There are many beautiful decorations around this stage, and in the middle of the stage, there should be a curtain to cover what Dongzi is, so that the people around him cannot see what is under the curtain for a while.

However, looking at this tall stage, among the crowds around him, except for the guys who have just arrived in Xianyang, everyone showed a look of fear and excitement.

"How did you set up a stage here? Is there any show to perform? Someone pointed to the stage and asked, it was a guy who had just arrived in Xianyang.

As soon as the newcomer's voice fell, someone laughed mockingly, "The newcomer, there will indeed be a performance for a while, but don't be scared by the performance to pee your pants!" ”

"Hehe, what kind of performance can scare me to pee? Lao Tzu has killed zombies with his bare hands! The newcomer replied indignantly.

At this moment, a figure walked onto the stage, and the noisy trading area instantly became quiet, and everyone looked at the person on the stage intently.

I saw that the man on the stage, thin and tall, was wearing a white robe, and under the white robe was carrying some exquisite small objects, such as grenades, gun barrels and other items.

In addition, the man also carried a pistol around his waist, and the shape of this pistol was also very exaggerated, like the fangs of a demon.

This pistol is called "Whispering" and can be loaded with up to four bullets at a time, but each time Whisper fires a bullet, the power of its next bullet is doubled, so most creatures cannot withstand Whisper's fourth bullet.

In addition to the white robe and the strange gun, the guy on the stage also wears a smiling mask on his face, and his right leg has a metal prosthetic.

"This stage was really built by the smiling man of Blood Luwei, and I don't know which unlucky guy will be executed here today?!" Someone couldn't help but speculate.

It turns out that it is not the first time that such a stage has appeared in the trading area.

Some time ago, there were two stages in the trading area, and each time the stage was built by a smiling person.

As for the purpose of the Smiling Man to set up the stage, it is to perform to the public and perform his gorgeous and exquisite art of killing.

"All in place, everybody, all in place." Suddenly, the smiling embers on the stage reminded the audience.

For a moment, everyone held their breath and looked at the stage with curious and blazing eyes.

Seeing that everyone was ready, Ember made a slight opening salute and lifted the curtain on the stage.

Under the curtain, there is a chair on which a man sits.

Looking at the person sitting on the chair, the audience gasped, and they were all frightened by the person's face.

I saw that the lips of the man on the chair had been sewn with needles and threads, and his ears and eyes were also tightly sewn.

Of the five views of the whole face, only the nose is still intact.

"It's Zhang Chao!"

There were many members of the Qianmo Association in the audience, and looking at the miserable goods on the stage, they immediately identified themselves.

However, although these members of the Qianmo Club recognized Zhang Chao, they could only stand on the sidelines in horror, and did not dare to step onto the stage to save people.

Because, the smiling man standing next to Zhang Chao, no one dared to provoke easily.

As the curtain was opened, Zhang Chao was also taken aback, although his mouth, ears and eyes were sewn up, he was still aware of the surrounding situation, and he knew that he was put in front of the public by that demon.

"Woo...... Woohoo......"

Immediately, Zhang Chao hurriedly struggled up, and a cry for help came out of his throat.

"I can't accept such an ugly gesture!"

Looking at Zhang Chao's desperate struggle, Ember shook his head on the stage, but his right hand was raised upward, and the struggling Zhang Chao was like a puppet, and immediately sat still on the chair and did not move, leaving only a fearful whine in his throat.

"Have some music, I'm like nectar for musicals."

Ember snapped his fingers lightly, and in an instant the music sounded from the stage, and the music was clear and pure, so that the surrounding audience could not help but calm their hearts, and they could appreciate everything on the stage more attentively.

Then, Ember's hands waved lightly, like a band conductor, and Zhang Chao in the chair also stood up at the same time, dancing gently to the music.

As a true artist, Ember firmly believes that killing is also an art, and that those rude and brutal ways of killing should be abandoned, and that only by integrating music, poetry, and dance into the killing performance can it be truly perfect.

At this moment, Ember's fingers twitched slightly out of thin air, as if he was playing a harp.

And Zhang Chao also dances with the music, and his dancing posture and rhythm are integrated, which is comparable to the best dancers.

Suddenly, Ember's fingers began to twitch faster, and the music on the stage changed to a tune that was both sacred and evil.

This piece doesn't seem to belong to the earth, no one in the audience has ever heard this kind of music, but the moment the music enters the ears, the audience is obsessed, everyone falls into the illusion created by the music, they seem to see heaven, it seems to see hell.

At this moment, Zhang Chao's dance moves are becoming faster and more powerful.

In just a few breaths, because of the superb difficulty of the dance moves, Zhang Chao, an extraordinary person, could no longer bear it, and he felt that he was about to explode.

He wanted to make his body stop, but he couldn't control it, just like a weak puppet, he could only let the puppet controller play with it.

Suddenly, Zhang Chao's nostrils began to ooze blood, and he knew that the organs in his body had been shattered by these crazy dances.

The pain of a broken heart and liver made Zhang Chao can't help wailing, but because his lips are sewn up, he doesn't even have the ability to wail.

"You put on a great show."

Looking at Zhang Chao's painful expression, Ember didn't have the slightest pity, but said quite dissatisfied, "However, excellence is not worth mentioning, I must achieve, perfect~"

After that, Ember's fingers sped up, and Zhang Chao's dance moves not only became faster, but also became more crazy.

Countless movements that humans simply cannot do have been choreographed into incredible gorgeous dance postures, which were quickly and forcefully demonstrated by Zhang Chao.

At this time, the audience who enjoyed the performance became more excited, and they were attracted, impressed, and trembling by the crazy dance.

However, this shocking madness did not last long.

I saw that Zhang Chao's skin was already red, and the blood vessels in his body were sprayed to the limit, as if they were about to burst.

Suddenly, Zhang Chao's skin began to crack, and bright red blood also oozed from the cracks.

Because of the fast rhythm of the dance, the blood just oozes out of the skin, and then turns into a blood mist and is thrown out.

In an instant, Zhang Chao's dancing turned into a crimson dance, and the entire stage was shrouded in blood mist.

Such a magnificent stage, dancing posture and blood mist have been deeply engraved in the eyes of every audience and have become a "blood dance" that they will never forget.

(End of chapter)