Chapter 108 It's Not My Fault

After that, Blue signaled the staff off the stage again, asking them to call the patrol bureau immediately, otherwise he would not be able to stop him.

Seeing this scene, Arthur was not nervous, turned a blind eye, and answered: "What does their life and death have to do with me? It's not me who is wrong, it's this world, hahahaha..."

After that, Arthur laughed wildly again, laughing backwards.

"Mad man, this is definitely a mad man."

"Why did you invite such a mad man to the show today? His words are not consistent."

"Yeah, he said he was his friend, and then he said he was unfortunate. I think the friend he was talking about is himself."

"He also said that he shot three gang rapists and killed twenty patrolmen, and he said he was a devil. He must have a fantasy,"

"This is not Dragon Country, where did the devil come from? This clown is crazy about fame."

... The audience below whispered and talked about it.

However, the three people on the stage heard it clearly.

"Mr. Clown, I want to ask, is what you just said true?" The resident guest looked a little nervous, stood up slowly, and asked while backing away.

He was afraid that the clown would have a mental illness, which would be bad for him, so he chose to stay away from him.

"You said you are a demon? I don't believe it, unless you change into one for me, Mr. Clown." Blue pretended to be calm, stood up slowly, asked with a smile, and gradually backed away.

"You just want to make fun of me, Blue, you don't deserve to see." Arthur said, and decisively took out a pistol from his arms.

The dark muzzle was aimed at Blue, and with a bang, a bullet was fired from the hole.

It went straight through Blue's head, blood and brain matter spurted out, and Blue, with his eyes wide open, was full of disbelief, and his body fell to the ground.

"Ah... murder." The resident guest saw the scene in front of him, screamed in fear, and ran away.

But no matter how fast a person can run, he can't be faster than a bullet.

"And you, don't waste your energy." Arthur aimed at the back of the head of the resident guest and raised his hand to shoot again.

Blood spurted out along with brain matter, and the resident guest fell softly to the ground.

The whole scene under the stage was noisy, and everyone was terrified when they saw such a bloody scene, and fled in all directions.

"And you, didn't you laugh loudly just now? Don't rush to run away, I still have a show at the bottom of the box, the clown battle royale, start." Arthur pointed the muzzle of the gun at the audience under the stage again and pulled the trigger.

Every shot hit the head, and the head of the person shot was blooming, blood splattered, and fell to the ground.

The original live broadcast scene was like hell, with exclamations, fear, screams... corpses everywhere, and blood soaked the entire ground.

"Stop, clown, stop your crime."

A figure in a black cloak broke through the window directly from the outside. As the glass fragments scattered all over the ground, the figure stood there with a livid face, staring at Arthur who was shooting crazily.

…

Metropolitan City.

On the street, Ye Lingtian, waving six sickle arms, was slaughtering the citizens of the United States crazily.

Countless citizens fled like headless flies, and the whole scene was in chaos, with broken limbs everywhere, like a Shura purgatory.

"You devil, damn Dragon Country devil, the Superpower Alliance will not let you go." A blond young man ran away frantically, but his mouth was still hard.

"Will not let me go? You mean that wall-climbing monster! Half of its body has been cut off by this seat, and it is still a question whether it can survive." Ye Lingtian jumped into the air and jumped directly in front of the blond young man.

A trace of cruelty flashed in his scarlet eyes, "If he hadn't run fast, this seat would have cut him into pieces long ago. Do you expect him to save you?"

After speaking, he raised his sickle arm and chopped it down directly.

"The superpowers will definitely kill you." The blond young man looked terrified, turned around and ran, roaring.

Puff... The white blade slashed down, and the blond youth was directly cut in half.

"Everyone, run... run..."

"Why did the demons from Dragon Country come to our side? We should condemn Dragon Country to the international community, but they actually dropped demons to us."

"This must be a conspiracy of Dragon Country, wanting our country to be in chaos."

"Damn, why haven't the people from the Superpower Alliance come yet? This demon has killed thousands of people."

"Damn, those cowards are not really scared, are they afraid of the demon? A bunch of cowards."

Those beautiful citizens who were running away cursed while running away desperately, with fear and anger on their faces.

"You people are really talkative." Ye Lingtian jumped up and came directly to the beautiful citizens who were constantly talking.

"Please spare us."

"I have old people and children at home, waiting for me to go back and take care of them."

"Please spare me, noble demon."

"We didn't mean to scold you, we scolded the superpowers, please spare our lives."

Several beautiful citizens looked terrified, and said timidly, their bodies kept retreating.

Ye Lingtian didn't say much nonsense, and the five sickle arms chopped down directly, and the five people were cut in half on the spot, and they died without a complete body, and fell down with their eyes open.

Suddenly, a starlight appeared out of thin air and fell directly to the distance of the thousand-arm demon Ye Lingtian.

"Hey, is someone finally here?" Ye Lingtian looked over with a fighting spirit in his eyes, and his face was full of excitement.

The starlight fell on the ground, and a huge khaki figure shook his head and scanned the surroundings, "My God, where was it dropped to?"

"No, what did I just see?" The scarlet eyes of the khaki figure shifted to Ye Lingtian again, and he said in disbelief, "Fuck, Thousand-armed Demon?"

"Superpower? No, the aura on you is similar to mine, are you also a demon?" Ye Lingtian did not attack, but asked in confusion.

Apart from meeting Wang Feng, Guo Li, and Su Qing, he had never met other demons.

"I am Sequence 17, Chongyan Demon." Chongyan wondered in his heart how the Thousand-armed Demon could be here, but he still answered directly.

"Teleport?" Ye Lingtian wondered in his heart, and he appeared out of thin air in the United States, and asked Chongyan again: "How did you get here?"

"Did the master drop me here to ask me to help him?" Chongyan guessed in his heart, and pondered for a moment.

Still believing in his own guess, he said to himself: "Yes, this must be the Lord's intention, otherwise why didn't he send me somewhere else, but here."

"Hey, I'm asking you a question." Ye Lingtian's six sickle arms glowed coldly, and his scarlet eyes were already a little impatient.