Is the Evil God Me?

When Willy's head exploded, his skull drooped disgustingly and curiously, his lower oral tissue was exposed to the air, and the abstract paintings smeared with blood and brains became his final artistic creation.

Who did it?

For a time, everyone on the podium looked at each other, their uncontrollable suspicious eyes wandering between each other.

Undoubtedly, when Logarius was about to use Willy to operate on him, to further demonstrate the [Continental Physician Association]'s determination to pursue peace, Willy was directly silenced. This is equivalent to a **** pot directly buckled on the body of the Medical Association, because Willie died directly, who knows if you are an afterthought.

Lynn was also stunned.

The pervert who just competed with himself just now, and just like that, he was killed by a headshot.

It seemed that the roar of gunfire that had just come from a distance was still echoing in his brain, and Lynn didn't know what to think for a while. I just think it's like a lady's veil. After one layer is peeled off, there is a deeper layer behind. You can never see the truth underneath, only the undercurrent is surging.

Gradually, Lynn's ears began to be filled with the roar of boiling up in the venue.

Some people are screaming, some people are questioning, some people are shouting, and these people are all in chaos. That shot directly destroyed half of the cornerstone of the peace conference. Now people desperately need an answer, and the demand for peace even surpasses the fear of death.

Compared with the neat and powerful slogans before, the boiling venue is like boiling hot oil, chaotic and disorderly.

The indoor surveillance members arranged by [Lamp Holder] were also in chaos. Their eyes were subconsciously attracted by the **** horror scene on the podium.

"Emiste!"

Lynn shouted, but the scene was really too noisy. Even if he used all his strength to shout, his voice was instantly drowned in the chaotic waves and became a new noise.

"..." The countess held Lynn's arm nervously, this delicate and mature rose seemed to be saying something to Lynn.

The scene was too chaotic, and it was very likely that it would turn into a stampede. Lynn wanted to send the countess to a safe room first. After the podium, there were passages leading to other exhibition areas.

At this time, Lynn didn't care about the polite distance either. He put one hand on Emister's fragrant shoulder and stared vigilantly in all directions.

"Lin... look..."

"What!?" The intermittent voice made Lynn only judge what she was saying by the opening and closing of the beautiful mature woman's lips.

"I said... look, someone..."

This time, Lynn heard it more clearly, and he also saw it as the countess pointed. However, the chaotic and noisy pictures he saw made him stop involuntarily.

The three of them were approaching the podium with the help of the chaos in the venue.

Their expressions seem calm, but their eyes are wide, their cheek muscles are pressed down, and their brow lines are twisted, which is a typical aggressive expression. Trust Lynn, when someone has that look on their face, you better run away, or they're likely to warmly invite you to an unrestrained street shootout.

Not just three people!

Lynn's memory palace flickered with multiple images. In this extreme chaos, he saw at least five people with the same expression, approaching the podium.

Their goal is to...

Ziegler! !

'Oops, something big is going to happen. ’

Lynn subconsciously wanted to shout to his colleagues at [Lamp Holder] to remind them that there was a problem at the scene, but his voice would undoubtedly be drowned out by the sound in front of him. The little gentleman subconsciously touched the revolving pistol in the gun pocket at his waist. There is a saying called firing a warning shot.

The normal sound of gunfire is not like the one played on TV.

In fact, the sound of gunfire is like someone blowing a large firecracker in your ear, and it may not be just one. Shooting in a small space, the sound of the shock alone can make a person incapacitated.

Are you going to shoot?

A very fatal choice was placed in front of Lynn: if he didn't shoot, he would pull the countess out of the arena temporarily. No matter what happened, he didn't have to take the blame. Shooting, the chaotic scene in front of you may be out of control in an instant, and the intensified chaos may cause many innocent people to die in the stampede.

There is no time to hesitate! Make your choice, now! !

Take responsibility

"Cover your ears!"

The next moment, Lynn shouted directly at Amiste, then grabbed her entangled hands and covered her ears. Then Lynn Cuibi's eyes were firm and calm, and he decisively took out the revolver to remove the safety.

Muzzle up, pull the trigger!

boom! ! !

The sound of gunshots like blasting thunder instantly drowned out the rest of the noise. Lynn, who held the gun aloft with a serious face, had a dazzling temperament that I took on. And Emista, who was beside him, covered her ears gracefully, her eyes flashing with love, and she looked at the boy who chose to stand up.

Who am I?

A reporter's camera happened to be aimed at Lynn, and the scene was frozen. The elegant lady and the heroic young man can feel that they are a good match by looking at them.

"enemy!"

This short-lived calm was seized by Lynn, who shouted loudly, reminding his colleagues that the enemy had been mixed in at the scene.

[Lamp Holder] Several team members arranged here have already taken out their own weapons~www.wuxiamtl.com~ With Lynn's reminder, they also found those who were sneaky and approaching the podium. The weapons in the hands of the believers of the forge are about to burst into flames from the smashing brilliance of the forge.

"Go on, for the [Jewel Club]!"

Seeing that one of them had been exposed, one of them directly shouted a slogan.

Wearing a black coat, he rushed towards the podium, which was less than a dozen paces, in three or two steps. The next moment, bullets from three directions penetrated the man instantly, and the blood mist erupted like no money.

Before Lynn had time to rejoice, a hurried whisper from the Black Holy Grail could be heard in his ears.

He felt that the overflowing [spring] and [desire] were violently surging, as if the chemicals in the reactor were fully reacting, and a strong sense of threat urged Lynn to leave here quickly. And the man who was shot several times did not die. The bleeding body under his coat swelled and wriggled rapidly, and even disgusting granulation proliferated directly from the wound.

[Spring] and [Desire] are based on intertwined forces, and wave after wave of agitation, this person also quickly swelled into a flesh ball that was nearly three meters long. His flesh was almost transparent, and there was a disgusting fluid gel underneath. .

He knows that his marksmanship is poor and his combat effectiveness is not as good as that of a goose.

Lynn dragged Emiste without hesitation and ran backwards. The countess had already listened to Lynn completely at this time. The two of them had just walked around the stage and were about to leave through the back door.

A sudden explosion caused the entire venue to be filled with mourning.

The last sound Lynn heard before pulling the countess away from the venue was.

The gunfire rang out, and the blade of the sword shone brightly.

The powerful Beyonders began to suppress.