I'm not a drama god

"So fast!?"

Sun Bumian looked at Liu Qingyan in surprise as she quickened her pace. After they looked at each other, they immediately chased after her.

Liu Qingyan followed the red line in her hand, traveling through a deserted neighborhood. The red thread swayed in the void and finally disappeared in front of an unfinished building.

It was an unfinished building with only the foundation support completed, no roof, and no exterior decoration. From a distance, it looked like an abandoned ruin. The cold wind surged in the empty floors, making a whimpering sound.

“…He is right here.”

Liu Qingyan held one end of the red silk thread and spoke with certainty.

Jian Changsheng and the other two looked at each other, then walked straight into the unfinished building. After touring the entire floor, they said suspiciously:

"But there's nothing here..."

"Didn't I tell you? He hid the red heart in the crack of space." Sun Bumian spread his hands, "Even if they are in the same place, they will be in another space. We can only see the red heart by breaking into their space."

Jian Changsheng stretched out his hand and punched the void twice, but he hit nothing. He was a little annoyed:

"This [hide and seek] is too disgusting! We have clearly locked the location of the red heart, but we just can't get in??"

"Our rank is not high enough, and the path has nothing to do with space, so it's not easy to get in." Sun Bumian said in a deep voice, "But being able to lock the position of the red heart is already very good. There must be someone in the Dusk Society who can break through the space!

We will seek help immediately, and then..."

"Walk!!"

Jian Changsheng was extremely anxious. He didn't even wait for Sun Bumian to finish speaking. He turned around and rushed out of the unfinished building.

But after running two steps, Sun Bumian and Jiang Xiaohua saw Jian Changsheng standing there in a daze. He stared blankly ahead, rubbing his eyes hard, with an expression as if he had seen a ghost...

"Spades, what's wrong?"

Jian Changsheng did not answer. He just took a step back in shock, and then another step back...

at the same time,

A man wearing a blood-stained law enforcement officer's windbreaker slowly walked into the unfinished building, and walked forward as Jian Changsheng subconsciously retreated...

"How is this possible..." Jian Changsheng muttered to himself, "I thought you had already followed Aurora City..."

Seven silver lines flickered silently on the hem of the law enforcement officer's windbreaker.

The man in the black windbreaker fluttered like a ghost in the unfinished building where the cold wind was howling. He came to Jian Changsheng, glanced at him casually, and then looked into the nothingness in front of him. A field quickly opened up under his feet!

"Get out of the way, young man." The man said calmly, "You're blocking the road."

Jian Changsheng was stunned. In the face of the raging pressure from the opponent's military god, his [Shura] seemed a little weak and helpless. As the opponent's domain gradually opened up, Jian Changsheng gritted his teeth and could only dodge to the side.

The slender fingertips grasped the gun handle and slowly raised it from the center of the field, the dark muzzle locked onto the void...

next moment,

The trigger of judgment sounded in the cold wind.

……

Justice judges the court.

"To sum up..."

"After the final trial by this court, the defendant Chen Ling is guilty of multiple crimes, which are unforgivable..."

The new judge stood in the center of justice, reading out the verdict on paper in a serious manner; on the seat filled with the smell of blood, hands soaked with sweat were nervously recording every word.

Tick ​​tock—tick tock…

Blood dripped from the corners of the scarlet robe, gradually forming a pool of blood. Chen Ling stood there quietly with eight bloody holes on his body, his eyes still filled with strong sarcasm and disdain.

[Audience Expectation Value +5]

[Current expected value: 85%]

As two lines of text floated up in front of Chen Ling's eyes, his brows raised slightly.

I didn't do anything, but the audience's expectations increased significantly. According to experience, it is likely that some changes have occurred in places I don't know about...

Could it be...

Chen Ling looked around and finally looked at the tightly closed door, with a gleam in his eyes.

The new judge turned another page of the manuscript. At this time, he only had the last sentence left... He took a deep breath, suppressed his voice as much as possible, and spoke slowly:

"This justice court, based on the interests of humanity and moral justice, has, after final judgment, sentenced the defendant Chen Ling to death... to be executed immediately."

The judge put down the manuscript with a pale face and turned to look at Huang He.

Huang He, who had been sitting in the first row nonchalantly, finally stood up slowly, holding down the straw hat on his head with one hand, and walked to the center of the court... All the reporters present put down their pens and papers, raised their cameras and pointed them at his back, their hearts in their throats.

They knew that after all the superficial processes were completed, the most critical link finally arrived...

Execute the world-destroying disaster fusion, the Twilight Society's Red Heart 6, Chen Ling.

"Do you have any last words?"

Huang He stood in the center of the court, in front of Chen Ling. He moved his calloused hands and spoke expressionlessly.

"If I were you, I wouldn't waste my time talking nonsense... After all, villains always die because of their excessive talk." Even though it had come to the point of execution, Chen Ling remained extremely calm.

"Haha, at this point, you still haven't figured out the situation?"

Huang He stood in the center of the courtroom, the pale lights of countless cameras flashing behind him, as if giving him a halo of light. Against the backdrop of this dazzling light, his facial features facing Chen Ling became dark and blurry.

He raised his hand, pointed at Chen Ling, and raised the corner of his mouth:

"Now, I am on the side of justice... and you are the villain."

Chen Ling sneered, not even bothering to talk to Huang He anymore. He slowly raised his arms in the red robe, looking like he was ready to kill you...

The pale camera light flashed frequently, reflecting the indifference and disdain in Chen Ling's pupils, as if in his eyes, all this was a ridiculous farce.

When Huang He saw Chen Ling's eyes before he died, his face became even gloomier. He did not hesitate any longer, but raised his hand and grabbed Chen Ling's head fiercely!

boom--! ! !

Almost at the same time,

A deafening explosion sounded from behind him!

Waves of terrified shouts came from the reporters' seats. Huang He's pupils suddenly contracted and he turned around abruptly...

At some point, the door of the court had been blown to pieces, and the bubble shell outside that originally isolated the space was like a giant gap that was blasted open by a gun. The surging air waves brought with them the cold wind that came from nowhere and poured into every corner of the court.

The dazzling white light filled the outside of the door, making it impossible to see the scene outside... But then, a figure wearing a blood-stained black windbreaker slowly walked out of the white light. A cold wind blew from behind him, blowing the door fragments on the ground into flying pieces like snow.

A cold voice sounded in the courtroom:

"You guys...are you worthy enough to represent 'justice'?"