There was silence.
But the actor looked around and was dissatisfied.
"Are you panicking?"
He looked confused.
"Why are you scared?"
Guests present: ...?
Why are we so panicked? Don’t you have any idea?
Facts have proved that the actor may really have no such thing as number in his mind.
After not getting a response for a long time...
"Ah, I see-"
He tilted his head and speculated innocently.
"Are you worried that you won't be able to participate in my performance?"
Guests present: ...? ? ?
We're not, we don't have it, don't talk nonsense!
"I don't--"
Under intense fear, some guests immediately tried to argue.
However……
Another slight raise of his eyes.
Even though his flesh and blood were torn apart, the actor still had that gentle smile on his lips.
He clasped his hands in front of him, tilted his head, and tilted his ears, as if listening to something.
"Did anyone speak just now?"
Everyone present:...
At this moment, there was total silence.
very good.
"Since everyone is so enthusiastic..."
The actor sighed with emotion, and wiped the non-existent tears from his eyes with "touch".
"Then, today's performance is cancelled. According to everyone's wishes... please help me make some puppets for the performance."
What?
What is the connection between attending a show and canceling the show and making puppets instead?
Why did participating in the show end up turning into making puppets?
No way, who made him the organizer of the event?
The reason is that he likes it.
In the increasingly deep voice, the actor turned his fingertips.
The next second——
The manipulated guests, as if they had received some instructions, left their seats with stiff steps and gathered in the center of the dining area.
The actor carefully marked them with numbers.
"No. 1 bones, No. 2 skin, No. 3 meat, No. 4 blood, No. 5 liver, No. 6 heart, No. 7..."
While marking, he introduced the parts of the body that these people had requested before.
Until the last one is marked...
"boom!"
There were no people anywhere, leaving only piles of corpses as high as one person.
The actor stood in front of the pile of corpses.
He kneaded the last heart, and a few drops of blood dripped down the gaps in the gloves - with a simple exertion, the heart turned into a pool of fleshy foam.
Throwing the puddle of fleshy foam behind him, and taking off his dirty gloves, the actor just looked up with a little helplessness.
"Don't worry about these small details, let's get back to the topic..."
"Before dinner is over, find the right materials and make the right puppet..."
He spread his hands, his gentle smile gradually becoming weird.
"If I can't give you the puppet, I'll have to do whatever it takes to fulfill your wish to participate in the show..."
Without continuing, the actor looked at the sudden change in everyone's expressions and raised the corners of his lips in pleasure.
A sharp sound started the melee.
The body parts were looted wildly, and the originally peaceful scene was gone in this moment.
"So cruel——"
"yes……"
Listening to the sudden sound in his ears, Feng Feng subconsciously answered.
etc!
This sound...
Storm's body shook as he regained consciousness.
He turned his head little by little - and not surprisingly, he met a pair of smiling eyes.
"Okay, what a coincidence..."
The stumbling voice contained a paleness that Zangya couldn't hide.
"do not worry……"
The smile in the actor's eyes was very strong.
He sat on the stage, supporting his chin with one hand, tapping his knuckles on the table unconsciously, and following a unique rhythm, watching the chaotic battle of life and death below, laughing with joy.
"Look, it's such a wonderful drama——"
storm:……
It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly realized what kind of performance it was, the performer was just here to have fun!
Oh shit!
I misjudged this madman. He is not only a bitch, but also a pervert!
