I'm not a theatre god

Lu Xun took off the microphone and pressed a series of numbers one after another. A burst of melodious music slowly sounded.

Yang Xiao did not stop him or leave, but quietly squeezed into the phone booth with him. His consciousness had begun to follow the communication signals to search for the location of Director Sun...

The ringing sounded for more than ten seconds. Just when the two thought they couldn't get through, a voice rang from the other side of the phone:

"……Hello?"

…

Two figures fell towards a moving freight train in the night.

Before Chen Ling could stand firm in the car, the hurricane beneath his feet suddenly dissipated. Fortunately, his balance was extremely strong, and his feet were still firmly planted on the plastic tarpaulin used to cover the cargo.

Chen Ling looked up and saw the masked man staggering on the truck in front of him and almost falling down.

"What's wrong with you?" Chen Ling stepped forward against the wind and asked.

"...It's okay, I'm just a little tired."

The masked man's voice sounded slightly tired.

A flash of doubt flashed in Chen Ling's eyes. It stands to reason that although it has been a long time since the masked man intervened on the battlefield, he did not take action very frequently. He spent most of the time talking and flying in the wind... Could it be that the flying was like this? Consume mental energy?

"Then you should take a rest quickly."

"There's no time." The masked man turned his head and looked in a certain direction, "They are chasing me again..."

Under the vast darkness, several helicopters were roaring and approaching here. At the same time, one could see silhouettes of people jumping directly from the cabin and flying straight towards this place!

"Why are they still lingering?" Chen Ling couldn't help but speak.

"As far as I know, the two diviners in Bureau 749 need a certain interval every time they locate their position in the air. But now they are tracking too fast, which means it is not the position calculated by divination, but the location on you. Some kind of tracking technique.”

"Tracking..." Chen Ling looked down at her body and found nothing strange.

"Their tracking methods are not so easy to see." The masked man shook his head, "If you can't cancel the tracking, you can only rely on distance to get rid of them... Those people's ranks are not that high, and their skill range is Shanghai, if we can escape from the Shanghai area, they probably won’t be able to pursue us anymore.”

"Then why don't we just leave with the wind?"

"..."

The masked man smiled bitterly, raised his hand to grab the edge of the mask, and slowly took it off.

In the dim moonlight, the ferocious face separated from his body, and a slightly pale young face was exposed in the air, with helpless eyes...

Almost at the same time, Chen Ling clearly felt that all the mental power in the masked man was being transformed into an ordinary person.

"you……"

Chen Ling had never seen anyone's rank and spiritual power disappear suddenly, and she was extremely surprised for a moment.

"My power comes from 'mask' and 'prayer'... But this process cannot last too long, and the power brought by the ritual will gradually weaken over time." The masked man looked down at the mask in his hand,

"Pick you and leave."

Chen Ling had never heard of this method of obtaining power. He had thought that the mask was a very special sacrificial vessel, and that the power of the masked person came from the sacrificial vessel... But now it seems that this is the other party's Shinto. Special place. "...It's indeed complicated enough." Chen Ling couldn't help but ask, "Then you won't be able to fight anymore?"

The masked man held it in for a long time and finally said:

"You wait for me to slow down, there is still a chance."

"Then it should be coming..."

Before Chen Ling finished speaking, he suddenly seemed to be a different person. He kicked the masked man in the chest without hesitation, and kicked him several meters away from the truck compartment, rolling to the ground in a panic.

As he himself said, if Chen Ling hadn't used any force to pick the resistance, he would have been kicked to death by now.

Almost at the same time, a sniper bullet whizzed past Chen Ling! !

If it hadn't been for Chen Ling's kick just now, the masked man would have been shot in the head and died without a burial place. This is not just speculation, but what really happened in the previous script...

Scarlet blood flowed from Chen Ling's seven orifices, and the whole person looked extremely ferocious.

"……Um?"

A few kilometers away from the freight train, a woman carrying a sniper rifle wondered, "It's impossible...how did he sense it from such a distance..."

Chen Ling didn't have such a strong sense, nor could he predict the future. He witnessed the masked man's head explode a second ago, and then activated [Card] instantly.

He changed the last line of the script and rewrote the fate of the masked man being killed, but the price was that he felt as exhausted as if he had been overdrawn.

"Last time I lost one of my hands, and this time I almost shot me in the head... Do you really think I can't do anything to you just by hiding so far away!?"

Chen Ling's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes. He roared, jumped into the air from the freight train on cloud steps, and rushed towards the sniper with overwhelming murderous intent!

The female sniper was startled, but she did not panic. Instead, she immediately looked through the sniper scope, and the dark muzzle began to track Chen Ling, who was moving at high speed...

Chen Ling, who was walking on cloud steps, moved very fast. In just a few seconds, she had already covered two-thirds of the distance between the two of them. The red opera robe was zooming in quickly in the sniper scope!

This is a battle of speed and accuracy, and the female sniper is extremely confident in her shooting.

"Looking for death." The sniper gritted his teeth and said.

Bang--! !

The light of Bingshendao flashed behind the sniper, and the next moment, a bullet with several skills whizzed across the sky!

But she never expected that Chen Ling had no intention of dodging, and let the bullet smash his right ribs and lungs, and the scarlet blood bloomed like fireworks!

The sniper scope magnified every detail on Chen Ling's face. He was bleeding from all seven orifices and now looked like an enraged beast. His eyes were like a knife with cold light flashing, shaking the sniper's heart.

When the red robe disappeared in the sniper scope, she subconsciously looked up. Under the hazy moonlight, a red ghost had flashed in front of her!

"You..."

Before the sniper could open his mouth, a boning knife instantly cut through an arc, and a startled head flew high in the darkness...

Chen Ling, covered in blood, stood firmly beside the fallen sniper's body, and the scarlet blood dripped onto the ground along the blade of the boning knife...Almost at the same time, a series of pale and strong helicopter spotlights overlapped and locked onto his figure...

It was as if he was standing under a spotlight that attracted everyone's attention.