I'm not a theatre god

"what on earth is it?!!"

Seeing all the guests rushing out of the dance hall in fear, Li Ruohong still didn't know what happened. He turned around and looked around, using the lightning that flashed from time to time outside the window, and walked step by step towards the center of the messy dance hall.

He looked down at the blood stains and pieces of meat on the ground in confusion, and carefully recalled the scene in his mind... He vaguely remembered that the bodyguard's body appeared here for a moment, but he did not touch him at all. And in the blink of an eye the body was gone.

"Is it an illusion? It shouldn't be..." Li Ruohong looked around and found that there were still a few timid waiters hiding in the corner. Even the other bodyguard who had been following him and the manager of the song and dance hall had frightened faces at this moment. He looked at himself as if he had seen a ghost.

"Hey! What are you hiding for? Come out!!"

Li Ruohong roared angrily, and several people were instantly frightened. However, seeing the blood-stained blade in the opponent's hand and the scene where he was slashed more than ten meters away, everyone still cautiously took a few steps forward.

Seeing their gazes, Li Ruohong realized that he was still holding the short knife, and immediately threw it to the ground with a clang and walked towards the crowd.

As he walked, several people retreated, causing Li Ruohong to yell:

"What are you hiding from??"

As soon as Li Ruohong finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of the reflection in the glass beside him. As a pale lightning flashed by, his bloody face was clearly reflected in front of his eyes, and he was instantly frightened!

Li Ruohong subconsciously took a few steps away from the glass, and then he regained consciousness. He wiped his face twice with his hands, and his hands were covered with smelly blood.

"What...what's going on?"

"Old... boss, why did you want to kill Fu Sheng?" the remaining bodyguard asked with a pale face.

"I killed him? I didn't kill him! I just wanted to push him...he flew out on his own!" Li Ruohong replied subconsciously, "Who made him think I was annoying? I just said a few more words to him, How dare he talk back to me..."

The bodyguard's face became paler and paler!

"By the way, where is Fu Shengren?" Li Ruohong looked around.

"He was killed by you!"

"I fucking said it! I didn't kill him!! I just pushed him, how could he die?! Is he hiding?"

"He's dead, we all saw it! His body disappeared in the blink of an eye... It was like it was eaten by the floor." As everyone said, their eyes fell on the pool of broken flesh and blood, and their voices Getting smaller and smaller.

"Can the floor eat people? Fart!"

Li Ruohong didn't believe this at all. In his opinion, the bodyguard named Fu Sheng must have a grudge against him, so he used this method to retaliate against himself... But he didn't understand why, after all, blood seeped downward from these floors?

Under the wash of the heavy rain, the blood stains on the floor gradually faded and began to return to normal rainwater, but Li Ruohong's face seemed to have thought of it, and his face was a little solemn.

Could it be...

"I'm going upstairs to take a look, but don't follow me." Li Ruohong turned to the waiters and said, "Also, clean this place up quickly... Don't talk nonsense about murder and hauntings. What happened today is also It’s all rotting in my stomach, do you understand?”

Several people looked at each other and lowered their heads in silence.

Li Ruohong didn't have time to spend time with them. At this moment, his anxiety became more and more intense. He took out a kerosene lamp that had not been used for a long time from the cabinet, lit it, and walked step by step towards the second floor by the light of the fire.

At this moment, there is no one left in the private room on the second floor. This place is not very open to the public. Without identity or status, it is impossible to enter here... And among the several private rooms on this floor, the existence of one is even more special. , its location is at the deepest point, and there are no windows or corridors to the outside. No one has ever entered except Li Ruohong.

Li Ruohong stood at the door of Box 001, his uneasy face reflected in the dim light. After taking a deep breath, he pushed the box door open.

Inside the private room is a spacious VIP room, with luxurious sofas surrounded by imported carpets. A kerosene lamp also flickers slightly on the coffee table. The halo of light illuminates the corner of the private room silently. As far as the eye can see, there is nothing visible. to any figure.

Li Ruohong was stunned. Before he could react, a bit of cold light shot out from the corner and hit his throat accurately!

It was a knife wrapped with a gray-white bandage. The bandage was wrapped with crooked bloody characters. It didn't look like a combat weapon, but rather like some kind of sacrificial tool. However, the sharp blade was enough to easily cut Li Ruohong's throat. Broken, at this moment, even if it is just against the skin, dripping blood is slowly flowing down the blade.

Li Ruohong's body stiffened instantly, and he spoke tremblingly,

"Two, two envoys...it's me, I'm Li Ruohong!"

After seeing his face clearly and the knife-wielding figure in the shadow of the corner, he slowly lowered the blade, and the murderous intent in his eyes relaxed a little.

"Li Ruohong, what's going on outside?"

"Not to mention the sudden power outage, but also the noise... I thought it was the people from [Fu Sheng Painting] who were tracking them down." From another corner, another figure slowly walked out, it was a man with a full body. The man hiding in the black robe has various strange symbols embroidered on the edge of the hood, looking mysterious and unpredictable.

"I don't know either. I still want to ask you." Li Ruohong frowned and looked at the two of them, "The blood seeping from the floor... wasn't it your fault?"

The two men in black looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time.

"Our main task now is to lurk and communicate. How can we do such eye-catching things..."

"...That's weird, what's going on?"

Li Ruohong thought that the blood seepage just now was the work of these two people. After all, their Shinto was too similar to this thing, otherwise he would not have paid attention to the existence of these two people.

Li Ruohong wandered in the box, as if he was thinking seriously about something, his eyes full of anxiety:

"Damn... I don't know what happened, but there was a lot of movement just now. I'm worried that the police will come to the door... By then, it won't be safe here."

The two men in black looked at each other with sharp eyes, "Our transfer formation is ready. If the situation goes wrong, we can evacuate at any time. You don't have to worry about this... The most important thing now is your uncle's side." Have you talked to him about the situation? "

"I'm done with him, and he's also very interested in you... It just so happens that my uncle's birthday party is coming soon. I can take this opportunity to sneak you into the manor and meet him in private."

"This is best." A man in black nodded, "Beidou Consortium is now the most influential non-governmental organization in the main city of Hongchen, and it is also the first target on our contact list...

We at Wuji Realm are looking forward to cooperating with Mr. Mu. "