Who wants to become a god? Aren't you all forcing me?

Zhang Kong glanced at Xue Rui with a cold face: "There are surveillance cameras in the gym. It wouldn't be good if it got out. Let's find another place to fight."

Gong Xin raised his hand and patted Zhang Kong's shoulder, saying indifferently: "Uncle Zhang, just relax. Even if I kill this kid here, my dad can take care of it."

"It's good that you know what you're doing. By the way, go straight home after school recently. Don't go to those messy places. The Disaster Water is in the dark, and we are in the light. Even with the An Tong Division in City 11, we can't relax our vigilance," Zhang Kong earnestly instructed.

After speaking, he walked to a resting chair next to him, sat down, and closed his eyes, no longer speaking.

After three minutes of continuous beating, the group gradually stopped. Xue Rui, who was surrounded, was like a dead man, curled up on the ground sideways.

"Is he dead?" Gong Xin asked casually.

One of them kicked Xue Rui with his foot, looked at him for a while, and said, "No, this kid's body is still trembling."

"Oh?" A hint of surprise flashed in Gong Xin's eyes: "He's quite resistant to beatings!"

"Damn, bro, look at this lock screen wallpaper!"

One of the guys with a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks trotted to Gong Xin and put Xue Rui's phone in front of him.

"What lock screen wallpaper could... Damn!"

Gong Xin suddenly widened his eyes, snatched the phone from the other party's hand, and greedily looked at the wallpaper.

It was a group photo, or rather, a photo of Xue Rui and a young woman.

The woman in the phone had delicate features like a painting, and her smile was like a blooming peony, intoxicating.

Gong Xin's嘴角勾起 (Gong Xin's mouth curved up), threw the cigarette butt in his hand, walked to Xue Rui, and held the phone's wallpaper in front of him: "Kid, who is this woman?"

Xue Rui weakly opened his eyes. After seeing the woman on the wallpaper, his dim eyes trembled slightly, and after a few seconds, he closed his eyes again.

"Hey?" Gong Xin reached out and patted Xue Rui's face: "Speak up, are you pretending to be dead with your eyes closed?"

Xue Rui remained silent, still closing his eyes, not saying a word.

"Okay, okay, you won't talk, huh!" Gong Xin smiled, stood up, and shouted to the others: "Hold his head up for me, I'll wake him up. By the way, remember to get a close-up of this kid's face."

"Okay, boss."

Soon, a few people worked together to hold Xue Rui in front of Gong Xin.

Gong Xin asked with a cold face and a deep voice: "Are you sure you won't talk? If I record a video of this, you'll never be able to hold your head up again."

There was no response.

"Okay, start recording!" Gong Xin grinned and was about to unbuckle his belt when a series of muffled footsteps came from the shadows of the gym.

"Wow, this is truly an eye-opener. Are people so bad these days?"

From the shadows, a young man in a black hooded sweatshirt slowly walked out.

The young man was holding a cup of milk tea in his left hand and a mobile phone in his right hand, pointing the camera at the direction of the group: "You don't need to record, I've already recorded it."

Gong Xin stopped his movements, narrowed his eyes, and sized up the young man: "Who are you?"

The young man joked calmly: "I'm just an ordinary photographer, here to record your disgusting points."

"I think you're really out of your mind, daring to film anything. You..." The weasel-faced lackey was about to step forward but was stopped by Gong Xin.

"Have we met somewhere before?" Gong Xin asked curiously.

"Heh heh heh." The young man smiled: "It should be online, after all, my videos are quite popular online."

After speaking, the young man slowly removed the phone blocking his face, and at the same time, completely walked out of the shadows, exposing his face to the sunlight.

"Recognize me now!" The young man's eyebrows curved, revealing a bright smile.

In an instant, the group seemed to be paused, stunned in place. The gym was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Gong Xin's body trembled constantly, and the flesh on his face shook like an engine: "Disaster... Water?!"

"It's Disaster Water, it's Disaster Water!"

"Quick, quick..."

Gong Xin turned his head in a panic and shouted loudly: "Uncle Zhang, save... huh?"

The seat was empty, and Zhang Kong, whom he had been thinking about, was striding towards the gym door, fleeing.

"Gong Xin, run!" Zhang Kong shouted without looking back, with no intention of rescuing him.

Asking him to risk his life to resist Disaster Water? Wasn't that a joke?

He was just an ordinary person earning a fixed salary, why would he sacrifice his life for work?

One stone stirred up a thousand waves. After hearing Zhang Kong's words, everyone panicked and ran towards the gym door.

In an instant, Xue Rui was left alone, lying alone on the ground.

"Am I that scary?" The young man touched his face, then smiled and threw the milk tea cup into the air.

Whirr ~

Silky smooth milk tea outlined a graceful arc in the air. After a few seconds, drops of earthy yellow water spewed out like bees from a hive, tearing through the air and rushing towards the fleeing crowd.

Shoo shoo shoo——

Puchi… Puchi… Puchi……

The sound of flesh tearing resounded continuously in the gym, and glittering blood flowers bloomed on the field. Gong Xin and his lackeys fell to the ground one after another, letting out bursts of miserable wails.

Whether it was intentional or not, the parts of these people that were pierced were not fatal, as if the fake Disaster Water didn't want to kill them all.

Zhang Kong, who was running at the front, grabbed the horizontal knife at his waist after hearing the sound of the wind behind him, twisted his waist, and blocked behind him.

Bang!

The cold light of the blade caught the earthy yellow water droplets, but it didn't block it.

With a "crack" sound, the horizontal knife broke directly, and the drop of water pierced through his forehead in Zhang Kong's horrified eyes.

"Why... is... that..."

The vitality in Zhang Kong's eyes faded rapidly, and he fell straight to the ground.

Even in death, he didn't understand why he couldn't even block a drop of water.

In less than a moment, everyone in the gym lost their ability to move, lying on the ground and wriggling towards the gate like caterpillars.

The fake Disaster Water held his mobile phone and slowly approached the crowd: "Don't be afraid, how could I let you die so quietly? It has to be a grand and lively one, ha ha ha."

……

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City 11 TV Station

Inside a spacious and bright dressing room, Li Chenqiu sat on a chair like a figure, letting the makeup artist next to him work on his face.

The reason he was sitting here had to be traced back to two hours ago:

"Hello, we are from the Minju Interview program team, and we would like to invite you..."

"Sorry, I don't have time, and I don't like being noticed."

"Please consider it. The interview only takes half an hour, and you can decide the specific time. The remuneration is 500,000 Federal Coins."

"I really don't have ti... wait, did you just say a string of numbers?!"

Therefore, under the coercion of money, Li Chenqiu was forced to sit here.