regaining his composure and inspecting the body of the person who had the good fortune to become his first kill.

  Zhang Jin, after all, was a medical graduate and had dissected corpses in school, so after overcoming the psychological barrier of killing, he naturally wouldn't be afraid when facing a corpse like ordinary people would, and could calm down to carefully examine it.

  Zhang Jin first took off the wind mirror-like eyes from the bandit's face and put them on his own, and in an instant, he felt a bright light in front of him. Originally, with the help of the "Plum Blossom Thief's Night Traveling Hat" night vision +3, the somewhat dim view became as bright as daylight, and it could be said that everything was clear at a glance. After being stunned for a moment, Zhang Jin suddenly realized and muttered to himself: "I said how did this guy find me? It turns out he has this thing! This is the legendary micro-light night vision device, right? I estimate that ordinary people wearing it wouldn't be much worse than my hat's night vision +3. They shut off the power for the entire building and didn't even use flashlights for patrol inspections, fearing snipers outside was probably only one part of the reason. The main reason is that with these glasses, they simply don't need any active lighting."

  After carefully putting on the micro-night vision instrument like a treasure, Zhang Jin continued to search his body.

  A few seconds later, Zhang Jin couldn't help but have the urge to scold again: "Damn it, is this really for robbing a bank? I'm afraid even the most elite terrorists wouldn't be able to get their hands on so many advanced military equipment!"

  Looking at the various equipment scattered all over the ground, retrieved from the bandits' bodies, night vision goggles, submachine guns, hand grenades, miniature life detectors, sonar receivers...

  Zhang Jin felt that there seemed to be a dark cloud of conspiracy hanging over the entire bank robbery case. Although Zhang Jin was not a military enthusiast and couldn't identify the specific models of these equipment, he didn't even know what most of the strange-looking gadgets were for. But looking at the complexity and precision of this equipment, he could tell that just this set of personal gear was worth tens of millions of dollars! And thinking about how calmly and carefully the deceased had set up his trap after discovering Zhang Jin earlier, it was clear that he was a high-quality professional.

  A dozen or so extraordinary elite bandits, armed with a total value of tens of millions of dollars in arms, robbed a small bank that had at most only tens of millions of cash and no vault on site, and these bandits did not break through the encirclement before the building was surrounded, but instead seemed to have a long-term plan for battle, and thus did not respond to the calls from outside or propose any conditions in their standoff with the numerous police.

  All sorts of signs, even a fool can see that this is absolutely abnormal! Conspiracy, there must be a conspiracy.

  The scene before him, shrouded in layers of fog, made Zhang Jin's head ache, but when he thought back to that previous time when he had almost effortlessly landed a fatal blow, he relaxed again. "Pfft, what do I care about their schemes? As long as Ye Hong is safe, who cares if others live or die?" Once again, it must be declared that Zhang Jin was a self-centered petty bourgeois, absolutely not an internationalist, and 100% unlikely to be a humanitarian with great love.

  Zhang Jin knew that even if he had silently taken out the bandits before, it was impossible to keep it hidden from these well-trained guys for long. If he wanted to do something, it was better to do it sooner rather than later. So Zhang Jin quickly threw away the random thoughts in his mind and tossed all the equipment he had stripped from the bandit, both understandable and not, into his storage space before heading towards the fire escape passage that the bandit had been guarding earlier.

  To be honest, for Zhang Jin, killing this bandit made things much more convenient than before. The reason for the convenience was not only because he had cleared the way to the fifth floor, but also because of the changes it brought to Zhang Jin's mini-map.

  In the game "Wulin Three Kingdoms", like many online games, there are teaming and PK. According to the camp, it can be divided into companion, neutral, and enemy. They are displayed in different colors on the system's mini-map: companion - green, neutral - white, and enemy - red.

  The relationship between the bandits who were previously killed and other bandits is naturally a team-based companion relationship. Before Zhang Jin PKs with any character in the bandit group, these bandits and the hostages are the same to Zhang Jin, belonging to neutral, so they are all white dots on Zhang Jin's mini-map. However, after Zhang Jin kills one of the bandits, all the bandits' relationships with Zhang Jin change to hostile due to the hatred chain caused by teaming up. So, Zhang Jin's mini-map also changes instantly, and the seventeen white dots turn red in an instant. In other words, after Zhang Jin killed a gunman, there were still seventeen bandits left!

  On the way from the fourth floor to the fifth floor, due to being closer to the central control area of the fifth-floor bandits, the layout here is even more stringent, and the density of patrols and warnings has increased several times. The intersection of fields of view, key points guarded... makes this group of bandits appear more professional and elite.

  For Zhang Jin, killing someone seemed to be like losing his virginity. Once he had done it for the first time, facing the second and third times would not be as tense as the first time. This baptism by fire was like a rebirth, changing him in ways that were unimaginably thorough.

  So, Zhang Jin hid in the fire passage from the third to fourth floor and spent two minutes roughly calculating the patrol route and frequency of the three people on the outer corridor. He then carefully opened the fire door between the stairwell and the fourth-floor corridor.