I'm not a theatre god

Although this service area is abandoned, it has all the basic facilities, especially the monitoring system, which basically covers every corner of the gas station, in front of the main building, and the two commercial streets.

However, the power supply in the service area is now turned off, and everything is unusable... But this is not a difficult problem for Chen Ling.

As long as the power supply can be restored, the surveillance covering the entire service area can be reconnected. They can record everything here and broadcast it to anyone on the Internet at the same time.

In this era, the Internet exists. Even if there is no audience here, there can still be countless audiences to "witness" this fighting performance online!

But now the question is...where to find these audiences?

Of course Chen Ling can put the picture on every electronic device and let millions of people watch it, but this is a murderous performance after all. If he really does this, it will cause extremely bad social impact. , and I’m afraid that before he and Nie Yu finish fighting, the police or the military will arrive here.

The size of the audience does not need to be too large, and there must be no children or innocent people among them, and it is best not to call the police...

There may be only one place for such an audience.

[Audience expectation +1]

Chen Ling stepped forward and walked down from the clouds step by step.

He landed lightly on the top of the main building in the service area, which was about five stories high and was also the highest point sandwiched between two commercial streets.

"Sure enough, it's here..."

At this moment, on the second floor of a shop in the commercial street, Nie Yu saw this scene through the gap in the curtains, with a cold light shining in his eyes.

He took a deep breath, held the handle of the hunting knife on his chest, and slowly pulled it out...

The sharp blade withdrew from the flesh and blood, and gurgling blood splashed all over the ground as the blade broke through the air. Nie Yu's face was as pale as paper in the reflection of the rain-filled glass.

Although the [Demon-Conquering Blood Map] has not been cleared yet, and the rank is still locked at level four, the current situation has no time for him to clear it slowly... Only by killing Chen Ling and leaving here can he have a chance. To do more.

He held a blood-stained hunting knife in one hand and carried a shotgun behind his back. His eyes were fixed on the figure on the top of the building not far away, like a hunter who was patiently looking for flaws.

But Chen Ling's actions at the next moment exceeded his expectations.

I saw Chen Ling walking up to a cabinet that looked like a transformer. She touched it slightly with her palm, and a fine arc exploded directly from the cabinet. At the same time, thunder roared in the clouds!

Boom——! !

As a bolt of thunder pierced the sky, Nie Yu saw Chen Ling on the roof, with a slight smile on his lips...

Immediately afterwards, pieces of neon signs that had been dormant in the darkness for a long time began to light up from the building under Chen Ling's feet to the two commercial streets!

Thumb thump thump thump——

Various shops and neon signs of different colors tore through the sudden rain curtain in the darkness. This abandoned service area seemed to be completely awakened by Chen Ling, blooming with a dreamlike brilliance in the unattended night rain.

These neon signs gradually illuminated the streets, and also illuminated Nie Yu's face in the darkness. In his stunned eyes, everything here lit up...

At the same time, what Nie Yu didn't notice was that the surveillance cameras scattered throughout the street were also activated silently.

Dazzling electric sparks spurted out from the electrical cabinet, like a bright spotlight before the start of the stage. In front of this spotlight, Chen Ling raised her hand and tore it hard on her chin!

Stab——

A face drifted into nothingness with the wind, a red opera robe danced wildly in the wind in the heavy rain, surging electric sparks illuminated half of Chen Ling's face, and the interplay of light and shadow made her smile become even brighter...

The audience is in place, the stage is in place, the actors are in place;

He slowly squatted down, put his fingertips between his lips, and then landed on the puddle underneath him, like an actor kissing the stage before a performance. A ripple in the puddle shattered his face into a surging wave. Starlight.

He murmured to himself:

"The show... begins."

…

USA.

Las Vegas.

A man in a white suit, holding a glass of red wine, walked calmly through the splendid casino, his ears filled with the excited shouts of gamblers, or the desperate red-eyed roars.

Some people's chips are flying on the card table, some people's fate is defeated by the roulette wheel, and some people's red wine is shaking in the glass.

The man just passed quietly among the gamblers, like a non-existent ghost;

At this moment, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated, as if a phone was ringing. The man naturally took it out and stopped suddenly when he saw the picture on the screen.

There was a flash of surprise in his eyes.

"Mr. Zhang, do you need to arrange lunch for you?" A blond waiter came to the side and asked respectfully.

"No...no need."

The man's attention at the moment was all on the screen of his mobile phone. He waved his hand and said, "I want to take a rest. Don't let anyone disturb me."

"Yes, sir."

As he spoke, the man opened the door of the casino VIP room. The luxurious crystal chandelier illuminated everything in the room brightly. He walked straight to the desk and sat down, only to find that his computer had also been turned off at some point. Start it and it will jump to the same screen as on the mobile phone.

On the computer screen at this moment, the URL of the dark web has been automatically opened, and the main page of the website is covered by a live broadcast... The most important thing is that there is no option to close this screen.

"Can't you close the forced pop-up window?" The man crossed his legs on the chair and looked at the picture on the screen with interest, "The dark web... can actually be hacked? Interesting..."

At this moment, in the upper right corner of the screen, the number of viewers is still growing crazily. "Forced pop-up" + "unable to close" have almost locked all users on the dark web here, unable to do anything but watch.

The number of viewers at this moment has exceeded 10,000.

Since it couldn't be turned off, the man simply turned the picture to full screen. The red wine in the glass was gently swaying and his eyes were fixed on the picture... The picture quality was not clear. It seemed to be recorded by a surveillance camera. A large number of neon signs in the picture lit up in the heavy rain. Suddenly, on the roof of a building in the distance, a red dress was flying in the wind.

"The location is in mainland China?" The man saw the Chinese characters on the neon sign and raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise.

The picture was always frozen here, making the man a little confused. Just when he was gradually losing patience, a figure covered in blood suddenly stepped through the rain curtain, holding a hunting knife, and slowly walked towards the man in red.

Although it was only for a moment, the man still saw his profile clearly. The red wine shaking in the glass paused slightly, and his eyes narrowed into a slit...

"'Hunter'... is he??"