I'm not a theatre god

"...Huh?"

When the assassin saw the Shura field full of corpses in front of him, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

His initial location was not far from here. After the fight started, he casually slaughtered a few trash fish nearby. Hearing the big noise coming from here, he wanted to come over and take a look at the situation. Unexpectedly, just a short time after the start, it was already in progress. Had such a brutal melee.

He glanced at the corpses on the ground and knew that the deaths of these people were all caused by one person. He couldn't help but think carefully in his heart, who among the top masters he knew was so impatient and cruel.

He saw someone standing up rustlingly in the darkness around him. They seemed to be frightened onlookers, and he walked forward silently.

"Who killed these people just now?" the assassin suddenly spoke, causing the unsuspecting participants to tremble in fright.

When the other party came back to his senses, he couldn't see the assassin's appearance clearly. He thought he was just a passerby who didn't understand the situation, so he said casually:

"I don't know... When I came, he had already killed three people in a row, and then I watched him kill more and more, getting stronger and stronger. In the last moment, he was knocked down by a fourth level in a second."

"I'm not very familiar with the aura of that Shinto, but it's most likely the Shinto of War. The battle is really fierce!"

"Yes, I think someone said it just now...what's his name, Jian Wubing?"

Bing Shen Dao, Jian Wuyi?

Hearing these two words, the assassin's eyes suddenly narrowed. He glanced at the direction where Jian Changsheng and Sun Buyimian left just now, and murmured to himself:

"It turns out it was him..."

The assassin recalled in his mind the young man who put the gun to his forehead at the Comet Hotel. With his character and strength, he would indeed kill so many people at the beginning.

As the only [Assassin] in this era, he almost never misses an assassination below the sixth level, let alone the opponent who is only at the fourth level... He wants to see how capable this Jian Wubing is and what he can do How many times have you been assassinated?

He snorted coldly, and his figure gradually disappeared into the darkness, and in a flash he chased in the direction where Jian Changsheng left.

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[Audience Expectation Value +2]

[Current expected value: 56%]

As Chen Ling raised his knife and killed another participant who was caught up, he finally saw a new line of prompts floating in front of his eyes.

Chen Ling finally discovered that, except for the first two, when he killed other people, the audience's expectations hardly increased. Perhaps it was because the plot was too homogeneous, and the novelty of the audience gradually declined...

He has now killed nine people in a row, and the audience's expectations have reached a bottleneck. But for some reason, the audience's expectations seemed to have risen again just now.

Probably, wasn't it because he killed someone?

Could it be...

Is it related to Xiao Jian?

From the moment he threw the name "Jian Wubing" to the assassin, Chen Ling guessed that the subsequent development should increase the audience's expectations... The seed he planted at that time finally paid off at this moment. Thinking of this, Chen Ling's expression was a little subtle.

"I'm sorry..."

Chen Ling felt a little guilty about diverting misfortune to the east, but only "somewhat". After all, Jian Changsheng had been causing trouble for him ever since he arrived in the Tianshu Realm, and he just used this assassin to increase his strength.

As for whether Jian Changsheng would be in a life-and-death crisis because of this... Chen Ling also thought about it, but he just laughed it off.

He once again recalled in his mind the black murderous aura that surrounded him when Jian Changsheng lost control and used his field for the first time in the Gray World... Jian Changsheng had already lost consciousness at that time, but Chen Ling really felt the power of that field. strength.

In just a few seconds, when Chen Ling recalls it, she still feels like someone is suffocating her by the throat!

There are not many people who can make him and the audience in his body feel uncomfortable, but Xiao Jian is one of them... Whether it is the murderous aura coming from the deepest depths of the ancient art of war, or the ancient existence hidden in his body, it is absolutely extraordinary. vulgar.

Xiao Jian suffered setbacks and embarrassment all the way, just because his fate was so ill-fated and unlucky...

But if someone really thinks that he is easy to bully, they will definitely pay the price.

"Expectation has reached a bottleneck, and now we are in trouble..." Chen Ling looked at the expectation that was no longer moving, and frowned more and more, "Maybe, I have to change my mind..."

Just when Chen Ling was still worried about the expectations, a thin figure walked slowly from the dark street carrying a rake.

Sensing someone approaching, Chen Ling's eyes flashed with surprise.

He chased so many people continuously, and most of them ran away when they saw him. The few who had the courage to stay and fight him ended up having their heads chopped off by him... Unexpectedly, at this time, Someone takes the initiative to find you?

No, that's not right...

As the man approached, the aura of the fifth level suddenly descended, like a tall mountain standing in the darkness, directly blocking the road in front of Chen Ling!

"Are you the Lin Yan that Fourth Master mentioned?" A cold voice sounded slowly.

Chen Ling:?

Who is the Fourth Master?

Chen Ling frowned tightly. Just as he was about to say something, a second fifth-level aura erupted from behind him, and he saw an equally skinny figure walking towards here with a long stick on his back and a fierce look on his face.

The two of them, one behind the other, directly surrounded Chen Ling in the middle of the street.

"You dare to act wild at the third master's funeral. I think you are tired of living!" The figure carrying a long stick said solemnly, "If the two of us hadn't been there at that time, you wouldn't have been able to leave the funeral venue!"

After hearing what the two said, even Chen Ling, who had seen a lot of things in the world, was confused.

He looked at the two again in confusion, and after confirming that he didn't know each other at all, he asked in confusion:

"What Third Master? Did you recognize the wrong person?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid here. At the Third Master's funeral, it was you who flew in with an iron rod and rode a red lion! The Fourth Master said that your name is Lin Yan, you are a soldier, and you can also use the blood escape technique!"

"We followed you all the way just now, and we have confirmed that you are a soldier... Is there another soldier named Lin Yan in this old district?"

Chen Ling:? ? ?

Riding a red lion, a soldier, a blood escape technique... and also called Lin Yan? ?

At this moment, Chen Ling suddenly remembered Jian Changsheng who came back in a shabby state after chasing Sun Bumian... and the obviously sneaky sentence "Be careful, safety comes first~" when filling out the registration form

Chen Ling's expression was suddenly wonderful!

Good, very good...

It's true that no one is left behind. You take care of me and I take care of you, right?

Chen Ling thought this was a one-sided, unconscionable backstab... but in the end, it was a two-way rush? ?

We are both level five, and I only gave you one, but you gave me two in one go? Director Chen has cheated so many people, but he didn't expect that this time, Xiao Jian would take advantage of him!

Chen Ling's original guilt towards Xiao Jian completely disappeared, and he silently clenched his fists...

Jian Changsheng, you wait for me.