Wu Heng felt the effect of "Ask for Name", put away his pistol, took out a wad of U.S. dollars from his pocket, and handed it to the penniless punk girl in front of him as mental compensation.

"This is my number. Remember to tell me when J.P comes back."

Terry was confused by this series of changes, but she still subconsciously took the money.

"I know, he will be back tomorrow!"

"Okay, it's none of your business here."

After Wu Heng finished speaking, Terry felt like she was being pardoned, but she didn't dare to show it. She took two tentative steps back while carefully observing Wu Heng's expression.

This kind of plot where you first deliberately say to let the other party go, and then suddenly shoot someone behind the scenes,

She has seen a lot of them in movies.

It wasn't until she took seven or eight steps back and a parked car appeared next to her that she suddenly bent over, hid behind the car, lowered her head and ran away.

Wu Heng ignored Terry's nervous performance and turned around to leave, intending to walk around the streets of New York and appreciate the exotic customs.

When walking a distance of fifty meters,

But he suddenly turned around, with a cold expression on his face, a hawk-like gaze, and suddenly stretched out his left hand.

Bang~!

The sound of a sniper gun came from five hundred meters away. Wu Heng opened his palm and saw a 12.7 mm bullet lying in his palm. The warhead had deformed.

Wu Heng's eyes narrowed and he saw the sniper holding a gun, a young man with a dull expression.

Faced with his outrageous behavior of holding bullets in his hand, the young man not only did not panic and run away, but calmly loaded the bullet and planned to continue shooting.

And Wu Heng didn't feel any fear from this young killer.

Turn your palm over and the bullet falls freely,

The bullet case turned into iron powder just an inch away from his hand. A black and red venomous snake sprang out from the palm of his hand, passed through the flying iron filings, and disappeared into the air.

puff!

The boy who was continuing to load the bullet had his head explode like a watermelon, and bleeding holes appeared in his body until finally a skeleton was left.

In the abdominal cavity of the skeleton, a poisonous snake gradually dissipated.

Wu Heng turned his attention to the place a hundred meters to the right of the young killer, which was a film and television entertainment office building.

What he just felt, the eyes looking at him,

Not one, but two.

One was the dull young man who was obviously controlled by someone, and the other was from the fourth floor of this office building.

The moment he turned to look over, the window of the second room on the east side was instantly closed.

Wu Heng turned into a column of black smoke and flew straight away, smashing the glass and falling into the room.

In the luxuriously decorated office, a secret slot on one side of the wall was opened, like an exhibition cabinet, displaying various large and small firepower weapons.

A fat middle-aged man wearing a black suit and gold-rimmed glasses was touching one of the RGP rocket launchers with his thick palm.

Hear the sound of broken windows,

He turned to look at Wu Heng who suddenly appeared. His originally cold face immediately turned into a gentle smile:

"Sir, the way you appeared is really bizarre. Did something happen?"

"I don't like playing riddles. Tell me the reason why you did it." Wu Heng said indifferently with an expressionless face.

"I don't understand what you are doing, but if you are willing to talk about the process, I would be happy to hear your experience."

The middle-aged man with glasses showed a hint of attentiveness as he spoke.

But in his eyes, the pupils were rotating slightly, and there was a black dot the size of a sesame seed in the center, which was constantly rotating.

Wu Heng felt a weak mental control from it. Although it was weak, this kind of control was beyond the scope of hypnosis and did not belong to ordinary people.

He stretched out his left hand, and a poisonous snake spread and stretched,

Wu Heng controlled the long snake, like a needle passing through a thread,

The snake body first penetrated the left calf of the fat middle-aged man with glasses, making a bloody hole, then penetrated back to the other right calf, and then penetrated the two thighs back and forth, using the snake body as a thread to sew the legs together. ,

Then the snake spreads,

After wrapping around his waist twice, he followed the middle-aged spine, climbed up to the back of his neck, and then climbed over the back of his head.

finally,

The snake's head landed on the fat middle-aged man's forehead, and the blade in the snake's mouth turned into a sharp hook, tightly hooking the middle-aged man's forehead bone.

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts, spare my life, I still have a long life, I can't just die like this."

The middle-aged fat body couldn't stop trembling and screamed fiercely. He felt the unbearable pain.

"Can we talk now?" Wu Heng said coldly.

"I, I, say, say anything!" the middle-aged man said with a trembling voice. He had already felt the extreme pain and the breath of death.

His whole body was controlled by Wu Heng's poisonous snake. He couldn't even use his own abilities, let alone a rocket launcher.

In addition to the bewitching ability of his eyes, he can also control or even kill a person through touch.

But what made him despair was that Wu Heng didn't give him a chance to get close to him.

"Tell me the reason for attacking me first. I'm very curious."

The sweat on the middle-aged man's sore forehead slid down his face. He looked around and then said in a trembling voice:

"Your sudden appearance destroyed the theater of life that I directed, causing the plot to be NG and causing me huge losses. I was so angry that I arranged for someone to take action."

"Theatre of life?"

"We have created a live-action film and television program that uses the power of the crew to interfere with and control someone's real life and direct a real story. The actors will not know that they are in the show until they die."

"Tellie is a character we selected. She will choose to commit suicide because of constant lovelorn, abandonment, emotional frustration, work frustration, poverty, and ultimately loses the belief in survival."

"But your sudden appearance and the money given to her are likely to give her hope again."

"Although I have arranged for someone to rob her halfway, in order to prevent Terry from finding you again, and based on the conversations we monitored, you will most likely appear in the club again, so you must become a part of the tragedy. "

"Let's help Terry lose her faith in survival!"

Wu Heng laughed when he heard this. This is really an interesting reason.

"It seems I'm really in the way. My question is, what's your name?"

"Majid Henry."

"Very good, Henry. Since you are filming a show, you must have an audience and interests. You have said so much, are you waiting for your audience to save you?"

Wu Heng looked at the open space on the side of the bedroom and said indifferently:

"You've been watching him for so long, aren't you planning to save him?"

"Or do you regard all this as a drama?"

After he finished speaking, there was still no movement in the bedroom, as if there were only Wu Heng and the middle-aged people here.

"Since you like watching it so much, then I will direct a play."

"Use him as a starting sacrifice ceremony!"

With a thought, Wu Heng hooked the fat middle-aged snake's mouth with a sharp hook, and suddenly pulled it back, and the middle-aged head was violently torn off.

The snake's body dissipated and the human head fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

Immediately, three venomous snakes emerged from Wu Heng's left hand again. These venomous snakes extended to the empty space of the bedroom on the other side.

The snake's body danced in the air, a venomous snake capable of destroying immortality, and pulled out three humanoid figures in the air.

These three people had quietly changed positions just now. They still thought Wu Heng was bombing them.

Puff puff!

The three snake bodies penetrated and sewn the limbs of the three people as before.

They emerged from the air, about 2 meters tall, with muscular bodies, lizard-like gray skin, faces like crab heads, and four fluorescent green eyes on their foreheads.

"How could you see us!"

Originally, I saw three inhuman creatures who were slightly fat, middle-aged and dead, but still showed excited expressions.

At this time, the smile had stagnated on his face, and then turned into an expression of pain and disbelief.

"Non-human races like to read stories, especially sad, painful, and bloody stories. There are also directors who specialize in directing human stories for you so that you can have stories to watch."

"It seems that you are of the Jai-Wai clan!"

Wu Heng did not answer their questions, but looked back and forth at the appearance of the three people, combined with their behavior, and expressed his guess.

According to some worldview records he had read in his previous life, this race possesses ‘divine nature’.

once in a while,

They all come to the world in different forms, sometimes as humans, sometimes as animals, sometimes as other things.

Their purpose in coming to this world is very simple - to read stories.

Unless there are special circumstances, this race generally does not interfere in the human world personally.

Because according to them,

That would taint and destroy them.

But this does not prevent them from finding humans as tool workers. As for being able to extend their life span in return, this is a reward that most people cannot refuse.

"How could you know so much about our race? There are no records in human books. It's impossible for humans to know." The Jiaduo man on the left endured the pain and said in shock.

"Then do you think I look like a human being?" Wu Heng asked with a smile.

Jiawu on the left heard the words and blurted out: "By the way, you are not a human, that's why you know!"

"wrong answer."

With a pop, the Jiawu's head was torn off by the snake's head, and he lost his breath.

This turn of events instantly startled the two Jiadou on the side, and their earthy gray skin turned into dark gray, which was a sign of great fear.

So what if we have ‘divine nature’?

They don't have the benefit of being resurrected by Leviathan like the monks from hell. Death is real death.

"I'm not interested in your stories or directors, but I know how picky you are about your stories."

"A story about a prostitute and a scumbag won't attract three girls to watch it together, oh, no, now there are two."

"Tell me, what are you here for?"

Wu Heng was a little confused. Ordinary people's stories would not let them have three people, but if they could predict that Wu Heng would come here, or that Nail Head would be resurrected here,

Or maybe you're waiting to see Nailhead's killing show, which is also an unlikely thing.

Wu Heng believed that they did not have the ability to predict the future.

"Of course we are here to watch the show." Jiawu said in the middle.

"Watch the performance of 'a girl who has experienced suffering in the world, and in desperation, sacrifices her body, summons disasters, and kills humans'." Jiawu on the right saw Wu Heng's expression turning cold and immediately added.

"What disaster do you mean?" Wu Heng asked again.

The disaster that will happen here will only be that Nailhead will be resurrected and massacre.

But this was only known because he had foresight. How did these three people know about it?

Could it be that in this plot world, there are still people like this who can predict the future?

Predicting the future is definitely not something ordinary power can do. There are too many things involved, and it is even countless times more difficult than destroying the entire world.

"Referring to the remaining parts of the Aiad Ouroboros."

"My human director, the middle-aged man just now, summoned us and said that he found a seal in the underground waterway of New York. He threatened to cause trouble and invited us to watch."

"He wanted to direct a tragic killing drama about supernatural power in exchange for a 300-year lifespan."

"I agreed to his request and called two friends. If the performance is successful, we will each give him a hundred years of life."

The two Jiawuo tribesmen told each other exactly the purpose of their trip.

Wu Heng was shocked when he heard this name.

In this world, there is a place that is the starting point of everything and the source of everything.

It is called the Origin, also known as the Sea of ​​Dreams.

It was originally discovered by the ancient Greek philosopher Plato, who called it Atlantis and was passed down in code.

There are also many creatures, animals, plants and civilizations in the origin, which is a place that many people yearn for.

But about the Aad Ouroboros,

It is the darkest existence on the other side of the Sea of ​​Dreams, a collection of all corruption, darkness, and fear.

It does not have a specific form or specific distinction between individuals.

They or it are like a huge wall of flesh, able to drown everything that passes by.

The interior of the Ouroboros is composed of countless infinite loops, which is why its name includes "Ouroboros", which means infinite loops, transformations, but never destruction.

It appears in different forms, in different cultures, and has many code names.

Among the identities that appear in the human world, there are two names that have been used: Satan and the Old One.

Wu Heng recalled the information about Ouroboros,

He suddenly remembered that in the comics, there was a hybrid of a human and a human from the original world. The other person once summoned the part of the Ouroboros to the human world in an attempt to destroy the world.

Although it was stopped in the end, it is not certain that humans really sent all the remnants of Satan back to the Sea of ​​Dreams. After all, it is immortal.

"Where is the seal?"

When Wu Heng heard this disappearance, he instantly made calculations in his mind.

He had always wanted to enter the Sea of ​​Dreams, but had no chance.

Because the requirements for entering the Sea of ​​Dreams are too harsh, there is currently only one way to open the road to the origin from the human world, and that is to obtain skills.

Such a thing as skill,

But Nailhead obtained it after betraying Leviathan later. After he obtained the skill at that time, he became as big as the earth.

Even if Wu Heng wants to plan, he has to wait until plot time.

But taking advantage of this opportunity, there might as well be a way to weaken the difficulty of entry.

By the way, you can also add a burden to the resurrected nail head.

After all, with greater ability comes greater responsibility.

"We can take you to the location, but please let us go. We can guarantee that we will never come back to the real world to create stories within a thousand years." The two Jiadou pleaded.

“No haggling!”

Wu Heng instantly controlled the contraction of the snake's body, and their necks were instantly pulled straight, making a popping sound. With more force, the necks would separate.

Wu Heng used the snake body connected to his palms to control the two of them, like puppets holding strings, allowing them to constantly point the direction.

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