Miles would never have imagined that his online trash talk, which led to arguments with others, would bring such a great disaster upon him.
Time rewound to last night. Exhausted after work, he returned home and, by chance, opened a certain live-streaming website on his iPad. Seeing the bloody live stream, he couldn't resist his troll instincts and began to aggressively retort to the people on it.
The fighting displayed seemed very real, yet it was extremely violent and gory, but Miles didn't care in the slightest.
Whenever a critical moment arrived and someone started cheering, he would furiously retort.
"You call that cheering? My grandma's hands are steadier than his!"
"How ridiculous! So unprofessional. I could take him out with just a flick of my fingers!"
"Someone's cheering for a small-time character like this? You're all too weak. Everyone here is trash!"
He continuously argued for nearly an hour until the live stream ended.
At the very end, someone challenged him, telling him to prepare for what was coming.
Miles didn't care about this in the slightest. It was just an online war of words; if you're so capable, come and get him.
It wasn't until the other party sent an IP address that Miles, upon closer inspection, realized it was his own address. He immediately threw his iPad away.
He never thought the other party could locate him through online chat. What a terrifying thing that was.
Soon, his ex-girlfriend called. He picked up his iPad, exited the live-streaming website, and started chatting with his ex-girlfriend, agreeing to meet at the park tomorrow at 10 AM.
As for the netizen who threatened him, he completely forgot about him. In fact, the person who sent the IP location was a low-level boss under the live-streaming company.
Last night's show had been quite effective, but there was one particularly annoying person who kept arguing and spouting trash talk in the live stream, which made him very unhappy.
After exchanging a few words with him, he realized this guy had a bad temper and was very arrogant. So, he directly traced the opponent's network to find his IP address and sent him a threatening message.
Regardless of whether the other party received it, he swore he would kill this guy. However, when his superior found out what he did, he also became very interested.
Originally, he had planned to invite another killer to perform with this guy, but unfortunately, he received a temporary mission, so Zhang Jie became the protagonist of this performance.
And to enhance the show's effect, he decided to drag Miles, this unlucky fellow, into it as well.
At this moment, Miles stumbled along the alley. He wanted to go out, but the guns in his hands made him abandon the idea.
He was currently in America, and if he went out with guns in both hands, he would be shot full of holes by the police in no time.
Helpless, he could only walk further into the alley, but the continuous appearance of several corpses in the alley made him tremble with fear.
The occasional gunshots even made him want to leave, but how could the live stream boss let him have his way?
Several gunmen were already waiting at the intersection. The moment Miles showed his head, he saw three burly men holding MP5s waiting for him. As soon as he appeared, they immediately pulled the triggers, becoming masters of human tracing, scaring Miles into covering his head and rushing back into the alley.
"F*ck! Was I just a little too harsh online? Do you really have to treat me like this?"
Miles would never have imagined in his life that his online trash talk would bring him such a disaster.
It was a good thing Zhang Jie wasn't there. If Zhang Jie knew of his great deeds, he would probably only roll his eyes and say, "A troll is a troll. You comment wildly without knowing anything. You deserve it."
Forced by the gunmen outside the alley, Miles could only run further in. He soon arrived at the abandoned building and saw the first floor was full of corpses, which completely unnerved him.
But the gunmen were still closing in behind him, so he had no choice but to go up to the second floor.
At this moment, Zhang Jie had just dealt with a female assassin. Yes, he had just strangled the female assassin to death.
This female assassin didn't even have a gun on her, but unfortunately, Zhang Jie didn't have a gun either.
Hearing the approaching footsteps, Zhang Jie was also helpless and could only adjust his breathing, stand up, and find a suitable position.
Immediately after, strange noises continuously came from downstairs.
"Damn it! Why me? Why am I always so unlucky?"
"Can't I even comment on others on the internet? Then what am I surfing the internet for?"
"Damn it, why are you all forcing me like this?"
The incessant chatter continuously came from downstairs, and soon the sound grew closer and closer.
Zhang Jie was also speechless. Where did this simpleton come from, daring to speak and expose his position at a time like this?
Zhang Jie's hiding spot was very clever; it was a blind spot that could not be seen from any angle, and even the drones in the air couldn't capture it.
The live stream had already lost sight of Zhang Jie, while Miles, who occasionally appeared in the live stream, was still cursing and grumbling.
"Help! Sending such an unprofessional guy in, won't he be instantly taken out by that Zhang Jie?"
"Maybe his luck is good enough?"
"But with those giant furry slippers and that pajama set, there's really no way to associate him with victory."
Miles grumbled as he went upstairs. Just as he turned the corner of the stairs and was about to walk forward, a strong gust of wind suddenly came from his left. Before he could react, he was hit hard on the forehead by a punch.
Zhang Jie looked at this quiet, sleeping 'good boy' with a bewildered expression and was speechless.
"This guy is definitely not a killer, is he?"
He surveyed his plaid pajamas and then looked at the giant furry paw slippers on his feet... Zhang Jie covered his face directly.
This guy absolutely could not be a killer.
And the two guns nailed to his hands further confirmed this possibility.
As for that face, Zhang Jie found it indescribably familiar. Isn't this Harry Potter?
The short guy who never grows taller.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk! No longer playing with wands, but with dual guns instead?"
Dizzy, Miles held his head with his hand and shook it. Then, his vision gradually went from blurry to clear.
He saw a person squatting in front of him. Immediately, as he was about to aim his hands at him, Zhang Jie stretched out both hands and pinned his two hands down.
"Did you find this is better to use than a wand?"
Zhang Jie actually had the interest to play a meme.
This guy, who looked exactly like Daniel Radcliffe, stared at him with a bewildered expression.
He had no idea what the man in front of him was saying, but the way he was holding his hands really hurt.
"I'm not here to kill you!"
Miles was completely flustered and quickly explained.
Looking at the other party's clear eyes, Zhang Jie didn't know what to say, "You, this guy, inexplicably got caught up in this conflict. I really doubt if you can survive."
Although he was still being hunted, Zhang Jie didn't think he was the one destined to die, especially with that phone call. His Master John had sent people to rescue him.
This was also Zhang Jie's confidence to quickly calm down and start a furious counterattack.
In contrast, Miles was not so lucky. He was a lone wolf, targeted by the live-streaming company, and with two guns in his hands, he couldn't even throw them away.
But Zhang Jie had an idea for his hands. These two guns each had 50 bullets, totaling 100 rounds, which might be useful.
The guns couldn't be removed, but the person could be taken away.
"Want to play a magic trick together?"
"What??"
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