I'm not a theatre god

Scarlet blood splashed on the screen behind the stage.

The drums and string music on both sides of the stage disappeared instantly!

Everyone was stunned for a moment, their pupils suddenly contracted, and the strong smell of blood suppressed the alcohol in their bodies. They stood up suddenly, their faces full of disbelief!

"You..."

Bone Knife's eyes slowly lifted from his bloody chest and looked at Chen Ling's face.

He seemed to have thought of something.

"You are...that kid's...brother?"

A large amount of blood poured out of his throat, making his words unclear, and his expression was extremely terrified.

"Do you like to take out the hearts and lungs of others?" Chen Ling's cheeks were full of blood, and strong hatred and madness emerged in his eyes, "Today...I will also dig you out completely!"

"Give me the knife!!"

Chen Ling raised his hand to the nothingness behind him.

A sharp dagger suddenly trembled violently at the waist of a resident of Bingquan Street who was standing still in the audience!

It was as if an invisible hand grabbed the handle of the dagger, pulled it out of the sheath, and flew towards Chen Ling in the center of the stage!

The "audience" was cooperating with his performance.

Chen Ling held the dagger and stabbed it into Gu Dao's chest like lightning, following the blood hole he opened with his hands all the way down, and instantly disemboweled him!

Gu Dao opened his mouth uncontrollably, and the extreme pain made him scream, but the blood that kept pouring out of his throat blocked his trachea, and only painful whimpers could be heard.

Blood mixed with organs flowed out from the cut, and Gu Dao knelt softly on the ground. He tried to stuff those things back with his hands like crazy, but after two pulls, his movements slowly stopped...

He was dead.

In his pupils, the bloody stage and everything about himself were reflected... more of it was fear and helplessness.

Chen Ling looked at the bone knife kneeling in front of him, his expression did not change much. This was his first time to kill someone, but perhaps because of the hatred and adrenaline surge, he did not feel much... except for a little bit of nausea.

He did not notice that at this moment, a black star was slightly lit above the snowy sky.

"Chen Ling?! Are you crazy?!!"

"As a law enforcer, you kill people wantonly without reason! You will be punished!!"

Seeing this scene, Qian Fan's pupils dilated unconsciously, and he yelled immediately.

On the bloody stage, the red dress slowly turned around...

The boy's cheeks were still covered with hot blood. He held the dagger and looked down at the terrified people below the stage, his eyes full of murderous intent and madness!

At this moment, on the stage screen behind him, the dense blood was slightly lit, as if countless scarlet eyes opened in the darkness, sitting in the empty audience seats, watching everything.

[Audience Expectation +5]

Cluster——

With a slight sound, all the torches in the house went out at the same time.

"Punish me?"

Chen Ling chuckled, he slowly raised his fingertips, stained the hot blood on his cheek, and drew a trace of blood in the corner of his eyes... Chen Yan, who had been outlined with red makeup, overlapped with Chen Ling's face in a trance, and the whole person's breath suddenly became weird and bloody!

He is the dead soul Chen Ling, and also the dead soul Chen Yan, a person in the play who performed alone under the gaze of the "world-destroying" disaster.

"Why do you punish me?"

"Who can punish me?"

The next moment, the red-clothed figure disappeared from the stage in an instant.

A dagger cut through the void at the same time, so fast that no one present could react, and then a muffled groan sounded, and a resident of Bingquan Street who was closest to the stage splashed a trace of blood on his neck and fell to the ground.

Li Mang, Sun Laoliu and others were shocked. They had all fought with Chen Ling and knew how terrifying the other party was.

The most important thing is that they all came to celebrate and enjoy themselves today. Almost no one brought a gun, and at most they hid two cold weapons on their bodies... But even when they took the gun in the tavern, they didn't get rid of Chen Ling, let alone now?

The red ghost shuttled between the banquets, madly harvesting the lives of these people. As more and more people were killed, Chen Ling had completely overcome some of the shadows of evil deeds and became inexplicably skilled.

A bloody and weird massacre took place in the courtyard among the vast snow.

At the same time,

a few hundred meters away from the courtyard.

"It actually attracted the attention of the 'God of War'?" Chu Muyun stood under a tree covered with snow, his eyes fixed on the courtyard in the distance, "I didn't expect him to be a genius... in killing people."

"Not only the 'God of War'."

In the void, a man shrouded in black shadows slowly emerged.

"Didn't you notice? The stars of 'Wu Shen Dao' also reacted..."

"'Wu Shen Dao'?" Chu Muyun was stunned, "What is his relationship with 'Wu Shen Dao'? Why did he attract 'Wu Shen Dao'?"

"I don't know."

"But don't you think it's strange?"

"What?"

"How can a fusionist attract the attention of the gods? Moreover, he is a fusionist with the 'world-destroying' level..."

"There's nothing strange about this. He just attracted attention, just like his own talent was noticed by the gods, but he didn't really get [God's favor]... The road to the gods will not be left to monsters."

"I see."

"But this kid is really crazy and cruel. You have a good eye."

Chu Muyun smiled slightly and said nothing.

"But he will be in trouble next."

"Why?"

"I smell it." The shadow man paused for a moment, "The law enforcer named Qian Fan has the aura of a 'sacrificial weapon' on him."

…

house.

As Chen Ling raised his knife and dropped his sword, seven or eight residents of Bingquan Street died one after another.

In the absence of thermal weapons, these residents of Bingquan Street almost all chose to flee, but their speed was far inferior to Chen Ling who had the [Killing Dance]. As soon as they reached the vestibule, they were hunted down one after another!

"Brother Fan! What should I do?!" a law enforcer said hurriedly.

"He should have obtained [God's favor] and entered the divine way..." In Qian Fan's mind, he recalled the scene where Chen Ling took the dagger out of thin air, and his face was extremely ugly, "Damn it, which divine way did he follow? ?”

"Then he is considered a law enforcement officer?" Another law enforcement officer turned pale, "How can we beat him?"

"Why hasn't Brother Ma come yet?!"

"It's too late... If this continues, not only will Bingquan Street be completely wiped out, but we may not be able to save our lives."

A fierce look flashed in Qian Fan's eyes. He reached into his arms and found something wrapped in black cloth.

As he gradually untied the black cloth, a broken finger bone was exposed to the air...