Hong Kong films: Drawing lots to determine death? I'll send the boss to the Western Paradise.

Chapter 3 "3" All the good cabbages have been eaten by pigs

"upgrade!"

Nan Zheng took out a toy gun and threw it into her storage space, then decisively clicked the "+" sign next to it.

According to his understanding, a toy gun becomes a replica gun by upgrading one level, and a replica gun becomes a real gun by upgrading one level.

The same applies to controlled knives and the like.

The only difference is that upgraded real gun bullets can be purchased from the cheat code's ammunition depot.

One attribute point equals one bullet.

This thing is fucking expensive.

"Sure enough, it worked!" Nan Zheng suddenly saw the toy gun shake and turn into a replica gun. She could take it out with a thought, which was very convenient.

I held the replica gun in my hand and examined it; it was no different from the ones on the market.

It just doesn't have a magazine.

"Continue." Nan Zheng threw the replica gun into her storage space again and clicked the "+" sign to upgrade.

It shook for a moment, then immediately turned into a real gun.

"Oh ho, it's the big black star again?" Nan Zheng glanced at the five-pointed star in the gun handle and immediately laughed.

This thing is incredibly powerful; a single shot at close range can blow someone's skull off.

"Continue." Nan Zheng took out two more toy guns and upgraded them both by two levels at once.

They were all black stars.

It seems that the minimum requirement of level two is Black Star. To upgrade to level three, you need 10 points, which should be for modification features or upgrading to a more powerful pistol.

However, Nan Zheng doesn't need this for the time being; resolving the immediate crisis is the most important thing.

At the same time, even finer panels are also available:

Attribute points: 195
Constitution: 2.2
Skill: Rascal's Talk (Level 1)
Weapons: Standard Black Star, Standard Black Star, Standard Black Star...

The data panel is very simple, with three data points that are easy to understand at a glance. In addition, there is a shopping mall where you can use attribute points to buy goods.

However, it requires 1,000 attribute points to unlock.

I don't know if I can buy the large iron kidney.

After all, these days girls are all authentic; it would be a waste of your trip if you didn't experience it.

"Constitution 2.2? Is that a combination of agility, strength, and reaction?" Nan Zheng asked doubtfully. Upgrading a skill level and 0.1 constitution requires at least 10 attribute points.

It costs ten times more than weapon upgrades.

"Although skills and physique start at ten points, this is much better than upgrading weapons, since what you learn is permanent."

"It seems like the free stuff is the most expensive of all," Nan Zheng cursed, having now realized something himself.

Attribute points can also be bought, one point costs one hundred Hong Kong dollars.

Each bullet costs one attribute point, which is much faster than robbing a bank.

Nan Zheng pondered for a moment and then spent eighty attribute points to buy 0.8 Constitution. Immediately afterwards, the plus sign next to 3 Constitution changed to (100).

At the same time, a warm current flowed through her body, and Nan Zheng clenched her fist, feeling her whole body filled with strength.

He feels like he can now create ten big waves!

“升到3体质，再往上升就要一百点？到4不得一千0.1？到5一万0.1？”

"Buying a body type based on this is a huge loss."

Physical fitness should be a combination of strength, speed, and reaction; for every 0.1 increase, the effort should be evenly distributed across these three aspects.

After all, it's impossible to have the strength of Tyson but the speed of a tortoise.

Or someone with the reaction of an infant, yet faster than Bruce Lee.

Therefore, according to Nan Zheng's estimation, 2 to 3 is well-trained, 3 to 4 is a local expert, 4 to 5 is a special level, and 6 and above is Tyson level. Of course, this refers to a combination of speed, strength and reaction, not just one aspect.

If a single statistic reaches 6, then it's not just Tyson, it's Taro.

Furthermore, this number does not represent a doubling of physical strength, but rather overall strength.

A balanced physique becomes increasingly difficult to improve as one progresses; it might even be difficult to increase by 0.1 out of 10,000.

So leveling up early is fine, but later you'll need to upgrade skills to boost your physique, killing two birds with one stone. "I wonder what the Golden Finger Shop has. Buying some Muay Thai or Bajiquan for self-defense is the right way; every move you make will result in either death or serious injury."

Although she doesn't have a thousand attribute points yet, Nan Zheng is already looking forward to it.

Feeling it wasn't safe enough, he spent another 20 attribute points to upgrade two Black Stars, turning one into a silenced gun and the other into a six-wheeled vehicle.

The former is better at concealment, while the latter is more powerful.

It seems the upgraded weapons are all random, but that's good, isn't it?

Maybe if I buy a bomb later, I can upgrade it into an atomic bomb and throw it around.

The prerequisite is having enough attribute points.

She bought a few more magazines just in case; with her attribute points less than 100, Nan Zheng felt that was about right.

I put on a black suit, went downstairs for a walk, and found that the map of Hong Kong Island was larger than the one in my previous life.

Furthermore, Tuen Mun is not yet a unified entity, and Dinosaur has only just secured his position as the leader.

Han Bin had only recently expanded the overseas arms supply lines; without him, the dinosaurs wouldn't have been a uniform breed.

After all, given the brains of dinosaurs, let alone a uniform group, it would be a miracle if they weren't hacked to death.

After finding a secluded spot and firing a couple of shots to get used to the silenced Black Star, Nan Zheng discovered that its silencer effect was much better than those on the market. At a distance of twenty meters or in noisy environments, the silencer was completely inaudible, as the sound was altered to resemble some kind of bird call. With this assurance, Nan Zheng prepared to head to the Nightfall Bar.

I glanced at the time; it was already past midnight.

It all depends on what happens on Taibao's side.

If something goes wrong, Nan Zheng can simply go on a rampage, then run away or switch gears to Dong Xing.

Anyway, Nan Zheng came from an orphanage. More than ten years ago, her dead father went bankrupt and ran away, and her mother went north and her fate was unknown. She was fearless on her own.

He's not one to take things lying down.

I bought a baseball cap across the street, but instead of going straight into the bar, I wandered around outside, intending to see which private room the bar owner was in.

But as soon as Nan Zheng reached the back door of the bar, she heard a familiar sound coming from the private room next door. She glanced at the window and was immediately shocked.

The greyhound turned to the side and laughed wildly, while the big-haired girl sat on the sofa... no, she was the eldest sister-in-law.

"Holy crap! What the hell is going on?" Nan Zheng glanced around and turned back, completely bewildered.

"Silkie Dog, Silkie Dog?" Before he could figure it out, shouts came from the corridor of the private room:

"Where the hell are you, you bastard?"

"Damn it! The big boss is here."

"I told you not to a long time ago, but you wouldn't listen. You're dead if you get caught..."

The two hurriedly straightened their clothes, just as Shengfan and his men pushed open the door. Upon seeing them, Shengfan immediately launched into a tirade: "Xigou, are you fucking deaf?"

"Hey boss, I was in the bathroom, the DJ outside was too loud, I didn't hear it." The dog's eyes darted around, and the big-haired guy looked flustered.

"Didn't you hear me? Never mind if you didn't hear me." The savage clearly didn't intend to make a fuss, and continued:
"I just received word that the Tung Sing gang plans to ambush me at the bar tonight."

"Boss, what do you plan to do?"

“It’s simple. You guys keep drinking, get ready, pretend I’m still here… Once the Dongxing people arrive, you just make your move.”

"no problem."

"Alright, come with me to the car." After leaving his seven or eight underlings behind, Shengfan beckoned to Da Bolang with his finger, grinned wickedly, and led the girl out the door.

"Wow, you peed your pants?"

"Are you excited to see me?"

"Brother Shengfan, you're so brave, I'm scared!"

"..."

Nan Zheng hadn't expected that the barbarians were actually quite clever, knowing how to turn the tables and trap them.

His eyesight isn't very good; even though he's covered in green, he looks like he's blind.

But here comes the opportunity.

(End of this chapter)