Chapter 358: You Can't Do Anything

[Audience Expectation +3]

[Current Expectation 69%]

As Chen Ling shot and killed the five judges one after another, the expectation value reached the final stage. His wild laughter gradually subsided, and he looked coldly at the crowd swarming out... and there was one last fish that slipped through the net, mixed in among them.

This judge was quite cunning. After rushing into the crowd, he put on an opera robe that someone hadn't had time to take. Plus, with his back to Chen Ling, it was hard for Chen Ling to distinguish who he was in the dark.

Just as he squinted to identify him, in the dark corner, a girl quietly extended a foot...

"Ouch!"

A bloated figure was tripped and fell to the ground!

Chen Ling immediately turned his gaze. The figure was tripped to the ground, and his face couldn't be seen, but Chen Ling recognized his hand at a glance. Those hands covered with long black hair left a deep impression on him... After all, he had seen this hand drag the girl into the room at the office door just a moment ago.

When his gaze fell on the girl's face, his eyes narrowed slightly...

"Damn it, it's you? You stinking bitch, you dare to trip me?!"

The judge raised his head, saw Liu Qingyan's lowered face, and was instantly furious, slapping her cheek!

Snap—

Liu Qingyan couldn't dodge. Her cheek swelled up, her messy hair fell, and strands of blood flowed from her bitten lips...

She raised her lowered head slightly. Under her messy bangs, those red eyes were full of stubbornness and anger.

"Don't forget who gave you this chance to pass!! You still dare to trip me now?! I'll beat you to death, you stinking bitch! Slut! Whore..." The judge cursed while continuing to raise his hand to slap her again, but a figure had already arrived behind him.

Snap—!!!

A slap ten times louder than before landed, knocking him unconscious to the ground.

Liu Qingyan, who had already closed her eyes, was slightly startled. After slowly opening her eyes, she saw the figure in red had already arrived behind the judge.

"The last bit... depends on you." Chen Ling casually picked up an iron rod he had found somewhere, looked down indifferently at the last person lying on the ground, took a deep breath, and swung the iron rod toward his head!

Bang!

Bang!!

Bang!!!

One blow, another blow, and another!!

With every blow, the judge's body on the ground would shake violently. Warm blood splashed onto Liu Qingyan's cheeks and skirt, and her little face was deathly pale.

[Audience Expectation +3]

[Current Expectation 72%]

When this line of characters floated out, Chen Ling finally stopped the iron rod that had been bent by the blows. He glanced indifferently at the corpse that had turned into mush on the ground, dropped the rod, and turned to leave.

From beginning to end, he didn't even look at Liu Qingyan.

And Liu Qingyan, covered in blood, stared blankly at the departing bright red opera robe.

Every bullet he fired, every iron rod he swung, every splash of blood and brains he smashed out, were deeply engraved in the depths of her heart... In her pupils, only the back of the figure in red remained.

Liu Qingyan's body began to tremble. She looked down at the mush at her feet. The gloom that Chen Ling had personally shattered turned into strength, pouring into her body continuously...

Driven by hatred, Liu Qingyan grabbed the iron rod on the ground and smashed it madly against the mush again and again!!

The girl's thin body didn't exert much strength, but with every blow, she vented the resentment and grievances in her heart. She smashed it again and again until her hands were numb, until the mush no longer looked like a human, before letting go of the iron rod.

Clang—

The iron rod fell to the ground. Liu Qingyan had used up all her strength and sat weakly on the ground. Her black pleated skirt was stained in the pool of blood, as if blood-colored petals were gradually blooming.

Just then, as if sensing something, she suddenly looked up at some void in confusion...

"He's here!!"

"Found the red-clothed murderer! He's still on stage!!"

"The suspect has a gun! Everyone get your weapons ready! Prepare to kill on the spot!!"

"This corpse is mangled... his killing methods are so brutal? It's been a long time since such a vicious incident occurred in the Red Dust Realm!"

"There's a survivor, a girl, but she seems scared silly... what did this beast do to the girl??"

"Protect the girl!! Everyone else! Follow me to catch him!!"

“……”

A large group of figures in black clothes and pants, with brown holsters tied to their bodies, swarmed in from the door, their gazes instantly locking onto Chen Ling on stage!

One group protected Liu Qingyan, while the other group drew their guns without hesitation, surrounding Chen Ling on stage. Looking around, there were more than thirty people, countless pitch-black muzzles aimed at Chen Ling's head, seemingly ready to pull the trigger at any moment.

"Drop your weapon! Don't act rashly! You are surrounded!"

"Whoever you are, you chose the wrong place to act recklessly in Liu Town!"

"You trampled on the troupe's order and killed seven people on the spot. Surrender now!!"

The leading officer shouted angrily, his voice echoing like a bell in the empty venue.

The fire on the cart gradually burned out, and Supervisor Sun's corpse was already unrecognizable. The figure in red stood calmly under the spotlight, smiling with contempt.

"Troupe order?"

"Hahahaha..."

"Yes, I trampled on it! And I killed those people."

"What... can you do to me?"

This calm voice contained an unparalleled arrogance, shaking the many officers... They had been officers in Liu Town for so many years, and this was the first time they had encountered such a situation. For a moment, they were intimidated by Chen Ling's momentum.

The leading officer frowned. He looked at the black veil covering his face. Although he couldn't see Chen Ling's expression, he could feel an inexplicable sense of crisis.

He didn't hesitate anymore and immediately ordered:

"Fire and kill him!!"

Bang bang bang bang—!!

More than a dozen guns fired simultaneously. Bullets swarmed into the body in red, and countless blood flowers bloomed on the stage!

Liu Qingyan, who was being carried away by several officers, was startled by the sound. She came to her senses and looked at the stage, her pupils shrinking violently!

"No... don't..." she muttered to herself.

Just as she struggled to get down, she heard a wild laughter coming from the stage!

Under the spotlight, the figure that had been riddled with bullet holes was laughing. His body had turned into a pool of blood red, merging with the scarlet opera robe.

He stood in the pool of blood, swaying.

"Why... didn't you aim for the head... if you wanted to kill me?"

Chen Ling sneered. In full view of everyone, he raised the gun in his hand, the cold muzzle slowly pressing against his chin...

"I said, you can't do anything."

Bang—!

Chen Ling used the last bullet to personally shatter his own head!