Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 191 The show is over
That good night was using red thread to tie up a lot of corridor and room debris and smashing it at the poor Scissor Killer and the Meat Giant.

The entire maze has been shattered into pieces and has basically no connection with its original appearance.

"Jiang Si" cut all the members of the Changsheng Society into several pieces, strung them together with strings, and hung a chair in the air that looked like a sea of blood and corpses, and had them sit cross-legged in a casual posture.

The Scissor Killer's coat was tattered and he was panting.

The meat giant Lulati never remained intact for a single moment.

They were being treated like toys.

But even so, Lulati and the Scissor Killer have no intention of joining forces. On the one hand, there is nothing good in joining forces. How can scissors cooperate with meat?

On the other hand, both of them are very excited. Lulatti is excited by the huge amount of vitality, while the Scissor Killer is very excited himself, a perfect embodiment of the violent gene.

Besides, it is completely meaningless whether they join forces or not, because "Jiang Si" is actively fighting one against two, and after dealing with one, he will go on to deal with the other, having a lot of fun. Even so, neither of them can find much breathing space.

Now is the rare rest time given to them by the opponent.

Suddenly, "Jiang Si" looked up at the red and black background of the Broken Maze: "It seems that it is almost done."

The red part has faded a lot visibly, and it seems that this unstable premature overlap is finally coming to an end. The lamb has done a good job, and it is even faster than expected.

Standing up from the flesh and blood chair, "Jiang Si" looked down from above.

After the Scissor Killer caught his breath, he stood firm, exerted force and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

After a series of jumps and shuttles between several broken corridors, the big scissors were caught again in his hands.

On the other hand, taking advantage of the fact that the red lines would not be easily cut by her, she actually moved among the red lines with the help of the big scissors.

"Wow~." "Jiang Si" watched the scissors killer rushing towards him. The small scissors were cutting continuously, and the clicking sound was endless. Under the flashing cold light, red "starlight" came towards him, and each one contained a sharp murderous intent.

In response to this, "Jiang Si" stretched out his hand and tapped each star point accurately, knocking them all off without any injury, and then kicked the scissors killer down.

The corpse woven with red thread became her temporary resting place. She threw off her tattered coat, and her face was no longer covered. It was a very ordinary face, but at this moment it looked extremely distorted and terrifying because of the hideous smile and the pain caused by the injuries.

Throwing aside the small pair of scissors that were no longer of any use, she held the big scissors in both hands and made a final sprint towards "Jiang Si" amid the exciting music.

"Jiang Si" looked at her with a smile and stretched out a finger.

There was a loud noise behind the Scissor Killer, but she was no longer interested in anything else.

A red line can be seen extending from "Jiang Si's" finger, and the other end of the red line extends behind the Scissors Killer, with no end visible.

It was not until the fist that attacked her from behind like a storm and hit her in the head that she realized what "Jiang Si" had done.

"After trying it, I can feel the charm of this way of playing." "Jiang Si" said, pulling lightly with his fingers.

The red thread easily penetrated the body of the meat giant. Even though it had expanded to such a large amount of vitality, it was still easily invaded by "Jiang Si" with the silk thread, and it lost the power to resist.

Then, as a living puppet, pulled by the silk thread, it rushed forward and punched the Scissor Killer with a powerful punch from behind.

The Scissor Killer was knocked flying by a punch, and her original sprinting state became extremely embarrassed, but this level of impact was still within her tolerance range, and the Killer could recover...

Stab it!

She was thinking in crisis, but subconsciously ignored where she was at the moment.

In this red web, the humble prey must be careful not to accidentally touch the deadly thread.

But she was hit and couldn't adjust in mid-air. The hand holding the scissors was severely twisted and couldn't move.

The outcome is clear.

Her body passed through the red line behind her without any hindrance and was split into several pieces without any suspense.

"Ah, let go of me!" Lu Lati was still struggling, or to be more precise, only his mouth was still struggling. Zheng Fan ignored him. The old man's hallucination had already escaped by contacting other hosts.

This is actually a very useful ability to get out of trouble. There is no pre-swing or cooldown when hallucinations are transferred between hosts. The hallucinations he encountered before either did not have that many hosts or had many hosts but he was very addicted. Unfortunately, this ability only has the advantage of convenience for Zheng Fan.

This was also the first time he encountered an illusion where someone ran away so decisively after seeing himself.

It could have just left this fool here, but it gave him the last "fund" as coffin money before running away. In the illusion of starting his own business that Zheng Fan knew, he was considered a good "boss". Ignoring him, the red line blossomed in his body and turned into a huge blood flower.

After doing all this, "Jiang Si" opened his hands and absorbed all the spoils that could be absorbed at the scene. Then, several singularities formed by the absorption of a large number of corpses appeared in his hands.

Apart from the giant meat block, the final weight of all the other people was just so-so, and it was indeed a serious case of cutting corners. In this respect, the old man fits the stereotype very well.

But the most important thing is a small and exquisite pair of red scissors with a rose carved on the handle.

"The scheduled purchases haven't started yet, but the high-grade desiccant has been received first. It's a good start and a good sign." As she spoke, she put away everything.

It is red after all.

……

"The temporary overlap is over!"

The officers of the handling bureau who were fighting with some fearless and violent residents outside heard the notification coming from the headphones.

The slightly tired spirit was suddenly lifted.

I was supposed to work overtime for a whole non-existent day starting tonight, but I didn't expect that I would have to start working before it even gets dark. This is real overtime!

When the red light on the horizon faded away, the noisy and brightly lit streets suddenly became quiet. After the red filter was removed, the restless violence was temporarily calmed down.

But they can't rest yet, they still have to clean up the mess.

Backstage, after the maze collapsed, the world that had just been cut into pieces seemed to have never existed, as if what had been experienced was just a dream, an illusion.

The corridors are not so dark, there are not so many rooms, and you can see the end at a glance.

Because the aftermath of Zheng's rebellion was first-rate, and not a single bit of dirt was left outside.

In addition to a crystal ball-like thing that fell to the ground and was broken, there was a gray mist floating inside, which seemed to be a symbol of its soul flying away.

This is probably the essence of this foggy maze, a fantasy object.

"It's over! Let's go to the concert!" Jiang Si jumped up and down.

"How come I didn't know that you were a person who liked going to concerts?" Zheng Fan raised his eyebrows.

Jiang Si snorted and posed in front of Zheng Fan in a very middle school-like manner, but it matched her punk-style outfit quite well: "Why else do you think I came here dressed like this?"

"But their band is not of this style either?" Zheng asked.

“As long as it fits the public’s impression of the band!”

Jiang Si and Zheng Fan walked out from the backstage together, but they just happened to hear the lead singer Ash already starting to take his leave.

Doris put away her violin and bowed gently amid the endless applause. When she raised her eyes, she saw Zheng Fan walking out from the backstage with his hands in his pockets.

He couldn't help but smile.

The audience in the frontcourt who noticed this burst into cheers.

Of course, in addition to cheers, there were also screams: "Ah?! How come it ended!" Jiang Si held his head.

"We've been playing for so long, of course it has to end." Zheng teased.

"But you clearly told me there was a free concert, so I changed my clothes and ran all the way here." Jiang Si's eyes were full of tears, and she really looked like she was pretending.

“I heard it.”

“Can the live show and the backstage be the same?!”

"I don't care."

"Mr. Devil, bad!"

(End of this chapter)