I'm not a drama god

Chen Ling couldn't help but swallow.

The afterimage that just emerged from Zhao Yi's shadow was so fast that Chen Ling didn't even see what it was, so he shot it into pieces... Looking at these monsters carefully now, she felt inexplicably happy. .

Just like the fragrant turkeys on Thanksgiving, they walked off the dining table and jumped towards him, but each of these turkeys was more than two meters high.

Are all the disasters that crawl out of the gray world so fragrant?

[Audience Expectation Value +8]

Chen Ling thought about it and felt something was wrong. The factory Zhao Yi described just now was just a centipede. How could it turn into a broiler chicken after it hatched from the egg?

But at this moment, it was no longer the time to think about this matter carefully. Those sturdy chickens were approaching him. From their bodies, Chen Ling could feel a faint sense of oppression... These chickens were at least the first level.

"One, two, three...six, seven, eight...eight?"

If nothing else, the entire Frost Street disaster has been attracted to him.

Chen Ling narrowed her eyes slightly...

"Why...why is this monster so disgusting?" The middle-aged woman quietly lay down on the window sill. Seeing the scene in the middle of the street, her face became paler. "Can Chen Ling win?"

Boss Xu's face was also a little ugly. After all, Chen Ling had just been promoted to law enforcement officer. Facing so many monsters at once, he was the weaker side... But he didn't know why, he just felt that Chen Ling was worse than these monsters. provoke.

The same worry also appeared in the hearts of other Frost Street residents. They looked nervously at the foggy battlefield through the windows, and their hearts almost jumped out of their chests.

Under everyone's gaze, Chen Ling, who was wearing a black trench coat, moved and slowly raised his dagger...

Stab himself in the abdomen with his backhand!

Crowd: ? ? ?

[Audience Expectation Value +5]

After stabbing him once, Chen Ling felt that it was not enough, so he stabbed him again in the lower abdomen and between the ribs with his backhand. The blade of the dagger completely turned red. Before the battle even started, he was already injured.

Scarlet blood gushed out from the knife edge, staining the clothes under the windbreaker with blood. The corners of Chen Ling's mouth raised slightly...

These three swords did not bring him any pain, but instead he felt an inexplicable numbness... He could feel a steady stream of power bursting out of his body, and his five senses were several times sharper than usual. At this moment, the rapid rush towards him... The eight figures seemed to slow down.

Is this [Blood Clothes]...

Chen Ling's self-mutilation behavior and weird smile fell in the eyes of everyone in Hanshuang Street, leaving their minds blank.

They have never seen anyone stab themselves before a fight... The three knives stabbed each other deeper and deeper. If it were an ordinary person, his face would probably turn pale from the pain, but not only did Chen Ling not feel any pain at all, , but revealed a sense of joy.

This scene may seem bizarre at first glance, but it seems very reasonable when it happens to Chen Ling. After all, it is an existence that eats people's hearts alive.

Is this some kind of evil ritual before the war begins? Or is it sacrificing to some evil entity?

Everyone suddenly felt that compared to Chen Ling at this time, those scary shadow centipedes seemed not so scary...

Eight shadow centipedes suddenly stirred up the thick fog, and rushed at an astonishing speed in front of Chen Ling, who was covered in blood. Everyone felt their eyes blurred, and the blood shadow suddenly crashed out, kicking the leading centipede into the thick fog. !

Chen Ling's speed was too fast, like a high-speed train. The moment he kicked the shadow centipede, the terrifying force almost crushed the latter and deformed it, sending it flying backwards for dozens of meters!

The cold light of the dagger whirled between Chen Ling's palms, and he blocked a biting centipede with his backhand. The densely packed long legs clawed at Chen Ling's body, but he dodged and avoided it.

He raised the gun, locked the muzzle on the wriggling dark red hole in the black head, and pulled the trigger one after another!

Bang Bang Bang!

Three bullets were fired, piercing the centipede's head. It twisted and curled up in place for a moment, motionless.

Chen Ling knew that many people were watching him, so he couldn't use [Trial Court] and [Shadowless] anymore. Fortunately, [Slaughter Dance] was not so highly recognizable. Even if he used it, these ordinary people might not see it. If you understand, you can only rely on it to fight with [Blood Clothes] in crazy close combat.

Chen Ling turned back to look at the three chickens that were charging at the same time. He rushed forward defenselessly, and the sharp claws and beaks pierced his body, leaving dense blood holes in an instant... and his entire body was covered with blood. Locked in place.

The hearts of the residents of Hanshuang Street who were watching skipped a beat.

Chen Ling, who was pierced by the long legs of three shadow centipedes, sneered, endured the injury and pierced the head of one centipede with the dagger, then inserted the barrel of the gun into the mouth of the other centipede and pulled the trigger. The body fell to the ground on the spot.

"How many broilers...want to kill me too??"

Chen Ling grabbed the cock that pierced her with her bare hands, pinched the head with one hand and the legs with the other. The terrifying power brought by the [Blood Clothes] forcibly lifted it into the air, and then tore and stretched it bit by bit...the cock was squirming crazily. Then, as Chen Ling roared, she was still torn in half by hands!

The smelly blood and internal organs splashed on the ground. Chen Ling, who was covered in blood, lowered her head to look at the half-cut chicken drumstick in her hand, and suddenly felt the urge to take a bite...

He swallowed and held back.

He doesn't like to eat raw food.

Chen Ling threw half of the body aside, looked at the three remaining chickens coldly, and then turned into a blood shadow and rushed out again!

In the streets shrouded in thick fog, only the sound of tearing flesh and blood was dead silent. All the residents who were hiding behind the windows to spy had their stomachs tumbling violently at this moment, and their faces were indescribably ugly...

"vomit!"

Boss Xu's wife finally couldn't help but got up and rushed to the toilet, where she vomited on the spot.

Chen Ling's battle was too bloody, especially the scene of tearing the centipede apart with his hands. Everyone just watched the vicious centipede being torn into two pieces, with its internal organs falling all over the floor... The most important thing is that Chen Ling was still alive in the end. Holding the centipede head in my arms, I seemed very intoxicated.

[Audience Expectation Value +7]

Perhaps Chen Ling felt that using daggers and guns was not enough, so she gave up weapons completely and began to kill with bare hands. The blood-stained black trench coat flew in the thick fog. At the same time, the sharp screams of the shadow centipede sounded one after another.