Chapter 520 The Performance Begins

Although this service area is abandoned, it has all the basic facilities, especially the monitoring system, which basically covers the gas station, the main building, and every corner of the two commercial streets.

However, the power supply of the service area is now turned off, and everything cannot be used... But this is not a difficult task for Chen Ling.

As long as the power supply can be restored, the monitoring covering the entire service area can be reconnected, and they can record everything here and broadcast it to anyone on the Internet at the same time.

In this era, the Internet exists. Even if there is no audience here, there can be countless audiences online to "witness" this fighting performance!

But the question now is... where to find these audiences?

Chen Ling can naturally project the picture onto every electronic device, and millions of people can watch it casually, but this is a killing performance after all. If he really does this, it will cause extremely bad social impact, and I am afraid that the police or the military will arrive here before he and Nie Yu finish fighting.

The scale of the audience does not need to be too large, and there must be no children or innocent people among them, and it is best not to call the police...

Such an audience may only be found in one place.

[Audience Expectation +1]

Chen Ling took a step forward, and his figure walked down from the clouds step by step.

He landed lightly on the top of the main building of the service area, which was about five stories high and was also the highest point between the two commercial streets.

"Sure enough..."

At this moment, on the second floor of a store on the commercial street, Nie Yu saw this scene through the gap in the curtains, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

He took a deep breath, grasped the handle of the hunting knife on his chest, and slowly pulled it out...

The sharp blade withdrew from the flesh and blood, and the gurgling blood splashed all over the ground as the blade broke through the air. Nie Yu's face was as pale as paper in the reflection of the rain-filled glass.

Although the [Demon Subduing Blood Map] has not been cleared yet, the rank is still locked at the fourth rank, but the current situation has no time for him to clean it up slowly... Only by killing Chen Ling and leaving here can he have the opportunity to do more things.

He held a bloody hunting knife in one hand, a hunting rifle on his back, and stared at the figure on the rooftop not far away, like a hunter who was very patient in finding flaws.

But the next moment, Chen Ling's actions were beyond his expectations.

Chen Ling walked to a cabinet similar to a transformer, touched it with his palm, and a fine arc of electricity exploded directly from the cabinet. At the same time, thunder roared in the clouds!

Boom--! !

As a thunderbolt broke through the sky, Nie Yu saw Chen Ling on the rooftop, and a smile slightly appeared on the corner of his mouth...

Then, one piece of neon signboard that had been silent in the darkness for a long time, lit up from the building under Chen Ling's feet to the two commercial streets!

Thump thump thump thump--

Neon signs of various colors in various shops tore through the sudden rain curtain in the darkness. This abandoned service area seemed to be completely awakened by Chen Ling, blooming with a dreamlike brilliance in the night rain that no one cared about.

These neon signs gradually illuminated the street, and also illuminated Nie Yu's face in the dark. In his stunned eyes, everything here was lit up...

At the same time, what Nie Yu did not notice was that the surveillance cameras scattered all over the street were also quietly activated.

Dazzling electric sparks gushed out of the electric cabinet, like the bright spotlight before the stage opened. In front of this spotlight, Chen Ling raised his hand and tore his chin hard!

Sizzle--

A face was blown away by the wind into nothingness, and the red costume danced wildly in the wind in the rainstorm. The surging electric sparks reflected half of Chen Ling's face, and the smile of light and shadow became more and more brilliant...

The audience was in place, the stage was in place, and the actors were in place;

He slowly squatted down, touched his lips with his fingertips, and then fell on the puddle below him, like an actor kissing the stage before the performance. A ripple in the puddle shattered his face into surging starlight.

He murmured to himself:

"The show... begins."

...

United States.

Las Vegas.

A man in a white suit, holding a glass of red wine, calmly walked through the magnificent casino, his ears filled with the excited shouts of gamblers, or the red-eyed roars of desperate bets.

Some people's chips were flying on the card table, some people's fate was defeated by the roulette wheel, and some people's red wine was shaking in the glass.

The man just quietly walked through the gamblers, like a non-existent ghost;

At this moment, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated, as if a phone call was ringing. The man naturally took it out, saw the picture on the screen, and suddenly stopped.

A touch of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Mr. Zhang, do you need to arrange lunch for you?" A blond waiter walked up to him and asked respectfully.

"No... no need."

The man's attention was all on the screen of his mobile phone. He waved his hand and said, "I need to take a break. Don't let anyone disturb me."

"Yes, sir."

As he spoke, the man opened the door of the casino's VIP room. The luxurious crystal chandelier illuminated everything in the room. He walked straight to the desk and sat down, but found that his computer had been started at some point and jumped to the same screen as on the mobile phone.

On the computer screen at this moment, the URL of the dark web has been automatically opened, and the main page of the website has been covered by a live broadcast screen... The most important thing is that there is no option to close this screen.

"The forced pop-up window can't be closed yet?" The man crossed his legs on the chair and looked at the screen with interest, "The dark web... can actually be hacked? Interesting..."

At this moment, in the upper right corner of the screen, the number of viewers is still growing wildly. "Forced pop-up" + "can't be closed" almost locks all the users of the entire dark web here. There is nothing to do except watching.

The number of viewers at this moment has exceeded 10,000.

Since it can't be closed, the man simply adjusts the screen to full screen, shakes the red wine in the glass gently, and stares at the screen...The picture quality is not clear, as if it was recorded by a surveillance camera. A large number of neon signs in the picture are lit up in the heavy rain, and on the roof of a building in the distance, a red dress is flying in the wind.

"The location is on the mainland?" The man saw the Chinese on the neon sign and raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise.

The picture is always frozen here, making the man a little confused. Just when he gradually lost his patience, a figure covered in blood suddenly stepped through the rain curtain, holding a hunting knife in hand, and slowly walked towards the red dress.

Although it was only a moment, the man still saw his profile clearly. The red wine in the glass paused slightly, and his eyes narrowed into a slit...

"'Hunter'... is it him??"