I'm not a drama god

Scarlet blood splashed on the screen behind the stage,

The drum beats and the sound of silk and bamboo on both sides of the stage disappeared instantly!

Everyone was stunned for a moment, their pupils shrank suddenly, and the strong smell of blood suppressed the alcohol in their bodies. They stood up suddenly, with disbelief written on their faces!

"you……"

Bone Sword slowly raised his eyes from his bloody chest and looked at Chen Ling's face.

He seemed to have thought of something,

"Are you...that boy's...brother?"

A large amount of blood gushes from his throat, making his words slurred and his expression horrified.

"Do you like to tear out other people's hearts and lungs?" Chen Ling's cheeks were blood red, and there was strong hatred and madness in his eyes. "Today... I will dig you out too!"

"Give me the knife!!"

Chen Ling raised her hand to the void behind her.

A sharp dagger suddenly trembled violently on the waist of a Bingquan Street resident who was staying in place in the audience!

It was as if an invisible hand grasped the handle of the dagger, pulled it out of the sheath, and roared towards Chen Ling in the center of the stage!

The "audience" is cooperating with his performance.

Chen Ling held the dagger and thrust it into the bone knife's chest like lightning, following the blood hole he opened with his hand, and disembowelled it in an instant!

The bone knife opened its mouth uncontrollably, and the extreme pain made it scream. However, the blood constantly pouring out of the throat blocked the trachea, and only a painful whine could be heard.

Blood mixed with the organs and flowed outward from the slash mark. The bone knife fell to his knees limply. His hands frantically tried to stuff those things back in, but without even pulling twice, the movement slowly stopped...

he died.

In his pupils, he reflected the bloody stage, everything about himself... more importantly, fear and helplessness.

Chen Ling looked at the bone knife kneeling in front of him, and his expression didn't change much. This was his first time killing someone, but perhaps because of the surge of hatred and adrenaline, he didn't feel much... Except for a little faint nausea.

He didn't notice that at this moment, a black star lit up slightly in the snow-covered sky.

"Chen Ling?! Are you crazy?!"

"As a law enforcer, you kill people indiscriminately without any reason!! You will be punished!!"

When Qian Fan saw this scene, his pupils involuntarily dilated, and he immediately yelled.

On the bloody stage, the man in red slowly turned around...

The young man's cheek was still covered with hot blood. He held the dagger and looked down at the horrified people in the audience, his eyes full of murderous intent and madness!

At this moment, the dense blood on the stage screen behind him lit up slightly, like countless scarlet eyes opening in the darkness, sitting in the empty auditorium, watching everything.

[Audience Expectation Value +5]

cluster--

Just a soft sound was heard, and all the torches in the house were extinguished at the same time.

"Chastise me?"

Chen Ling chuckled lightly. He slowly raised his fingertips and touched the hot blood on his cheeks. A touch of blood appeared in the corners of his eyes... Chen Yan, who was once wearing red makeup, overlapped with Chen Ling's face in a daze. The aura suddenly became strange and bloody!

He is the dead soul Chen Ling, and he is also the dead soul Chen Yan. He is the person in the play who performs alone under the gaze of the disaster of "annihilation".

"Why do you punish me?"

"Who among you can punish me?"

The next moment, the figure in red disappeared from the stage.

A dagger cut through the void at the same time, so quickly that no one present could react. Then a muffled groan sounded, and a Bingquan Street resident closest to the stage had a splash of blood on his neck and fell to the ground.

Li Mang, Sun Laoliu and others were shocked. They had all fought against Chen Ling and knew how terrifying the opponent was.

The most important thing is that today they all came to celebrate and have fun. Almost no one brought a gun, and at most they hid two cold weapons... But even when they took the gun in the tavern, they didn't kill Chen Ling, let alone Is it now?

The red ghost shuttled between the tables, frantically harvesting the lives of these people. As more and more people were killed, Chen Ling had completely overcome the shadow of some evil deeds, and became inexplicably skilled.

Amidst the heavy snow, a bloody and strange massacre took place in the house.

at the same time,

A few hundred meters away from the house.

"He actually attracted the attention of the 'Bingshen Dao'?" Chu Muyun stood under the snow-covered tree, staring at the house in the distance. "I didn't expect that he is really a genius... when it comes to killing people."

"It's not just the 'Bing Shen Dao'."

In the void, a man's figure shrouded in black shadow slowly emerged.

"Didn't you notice? The stars of the 'Witch God Way' have also reacted..."

"'Wusman Way'?" Chu Muyun was startled, "What does he have to do with 'Witch God Way'? Why did he stir up 'Witch God Way'?"

"do not know."

"But don't you think it's weird?"

"what?"

"How could a fusion arouse the attention of Shinto? Moreover, he is also a fusion with the 'World Destruction' level..."

"There's nothing strange about this. He just attracted attention, just like his own talents were noticed by Shinto, but he didn't really get [divine favor]... The path to the gods will not be left to monsters."

"I see."

"But this kid is really crazy and ruthless. You have a good vision."

Chu Muyun smiled slightly and said nothing.

"But then he was in trouble."

"why?"

"I smell it." The shadow man paused for a moment, "The law enforcer named Qian Fan has the aura of a 'sacrificial weapon' on him."

……

house.

As Chen Ling raised his knife and dropped his sword, seven or eight residents of Bingquan Street died one after another.

In the absence of thermal weapons, these residents of Bingquan Street almost all chose to flee, but their speed was far inferior to Chen Ling who had the [Killing Dance]. As soon as they reached the vestibule, they were hunted down one after another!

"Brother Fan! What should I do?!" a law enforcer said hurriedly.

"He should have obtained [God's favor] and entered the divine way..." In Qian Fan's mind, he recalled the scene where Chen Ling took the dagger out of thin air, and his face was extremely ugly, "Damn it, which way did he go?" Shinto?"

"Then he is considered a law enforcement officer?" Another law enforcement officer turned pale, "How can we beat him?"

"Why hasn't Brother Ma come yet?!"

"It's too late... If this continues, not only will Bingquan Street be completely wiped out, but we may not be able to save our lives."

A fierce look flashed in Qian Fan's eyes. He reached out and took it out in his arms, and something wrapped in black cloth appeared in his palm.

As he gradually untied the black cloth, a broken finger bone was exposed to the air...