I'm Not a Theatre God

Chapter 358 You Can't Do Anything

[Audience Expectation +3]

[Current Expectation 69%]

As Chen Ling killed five judges in succession, the expectation value also reached the final stage. His wild laughter gradually subsided, and his eyes looked coldly at the crowd rushing out... There was one last fish that slipped through the net and mixed in.

This judge was quite cunning. After rushing into the crowd, he put on the robe that others didn't have time to wear. In addition, his back was facing Chen Ling, so it was difficult for Chen Ling to distinguish which one was him in the dark.

Just as he squinted his eyes to identify carefully, a girl quietly stretched out a foot in the dark corner...

"Ouch!"

A bloated figure tripped and fell to the ground with a plop!

Chen Ling immediately turned his head and looked. The figure was tripped and fell to the ground. He couldn't see his face clearly, but Chen Ling recognized his hands at a glance. The hands covered with long black sweat hair left a deep impression on him... After all, he had just seen this hand at the door of the office and took the girl into the house.

When his eyes fell on the girl's face, his eyes narrowed slightly...

"Damn, it's you? You stinky bitch dare to trip me?!"

The judge raised his head and saw Liu Qingyan's drooping face. He was furious and slapped her cheek!

Snap——

Liu Qingyan failed to dodge. Her cheeks became red and swollen, her messy hair was scattered, and a trace of blood flowed from her tightly bitten lips...

She raised her drooping head slightly, and under her messy bangs, her red eyes were full of stubbornness and anger.

"Don't forget who gave you this chance to pass!! You dare to trip me now?! I'll beat you to death, you stinky bitch! Bitch! Slut..." The judge cursed and raised his hand to slap her. A figure had already come behind him.

Snap——! ! !

A slap that was ten times louder than before fell and knocked him to the ground.

Liu Qingyan, who had closed her eyes, was slightly startled. After slowly opening her eyes, she saw a red-dressed person coming behind the judge.

"The last point... depends on you." Chen Ling casually picked up an iron rod that he didn't know where, looked down at the last person lying on the ground indifferently, took a deep breath, raised the iron rod and smashed it towards his head!

Bang!

Bang! !

Bang! ! !

One stick, one stick, and another stick! !

Every time a stick fell, the judge's body on the ground would shake violently, and warm blood would splash on Liu Qingyan's cheeks and skirt. Her little face was extremely pale.

[Audience expectation value +3]

[Current expectation value 72%]

When this line of characters floated out, Chen Ling finally stopped the iron rod that had been bent in his hand. He glanced at the body that had turned into mud on the ground, threw the stick away, and turned away.

From beginning to end, he never looked at Liu Qingyan who was standing beside him.

Liu Qingyan, who was covered in blood, stared blankly at the red robe that went away.

Every bullet he fired, every iron rod he swung, every piece of blood and brain that was smashed out, were deeply engraved in her heart... Only the back of the red-clothed man remained in her eyes.

Liu Qingyan's body began to tremble. She looked down at the mud under her feet. The gloom that was shattered by Chen Ling himself turned into strength and poured into her body continuously...

Driven by hatred, Liu Qingyan grabbed the iron rod on the ground and smashed it on the mud again and again like crazy! !

The girl's slender body did not exert much strength, but every time she smashed, she vented her resentment and grievances. She smashed with stick after stick until her hands were numb and the mud could no longer show any human shape, and then she let go of the iron rod in her hand.

Dingdang——

The iron rod fell to the ground. Liu Qingyan had used up all her strength and sat down weakly. Her black pleated skirt was stained in the pool of blood, as if blood-colored petals were gradually blooming.

At this moment, she seemed to sense something, and suddenly looked up at a certain void in confusion...

"He's here!!"

"We found the red-clothed killer! He's still on the stage!!"

"The other party has a gun! Everyone prepare your weapons! Prepare to kill on the spot!!"

"The flesh and blood of this corpse are blurred... His killing method is so cruel? Such a bad incident has not occurred in the Red Dust Realm for a long time!"

"There is another survivor, a girl, but she seems to be scared silly... What did this beast do to the girl??"

"Protect the girl! Everyone else! Follow me to catch him!!"

"..."

A large number of people in black clothes and black pants, with brown gun bags tied to their bodies, rushed in from outside the door, and their eyes instantly locked on Chen Ling on the stage!

One group of people protected Liu Qingyan, and the other group drew their guns without hesitation and surrounded Chen Ling on the stage. Looking around, there were more than 30 people, with countless black gun muzzles pointed at Chen Ling's head, as if ready to pull the trigger at any time.

"Put down your weapons! Don't act rashly! You have been surrounded by us!"

"No matter who you are, if you dare to act recklessly in Liu Town, you have chosen the wrong place!"

"You trampled on the order of the troupe, killed seven people on the spot, and you still don't surrender!!"

The leading police officer spoke angrily, and the sound like a huge bell echoed in the open field.

The fire on the cart gradually burned out, and the body of Director Sun had been burned beyond recognition. The man in red stood calmly under the spotlight and smiled contemptuously,

"The order of the troupe?"

"Hahahaha..."

"Yes, I trampled on it! I also killed people."

"What...can you do to me?"

There was an unparalleled arrogance in this calm voice, which shocked many police officers... This was the first time they had encountered such a situation after being police officers in Liu Town for so many years, and they were suddenly struck by Chen Ling The momentum was shocking.

The leading police officer frowned. He looked at the black gauze mask. Although he couldn't see Chen Ling's expression, he could feel an inexplicable sense of crisis.

He no longer hesitated and immediately ordered:

"Shoot and kill!!"

Bang bang bang bang—! !

Dozens of guns fired at the same time, bullets swarmed into the red-clad body, and countless blood flowers bloomed on the stage!

Liu Qingyan, who was being carried away by several police officers, was suddenly startled by the voice. She turned around and looked at the stage, her pupils shrinking violently!

"No...don't..." she muttered.

Just as she was struggling to get off, she heard a wave of wild laughter coming from the stage!

Under the spotlight, the figure that had been riddled with bullets was laughing. His body had turned into blood red and merged with the scarlet opera robe.

He stood in a pool of blood, crumbling.

"How come... you just want to kill me without hitting me on the head?"

Chen Ling sneered. In front of everyone, he raised the gun in his hand, and slowly pressed the cold muzzle to his chin...

"I told you, there's nothing you can do."

boom--!

The last bullet was used by Chen Ling to crush his own head with his own hands!

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