America: Starting from collecting corpses, leveling up to godhood

A deafening roar instantly tore through the night sky.

The shockwave, carrying countless high-density fragments, swept in all directions like a fragmentation grenade, instantly turning Victor, who was almost within reach, into a sieve.

Even while hiding in the bathtub, Chen Ming could feel the entire building shaking violently.

Then, piercing alarms and shouts echoed throughout the manor.

Chen Ming climbed out of the bathtub, which was full of lime and sawdust, and shook his buzzing head.

"Cough cough... What the hell do these Nevada miners usually blast?"

The bathroom door was blown to pieces, and the Russian security guard who was originally guarding the door was embedded in the wall across the corridor, bleeding from all seven orifices.

Excuse me.

Chen Ming stepped across the broken wooden plank corridor, where the other end was already in complete chaos.

"The boss is dead!"

"Damn it, lock the door! That kid's definitely still in the bathroom. Kill him!"

The sound of rapid footsteps, accompanied by shouts and curses, drew closer quickly.

"A quest that costs six attribute points isn't going to be easy to get out of..."

Chen Ming took a deep breath, pulled out an M84 stun grenade from inside his trench coat, pulled the pin, counted to two in his mind, and then threw it along the corner of the wall.

"Bang--!"

A blinding white light and a deafening roar of 170 decibels instantly filled the entire corridor.

"Oh, my eyes!"

"Open fire! Suppressive fire!"

Gunfire erupted in the corridor, and stray bullets sent shards of stone flying from the walls.

Chen Ming gave them no chance to catch their breath. He suddenly slid out from the corner and, using the dim light of the fire, raised his Glock and began to fire.

The short bursts of two shots each almost always resulted in headshots.

"one two three……"

Chen Ming silently counted his kills, his tactical movements as fluid as a killing machine.

But as soon as he rushed out of the corridor and into the edge of the main living room, which had been reduced to a sea of ​​fire, the crossfire from the second-floor stairwell instantly enveloped him.

"He's there, covering me!"

Da da da da!

Several AR rifles fired simultaneously.

Chen Ming rolled twice to hide behind a marble pillar, bullets raining down on his heels, sending the marble pillar flying in fragments.

"There are two on the right front, and three on the second floor... Why are you hiring so many security guards? Are you just looking to let them play football?"

Chen Ming made a sarcastic remark, and then, just as he leaned out halfway to prepare to retaliate, he was hit by several shots, one of which, a rifle bullet, accurately struck his right shoulder.

"puff!"

Without the protection of ceramic inserts, the bullet pierced directly through the edge of the bulletproof vest, and the enormous kinetic energy caused Chen Ming to fall backward.

"Shit..."

Chen Ming lost his balance and fell directly into the burning ruins of the basement below.

The flames engulfed him instantly.

"He was shot and fell into the fire!"

"Go down and check; we must find the body!"

Excited shouts came from above.

Amidst the raging flames, Chen Ming crashed into a pile of burning wood, the excruciating pain in his shoulder nearly causing him to faint. The edge of his trench coat was already ablaze.

"I almost got roasted into jerky..."

Chen Ming gritted his teeth and brought up the system—he had been hoarding attribute points without adding them in order to refresh his physical condition under these circumstances and thus gain a second life.

All six attribute points will be added to Constitution!

[Constitution: 19 → 25]

[You have gained Constitution Mastery Lv1, with an additional 20% increase to Constitution. Each subsequent increase in Constitution requires two attribute points.]

Soon, a cool sensation, like an electric current, instantly coursed through my entire body.

Chen Ming could clearly feel the torn muscles in his right shoulder forcibly closing and stopping the bleeding at an alarming speed. The burning pain subsided, and even his lungs, which had been aching from inhaling large amounts of smoke and dust, were rapidly improving.

The fatigue and pain vanished.

It's like drinking a full-health recovery potion in a game.

"Children... I'm back."

Chen Ming clenched his fist, and as he listened to the approaching footsteps overhead, a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

At the edge of the ruins, three security guards carrying rifles cautiously approached the fire pit.

"Does it burn?"

"With a fire this big, even if they didn't fall to their deaths, they'd definitely be reduced to ashes..."

Before the words were finished, a series of heavy footsteps suddenly came from the sea of ​​fire.

"Tap...tap..."

The three security guards abruptly leveled their rifles, staring intently at the billowing smoke.

The next second, Chen Ming strode out of the flames.

His clothes were still emitting blue smoke, and several deformed bullets were embedded in the bulletproof plate on his chest. There was a large hole in the clothes on his right shoulder, but not a drop of blood flowed out.

He cracked his neck, making a crisp sound, like the Terminator from a movie...

"Fuck... How is this possible?!"

"He was clearly shot and fell in, is he a ghost?!"

The security guards were completely terrified.

Good evening, guys.

Chen Ming smiled slightly and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Bang bang bang—!"

Gun muzzle spits fire.

Before the three security guards could even react, their heads were blown off and they rolled down the rubble like broken sacks.

Chen Ming then jumped back to the lobby on the first floor, stepping on the burning broken wood.

Since he'd gone this far, he might as well go all the way.

He removed the magazine and changed it, then, like a demon from hell, began an indiscriminate sweep through the dilapidated manor.

"Fire!"

Two more security guards carrying shotguns rushed out from around the corner. Seeing Chen Ming covered in smoke, they pulled the trigger in terror.

"Bang! Bang!"

Large swarms of deer bullets slammed into Chen Ming's Level 4 bulletproof plate, causing him to stumble back a few steps. However, the impact was well within his tolerance, given his recently upgraded physique.

"Too slow."

Chen Ming's eyes were cold. He held his pistol level and fired two more short bursts, accurately piercing the foreheads of both men.

"Monster...how can he still move after being shot?!"

"Go to hell, I quit!!"

The remaining security personnel were completely shattered by Chen Ming's terrifying demeanor.

Surviving a gunshot wound and being reborn from the ashes... This is something no human being can do. Some people even started dropping their guns and running away.

But Chen Ming had no intention of letting any of them live.

He advanced down the corridor with the fluidity of a killing machine, mowing down anyone who tried to retaliate with a hail of bullets. He showed no mercy to the security guards lying on the ground, who had been stunned by the earlier explosion.

"Bang! Bang!"

One shot to the chest, one shot to the head—enough to make sure they're completely dead.

Fifteen minutes later, apart from the crackling of the fire, there was no other sound of breathing from the living in the manor.

Chen Ming shook the hot gun barrel and turned to walk upstairs—the lair of this gangster boss must contain a lot of good stuff.

As for the million dollars in cash that Victor promised... he was prepared to kill himself, so he definitely wasn't really prepared.

After searching around, Chen Ming finally arrived at Victor's study, where a huge metal safe could be seen on the shelf.