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◎Death Concerto. ◎

On the simple and empty stage, Sang Jiu walked out slowly from behind the screen on the right wearing Wugou haori, and then knelt down in front of the microphone wrapped with poppies in a graceful posture.

The handsome young man held a white bone fan in his hand, and swept the hem of his clothes with it neatly. His black eyes hidden behind his fringe raised a haughty arc, and he looked carefully at all the dark and quiet corners under the stage, feeling his heart beating fast.

"It's boring...the 'game' has finally come to this moment."

As a Shinigami trainee, Sang Jiu successfully started this job under the leadership of the "mentor", successfully mastered the power of life and death, reversed fate, reversed the universe, and perfectly held this sinful city covered in thorns in his hands.

There will be no more crimes, everyone yearns for peace, behaves like a lamb, and the noise that revives immediately proves that Sang Jiu's decision is right!

Although Sang Jiu's approach is not the same as the "rule of death" taught to him by the 'mentor' at the beginning.

But Sang Jiu believes that, compared with the straightforward and gentle approach of the "mentor", it is better to use thunderous means to kill the evil in the bud.

"Cough, can you hear me?" Sang Jiu closed his eyes hard to clear his mind, and when he opened his eyes again, there were suddenly four more people tied up in the auditorium, and they were looking at Sang Jiu in horror—

Those were his original family members, and they were the 'closest relatives' who forced Sang Jiu to die at a young age and squandered his inheritance!

"Come on, let's enjoy the last feast together!"

With a strange and satisfied smile, Sang Jiu untied the haori button, faded behind his body, and started his performance on the stage in a black kimono representing death and judgment.

Heart beating, jumping and jubilation spreading, Sang Jiu shook his head, his chest rose and fell vigorously, expecting them to die in despair and ugly one by one, turning into the most classic segment in this performance.

"Spending my flesh and blood, devouring my soul, sitting on the so-called glory and wealth..."

"However, you foolish idiots don't know that everything will be used by me in the end!"

Sang Jiu grinned and clapped his hands amidst their crazy expressions──

With a 'slap', a woman with scantily clad clothes who had molested Sang Jiu when she was a child, her neck was instantly twisted out of thin air, and she fell down on the seat with staring eyes amidst the screams that stopped abruptly!

"Ahh, let us go..."

"Father begs you..."

"Sang Jiu, you must die!"

Sang Jiu tapped the stage with her fan, her tone changed.He continued to rap and sing the adapted Zhongshan wolf story, but his eyes looked more and more dangerously at the three people who were still alive and twisted their bodies in an attempt to ask for help, and the rhythm of the performance gradually became more and more exciting.

After clapping hands again and again, as Sang Jiu became more and more wild and loudly laughed, everyone in the audience finally paid the price for half their lives in various miserable and treacherous gestures of death!

"Thank you, thank you." Once again returning to the ending without spectators, Sang Jiu straightened her back gracefully, swept the entire performance hall proudly, slowly closed her eyes, opened her arms, and muttered to herself in enjoyment.

"Thank you for enjoying today's performance!"

"I'm very happy to see that since the selection of 'Sin City', there has been no more sins."

"Really?" A man in a black suit stood at the entrance of the performance hall with an elegant smile.

Then, under Sang Jiu's instantly stiff expression, the man walked with crisp steps, embracing a bouquet of Bana flowers, as if he had been precisely measured, and walked thirteen steps before he came to Sang Jiu, who had already drenched the entire stage with cold sweat.

"You've learned well." The man hooked his empty hands, and Sang Jiu could only watch helplessly as she raised her hands high, palms up, lying on the ground, looking up at the man as if begging for alms. ...excessive?"

A cluster of pale orange flames flickered, reflecting Sang Jiu's fear and the man's leisure.

"I don't get the point, Sang Jiu." The man commented on Sang Jiu's performance from the beginning to the end. With his eyes raised, he quietly looked at the 'apprentice' who was shaking in shock, and smiled slightly, "This way How can you be one of us?"

Become a Grim Reaper?

or die?

What a joke!

"Director, mentor... please forgive me..." Sang Jiu, who had just realized that he was still invincible, could only crawl on the ground at this moment, like an ant, begging the other party for alms .

The man's eyes widened, and the bouquet in his hand was suddenly crushed and condensed into a long black and red knife.He stepped in front of Sang Jiu with one foot, and the tip of the knife firmly pressed against the gradually growing fireworks in his palm.

"Didn't you make no 'mistakes'?" The man's amber eyes were full of evil like honey, and his voice made Sang Jiu tremble with joy, "I'm so confused."

Sang Jiu, on the other hand, was like a furry cat, twisting her body on the ground and begging bitterly, for fear that the man would kill her in the next second──

He has clearly seen with his own eyes the appearance of a man reaping his life by any means, and he has also seen the other party punish a 'disobedient' apprentice, and he has been ravaged|ravaged to the point of death...

"I was wrong! I really know I was wrong!" Sang Jiu broke out in cold sweat, thinking of the teaching of the 'mentor', then suddenly remembered what he had done, and loudly 'admitted': "I shouldn't abuse my ability! I shouldn't have killed my family either!"

"Teacher, please, I'm just temporarily infatuated..."

The man seemed to find Sang Jiu's intercession quite interesting. He tilted his head, as if admiring the intern's dying struggle, with a smile on his half-covered face, "It's a pity, the fire is about to go out."

"Don't you think it's good to be a god of death? Don't you think it's great to manipulate life and death?"

"Shall I give you another chance?"

Sang Jiu didn't expect such a good thing.

How strong a man's ability is, how ruthless his methods are.There was no room for betrayal in his eyes, and he never made a mistake even when he was on duty.

Men are the strongest gods of death, even other gods of death have to stay away.Sang Jiu used to be proud of having such a mentor. When walking in the "City of Sin", he quietly imitated men countless times──

The will of iron and blood, absolute black and white poured over the city.

In just 22 months, the blood-stained city was cleaned up by Sang Jiu.

There is no crime, no criminals, and there are many bones under the throne, all of which are proofs of Sang Jiu's ability!

"Don't worry, I will definitely do better next time!" Sang Jiu looked at the smaller and smaller Minghuo, and couldn't help but want to take out her heart, so that the "mentor" would raise her hand, her tone was so loud Fast and urgent.

Anyway, as long as this hurdle is passed, wouldn't it be up to Sang Jiu to decide what to do and how to do it?

"call."

But what Sang Jiu ushered in was the ending where the man smiled and gently blew out the tiny flame of life.

The curling smoke permeated the fragrance of the other shore flowers, which also fixed Sang Jiu's expression in disbelief.

"Your distraught expression is so beautiful!" The man laughed loudly, as if mocking Sang Jiu's stupidity and the absurd years in the past, "Whatever I can give you, I can naturally take back."

In the empty performance hall, only one person took the curtain call.

The man clapped his hands lightly, and a long and flat notebook elf suddenly appeared in his hand.

Zhuo Fu let out a long breath, his expression flickered for a while, and he struggled slightly, finally he still pushed away the notebook, and quickly recorded the plot and inspiration he had rewritten.

The sound of 'da da' is endless, brisk, without hesitation, like a concerto without an audience.

──In the past, there was a hard-working boy Sang Jiu, who was abused, cold-violated, and betrayed since he was a child, but he still tried his best to work hard.

──Father ignores, stepmother intends to abduct and sell, stepsister is obscene, lover poisons and kidnaps, obviously earning tens of thousands of wealth, but the whole world seems to feel sorry for Sang Jiu.

──Before he died, Sang Jiu discovered that his lover was a child of the Sang family, and he was just an accidental mistake, but everyone thought he was disgusting, thinking that all his achievements were obtained by selling himself.

──After Sang Jiu was killed by his 'family', after seeing their evil deeds with his own eyes, he came back to life with resentment, got the golden finger of death, and decided to set things right and bring back the sinful city that the Sang family ruled!

──You bullied me and humiliated me in the past, but now I will take away everything you have and destroy it.Once I fell into the abyss and was in pain, now I want you to suffer a hundred times and taste the taste of eternal doom!

But in fact, Sang Jiu not only cut the Sang family into pieces, but also used his death power to reap the lives of all the people who had committed crimes in the world, no matter how serious they were, and gave them severe punishments.

A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, he makes people dare not have the slightest thought of committing a crime, no matter how far the criminal escapes to the ends of the earth, he will be killed by Sang Jiu's curse.The world is silent, and everyone lives in fear, not even daring to run a red light...

Sang Jiu's world has become orderly and docile, and there is nothing 'wrong'.

But is that 'right'?

"What a good setting, how did it change?" Zhuo Fu murmured to himself, and quickly called up the outline with his ten fingers, rewriting the plot of the accidentally unscripted performance.

──Sang Jiu, the death trainee, came back to life after being humiliated in the previous life. He decided to reverse his tragic fate. He used his golden finger to promote good and punish evil, and cooperate with the country to bring all kinds of difficult criminals to justice. Maintain world order.

──The people who once framed Sang Jiu were defeated by Sang Jiu in various ways, and watched the benefits that should have been at their fingertips go far away.Sang Jiu made their crimes known to the world and was cast aside.

──Sang's father committed suicide in prison, his stepmother died in poverty on the street, his step-sister went crazy and was imprisoned in a cell, and his former lover died of poverty and serious illness.

──The flowers of evil in the dark are eradicated by the scythe of death, and justice is no longer late.Everyone's life is guaranteed, and happiness puts a happy smile on everyone's face.

──Sangjiu, the god of death, won everyone's respect and love.

After Zhuofu has finished modifying all the settings, press Enter to send.Zhuo Fu suddenly noticed that Sang Jiu, the god of death on the book cover, suddenly smiled at him in relief, and then a faint golden light floated from Sang Jiu's body into Zhuo Fu's chest.

Immediately, Zhuo Fu felt his eyes darken and lost consciousness.

【Ding!Congratulations on completing the warm-up copy.The test of death. 】

[Congratulations to the host for successfully recovering the gold-level character design.Death card. 】

【Are you ready? 】

[The feature film is about to start. 】

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