I'm not a theatre god

Murderous aura raged in the carriage, and the temperature dropped suddenly!

Chen Ling was trapped in his seat. He stared blankly at Han Meng, who was filled with murderous intent. His mind went blank for a moment...

Han Meng left the third area, suddenly appeared here, and shot out the train wheel. This is definitely not a coincidence... The only explanation is that he came for himself.

But how did he know that the Stars Chamber of Commerce was going to take action against him?

The man was locked by Han Meng's gun, and a killing intent had enveloped him. He frowned and stared at Han Meng for a long time, as if he remembered something.

"Han Meng... I seem to have heard of this name." A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"I heard that a few years ago, there was a rookie District 3 law enforcer who killed the nephew of the president of the Stars Chamber of Commerce in the ancient military library. After being detained, he managed to survive three rounds of soul-crushing evidence searches and still maintained his sanity. ...This incident even alarmed the top brass at the headquarters.

That law enforcer... seems to be called Han Meng? "

"Really?" Han Meng said calmly, "That's a coincidence."

His fingertips were on the trigger. Under the black windbreaker, a field quickly opened around him!

Feeling the terrifying aura contained in this field, the man's face became more and more ugly. He raised his hand without hesitation, and just as he was about to draw something in the void, a thick beam of light flashed past his temples!

The invisible force of deconstruction was like a bullet, directly wiping off his hair and penetrating all the train carriages in the blink of an eye, leaving only a huge circular hole!

"What makes you think that your handwriting can be faster than my gun?"

Han Meng was still in the same posture, holding the gun with one hand, faint green smoke drifting from the muzzle, his face expressionless.

But at this time, a few drops of cold sweat had already slid down the man's forehead... A flash of fear and panic flashed across the pale face.

If Han Meng's gun had been deflected just a little further, his head would have been deconstructed into nothingness... The reason he survived was not because the other party missed, but because the other party didn't want to kill him at all.

"This is a warning... never try to attack a [Judge] head-on, idiot."

Han Meng pointed the gun at the man and waved to Chen Ling, "Untie the writing on his body, otherwise the next shot will hit you in the head."

The man was shocked and angry at the moment. He was also a fourth-level expert, but he could only be suppressed by Han Meng's [Tribunal]. This made him feel extremely frustrated... He had the ability to calligraphy and the divine way, but in In front of that muzzle, everything he did was too slow.

But he has no choice. The frontal combat power of most Shintos is almost impossible to defeat the Bingshen Dao, and the [Judgment] path is the most lethal path among all the Bingshen Dao!

He is a book god. How can he fight [Judgment] when he is locked in advance by the other party?

No matter how fast the words are, can they be as fast as bullets?

The man's expression changed one after another. He stared at Han Meng for a long time, gritted his teeth and said:

"You know what will happen if you offend the Stars Chamber of Commerce..."

"No one knows better than me." Han Meng narrowed his eyes slightly, and a murderous aura spread in the car again, "Don't let me repeat it a third time...let him go."

Seeing that the second bullet was about to be fired, the man gritted his teeth, wiped his palm lightly in the void, and unlocked the characters that controlled Chen Ling in the air.

Chen Ling suddenly felt her body light up, and control returned to her body again!

"Don't think that if you've been hiding outside Aurora City, they can't do anything to you..." The man slowly stepped back. Following his footsteps, mysterious characters appeared one after another on the ground of the train carriage.

"Next time we meet, you won't have another chance to point a gun at me."

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the next moment, those mysterious characters suddenly lit up!

His figure turned black before Chen Ling's eyes, like ink being split into strokes one after another, swiping horizontally and vertically, and quickly disappearing into nothingness.

Can he turn his body into words?

Chen Ling witnessed this scene with his own eyes and was extremely surprised. All the skills of Shu Shen Dao seemed to be beyond his knowledge...

When Han Meng saw the man leaving, he calmly took back his gun and glanced at Chen Ling.

"Still not leaving? Do you really want to follow him to Aurora City?"

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the train.

A shot blew out the train wheel, and the conductors and other pedestrians on the platform were shocked. They watched Han Meng in black trench coat walk out of the platform with an expression like he was looking at a monster.

Chen Ling walked through the crowd and walked to him, "How did you know I was here?"

"There is only one train entering Aurora City a day, and it departs from Winter Harbor, so this is the only one."

Chen Ling also wanted to ask him how he was sure that the Stars Chamber of Commerce would secretly take him away... But thinking back to what the man said just now, he still didn't ask this question.

According to him, Han Meng had offended the Qunxing Chamber of Commerce in Bingdao Guzang a few years ago, and had to undergo three soul-crushing evidence searches... What Chen Ling had already experienced, and even before she had time to experience it, Han Meng had already experienced it a few years ago. Been through it.

No one knows the methods of the Stars Chamber of Commerce better than this victim;

The two of them just walked side by side in the snow.

Han Meng didn't ask Chen Ling what happened in the ancient treasure house, and Chen Ling didn't ask Han Meng about his experiences back then. They both remained silent, like two fellow travelers returning home.

Finally, Han Meng’s voice sounded again:

"I still underestimated you."

"What?"

"I thought you would kill a few people at most... I didn't expect that you were the only one who came out in the end." Han Meng's voice couldn't tell whether he was praising or complaining, "This incident was too big."

Chen Ling suddenly remembered the words Han Meng left for him before he came to Bingdao Guzang.

——If you encounter some... things in Bingdao Guzang, don't be too timid. You are the law enforcer of our third district. Even if you make some mistakes, I will be there to protect you.

Chen Ling is not timid;

Han Meng did help Chen Ling withstand it...

When Chen Ling walked out of the hut, all the law enforcers and law enforcement officials chose to close their eyes.

Only Han Meng, who ran for hundreds of miles, blew up a train with one shot, and raised his gun at the powerful people in Aurora City... Without him, I am afraid that Chen Ling would have been forcibly tied into Aurora City, and her fate is still unknown.

Chen Ling was silent for a long time, and then said two words seriously and solemnly:

"……Thanks."

Han Meng turned to look at him and continued walking towards the end of the snow in his black windbreaker.

"...Just stay alive."