The madman looked at him with a smile, nodded with satisfaction and said: "Not bad, not bad. I appreciate your decision and courage."
"I hope your next performance will not disappoint me."
The madman said, looking at the camera on the stage.
"Before I begin, I need to make sure of one thing."
"Now the entire concert should have been broadcast live to major online platforms around the world through these cameras, right?"
…
Douyin platform.
A live broadcast room called Tianshen Temple Execution is currently broadcasting the content of Lin Muxue's concert.
Logically speaking, this kind of scary and thrilling live broadcast content should be banned immediately by the live broadcast platform.
But in this live broadcast room, Douyin’s backstage staff couldn’t turn it off no matter what.
Douyin's official backend data has been hacked, and they have even lost the authority to open and close the live broadcast room. They can only allow this live broadcast room to do whatever they want on Douyin.
Online viewers were dumbfounded.
Compared with live audiences, audiences on these online platforms have more courage to express their opinions.
After all, through the screen, can Tianshen Temple really kill him?
"These guys from Tianshen Temple are really a bunch of out-and-out lunatics! They can actually do such unscrupulous things and don't take human life seriously at all. It's terrible!"
"Yes! Look at how they just killed the first young man as lightly as they killed a piglet. Really...how could there be such a terrible person in the world?"
"They are all madmen! Just like this guy's code name, he is an out-and-out madman! All of us should unite to destroy this terrorist organization!"
"..."
Online viewers were furious.
Not only the Douyin platform, but also many domestic video websites, such as a certain two-dimensional website and major video platforms, are all synchronizing this live broadcast.
There are also large foreign video websites and social media...
This live broadcast is like a virus, sweeping many social software and video media around the world...
…
on site.
After the madman confirmed, he picked up a butcher's knife and walked step by step in front of the middle-aged man.
He laughed evilly, "You don't need me to remind you what you should do next, right?"
"Whoever is the most unhappy among the members of the Inhuman Group, just pick a person at random and poke his neck, chest, heart, belly... No matter where it is, as long as it's the place you want to poke, you can poke it as much as you want. Stab it down!"
"Don't worry about the consequences, because at least if you kill someone here, you can still survive today. Even according to the laws of the Dragon Kingdom, you will not be sentenced to death if you are coerced to kill."
"But if you don't follow the rules of the game, you will definitely die today."
The madman first weighed the pros and cons for him, and then said in a persuasive voice:
"You must have accumulated a lot of stress in your daily life, right? Earning money to support your family, your career, and the bullying from your boss...now! You can vent all these negative emotions at once!"
The madman said and handed the butcher's knife directly to the middle-aged man's hand.
The middle-aged man's face suddenly changed, like an overturned palette.
Everyone in the venue held their breath, and their eyes were focused on him.
The middle-aged man glanced at the strangers, and every time he glanced at a person, the other person's expression would change drastically.
Although these people in the strange group usually have great magical powers, ordinary people cannot compete with them.
But today, they have been captured by the Temple of Heaven and have no power to resist.
If a middle-aged man wants to kill them, it is really as easy as killing a piglet!
"I'll give you one minute to choose a target. If you don't take action within one minute, I will treat you as giving up this game."
From the side, the joking voice of a madman came.
The middle-aged man originally wanted to delay time, but when he heard this, he knew that his plan had failed.
Time passed by minute by minute.
The change and savior that the middle-aged people expected did not come, and the madman's countdown came to the end.
"Three, two...one!"
"It's him! It's him!"
The middle-aged man's body trembled, and he quickly pointed at a fat man.
The madman raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? Why him?"
The middle-aged man took a deep breath and said, "Because...because he looks like the boss who bullied me."
"Then why are you hesitating?"
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, with an apology and a fierce look in his eyes...
He stepped forward and thrust a knife into the body of the little fat man who had no power to resist.
"Pfft!"
The little fat man's neck was immediately penetrated, and blood sprayed out like a fountain!
His body was twitching wildly, and the vitality in his eyes quickly faded.
"don't want!!"
"stop!!"
"..."
Next to them, everyone in the alien group kept shouting, but they couldn't change the outcome.
The audience in the stadium also exclaimed.
Their eyes looked shocked and horrified.
The madman laughed maniacally.
"Hahaha!! Okay! Okay! As expected of the lucky audience I picked, they are so bloody!"
"I'm afraid the members of this alien group never dreamed that they would die in the hands of an ordinary person in the end. This is fate... Hahaha!!"
After the madman finished laughing, his eyes fell on the people in the alien group, his eyes taunting and teasing.
"The group of aliens... Haha, do you really think that you are the savior of the world? In front of our Celestial Temple, you are just a group of ants who are manipulated at will."
"You can't protect the people you want to protect. You can't even protect your own wealth and life!"
"Anyone who goes against our Heavenly Temple will not escape this fate!"
The faces of everyone in the alien group changed drastically.
The death of the little fat man made all of them clearly aware of one fact.
They are human, and they die.
And now they are facing an unprecedented survival crisis!
"Clang!"
With a muffled sound, the butcher's knife in the middle-aged man's hand fell to the ground, and the expression on his face turned to fear and fear...
The madman smiled, suddenly walked up to him and said:
"This lucky viewer, I need to interview you now. Please tell the truth. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to help but kill you with a knife."
The middle-aged man trembled and nodded quickly.
Seeing this, the madman asked: "How are you feeling now? Please describe it carefully."
The middle-aged man was stunned, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
"I...I feel...I feel very scared and panicked. I feel like I shouldn't kill anyone, but...but...but I can't help it."
The madman smiled and said, "Besides these, do you have any other moods?"
The middle-aged man was silent.
After a long time, he said something that caused the whole place to fall into dead silence.
"I'm still a little excited."
