I'm not a drama god

Scarlet blood flowed along the dissected torso, dyeing the expensive velvet carpet red. Zongwen could clearly feel that his life force was losing, but there was nothing he could do about it...

Liu Qingyan's fingertips touched the back of his hand and slowly traced up the arm. The silky skin of his arm began to peel off, revealing the bloody palm and forearm muscles, as if a piece of flesh-colored clothing had been taken off. .

There was no trace of blood on Zong Wen's painful face. This was undoubtedly a skinning torture. Seeing his own skin and flesh being taken off with his own eyes, this visually stunning picture crazily impacted his sanity.

He spoke hard and hoarsely:

"Let me go……"

"I...set you free...please..."

"Whatever you want... you can..."

Liu Qingyan's fingertips traced his shoulders, as if she was carefully carving a bloody work of art. Facing Zongwen's prayer, she shook her head slightly:

"No."

"Why……"

"Because he doesn't like you."

Liu Qingyan said softly, "So, you must die."

"he……?"

"He has left the main city. If I kill you now, he will not be implicated... When he comes back next time, he will no longer need to see your disgusting face."

Liu Qingyan released her fingertips. At this moment, most of Zongwen's skin had been peeled off, leaving only an old face covering his bloody body, looking eerie and eerie on the bright red carpet.

He seemed to have thought of something and spoke word by word:

"special envoy??"

Zong Wen saw Liu Qingyan's hand reaching towards his face, and his desire to survive reached its peak. He prayed with all his strength:

"Why...are you helping him kill me...he clearly...doesn't want to talk to you...but I! I...raised you to the pinnacle of the main city...I am your benefactor!"

"People like you won't understand..."

Liu Qingyan's fingertips gently landed on Zong Wen's frightened eyebrows. With a casual stroke, a wrinkled face was peeled off and landed lightly on the blood-colored carpet.

Zong Wen, with no trace of skin left on his body, was kneeling in a pool of blood. The dim candlelight flickered in the room. His appearance was clearly reflected in the mirror opposite, which was used to touch up makeup for girls... At this moment He was covered in blood, and his face was dripping with blood. He could not see any beauty or ugliness, old or young, only endless fear.

The black dress stood up slowly. The hem of the skirt was already stained with blood, and blood was dripping down.

Liu Qingyan calmly looked down at Zong Wen who had turned into a bloody man. She held his throat with one hand and slowly spoke in her frightened and desperate eyes:

"He is not only my benefactor..."

"He gave me salvation and faith. He is the only red god in my dilapidated ruins."

Click——!

As Liu Qingyan finished speaking, Zong Wen's horrified head was instantly broken off.

As Liu Qingyan released his bloody palm, Zong Wen's head hung down, like a sinner kneeling in a sea of ​​blood and repenting, no longer breathing at all.

He never thought that after so many years in the main city of mortals, he would die in the private room where he played with his collection, in front of that soft and comfortable bed... He wanted to ravage a beautiful rose, but was caught by a sharp The spikes slit the throat.

The dim candlelight swayed in the room, and the girl's face showed no expression at all. She stopped and looked at Zong Wen in a pool of blood for a long time, then slowly turned her head and looked in the direction of the gate of the main city of Hongchen...

Her cinnabar-like red lips were slightly raised, her watery eyes stared into nothingness, her hands gently lifted the hem of her skirt, and she knelt down on one knee in the direction where Chen Ling left.

Like a devout believer.

The black skirt bloomed in the bloody soil, like a cold rose. She opened her lips lightly and murmured:

"My little girl, Liu Qingyan, brings a small gift... to send Lord Chen Ling out of the city."

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[Audience Expectation Value +3]

[Current expected value: 78%]

Two lines of prompts flashed before Chen Ling's eyes, and he was slightly startled. The black windbreaker stopped at the edge of the world of mortals.

Chen Ling looked back and looked in the direction of the main city of Hongchen. It had been a long time since he left the main city, and the outline of the main city was blurred... But in this dark night, something seemed to be happening. .

"Expectations have risen again... What's going on?" Chen Ling murmured to herself.

Expectations increased for no reason, and something bad was definitely going to happen. Chen Lingzai carefully reviewed the recent events in her mind, but she still didn't expect there would be any hidden dangers...

"Yeah?"

In order to avoid attracting too much attention, Chen Ling covered the piled banknote box with a layer of black cloth. At this moment, the clown was sitting on it, swinging his two short legs while looking at Chen Ling doubtfully, as if asking Why don't you leave.

"...It's nothing." Chen Ling shook her head and continued to move forward.

The current increase in expectations is probably related to the situation in the main city. Chen Ling thought about it, the battle between Beidou Consortium and Huadu Consortium, Jian Changsheng duo, Liu Qingyan, Huang Consortium... these seemed to be all possible.

Although he has left the main city now, the turmoil caused by his stay in the main city in the past few days cannot be dissipated as soon as he leaves... Chen Ling has a hunch that in the next period of time, the situation in the main city should be different. Quite turbulent.

The note Chen Ling left for the Huang Consortium before leaving was actually not a secret method that could turn things around, it was just a reminder...

As the special envoy of the Golden Society, Chen Ling is at the center of the storm in the struggle between the five major financial groups. He is the most sensitive to the general trend of the main city. He even instigated the fight between Beidou and Huadu, and the conflict between the two parties has reached an irreconcilable level. .

Chen Ling knew very well that the dying Huadu Consortium, which he had tortured, would definitely not be a match for the Beidou Consortium. No matter how hard Zong Wen struggled, it would only be a matter of time before the Huadu Consortium fell.

When a whale falls, everything thrives. The collapse of the Huadu Consortium will inevitably release a large amount of resources. Chen Ling's reminder to the Huang Consortium is to let them not be afraid of the power of the Huadu Consortium and start dividing or even annexing the Huadu Consortium as soon as possible. Resources, if it is too late, if several other major consortiums intervene, and some small consortiums are sipping on the soup behind, then a good opportunity will be missed.

Although Chen Ling doesn't know how much benefit the Huang's consortium can get from this opportunity, it will definitely be more than the money they got from being cheated by him. It can also be regarded as a return of favor... What's more, in case the Huang's consortium If you really seize the opportunity, you can count it as your own support, and maybe it will be a big help in the near future.

Chen Ling made a thorough calculation of the situation in the main city of Hongchen in her mind, and pushed a car full of banknotes into the mountain peak, slowly disappearing at the end of the horizon in the night.