When I started rebelling in the rule ghost story

The circus performance follows the previous routine.

In the host's magical voice, the candidates from Brunei and Syria were the first to appear.

There are only two people selected by Brunei and Syria to perform this time, and the type of performance they are going to perform is the throwing knife that is most familiar to the audience.

In the first two times, if it came to throwing throwing knives, the Bruneian and Syrian nationals would definitely tremble on their feet. But now, they already know the rules of the circus, and naturally feel that all performances can be performed easily.

In their understanding, there is an invisible rule in the circus, that is, the circus performance will never go wrong!

Since the circus's performance will never go wrong, they can perform with confidence and boldness. Anyway, no matter how they perform, they will receive warm applause from the audience.

The Brunei national candidate and the Syrian national candidate took the stage confidently.

Standing on the stage, the elected members of Brunei and Syria were confused, because during the circus performance, every time the staff appeared on the stage, they could trigger long-lasting applause from the audience.

But this time, there was dead silence in the audience.

This made the Brunei national selectors and the Syrian national selectors suddenly feel a little uncomfortable, but even if there was no applause from the audience, they quickly adjusted and prepared to start performing.

"Who throws it first?"

"You throw it first, it doesn't matter whoever throws it first."

After a brief discussion, the Syrian selector gave the right to throw the throwing knife first to the Brunei selector.

But what he didn't know was that this would be his last choice in life.

It's a pity that he gave up this opportunity.

The Syrian selector and the Brunei selector put some distance apart. The Syrian selector stood in the center of the stage holding an apple on his head, standing under the shining lights, while the Brunei selector stood in the center of the stage and on the edge. Location.

"Brother, throw it away as you like. Finish throwing it away and get off work early." The Syrian selector looked like he was going to finish throwing away and have a lunch after get off work.

Seeing that the Syrian national candidate was full of confidence in his words, the Brunei national candidate breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he had completed the difficult performance of high-altitude tightrope walking yesterday, and now it was just a throwing knife, which could not stump him.

"Are you ready?" Brunei's chosen one asked to confirm before throwing the throwing knife.

"Get ready...wait..."

The Syrian national selector was originally going to say he was ready, but to be on the safe side, he still used his talent to check the success rate of the Brunei national selector throwing throwing knives.

After seeing that the success rate of throwing throwing knives by Brunei's national selector was always 100%, the Syrian national selector smiled and said: "Just throw it, I said so!"

"Okay, since you say so, I'm relieved."

The Brunei national selector knows the talent of the Syrian national selector, and he believes that the talent of the Syrian national selector will not go wrong.

"Be careful."

After simply taking a deep breath, the Brunei Chosen One squeezed his right hand and threw it, and a flying knife flew straight towards the Syrian Chosen One's head.

At this moment, the Syrian national elector still had a smile on his face, but the flying knife that he thought would stably hit the apple unexpectedly stuck in the middle of his forehead.

A trace of blood slipped from the forehead of the Syrian Chosen One. The Syrian Chosen One's eyes subconsciously turned up. He could already feel the stinging pain from his forehead.

However, before he could confirm the blood that fell from his forehead, his consciousness became blurred and he fell backwards...

At the moment of falling down, the Syrian chosen one still had a smile on his face, his eyes were wide open, and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

He might not understand why, even though he saw that the success rate of the flying knife was 100%, the flying knife still hit his forehead accurately in the end.

As the Syrian Selector fell to the ground heavily, the Brunei Selector who threw the knife was completely confused. The Brunei Selector looked at his hands in confusion. He was very sure that he did not want to kill Syria. Nationally selected ones.

"Dead...he is dead?"

"I-I killed him?"

The Brunei national elector was extremely panicked at this time. He did not expect that the Syrian national elector would die in his own hands and die under invisible rules.

The Brunei national candidate looked at the Syrian national candidate who fell to the ground and was bleeding, and his heart was shaken.

"The rules are fake!"

"The myth of the circus's invincibility may also be broken!"

"Fake, it's all fake!"

The Brunei national candidate was confused for a moment. He didn't know how to end it. But just when he didn't know what to do, he strangely discovered that the audience sitting in the auditorium didn't show any performance at this time.

"The audience...these audiences...he, they..."

Brunei's national electors feel an unprecedented fear, which comes from silence.

Yes.

This is not the emotion a normal audience should have.

Normal people would have fled in all directions when they saw this scene, instead of sitting calmly in their seats.

The Brunei national electorate slowly turned his eyes to the auditorium. At this time, the lights in the auditorium were a little dark, but even in the dark auditorium, the audience looked so "scarlet"...

"No, it's impossible..."

"How could these audiences do this?"

The Brunei national candidate was startled by the audience. He thought there was something wrong with his vision. He rubbed his eyes vigorously in an attempt to see more clearly.

But contrary to expectations, his vision became increasingly blurry.

In his field of vision, the spectators all stood up. They could no longer be called human beings, they were more like humanoid monsters covered in blood.

This is very similar to the strange scene that the Brunei national electorate saw before.

"Hallucinations...Those hallucinations have appeared again!"

The Brunei national candidate slapped his head hard, trying to force himself to calm down: "Calm down, calm down quickly!"

The heart of Brunei's national candidate was filled with fear at this time. Around the stage, many bloody figures seemed to appear. Those bloody figures stood so quietly, silent and strange.

"Don't come over! Don't come over!"

The elected candidate of Brunei was so frightened that he hid in the corner of the stage. He held his head in his hands. He was obviously frightened to the extreme.

"What did you see? Calm down and don't fall for its tricks!"

The elected candidate of Brunei was holding his head and trembling. At this time, a voice sounded in his heart.

"Who?"

"Who is speaking?"

The elected candidate of Brunei was startled at first, and then turned back to look around him. What surprised him was that there was no one talking around him.

The Brunei national elector thought it was his own illusion, but at this moment, the voice sounded again...