I'm not a theatre god

It only took Chen Ling one second to completely crack Vulture's phone.

All recent chat history, call history, and website browsing all popped up in front of Chen Ling's eyes like they were out of control.

In this era, it is very easy to understand a person. As long as he is in the city, his every move will leave traces on the Internet... And Chen Ling getting his mobile phone means that almost all his secrets are exposed to the eyes.

Among the massive amounts of information, only two caught Chen Ling's attention. One was several call records with Nie Yu, and the other was a string of frequently logged-in URLs.

There was nothing much to say about the call records. No matter how smart Chen Ling was, she couldn't record their conversation through the air without monitoring it in advance, so in the end, her attention shifted to the website.

"This is... the dark web?" Chen Ling browsed the website for a moment, her brows raised slightly.

This website is not simple. The entire website is constructed overseas and uses a variety of top-notch technical means for encryption. It is difficult for ordinary people to log in... Of course, no matter how complex the encryption algorithm is, as long as it is based on communication technology, Chen Ling It was meaningless in his eyes. He hacked into the website with almost no effort and read the massive content.

This is a website full of blood, violence, pornography, and gray transactions. Whether it is human trafficking, organ transportation, drugs and guns, or bounty for life, it is all carried out here. If the Internet that ordinary people come into contact with is the surface of the sea, The iceberg, then what is on this website is the carnival of the black abyss under the sea.

Among them, "Vulture" is a professional middleman. He has issued hundreds of murder bounties, involving various countries at home and abroad. Among them, the most accomplished ones are in the Golden Triangle area, and the person who accomplished all this is a famous man. It is the ID of [Hunter].

At this moment, in the "Vulture" post, a woman named "Su Zhiwei" has become the target of the highest bid in the country in recent days, with a bounty of 8 million, and now more than ten killers are involved.

"Eight million reward for Su Zhiwei? What a big deal..."

Chen Ling looked at the numbers, chuckled disdainfully, threw the phone on the ground, crushed it, and walked slowly out of the Bloody Tavern.

Just now, he had connected his flip phone to the dark web, and also backed up the contents of Vulture's phone, so naturally he didn't need it anymore...

As Chen Ling walked out of the tavern, the original murder note offering a reward for Su Zhiwei was instantly tampered with, replaced by two lines of font that were so red that they turned purple:

[The bounty target has changed... The bounty target: "Hunter" Nie Yu]

[Reward amount: 80,000,000$]

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[Audience Expectation Value +4]

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At the end of the horizon, a fiery red sunset gradually sinks.

Nie Yu carried a shotgun on his back and walked through the desolate wilderness. In the reflection of those sharp eyes, the outline of a museum slowly emerged in the distance...

"Are you hiding there?" Nie Yu's eyes flashed with a look of sadness.

Behind him, more than ten figures were dotted in the distance one after another. They were dressed in different clothes.

"As expected of the rumored 'Hunter' from the Golden Triangle." A killer couldn't help but sigh, "I was able to track the bounty target just based on the traces on the ground... Anyway, I can't see any tire marks."

"But if the 'Hunter' takes action, even if we kill Su Zhiwei in the end, will we still get the money?"

"With this person's strength and reputation, I'm afraid we can only drink soup... No, there is a high probability that we won't even be able to drink soup."

"With a bounty, whoever gets the head belongs to him. Even if he is a 'hunter', he can't take the credit."

"Too……"

"We can let him take the lead, and then find an opportunity to kill Su Zhiwei."

"I think it's okay."

"..."

Everyone's whispers could be heard clearly in Nie Yu's ears. The blessing that [Sirius] brought to him was not only in terms of vision, but also in terms of hearing, which was twice that of ordinary people.

But even so, he didn't turn around to stop these people's "little thoughts". After all, he was the one who issued the reward, and he didn't expect to get his own money...

His goal was to kill Chen Ling. As for Su Zhiwei, an ordinary person, he could just leave it to these killers.

Nie Yu only wants results, not the process;

Just as Nie Yu was watching the museum from afar, thinking about how to break through and use the terrain to fight, an assassin behind him suddenly let out a light sigh.

"This... this..." He looked at the phone, his eyes widening in disbelief.

"What's wrong?"

"See for yourselves!"

At his reminder, everyone turned on their mobile phones at the same time. Unexpectedly, Su Zhiwei's murder reward had disappeared... replaced by a reward for "Nie Yu".

"One, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million...ten million?? Eighty million? US dollars!!"

Everyone's eyes were wide open, as if they were dreaming.

"This...who issued the reward?!"

"I don't know, it's anonymous."

"Eighty million US dollars...that's dozens of times more than before!"

"But this goal..."

Everyone looked at each other, and at the same time looked up at the figure in the distance who was carrying a shotgun and standing under the bloody sun. They were silent for a moment.

Kill the rumored "Hunter" Nie Yu? Do they have this strength?

But 80 million US dollars... this amount is really too tempting.

At this moment, the target is right in front of them, and it is basically undefended. Even he himself doesn't know that he is being rewarded... Maybe it is not completely impossible to win if he takes action at this time?

Several bold and ambitious killers looked at each other, nodded at the same time, silently grasped the daggers in their sleeves, and walked behind Nie Yu.

A reward created a rift in Nie Yu's hunting team, and internal fighting began before they even met Su Zhiwei.

Just when Nie Yu was looking at the museum and meditating, his intuition suddenly warned him. He frowned and took half a step forward lightly. A few gleams of cold light almost brushed the corner of his clothes!

The assassins who took action were shocked. When the sneak attack failed, they immediately drew their guns and pulled the trigger without hesitation. More than a dozen gunshots rang out, and a dense rain of bullets flew towards Nie Yu's vitals!

Dang Dang Dang Dang——!

The bullet hit Nie Yu's skin at high speed, but it was like hitting steel, making a harsh buzz, and wisps of sparks bursting out in the sunset.

At the same time, the steel-like figure in black slowly turned around, staring at the people behind him with a pair of extremely oppressive eyes...

"You... are looking for death??"