I'm not a theatre god

Outside the domain.

"Hiss..."

"Hu——"

Heart 9 held a detonator with a ignited fuse in his mouth, and exhaled a puff of smoke as if he was smoking. He grinned, and his mouthful of iron teeth and steel teeth emitted a cold light in the air, like a demon walking out of a steel forest.

At this time, he was sitting on a member of Fushenghui with a swollen nose and face. Behind him was a group of blue-robed apprentices who were also covered in wounds and squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands. They looked at Heart 9 with horror!

"Madman... You guys in the Dusk Society are really a bunch of madmen!!"

The Fushenghui member who was sat under the buttocks of Heart 9 cursed with a pale face, "Do you know where this is?! How dare you break into the Red Dust Base and beat up the Fushenghui members?! Is there any law in this world?!!"

"Law?"

Heart 9 laughed, and he took off the detonator in his mouth and stuffed it into his buttocks with his backhand.

The fuse gradually burned, and the members of Fushenghui watched the detonator about to explode in their mouths. They suddenly widened their eyes in fear and made painful whimpers!

"The law is in your mouth. Ask it and see if it responds to you?"

"Oh, yes~ It will respond..."

"In the most passionate way

Red Heart 9 stretched out his hands and made an explosion gesture to the members of Fushenghui, and even took the initiative to dub, "boo! "

The Fushenghui member became more and more terrified. He struggled desperately and tried to pull out the detonator with both hands, but he couldn't move at all under the heavy body of Red Heart 9.

Seeing this scene, the blue-robed apprentices huddled in the corner became paler... They were all brought into the Red Dust Base since they were young. Every day, apart from learning painting and practicing Qingshen Dao, they had never come into contact with outsiders, let alone seeing such a scene.

Facing a madman like Red Heart 9, they were afraid from the bottom of their hearts. The few who had the courage to resist were all knocked out by Red Heart 9.

"Red Heart 9, don't play too much.

Diamond 10 stood in front of another corridor and spoke calmly, "We are kidnappers, not perverted murderers.

The corridor behind Block 10 was now filled with a large number of branches. More than a dozen members of Fu Sheng Hui were entangled by branches and hung on the semi-hollow dome like fruits. They were almost wrapped in wood all over, like a tree full of living coffins.

Most of these Fu Sheng Hui members were from the third to the western level, and there were several fifth level, but in these living coffins made by Block 10 himself, they were like birds in a cage and could not break free, and even their mental strength was being devoured by the entangled branches!

"I am so friendly, can I be a perverted murderer? ?" Heart 9 widened his eyes and pointed a finger at the open space not far away,

"Then what is he? ! "

In the open space, a figure wearing a woolen coat and silver-rimmed glasses was dragging a huge blood-stained hammer, slowly walking in front of many Fu Sheng Hui members and blue-robed apprentices.

The hammer covered with blood, mud and bone residue cut hideous cracks on the smooth marble floor of the base, and the sharp sound was like nails scratching on a blackboard, making people's scalps numb...

At this time, the Fu Sheng Hui members and apprentices were lying on the open space with their heads straight as if they were poisoned. Their faces were blue and purple, but their consciousness seemed to be clear, and pairs of frightened pupils moved with the figure in the woolen coat.

After a while, Chu Muyun stopped in front of a Fu Sheng Hui member.

The blood-stained palm gently pushed the frame of the silver-rimmed glasses, leaving a touch of scarlet on it; the lens reflected the pale light, like a "ghost lamp" foreshadowing death, hanging in front of the trembling Fu Sheng Hui members.

"Usually, your knees are not very good, right?" Chu Muyun said lightly.

"......?" "The trembling Fushenghui member was stunned.

"Relax...Pain and cramps are normal, you won't feel it soon.

The figure in a woolen coat held the handle of the huge thorn hammer tightly, swung it violently to cut through the air, and the sharp thorns of the hammer carried a terrifying force and hit the leg of the Fushenghui member!

Bang--! !

Blood and flesh splattered, bones and the marble floor below exploded!

In the horrified eyes of all the apprentices, the gentle figure swung the thorn hammer frantically, hitting the leg again and again. At first, the Fushenghui member wailed in pain, and when the third hammer fell, his eyes rolled back and he fainted...

Bang bang bang bang bang! !

Chu Muyun slowly stopped when he saw the leg being smashed into bloody mud. He casually wiped the warm blood on his cheek, glanced at the unconscious member of Fushenghui on the ground, and continued to walk forward slowly with the thorn hammer...

The whole corridor fell into a dead silence.

In another corner, Jian Changsheng blinked his eyes.

He looked back at the group of blue-robed apprentices who were scared and huddled in the corner behind him, and said viciously:

"Be honest! Otherwise! I will smash you into mud too!!!"

"!!!"

The apprentices who witnessed the "inhumane" and "outrageous" behavior of the Dusk Society were completely frightened and huddled in the corner like quails, not daring to resist at all.

Jian Changsheng felt very comfortable when he saw this. He stroked the wolf tail behind him and straightened his back unconsciously.

Several figures quickly passed through the corridor and arrived at the area where the westerners of the Dusk Society were.

Yang Muquan of the Eighth Hall, seeing the scene in front of him, his face suddenly became extremely ugly!

“Twilight Society…!!!”

Yang Muquan sensed it as soon as several members of the Dusk Club took action, but these people's movements were too fast. It took no more than fifteen seconds in total from taking action to subduing this group of Fu Sheng Hui members!

Even if Yang Muquan was beaten to death, he would not have thought that these members of the Dusk Club who were supposed to have been "purged" by them not only survived, but also went to the Hongchen Base to go crazy and kidnapped a large number of Fushenghua members in a arrogant manner!

When Yang Mudog saw this scene, he felt that his lungs were about to explode with anger. Seventh-level pressure raged out of him, and he wished he could tear these people into pieces right now!

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

As Yang Muquan opened his mouth, a ferocious and exaggerated bubble floated out of the void, and the oppressive feeling formed by the intertwined black lines almost solidified, suppressing the 9 Westerners in it!

The 9 of Hearts and others didn't seem to care about the palace-level pressure in the first place.

He sat on the members of Fu Sheng Hui with his legs crossed, played with a few detonators in his hands, and said unhurriedly:

"Whether we die or not, it doesn't matter.

"But we can guarantee that before we die... they will also die.